Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

What kind of experience is it to be thrown into a small black house and locked up?

Mike has pondered this question, and asked many people, but the answers he got were despair, pain, and warnings that he should never try.

Mike was a smart guy, a smart guy who knew how important it was to listen to other people's advice, so he didn't just lock himself in a little dark room to experience that feeling like his best friend Trevor in a previous life.

Especially after seeing the tragic situation when Trevor came out of the little black house, he put this incident on his life blacklist.

But although Mike had already imagined that feeling in the most terrifying way, when he was actually in the little dark room, he realized how naive his original imagination was.

It's no wonder that Trevor strongly suggested that he try it out after he came out. Those who haven't experienced it personally will not understand it.

Thinking of this, Mike's mouth couldn't help but raise a wry smile.

It's been a long time since he woke up for the first time, maybe a day or a week, in short, how many days Mike doesn't know, because it's dark here, and there is no time reference.

But during this time, his body and mind were severely damaged.

At the beginning, he just felt very bored. After all, he couldn't move here, couldn't see anything, couldn't sense the flow of time, and all he could hear was his heartbeat and breathing.

But soon, this feeling of being almost completely deprived of vision made Mike instinctively irritable.

He started struggling, screaming, cursing!

But no matter how hard he tried, the environment he was in still didn't change, it was always that darkness, and it was always a dead silence!

The most important thing is that my inner irritability has not been weakened by these venting behaviors.

It was only at this moment that Mike realized that he was doing completely useless work.

So he started trying to put himself to sleep, which was a very natural idea, after all, the time passed faster when he fell asleep.

But unfortunately, being in a silent environment for a long time has made the microphone's hearing especially sharp. The originally slight heartbeat gradually became roaring like a muffled thunder, and the rapid gasping sound became as harsh as the whistling of the wind!

Under this huge noise,

Although he was very sleepy, he just couldn't sleep!

Under this terrifying torture, the fire of resentment in Mike's heart is thriving. He hates everything, and in his mind fantasizes about smashing Dumbledore into thousands of pieces, and using this to kill the painful time.

The dry magic in his body was running wildly under the mobilization of this extreme emotion, and it broke through the limit and forcibly recovered a little.

It's a pity that this magic power is still too little.

Under the forcible suppression of unknown energy from the outside world, Mike still could not release any magic.

Perhaps it was because Mike's hatred was too strong, or it was simply because he had been deprived of his vision for a long time.

He floated in front of Mike and looked at Mike quietly. His eyes were as calm as water, and his expression was kind, but in Mike's eyes, it was so ugly, so ugly that Mike's body couldn't restrain himself and began to lean forward with his mouth open. I want to take such a bite on the opponent's body!

Strangely, they weren't too far apart, but no matter how hard Mike tried he could never touch him.

In fact, Mike is also very clear in his heart that this is completely his own hallucination.

Maybe he really is crazy.

However, just when Mike was about to fall into madness, a white light came from right in front of Mike.

It was like a sharp sword, which ripped through the darkness fiercely, and ripped through the illusory Dumbledore floating in front of Mike's eyes, shining straight on Mike's face.

Mike's eyes that had been in the dark for a long time couldn't adapt to the sudden light. He instinctively closed his eyes, but Mike forcibly suppressed this instinct and stared greedily at a pair of bloodshot eyes. The light in front of you.

This! It was the only change in his world for so long!

So even though his pupils had already shrunk to a small dot, even though his eyes were stinging and shedding tears under the stimulation of strong light, and he couldn't see at all, he still refused to close them. Eyes up!

After an unknown amount of time, Mike's eyes finally got used to the strong light.

The dazzling white light in front of his eyes began to gradually dim, and the surrounding scene began to slowly enter his eyes.

Mike finally saw this prison where he had been imprisoned for an unknown amount of time!

This is a huge sealed space, and the wall and ceiling at the edge are joined together, showing a perfect snow-white semicircle, as if someone had turned a huge white porcelain bowl upside down.

But below the entire space is not a snow-white substance like a wall, but a bottomless pool.

It is not accurate to say that it is a pool. Strictly speaking, it should be a mercury pool, because the liquid is shining with a metallic luster. If it is not because it has been flowing slowly, Mike will definitely think that it is a large piece of smooth metal plate. .

As for Mike himself, he was tied to a huge silver-white cross that was floating above the mercury pool.

Mike looked at all of this with a dull expression, and the stimulated blood-red eyes were full of inconceivable.

He knows this place.

Here... is the 'Dead Sea Prison'!

The so-called Dead Sea naturally refers to the large piece of mercury-like liquid that is slowly flowing below the microphone.

It is an extremely mysterious liquid. It is extremely dense and has no buoyancy in any sense. Any creature that sinks into it will be drowned in desperation, and it can evaporate a poisonous liquid like mercury. steam.

But unlike mercury vapor, the role of this Dead Sea vapor is to suppress all energy in living things, including magic, physical, and spiritual power.

This also makes it the same as the legendary dead lake, and no creatures, not even birds and wizards, can fly over it.

This mysterious liquid comes from a special secret realm. There is no life or land in that secret realm, but only an ocean completely composed of mysterious liquid, so that secret realm is also called the Dead Sea secret realm. txt

Such a secret realm originally had no development value, but its characteristics just met some of the needs of the Ministry of Magic, so the liquid inside was brought out, thus creating the Dead Sea prison in front of Mike's eyes.

Mike can know that this "Dead Sea Prison" is entirely because there is such a prison in the Magic Congress of the United States, and the reason why that prison is famous is because it once imprisoned the first Dark Lord - Grindelwald!

He really didn't expect that the place used to imprison him would be such a famous special prison!

'So, I'm in the US? ’

Mike couldn't help but think so, but he quickly overturned his idea, because Dumbledore had no reason at all to hand himself over to the American Magic Congress.

Just when he was confused, a small hole was suddenly opened on the white outer wall of the cell, and then a person walked out of it and stepped on the small floating platform at the door.

Mike recognized the person almost instantly, and then the anger that had just eased a little bit surged into his heart again. He gritted his teeth and roared:

"Chris Flint!"

"Mike Townley, long time no see."

Chris bent down and saluted Mike, speaking slowly with an elegant gesture.

At the same time, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

But after seeing this smile, Mike calmed down. He looked up and down Chris, and soon focused on the robe the other party was wearing.

It was a very delicate thick robe, a bit like the Hogwarts school uniform robe, but it was much more delicate, and it had a special luster on its surface.

The robe is all purple, with a delicate silver W embroidered on the left chest, but on the sleeves and neckline, there are special shield-shaped symbols sewn with gold thread, which represent the badge of the Ministry of Magic!

This robe Mike has seen before, it was during the last trial of Harry Potter in the Wizengamore Council. At that time, all members of the Wizengamore Council except Dumbledore were wearing this style. The robes on their bodies, except that none of their robes had those gold threads, and the only guy on the scene with a pattern of gold threads sewn on them was Fudge, who was the Minister of Magic at the time!

Mike's eyes narrowed to a slit, he looked at Chris coldly, and said slowly:

"So, you're now Minister for Magic?"

"Oh? Did you see that? That's rare, and I thought a Muggle-born wizard like you wasn't very familiar with such a hidden sign."

Chris looked happy, he pointed to the gold pattern on his neckline.

But in the face of his words, Mike did not have any meaning to speak up.

"Mike, do you know what's the biggest difference between you and me?" Chris didn't care about Mike's silence, raised his eyebrows and continued, "That's when I know I'll win! To be honest, even without Deng Brido's intervention is definitely a loser, because the power in my hands is far beyond your imagination! You have always been like a brainless man who only rushes forward without thinking. I know that your every move is under my control! Sometimes, in order to make your progress more smoothly, I even have to help you! I am really worried about your IQ!"

Chris let out a long breath, with a satisfied look on his face, as if he had held these words in his heart for a long time.

"Do you think you've won? You know I'm not dead yet."

Mike's indifferent voice came slowly, Chris pouted, looked at Mike with a sarcastic expression, and said:

"Don't worry, you'll be dead soon."

After saying that, Chris beckoned, and the giant cross that bound Mike floated behind him, and followed him out of the prison.

Outside the cell, dozens of Aurors were waiting in battle. As soon as Mike appeared, they all took out their wands and aimed them at the cross.

Chris didn't stop, he just walked in front of him slowly, walked down the long corridor with the bound Mike and the escorted Aurors, got on the magic elevator, and finally Arrived at a place that Mike is quite familiar with - the Magic Judgment Hall!

During this period, Mike kept his eyes closed and said nothing, as if he was closing his eyes and resting.

But in fact, Mike is looking for an opportunity to escape. It must be known that the magic and spiritual power in his body have begun to slowly recover as soon as he left the Dead Sea Prison, followed by the return of magic perception.

It's a pity that the Aurors around him were too vigilant, and Mike never found any chance.

In desperation, Mike had to give up the idea of ​​running away halfway and opened his eyes.

They have entered the courtroom.

Different from the courtroom in the last trial of Harry Potter, the courtroom they were in at the moment was a stepped semicircular structure similar to a university classroom. The long tables of the presiding judge and the rest of the judges were located throughout the courtroom. At the lowest point, the remaining rows of seats that extend up the stairs belong to the public seats.

As for the jury composed of all Wizengamore members, it was located on a high platform on the far right of the trial hall, looking up at everyone present.

The public seats are full at the moment. Thanks to Mike's story of killing Voldemort, this public trial can be described as a high-profile public trial. Almost everyone wants to see with their own eyes the man who protected the entire magic world of the country but committed monstrous crimes. Young wizard of crime.

Unfortunately, due to limited seats, not everyone can sit here and watch the public trial up close.

Only a small fraction of the people sitting in that crowded public seat today are celebrities who came to watch the trial out of curiosity; the rest of the audience were almost all journalists invited by the Ministry of Magic.

They will record the entire process of the public trial, and convert these into text and publish it in tomorrow's newspaper for other people who can't be there to watch.

Undoubtedly, when Mike appeared bound to the cross, the entire Judgment Hall was shocked.

The reporters stood up with a swipe, and the magic camera they held in their hands kept flashing, and some excited reporters even rushed down the stand, wanting to take a close-up shot of Mike.

Of course, they were eventually pushed back by the Aurors.

Compared with them, those celebrities are much quieter. Although they are also stretching their heads to look around, their butts are still firmly glued to their seats, maintaining their final elegance.

As the interim manager of the Los Santos Group, Penello is naturally a socialite.

So she also appeared in the stands.

But unlike the others around her who were still trying their best to remain graceful, she had already stood up at this moment, trembling as she looked at the familiar figure under the stage who was being escorted in!

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