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Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Mike looked at the white marble grave in front of him, stroking the elderberry wand in his hand. After a while, Mike raised his head blankly and said: “let’s start!” I saw a group of wizards standing neatly behind Mike. All the wizards were wearing white robes. They all showed excitement when they heard Mike’s order, and they all began to release their apparitions and turned into twisted figures to disappear. Only Mike stood alone in front of Dumbledore’s grave, stroking the elder wand in his hand. “You know, how can a mudblood like me succeed without being tricky? All for the greater good.” (I'm not the author of this novel.) (novel translated from chinese)

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Chapter 25: Doubt and suspicion

After successfully killing the trolls, Mike only felt that he had no strength in his body. He struggled to get up and leaned against the wall, put a more comfortable posture, and waited for the professors to come.

   The first one to arrive at the scene was Professor Flitwick. It is hard to imagine how his short legs rushed to the scene in front of all the professors.

   But this is also understandable. Mike is a very promising student. If he died in the hands of a stupid troll, he would blame himself for a long time.

   When he rushed to the scene, what he saw wasn't the scene where Mike was chased by the trolls.

   Instead, Mike sat in the corner with a black prickly wood wand and gasped to rest. Not far from him was the troll that caused them to pause the Halloween dinner.

   It's just that now this monster can no longer move, its entire upper body is cooked.

   Especially the skull and neck, almost burnt only the burnt bones.

   Its hands are still firmly fixed behind the back by the imprisonment curse, and the whole body is arched in an extremely twisted posture.

   The right thigh has been broken, and the exposed bone spurs can be clearly seen outside the wound. There was a large pool of dark red liquid on the ground, which was blood that had been solidified by the monster.

   The air is full of strong stench, and there is also a little roasted meat scent in it. This kind of mixed taste ensures that people will not want to eat roasted meat for a lifetime after smelling it.

   The McGonagall and others who arrived later were shocked by this scene. They had also thought that perhaps Mike, a first-year freshman, could defeat the trolls with his own wisdom.

   What I didn't expect was that the troll would be killed in an almost brutal way.

   As for Hermione and Harry, they had already vomited a lot of fun.

   "Are you not hurt?" Professor Flivy loved Mike the most. When everyone else was shocked by the troll's death, only Professor Flivy responded and began to inquire about Mike's state.

   "It's okay Dean, I'm just a little relieved."

   "It's okay! You did a great job! Beautiful flame curse, I was far worse than you when I was your age."

   It seems that Flivy doesn't care about the life and death of the troll, he only cares about Mike's safety.

   But some people don't think much.

   "How dare you! How dare you do this!" Professor McGonagall screamed, "Do you know how dangerous this is! A troll can easily crush you with a finger!"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words about Mike, Hermione was unhappy. She resisted the nausea and said, "It's all my fault! Mike encountered the troll because he took me to the auditorium. It was also because I was protected. Leave it to hold the troll."

  Professor McGonagall was a little embarrassed by Hermione, but at this time Professor Flitwick relieved her.

   "Okay, it's enough for everyone to be safe and sound." Flivy lifted Mike up, "Also in recognition of Mike's bravery and wit, Ravenclaw will add 20 points!"

   Mike is a little touched, he has been in this world for so long, and Professor Flitwick is still the first person who really treats himself nicely.

   He could feel that Flivy looked at him as if he was looking at one of his promising juniors. He hadn't felt that kind of look in his two lives combined.

   "Well, this place shouldn't stay for long. Let's go back soon. Mike needs to go to Mrs. Pomfrey to check." After that, Flitwick and Hermione helped Mike out of the smelly women's bathroom door.

   McGonagall has mixed feelings in her heart. Hermione is a student she likes very much, and her personality is very similar to her when she was young.

   At this time, watching Hermione who was supporting Mike together, Professor McGonagall felt that his cabbage was eaten by a pig.

   looked at Mike and Hermione, then turned to look at Harry and Ron who were still vomiting. McGonagall became more and more angry, picked up their ears and walked towards Gryffindor.

   Snape was left alone on the scene. He didn't say a word just now, and he even had a pitiful sense of existence, which did not fit his personality.

   At this time, he did not choose to leave like everyone else. His eyes scanned the field circle after circle, trying to restore the entire process of the battle just now, which was not difficult for him.

   In the end, his gaze stayed on the giant monster's hands still tied behind his back and the right leg that was still stuck to his left leg after being broken, and he hadn't left for a long time.

  Ms. Pomfrey was eating pumpkin pie when Hermione and Professor Flitwick sent Mike to the infirmary. The dinner just now ended because of a troll matter before she was full.

   It was late at night when Mrs. Pomfrey helped Mike to complete the examination. Although Mike was just off her work, Mrs. Pomfrey decided to let Mike rest in the infirmary for the sake of safety.

   After confirming that Mike was okay, Hermione reluctantly left the infirmary under the **** of Professor Flitwick.

   At this time, in the principal's office at Hogwarts, Snape was reporting to Principal Dumbledore what he had just seen.

"Our dear Mr. Tonley is a cruel character, not only has an amazing talent in combat, and has a cruel heart." Snape used his signature low voice. Said.

   Principal Dumbledore, who was sitting on the desk opposite him and not knowing what was written, did not speak, but raised the hand holding the pen to signal Snape to continue.

"He first used the leg-locking spell to limit the movement speed of the trolls. This is very clever." Snape walked to Dumbledore's table. "Only those wizards with rich experience in hunting can understand how to deal with giant creatures. method."

   "Mr. Tomley could actually get out of his body after the leg-locking curse took effect, but he didn't do that.

   He chose to use the imprisonment curse to make the troll unable to move, and finally used the flame curse to burn the troll to death.

  Do you know what this means?

   This means that Mr. Tangli still chose to kill an enemy who had completely lost his ability to resist. This is not what a first-year wizard should have. "

   Dumbledore finally stopped his movements, raised his head and said to Snape expressionlessly: "Thanks for your hard work, go and rest."

   Snape turned around when he heard the words, not at all vague.

   The office has become very quiet, even the crackling sound of the firewood in the stove can be heard clearly.

   Dumbledore did not continue with the work at hand, he stood up and walked to the corner stand beside Phoenix Fox, who was tidying his feathers.

   He scratched the back of Fox's head lightly, Fox was very comfortable scratching him, squinted his eyes and tilted his head back hard.

   "It looks like we need to find time to talk to little Mike." The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible from Dumbledore's mouth.

  Fox didn't seem to hear what Dumbledore was just saying, and opened his eyes to stare at Dumbledore with a puzzled look.