Harry Potter Raven's Claw

"The textbooks in the wizarding world are simply shit!"

After failing to release the petrification curse for the 200th time, Mike threw the book in his hand fiercely.

During these two days, Mike spent all his time studying the first-year Hogwarts textbooks. Although they were all old books donated by senior students, Mike's luck was as good as ever, and these books were all complete from the page number.

The first-grade little wizard can learn not many magics, among which Mike wants to learn the most is petrified spell.

This magic can instantly cause the target to lose its ability to resist. If the magic level is high enough, it can even truly petrify the middle-aged man.

But the facts proved that Mike was a little whimsical. He could not learn petrified spells by reading books at all. It was not because he lacked magical talent, but because the textbooks in the wizarding world were too bad.

These books are like Chinese recipes, filled with a large number of small quantities, and appropriate quantities. But magic is not about cooking. You can eat more seasonings when cooking. However, magic requires quick and precise movements and spells. What you know is how much to increase the tone when chanting a spell?

Actually, this is understandable.

After all, this is just a textbook written by the British wizarding community for young wizards, and the entire wizarding community has a population of only tens of thousands.

This is equivalent to several teachers in a small town in the United States who wrote several textbooks for students in their schools. It would be strange if the quality is high.

The helpless Mike had no choice but to go to the customers of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

"Get out! Mud breeds! Go back to your mud pit!" A drunk wizard said to Mike who was approaching him, "It is because of you mud breeds that make the entire wizarding world mess up!"

Hearing the sound, Mike was furious and stepped forward and knocked off the wine glass that the wizard had raised to his mouth.

"What did you say? You have the ability to say it again!"

The wizard didn't expect Mike to dare to do this. He stretched out his hand, which was wet with the wine, and overthrew Mike to the ground. At the same time, his other hand took out a magic wand from his pocket and pointed it at Mike.

"You dirty mud breed! You dare to be rude to the noble pure-blooded wizard! Hang the golden bell upside down!"

Mike only felt a huge force pulling his pants and hanging him upside down. His belt couldn't bear the huge force and broke with a "bang".

Mike's pants were almost instantly taken off, revealing his red underwear.

Seeing Mike's embarrassing look, everyone in the bar laughed.

Listening to the laughter of the people in the bar, Mike felt that unprecedented anger was about to drown all his reason. "Ah!" As Mike shouted, a shock wave came out from Mike and rushed around.

With a loud bang, the broken cauldron bar was in a mess, and all the tables and chairs around Mike were beaten to pieces. The wizard who had previously cast a spell on him was inlaid in the counter, but he was not injured. Just now, the bar owner Tom added a armor to protect him.

"How dare you do this!" Tom walked out from behind the counter angrily. "Hurry up and get out of my bar with your trash! Now! You are not welcome here!"

Mike knew that Tom was for his own good, so he would stay here and there would be people from the Ministry of Magic to investigate immediately, but he was still not convinced.

He stared at the face of the wizard embedded in the counter with a cold look, and kept the face firmly in his heart. Then he quickly left the Burning Cauldron Bar without saying a word.

When Tom saw Mike leave, he instructed the waiter to throw Mike's luggage out, and then squatted in front of the pure-blooded wizard to check the injuries.

On the other side, Mike did not walk far away, and he was hiding outside the door of the broken cauldron bar waiting for someone.

He Mike couldn't stand such grievances!

The shock wave just now destroyed the fireplace in the Burning Cauldron bar, which was irreparable by the repair spell, so tonight the customers in the bar had to go to Diagon Alley to find other fireplaces, or directly move. Looking at the wizard who was slowly climbing up, Mike felt that he would definitely not use such advanced spells in his state.

I don’t know how long it took, the pure-blooded wizard never left, and boasted in the bar how many Muggle wizards he had bullied and how good these Muggle-born witches were. Finally, until the bar closed, the pure-blooded wizard staggered out of the bar.

Mike hid himself in the dark and followed the wizard in front of him.

The wizard seemed to be too drunk and lost his ability to cast his spell, so he did not choose to go to the fireplace. Instead, he wandered around Diagon Alley aimlessly and finally fell asleep in front of a store.

He couldn't wake up again after sleeping. Before his magic burst had passed, Mike tied him to a big rock and threw him into a river next to Diagon Alley.

"Pure blood? Haha." Mike threw the purse he found from the wizard in his hand, with a relaxed look. In his pocket, two magic wands were quietly lying in his pocket.

In fact, being driven out of the Burning Cauldron Bar had little impact on Mike. That night, he opened a room in a hotel near the Burning Cauldron Bar that was willing to entertain him. As for learning magic, with the wand contributed by the pure-blooded wizard, Mike can now learn magic at will.

Since the wizard who wrote the textbook is not familiar with the use of quantifiers, Mike can only use the elimination method to find the correct casting posture.

Lucky Mike is indeed a person with strong luck. After trying less than 100 times, he found all the spell casting techniques to master this spell.

As for the pure-blooded wizard, his wand was carved with the family emblem of the Pure Blood 28 Family-Bok Family.

Mike didn't care about this. What a joke. The old man named Boke would be gnawed by reasonable fish and shrimps at least two months later. The Boke family could not find him a child who was only 11 years old.

Mike always felt that he was a very tolerant person. He could live without any revenge as long as he paid the right price. Mike felt that the pure-blooded wizard used his life and wand as a price.

As for the Bock family, Mike does not intend to take revenge, and he can even cooperate if he has the opportunity in the future.

After all, there is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Mike has been studying the magic in books for more than half a month. The sky pays off and finally let him master a few commonly used simple magics.

At this time, he was dragging a large box on his way to the King's Cross station in England. As he mastered more and more magic, he became more eager for magic. He could not wait to learn more powerful magic at Hogwarts.

He ignored the strange gazes around him looking at him and walked towards the nine quarter platform, where there was a magical door waiting for him to open.

And in front of that door, Harry Potter was talking to a group of people with red hair.