Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Professor Slughorn's eyes widened, the bright exaggerated blue eyes and the snow-white beard quivering in shock made him even more amusing.

"Merlin, are you still a member of Raven's Claw Marks? As far as I know, it's a semi-closed private social organization. Except for a very few outstanding people, it doesn't accept others to join at all."

"Yes, the raven's claw marks are indeed quite closed. I also had to join through the recommendation of Professor Flitwick. By the way, you should know Professor Flitwick, right?"

"You mean Filius? Of course, he was the Charms professor at Hogwarts before I retired..." Slughorn paused and observed After Mike's expression, he continued, "I have to say that he is the best magic spell professor I have ever seen. His big head is full of countless knowledge and love for his students!"

"Really? I think so too! Professor Flitwick's status in my heart is no less than that of Headmaster Dumbledore, and even more than that, they are all great wizards!"

Mike laughed happily, although he didn't know if Slughorn was telling the truth or not, but that didn't matter, he would be very happy as long as someone said something nice about Professor Flitwick.

Professor Slughorn obviously noticed this, and complimented Professor Flitwick with a few words, which made Mike laugh again and again, and the surrounding classmates finally began to communicate when they saw the two chatting happily. , the atmosphere of the scene is gradually becoming hot.

"Mike, come and taste my craftsmanship. I don't use any magic power to roast quail, I totally rely on my hands. I believe that only in this way can I make the most precious dishes. As for those made by magic, I think it’s like a product made on an assembly line, dry and tasteless.”

While talking, Slughorn pushed a lunch box in front of Mike, and inside it lay a steaming crispy roasted quail, decorated with many leafy greens, and even in the bird's beak. Stuffed with a bright red cherry.

Mike looked at it for a while before finally extending his knife and fork.

I cut a piece of crispy skin with a little fat and lean meat from the quail and put it in my mouth.

"Well, your craft is pretty good."

After saying that, Mike put down his knife and fork, and didn't mean to try again.

This kind of behavior is actually a bit rude, but instead of being angry, Professor Slughorn nodded in satisfaction.

He is very aware of his cooking skills, which is not bad, but there is a considerable gap between that and the top chefs. If Mike is really a noble person who can't get tired of eating, then he will rashly treat inferior food. The act of handing it to the other party is considered rude.

Thinking of this, the smile on Slughorn's face became even brighter, and he even began to wonder if Mike was from a noble family in Muggle society, otherwise how could he see the roast at a glance The best part of a quail is that layer of crispy skin?

While Slughorn was thinking about it, Shuke finally came back.

I saw him saluting towards Mike, and then he directed the plates he brought to fly to the table, which contained a large amount of food, most of which were meat. I wonder if Shuke roasted a cow directly!

Seeing this, the boys around them all cheered. For teenagers of this age, meat is their favorite.

Luckily they all maintained the most basic upbringing, and they all thanked Mike before starting to gobble.

"You're welcome,

Don't be polite to me, eat quickly. "

Mike said with a smile, he also randomly took a piece of steak and ate it.

Slughorn's face was a little puzzled when he saw it, because although these tableware looked very precious, the barbecued meat inside was just ordinary Muggles and cows, which was really not precious.

This is obviously inconsistent with Mike's previous identity.

"Professor Slughorn, try it too. Shuke's barbecue is really good. I've fallen madly in love with this flavor recently."

"Okay, okay..." Slughorn cut the steak after hearing that. "By the way, Mike, did you just say you still have a company?"

After swallowing the steak completely, Mike said:

"Yes, to be precise, it should be a group. Maybe you have heard of it. It's called Los Santos."

"Los Santos Group?" Slughorn looked horrified. "You mean Los Santos Group?"

"Yes, that's what I created."

Hearing this, Slughorn swallowed heavily.

After so many years of development, the Los Santos Group's tentacles have almost extended to all walks of life in the wizarding world of the country, and its name is so big that even Slughorn, who was almost reclusive before, Old people have heard one or two.

But what really made Slughorn remember the name was because the Los Santos Group recently started selling a special kind of potion booster called Los Santos Magic Liquid.

Although the name has changed, Slughorn still easily recognizes its true identity based on his own experience - Avery's Magic Liquid!

This should be the monopoly product exclusively operated by the Avery family, but now it has appeared in the merchandise windows of the Los Santos Group.

Thinking of the recent closure of all the shops of the Avery family, and even the disappearance of everyone in the family settlement, Slughorn suddenly had a big guess.

"Uh, Mike, as far as I know your Los Santos group is selling something called Los Santos Magic Liquid recently, right?"

"That's right, Professor. It's a potion booster, and I can give you some if you want."

"That's not what I mean, what I want to ask is, this Los Santos magic liquid seems to be with Avery..."

Professor Slughorn's words came to an abrupt end, because he was horrified to discover that the young man who was facing him, who was still full of spring breeze, had an extremely terrifying expression after hearing the name of the Avery family. Staring straight at him, he had to stop talking.

"The Avery family, hehehe." Mike approached Professor Slughorn with a smile and said softly, "I advise you not to inquire about the Avery family. After all, that's all in the past, they Never will, Professor."

"I...I understand."

Professor Slughorn's hand on the fork trembled slightly, but his face was very normal.

Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward, and Mike had no interest in continuing to chat with Slughorn, and ate the steak quickly and elegantly by himself.

Slughorn sat there with an embarrassed look on his face. He seemed to want to find other people to continue chatting, but he was afraid that Mike would feel rude, so he was a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd on the side. Mike and Slughorn looked up and saw Harry, Neville, and Ginny being surrounded by others. .

"Savior of the world, huh? You think that's a good name, don't you think? Harry the thief?"

I don't know who said this in the crowd, and then everyone burst into laughter.

In the face of this ridicule, Harry's face was already red and almost caught up with Ginny's hair, and he gasped and roared:

"It's not my fault! It's the people from the Daily Prophet..."

"Aha! It's the same rhetoric again, Harry Potter! The first thing that comes to your mind every time you encounter something is to wash away your responsibilities. Can't you stand up once again? Savior?"

The surrounding drum noise became louder, and everyone called out the words "Salvation Star" over and over again. The expressions and tone were extremely exaggerated, which was annoying.

Harry lowered his head, his fists clenched together.

This made the surrounding crowd even more excited, and a senior Ravenclaw jumped out, grabbed Mike's collar and said:

"Aha! The Savior is angry! Let's see, what are you capable of?"

Hearing that, the people around him also agreed, but Harry didn't do anything. He knew very well that he wouldn't have any good fruit to eat here.

But his inaction doesn't mean others won't help him.

Just in the midst of a laugh, a large group of bats suddenly appeared and slammed into the crowd surrounding Harry.

Each of these bats has a wingspan of more than one meter. The appearance of this super-large bat swarm suddenly turned the scene into chaos. Everyone was madly waving their arms and wands to drive away these bats, but those bats Not at all afraid, he bravely went forward to remove the armor and armor that the wizards killed.

Mike stared at this scene dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

He just saw Ginny lift her wand and summon these fierce bats. This behavior really can't make Mike associate her with the kind and lovely girl from before.

"How is it, Mike? Isn't this little girl a good level? I think the level of people is very accurate. She is definitely a gifted person, and she will definitely achieve something in the future." Professor Slughorn said with a smile. , "But now is not the time to say this, I have to stop this farce."

After speaking, Professor Slughorn stood up, and at first shouted a few words of dissuasion, and when he saw that there was no effect, he waved his wand.

"Separate left and right!"

As Slughorn chanted, a gray light that was almost transparent shrouded everyone.

But what happened next was embarrassing.

I saw that those pale gray rays of light had just fallen, and Emma and the others, who were still in a mess, suddenly gathered together after a while of adjustment. The bat and even Slughorn's left and right separation spells bounced off!

Mike raised his eyebrows. He was very familiar with this tactical formation. It was a simplified version of the battle formation he gave to the DA Army and the Mutual Aid Society. When I opened, I didn't expect these people in front of me to be able to use it so well.

However, this is not over yet. Emma and the others glared at Harry and Ginny after the bats were dispersed. Their original purpose was to encourage Harry to attack them, and then wait for them. They tried to teach the other party a lesson, but they really didn't expect Harry's attack to be so swift, and they made a big fool out of it!

In a rage, everyone ignored Slughorn's previous obstruction, raised their wands one by one, and started throwing various curses on Harry's side!

Harry and Professor Slughorn on the other side couldn't believe their eyes. Emma's group actually dared to attack in front of a professor?

'Remove your weapon spell', 'Incisor match stick', 'Slug spell'...

All kinds of mischief spells turned into streamers and shot straight towards Harry. Ginny's small face had turned pale at this time, and now she finally realized that she had caused trouble.

She looked at Harry with guilt and worry, but instead of blaming her, the latter blocked her from behind!

"Neville, prepare to guard safely!"

Harry roared and raised his wand, and Neville, who was still in a daze, also hurriedly took out the wand!

Under the efforts of the two of them, a thin layer of mist appeared around them, and the two of them still had too little magic power, so they could only build this kind of low-level security guard.

It's just enough, Emma didn't use too powerful curses, those mischievous curses hit the mist straight, and then they were bounced off.

For a time, the inside of the car was full of curses running around everywhere, and a weapon except you even hit Slughorn straight, knocking the wand in his hand into the air!

"Damn it, stop me!" growled Professor Slughorn. "You're the worst class of students you've ever brought. I'm going to put you all in confinement!"

However, in the face of Slughorn's roar, Emma and the others showed sarcastic smiles.

"Please contact our dean, Professor Slughorn, but I don't think they will punish us!" Emma shouted excitedly, "You must know that Harry Potter shot us first. , we are just fighting back in self-defense!"

As soon as this statement came out, the wizards around Emma also burst into laughter!

Slughorn was shivering with anger, but instead of continuing to curse, he hurriedly searched for his wand. As long as he had a wand in his hand, he would definitely be able to subdue these little bastards. So convinced.

However, Harry and Neville were not feeling very well at the moment. Emma and others continued to attack, and the power of the curse was getting stronger and stronger. It was obvious that the other party was a little impatient. If they continued like this, then their own It's only a matter of time until someone loses!

For a time, Harry and Neville were both a little desperate, while Ginny, who was behind them, looked at Mike not far away with a look of help.

She knew very well that if anyone could stop this now, it would be Mike!