Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Arthur left the principal's office.

He didn't do it entirely because of Harry and the others. As the commander of this Hogwarts raid, he had more and more important things to deal with, and he didn't have time to continue to spend it here.

You must know that their offensive mission this time is not only to kill the enemies inside Hogwarts, but to rule Hogwarts, which will face many problems, such as the handling of those remaining prisoners, and how to deal with them. Those Ministry reinforcements that may be long overdue.

The former is fairly simple, anyway, Chris has already built a new punishment room, so just throw all those prisoners into it.

But the latter is a little trickier.

If you want to ensure that Hogwarts is not taken away again, everyone, including Chris, must pay full attention and enter a state of highest alert.

In addition, it is also necessary to open the seal leading to the Masonic secret realm inside Hogwarts, so that the Masonic reinforcements can easily enter.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Harry and others.

The reason why Mike agreed to join them in this operation was just to ease the relationship between them.

At this moment, they looked at Arthur and left the principal's room without looking back, first stunned, and then Qi Qi heaved a sigh of relief.

I have to say that Arthur is putting a lot of pressure on the three of Harry now, and they only learned today that this man who usually stands in the corner with his sword in his arms and doesn't say a word has such terrifying power.

If it weren't for the protection of Dumbledore, they would not dare to stand in front of Arthur if they were given ten leopards.

At this time, the portrait of Dumbledore behind the three sighed softly:

"You misunderstood. That kid was just chatting with me, and he didn't mean to hurt me in any way."

"Uh...this..."

The three of Harry were a little speechless, and after a while stiff in place, Ron lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"We're just... just worried about you..."

"What stands in front of you now is nothing more than a magical portrait with the memory and thinking of Albus Dumbledore. I am dead, and the living are always more important than the dead.

Please keep this in mind! So next time you encounter this situation, I hope you can make protecting yourselves the highest priority. okay? "

Before Ron could finish his words, Dumbledore's portrait rushed to speak.

As soon as these words came out, the three people from the Ha people felt their hearts warm, and the atmosphere in the principal's office became calmer again.

Immediately afterwards, Ron and Harry, who had not seen Dumbledore for a long time, began to confide in Dumbledore about their recent peculiar experiences and how they were here today.

As for Hermione, she wanted to know more about magical portraits than to talk to Dumbledore like a child.

For example, what kind of experience it is to become a magical portrait, and whether the magical portrait is a continuation of the original owner's consciousness, or a brand new one, just like the existence of the original owner.

In the face of these three people, Dumbledore also answered all questions, and he smiled, looking like he was enjoying it.

You know, making magic portraits can be lonely.

Especially the portrait in the principal's office.

Except for the portrait of the silver-curly-haired witch, which can be secretly transferred to St. Mungo's for release, the rest of the portraits can basically only be sleeping or quarreling with each other every day.

The last time Harry came to see Dumbledore knitting wool socks, it wasn't that Dumbledore really wanted to do it, it was just to pass the time.

So, as a magical portrait, Dumbledore actually enjoyed the feeling of chatting with Harry and the others.

It's just that the good times will always pass. After a long chat, Ron and Hermione both left the headmaster's office, and only Harry found an excuse to stay alone.

In the empty office, only Harry and Dumbledore were left.

At this time, the expression on Harry's face gradually became serious. He stared at Dumbledore, who was still smiling genially in the portrait, and asked in a somewhat puzzled voice:

"Headmaster Dumbledore, remember the last time you asked me to protect the Invisibility Cloak?"

"Of course. Did something go wrong?"

Harry was silent for a while, and finally said through gritted teeth:

"I think you may be mistaken. Mike...he doesn't seem to be interested in the Deathly Hallows."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"You know, Mike has been a good friend of mine since I first entered Hogwarts. Therefore, he also knows that I have an invisibility cloak in my hand. I believe that with Mike's wisdom, he should It was easy to guess that it was the last Deathly Hallows.

So if he wants to, he can arrest me and torture the invisibility cloak. Even if I have learned Occlumency, there is still a good chance that information about the invisibility cloak will be leaked in the end. After all, that was Mike, and it wasn't a difficult thing for him.

So I've always been very nervous and afraid to face Mike.

But as you can see now, I am still standing in front of you safely, Mike never came to ask me about the invisibility cloak, not once.

So I want to say, about Mike, you...are you mistaken? "

Harry said what was on his mind in one breath, and then looked at Dumbledore nervously, gasping for breath.

God is pitiful, the pressure he has been under during this period of time is driving him crazy.

So he is now very eager to get the "Mike is a good man" answer from Dumbledore.

On the one hand, it is to help his friends get rid of suspicion, and on the other hand, it is also to relieve the huge mental pressure on him to a certain extent.

However, Dumbledore in the portrait of Wen Yan was lost in thought.

After all, he was just a magical portrait. Although he inherited Dumbledore's memory and way of thinking, he was not Dumbledore himself after all, so he didn't know how to answer Harry's question for a while.

Fortunately, Dumbledore's more than 100 years of life experience still gave him help. After a moment of contemplation, Dumbledore's frown finally stretched.

He looked at Harry with a slight smile and said:

"I know that I also have a deep understanding of Mike. He is one of the most talented little wizards I have ever seen in my life, and this powerful talent has made his colleagues invincible and let him Become a proud man. Just like when I gave him the elder wand, he was a little reluctant at the time. Such a proud man may indeed not be interested in the Deathly Hallows, because He doesn't even bother to rely on this to defeat death."

Hearing this, Harry nodded first, then seemed to realize something, widened his eyes and said:

"So you gave Mike's elder wand, not he took it. You gave him the elder wand, one of the Deathly Hallows, and now you want me to protect the invisibility cloak?"

"Cough cough... It's not important, you can use this as another means of protection." Dumbledore coughed awkwardly, "With Mike's current strength, as long as Mike himself is not interested in the Deathly Hallows, Then he will also become one of the strongest protectors of the Deathly Hallows, after all, the elder wand is still very good, and he will not be easily taken away."

Harry looked at Dumbledore with dissatisfaction, obviously not satisfied with the answer. Tenjin

But in the end, he breathed a sigh of relief and accepted Dumbledore's words.

After all, he didn't want to be the enemy of Mike from the heart, it was too tiring, and the winning rate was too low.

When Dumbledore saw this, he continued:

"But you can't let your guard down yet. Harry, even if Mike isn't interested in the Deathly Hallows himself, not the people around him. The temptation to conquer death is too great, and not everyone can resist it. Yes. Sometimes, these people will resort to more vicious methods than you think! So I hope you can continue to work hard, like Ignotus, the younger brother of the Peverells, to escape death. Hunt down, and finally defeat the Grim Reaper!"

Hearing this, Harry's expression also became solemn again, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and finally nodded to Dumbledore with a serious face.

"Good boy!"

Dumbledore said with satisfaction.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Harry.

"Huh? I think I heard someone talk about death."

"who!"

Harry turned his head in shock, and saw that Victor had come to the office at some point, leaning against the wall and picking his ears.

"Ah le le! Did I scare you? I'm so sorry."

Victor flicked the cerumen that didn't exist on his fingers, and although he said apologetic words, his expression did not look apologetic at all, instead he looked at Harry with piercing eyes.

Those eyes, as if a traveler who had been hungry for several days suddenly found a big meal and wanted to devour everything in front of him impatiently.

Harry naturally noticed the unkindness in Victor's eyes.

Under the tremendous pressure from Victor's eyes, Harry couldn't help but back away twice, but he still pulled out the wand in his pocket through gritted teeth.

"Tsk tsk, I have already apologized, why are you really angry?"

Victor raised his eyebrows, and the finger that had just clasped his ear flicked as he spoke witty words.

But unlike the ordinary finger snaps last time, Victor's finger snaps this time caused a sonic boom.

"boom!"

A fingernail whistled through the air, piercing Harry's wand-holding hand with lightning speed, and the blood-stained fingernail embedded itself in Dumbledore's portrait.

"what!"

A miserable howl came from Harry's mouth, Harry let go of his hand in pain, covered the wound with his other hand, and fell to the ground, the wand was thrown out.

The next moment Harry reacted, struggling to pick up his wand.

But the wand at this time had already been stepped on by Victor.

"Then now, Mr. Potter, and Headmaster Dumbledore. Can you explain to me what you just said about Death and Ignotus?"

Victor looked down at Harry condescendingly. Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still sharp and daunting.

As he spoke, he pointed the finger that had lost the fingernail at Harry, the blue light flashed on it, and the condensed energy seemed to pour out the next moment and hit Harry's body.

Harry couldn't care about the pain in his hand at this moment. He panted heavily, looked directly at Victor and said:

"Did you do this with Mike's consent?"

"Huh?" The smile on Victor's mouth stagnated, "You don't have to worry about it, you just need to answer my question."

"He doesn't know anything, just ask me if you want to ask."

Dumbledore, who was behind Harry, carefully bent over to avoid the fingernails embedded in the portrait, and came to the corner near Victor and said.

But Victor didn't have any intention of ignoring Dumbledore, and continued to stare at Harry.

Victor is also a graduate of Hogwarts, and he has a clear understanding of Dumbledore's cunning and ruthlessness.

Moreover, the other party is only a portrait now, and it is simply wishful thinking to get real information out of his mouth.

Under Victor's gaze, Harry sweated profusely.

He felt like he might die here today.

At this moment, a dark purple light shone in the slightly dim office with the curtains drawn.

Harry looked instinctively, and saw that Zhou Hong, who was in a state of transformation, appeared behind Victor at an unknown time.

"Victor, what are you doing?"

Zhou Hong's emotionless voice echoed in the office.

Hearing this, Victor retracted the blue-lighting finger, turned his head and smiled:

"Zhou Hong, you came so fast! Don't worry, I was just joking with Harry."

Zhou Hong didn't speak, he just stared at Victor blankly, and the purple awns that lingered all over his body became a bit more intense.

Victor shook his head helplessly, then walked towards the door with a smile.

And Zhou Hong didn't mean to stop him at all.

It wasn't until Victor left the office that Zhou Hong released his transformation into the windowsill, and his face also showed a bit of solemnity.

Harry crawled and picked up the wand on the ground and looked at Zhou Hong cautiously.

Seeing this, Zhou Hong's brows furrowed again. He looked at Harry and said slowly after a while:

"Dumbledore is right, you are like Ignotus now. The only difference is that Ignotus has only one death. But for you, each one is bewitched by the legend of the Deathly Hallows. Everyone is your death! If I were you, I would run away with a cloak. You know, Victor, I can still stop it, but some people..."

Zhou Hong did not continue talking, but turned his head and walked towards the door.

It was not until he was about to leave the office that he suddenly turned his head and continued:

"Harry, don't trust people too much, you must know that people's thoughts can change. There are some things that others may not care about now, but maybe later."

After saying that, Zhou Hong's figure disappeared from the door.

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