Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Outside the Charms professor's office, Franklin was alone waiting for Mike in the office. As for Clark, he went to study.

Hogwarts sixth and seventh grade students have a lot of free time. Part of the reason for this is that many students have been disqualified from elective courses due to their grades. [Zero Reading 00kxs] But more reasons are The course is too difficult, and most professors have taken the initiative to reduce the density of the course and the pace of teaching so that students can have more time to absorb and digest their current knowledge.

Many students with poor self-control start to act recklessly after gaining so much free time, and their attention shifts from studying to novels, shopping, wizard chess, and even love, especially love, six or seven in Hogwarts The ratio of student couples in grades is terrifyingly high, and unlike the Muggle society that breaks up after graduation, most of these student couples can enter the palace of marriage due to the special and closed nature of the wizarding society.

In fact, a considerable number of couples in the wizarding community met on campus, such as Harry's parents, and Neville and Ron's parents.

Mike even suspects that this may be a conspiracy by the Ministry of Magic to increase the fertility rate. After all, young people of this age have basically no fun other than dating once they are idle.

Moreover, their mentality is immature at this grade, so boys and girls don't know restraint and safety measures, and it is easy to kill people. In the end, they can only become parents early (abortion is illegal in the wizarding world!).

But there are also a small number of students who have always focused their attention on their studies, either because of family pressure or because of their amazing self-control, but in any case, they are the future of the wizarding world.

Clark belongs to this category of people. In fact, it is very rare for him to save time to interact with Mike, knowing that he will graduate this year.

Clark's departure also made Franklin a little bored. He had been waiting here for almost half an hour. He really didn't understand what was going on between Mike and Professor Flitwick to talk for so long.

Franklin leaned his back against the wall, staring blankly at the office door.

The next moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Franklin was refreshed. His pupils had just re-converged when he saw Professor Flitwick rush out of the door at a terrifying speed that almost turned into an afterimage, ignoring the door. Franklin, who dashed directly to the stairs.

Immediately after that, Mike walked out with a smile. He saw Franklin looking at Professor Flitwick's back with a stunned expression, and explained first:

"Professor Flitwick. He's going to be late for class."

Franklin stared stiffly at the clock hanging on the wall and murmured:

"He seems to be late, doesn't he?"

"Oh, is that so? That's really bad."

"It's very bad. Only students are late for class. This is the first time I've heard of a professor being late."

Mike was amused by Franklin and chuckled a few times before returning to the Ravenclaw lounge with Franklin after his emotions eased a little.

Since both gave up a lot of electives, they had no classes to attend all morning.

Naturally, Mike would not waste such a long free time. After he returned to the Ravenclaw lounge, he went directly to the secret realm of Freemasonry, and started further training on spells in the spell practice square.

As for Franklin, he went to the Quidditch pitch to train.

Because the previous captain finally graduated, now the captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team has become Cedric's fiancee Qiu Zhang, but Qiu Zhang, who is in seventh grade this year, is obviously more willing to put his mind on In her studies, she delegated many powers of the team, including the selection of players.

The reason why Franklin went over today is to discuss with the other senior players how to do this year's new team selection.

It was not until noon that the two returned to Hogwarts for lunch.

During this period, Franklin talked to Mike about their schedule for this year and claimed that they would be able to regain the Quidditch trophy this year.

This made Mike a little speechless. He smiled and shook his head, but saw that the students around him were chatting happily with each other. Some of the lower grade students even used sausages as swords to duel each other at the dining table. The whole restaurant was full of With laughter.

This scene made Mike look a little emotional.

Now the entire wizarding world is terrified by the return of Voldemort, but Hogwarts is like a protective spell to protect these students firmly inside, so that their lives will not be disturbed.

It would be a pity if such a place was destroyed.

Mike thought so.

...

After the lunch break, Mike finally ushered in the first class of his new semester - Potions.

The teaching location of this class is still the basement near the Slytherin Academy. When Mike and Franklin came to the corridor in front of the basement together, they found that there were already more than a dozen people gathered here talking and laughing.

The arrival of Mike and Franklin quickly attracted their attention, and several Ravenclaw students came up and greeted Mike excitedly.

After greeting them, Mike looked at the crowd again, and found the Salvation Trio in a corner outside.

Harry looked better than yesterday, at least he had a smile on his face now, and Hermione was constantly flipping through his Potions textbook, muttering plausibly while reading. He was reading something, and from time to time he would close the book, raise his head and close his eyes and mutter to himself, as if he were reciting the text.

As for Ron, he still looked like he was heartless. At this moment, he was chatting excitedly with a black boy with short hair next to him. Mike guessed that the topic between them must be Quidditch.

"Hey, Harry."

Mike smiled and said hello, the latter was stunned at first, and then a brighter smile appeared on his face.

"Mike! You also took the Potions Advanced Class? Oh! Look at what I'm talking about, you'll definitely choose it."

"I also guessed that you will definitely choose Potions after the admission standard of the Potions Advanced Class is lowered." Mike said with a smile, "I also guessed that you must not have prepared a textbook."

"Uh, that's true. Although you reminded me during the summer vacation, I still didn't think I could continue to take potions class, so I... But don't worry, Professor McGonagall said that I can talk to Si Professor Laghorn borrows it for a while."

"I don't think you need to borrow him." Mike said, took out a wrinkled book "Advanced Potions Making" and a brand-new scale from his pocket and handed it over, "This is The second-hand books I picked up a few years ago, I think you can use them."

"Thank you... thank you."

Harry took the book, but the smile on his face was a little stiff.

Looking at the broken pages that were almost falling apart (it wasn't so broken at first, but it became like this after the Freemasonry people flipped through them), Mike quickly reacted, knowing that Harry had misunderstood, and quickly explained :

"Oh, sorry Harry. Hope you don't get me wrong, I gave you the old book because it has a lot of old notes from some senior, I think they should help you, nothing else at all. Uh, or you can use it Hold for a while, and then write to Lihen Bookstore to order a new book."

The expression on Harry's face suddenly relaxed, and he said with some guilt and embarrassment:

"I'm sorry Mike, you know, that's not what I meant."

"It's ok."

Mike and Harry looked at each other and smiled, and at this time Ron also leaned over, his expression was a little lost, because he also didn't have a textbook, but obviously Mike didn't prepare his share.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and asked:

"Mike, you mean you already got this book? But...why? I mean the potions class hasn't started this year yet? You don't need to..."

Before he could finish his words, Hermione, who was reciting the text beside him, burst out laughing. She glanced at Ron with the eyes of a slug, and said disdainfully:

"That's why you don't get great potions, because you never try to preview what you haven't learned yet."

Ron's face turned red at what he said, but he didn't dare to attack here again. He could only wait for Hermione with big bell-like eyes. Hermione was also staring at him, and their eyes didn't blink. , as if whoever blinks first loses. And Harry on the side looked a little embarrassed, because he was the same as Ron.

At this time, someone shouted that they were going to class. Hermione and Ron guessed that they had ended the staring challenge, rubbed their dry eyes and followed the crowd into the basement classroom.

As soon as he walked into the basement, Mike saw a big round belly. After a closer look, he realized that it was Slughorn. He was enthusiastically guarding the door of the classroom, welcoming every student who came to class.

Looking at the students who returned their salutes to him, he seemed very happy.

Especially when Mike and Harry said hello to him, he laughed so much that his walrus beard was shaking.

The potions classroom at this time has also changed a lot from before. It should have been dark and gloomy here. Snape was like a photophobic bat forbidding students to light open flames in the classroom, even if it was true For lighting, it is necessary to use magic flames with extremely low temperature. The light emitted by those pale green flames is cold. Combined with the glass jar specimens placed on the surrounding shelves, the potions classroom has been transformed into a living room. A cemetery laboratory for a medieval horror necromancer.

But now it's different. Slughorn's taste is obviously different from Snape's. He not only removed those shelves, but also arranged many magic lamps with warm yellow lights around the classroom, which illuminated the entire classroom. of warm. And at this time, the potions classroom was still filled with a lot of water vapor. If it weren't for the strange smell in the air, Mike would definitely think of this place as a large bathroom.

He took a closer look and found that there were several cauldrons that were bubbling only in the classroom. The strange smell and steam in the classroom came from here.

There were already several Slytherins sitting here in the classroom at this time, and it was obvious that they had come here with a geographical advantage.

Unlike the ordinary courses in the past, the potions class is taught by the four major colleges together, because potions is too difficult, and it requires too much Jin Galleon, not to mention the past Snape period, even now Laghorn took the initiative to lower the entry standards for the Potions course and not many people were willing to come to the class.

Mike and Franklin and the others quickly entered the classroom, they passed a cauldron, but when they passed a golden cauldron near the Gryffindor table, they all stopped.

Because the smell in this cauldron was so good, Mike even smelled the unlit Cuban cigar in it, which made him take two gulps after quitting smoking for a long time.

The expressions of the others were similar, and they were all intoxicated. Harry and Ron even closed their eyes and lifted their heads to inhale.

This made Mike immediately vigilant. After all, these people are not addicted to smoking, and there is no reason to indulge in the smell of cigars.

He immediately looked at the golden cauldron, and when he saw the white steam rising above the cauldron, Mike showed an expression of sudden realization.

In this cauldron there is a love potion!

Mike swallowed his saliva, and finally took a sip of the intoxicating aroma, and then forced Franklin, who was unwilling to leave, to the long table in Ravenclaw.

"Hey! Mike, what are you doing? I want to smell it for a while."

Franklin complained dissatisfiedly, but when he heard that Mike rolled his eyes and asked with a weird smile:

"Really? What did you smell just now?"

"What's that question you're asking? Isn't that what Porterby's Magic Hair Softener was asking?"

Mike said dumbfoundedly:

"Why do you smell conditioner? Also, how do you remember that smell when your hair doesn't even need conditioner?"

"It's because Krillin..."

Franklin's words stopped in general, but Mike still understood what he meant. He looked at Franklin with a teasing expression, and the latter's dark face was also a rare blushing.

At this time, everyone else was also seated. Harry and Ron, who were near the water tower, sat directly on the edge of the golden cauldron. As for the others, they could only reluctantly returned to their seats in their academies.

And seeing everyone take their place, Professor Slughorn returned to the podium with a smile.

"Okay," Slughorn said to the crowd through the steaming steam, "Classmates, please take out your scales, medicine bags, and your Advanced Potions Maker... oh! Yes! Harry, Professor McGonagall told me before that you don't seem to have any textbooks. Don't worry, boy, don't worry at all. You can use the ingredients in the storage cabinet today, and you can lend you balances and old books."

"Uh, thank you for your kindness," Harry said hesitantly. "But I already have the textbook. Mike lent it to me. But Ron doesn't have it yet. Can you lend it to him?"

"Is that so?" The expression on Slughorn's face was a little disappointed, he squinted at Ron, and then said in a flat tone, "Well, Romy, go get it, Chu The locker is over there."