Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Late at night, Filch was lying on the firm bed in the office with Mrs. Norris in his arms.

In the past, at this time, he was patrolling Hogwarts, specifically to catch those students who traveled at night. He called this hunting, and he enjoyed it.

But today was different. He received a notice that Dumbledore asked him not to patrol today, saying it was for the safety of his life.

Filch didn't care about that at all. He, Filch, a man who had been a keykeeper at Hogwarts all his life, would be afraid of those students who wandered at night? This is a big joke!

So Filch went out on patrol as usual, but not long after he stepped out of the office door, he fled again and seemed to have to retreat!

"They're probably crazy! They're not afraid of me at all, and they even fired a spell at me!" Filch said nervously to Mrs. Norris, "We won't be patrolling tonight, there are too many of them. It's too dangerous!"

As he spoke, Filch retracted his exposed feet into the quilt.

What happened today really made him feel scared, and it really made him understand again that he was just a squib, and in front of those talented students, he was just a waste!

At the same time, Hogwarts was very lively, and countless students were wandering in the castle with their wands high.

They are so unscrupulous, but it's not their fault, because the old guy Filch has been scared back to the office by them, and the rest of the professors didn't come out to arrest them for some reason, which means that they At least have a whole night to find that assassin!

It's just that this kind of search doesn't actually make much sense. The possibility of them finding an assassin is very low, and they know this very well, so the nature of this collective night tour has begun to change.

The night tour was too exciting for most of them. They wandered unscrupulously in Hogwarts, and the portrait on the wall naturally accused them of this behavior.

Then, those portraits suffered, and the excited students scratched their frames!

The same thing is still happening in many places, smiling faces are painted on the armor in the castle, graffiti is also painted on the stone walls...

In the hallway on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, twelve sad-looking students slowly walked out of the responsive room. They walked to their respective lounges in a daze, except for two of them who returned to Hedge. The other ten people except Patch and Gryffindor were walking towards Slytherin, and behind them, they followed Franklin and dozens of black-robed wizards.

Zhou Hong's targeted remarks gave Franklin a lot of inspiration, so he aimed at Slytherin Academy.

This is not surprising at all. Whoever is most likely to kill Mike at Hogwarts must be a Slytherin. At the same time, it is also possible that the pure-blooded nobles have powerful black magic items in their hands. It's very high, so Franklin decided to do it all the time and attack the Slytherin lounge tonight!

The group of them walked towards Slytherin in a mighty manner. Not surprisingly, they were discovered by the students who were wandering in the castle. Those students quietly fell behind Franklin and the others. Curious about what Franklin and others wanted to do, after all, Franklin was the one who posted the notice.

Franklin was so happy too, he even wished to have more people following them,

Because it will be more difficult to punish Dumbledore in this way, after all, the law does not blame the public!

And under his deliberate connivance, the people who followed Franklin became more and more arrogant. Some of them even sneaked into the team of the mutual aid association, and they talked and laughed with the team members about today's events. matter.

By the time everyone came to the gate of Slytherin, the number of the team had reached an astonishing one hundred people!

Such a large number of people naturally alarmed the ghost of Slytherin, and the bloody Barrow slowly appeared, blocking the only way for everyone.

"Go back to me!"

Bloody Barrow said coldly.

His face was gloomy, his tone was deep, and the silver blood on the dress on his chest was still glowing strangely under the magic fluorescent light.

Franklin's team stopped, and there is almost no one in Hogwarts who is not afraid of the bloody Barrow. This ghost is simply a ghost!

Everyone looked at Franklin in unison, who was the organizer of this operation.

"Heh! If you tell us to go back, we will go back, so am I not ashamed?"

Franklin said arrogantly, not knowing when the wand appeared in his hand.

"Go back to me!" said the bloody Barrow, holding up a blood-stained axe, "I don't want to repeat it a third time!"

"Really...calling God Guard!"

Following Franklin's shout, a holy white light suddenly lit up from the tip of his staff.

This white light is like a chain, almost dense as its essence, and it hit the bloody Barrow in an instant!

"Ha! Bug carving trick!"

The blood man Barrow smiled horribly. As a ghost, the Protection Charm could indeed expel him, but Franklin's Protection Charm, which had not even formed a physical Patronus, was obviously not strong enough. He just shook his body and ignored it. Wipe white light.

However, this is just the beginning!

Just as the bloody Barrow raised his axe to teach him a lesson, the dozens of mutual aid members behind Franklin raised their wands!

"Call God Guard!"

With a shout in unison, dozens of white lights rose from the side of everyone.

Although these rays of light are very weak, so many rays of light gathered together to form a dazzling holy light, which pierced straight to Barrow's chest!

The students who followed Franklin and the others couldn't help but closed their eyes, but the dazzling white light still stimulated their tears.

But when they opened their eyes, the bloody Barrow who had previously stood in front of them disappeared!

Bloody Barrow is defeated!

...

Meanwhile, the Slytherin lounge was brightly lit, and Malfoy was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

His legs were shaking rapidly, his breathing was also very fast, and he was extremely anxious.

He can't help but worry!

He wasn't there when Franklin and they moved today, but they still startled him.

You must know that Malfoy has never forgotten the task that Voldemort gave him, and has been working hard for it, and has even made some key progress. If Franklin and the others suddenly jumped out at this time and made a big move, then it would be very It may affect his future plans.

And just when Malfoy was in a state of anxiety and unable to extricate himself, there were a dozen Slytherin students gathered behind him.

These people are prefects of all grades of Slytherin, and they are gathered here to discuss the rescue of the Slytherin students who were kidnapped by Franklin.

As the only son of the wealthiest Malfoy family in the wizarding world today, Draco, who was probably already on the line with Voldemort, naturally became the leader of these people.

It's just that Draco, the leader, is obviously unreliable. Now that the meeting has been going on for nearly three hours, he has been sitting there without saying a word, which makes everyone else very dissatisfied.

Finally, a seventh-grade female prefect couldn't bear it anymore. She stood up from her seat suddenly, looked around and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Heh! Is this the backbone of your boys? You don't dare to do anything when your classmates are taken away, just sitting here endlessly wrangling?"

As soon as these words came out, several male prefects immediately cast angry glances at her.

Of course, they also wanted to call the door directly to rescue their classmates, but helplessly, they were afraid of Mike's revenge afterwards.

You must know that from the current situation, Mike is likely to be crazy, and it is very unwise to provoke the other party in this situation.

The girl obviously knew this, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in her heart.

This is the well-known weakness of today's Slytherins. To put it nicely, it is called assessing the situation, and to put it badly, it is called bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

She took a deep breath, turned her eyes to Draco, who had been silent, and said through gritted teeth:

"If Chris was still here, he would never allow something like this to happen!"

Draco's eyebrows twitched, and he had already noticed that after the other party said that, everyone's eyes were focused on him. If he continued to be silent, his identity as the leader might be taken away. taken away.

Slytherins don't obey a weak bastard!

But he really didn't dare to confront Franklin and the others, so he took a deep breath and prepared to say something to perfunctory everyone.

But at this moment, the door of Slytherin was opened!

Everyone in the lounge instinctively cast their gazes over, and saw the kidnapped Slytherin students walking in from the door in a trance.

Draco was ecstatic when he saw this, but the smile on his face froze as soon as it appeared, because behind the Slytherins stood a dense group of figures, the leader of which was Franklin rubbing his wand and smiling at him.

Almost instinctively, the Slattery in the lounge all bounced from their seats, drew their wands and aimed them at the person who came.

But it was too late. Before they could utter the spell, several blood-red rays of light flashed out from behind Franklin, and the wands in their hands were accurately bounced!

The faces of the Slytherins were ashen, and the number of the other party was almost innumerable. Now, in this situation, they may only be able to capture them.

"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies."

Franklin dipped his wand and approached the Slytherins step by step, and every time he took a step, Draco and the others would instinctively step back.

"Later, we will do a medical examination for everyone, and please cooperate with us, otherwise..."

Franklin swung his wand as he spoke, and a red glow shot out, smashing a piece of china in the window.

Franklin looked smug, this was the silent spell version of the weapon he had recently learned, and now it can be cast at will.

On the other hand, Draco's complexion was even darker. The porcelain just now was an antique from the East, worth hundreds of gold Galleons!

But he was obviously not stupid enough to say it in front of Franklin, because the Slytherins around him had already raised their hands in surrender.

Seeing this, Draco sighed and raised his hands up.

Immediately afterwards, a disaster began. Under the command of Franklin, the Slytherins who were sleeping in the bedroom were pulled out of the bed one by one and gathered in the lounge.

Afterwards, Zhou Hong stepped forward to use his abilities on them one by one. This time, due to the small number of people, he increased the intensity of using his abilities. If any of these people really assassinated Mike or were about to assassinate Mike, then he would definitely run away. Can't fall!

Draco in the crowd looked at the classmates who were caught looking at Zhou Hong one by one, almost despairing in his heart.

He still knew something about Zhou Hong's ability. He knew that if he didn't take some measures, he would definitely be exposed!

But, in the current situation, do you really have room to resist?

Draco looked at the crowded Slytherin lounge in front of him, thinking so desperately.

On the other hand, Zhou Hong didn't think much about it. With the help of the members of the mutual aid club, he moved quickly, and he quickly eliminated nearly half of the Slytherin students.

It stands to reason that those who have been screened by Zhou Hong can basically be ruled out as suspects, but those who came to the Slytherin lounge with Franklin didn't think much of it.

Anyone who has been checked by Zhou Hong will be arrested and tortured again!

This is going to cost these Slytherins their own lives. Zhou Hong's investigation is still gentle, and it ends after asking a few questions and looking at each other, but now these people in front of them are different. It was as if they were simply trying to get revenge on these usually arrogant Slytherins, and they came up with all kinds of weird tricks.

Like stuffing caterpillars in women's Slytherin pajamas, putting snakes in men's Slytherin pants, conjuring goats and licking the soles of those Slytherins...

For a time, the entire Slytherin lounge was in chaos, with cries, screams, and wild laughter sandwiched together. This huge movement even attracted many mermaids in the Black Lake to lie down and rest in Slytherin. Watch from the glass ceiling on the top floor of the room!

For all of this, Franklin ignored it. His only mission was to find the assassin, so his eyes were focused on Zhou Hong from beginning to end.

And Zhou Hong obviously did not let Franklin down. After a while, Zhou Hong finally came to Draco.

Two strong members of the mutual aid society controlled Draco one by one, and forcibly opened his eyelids to make them look at Zhou Hong.

"Have you assassinated Mike?"

Zhou Hong asked directly, and when Draco heard the words, he replied in a conditioned reflex:

"No! Absolutely not!"

Zhou Hong nodded and continued to ask:

"Do you want to kill Mike?"

As soon as this statement came out, the expression on Draco's face froze, but at the same time, a smile appeared on Zhou Hong's face.

He didn't need Draco to answer anymore, because the other party's inner thoughts had already told him the answer for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Franklin and said with a smile:

"Take him up."