Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

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The welcome dinner ended successfully. Under the watchful eyes of the faculty and staff on the stage, the prefects of each college took action and began to leave the venue in an orderly manner with their own students.

The Ravenclaws looked very excited, and they were still singing the school song in various strange tunes while exiting the stage, and there would be bursts of laughter from time to time in the team.

Many Gryffindors had complicated expressions on their faces.

The new Ministry of Magic was Mike Townley, who had just left Ravenclaw, and the new Headmaster was Professor Flitwick, Head of Ravenclaw House.

This is already a clear signal.

The House Cups in the next few years will probably be Ravenclaw House.

Of course, the students from the other two colleges saw this change, but they were much calmer.

After all, it was strange that Slytherin had been bullied as an unlucky person, and Hufflepuff, they didn't care who the Academy Cup belonged to.

Probably only the competitive Gryffindor would feel a little unbalanced.

In this way, the teams of the four academies separated outside the auditorium and returned to their lounges.

At this time, the Gryffindor lounge has been completely new, not only the oil lamp has been replaced by the Ministry of Magic, but even the sofa tables and chairs in the lounge that have been used for many years have been replaced by brand new leather. Sofa and large cloth chairs.

This made the senior students immediately excited, and some of them even screamed and jumped on the soft sofa, buried their heads in the sofa, took a deep breath, and finally raised their faces in surprise. head, shouting:

"Merlin's beard, this sofa has no smell at all! This is really good! You know that no matter how many times you clean it, you can't get rid of the smell on the old rotten sofa!"

Hermione looked at the group of boring boys helplessly. In her opinion, this behavior was extremely childish.

Then she instinctively turned her head to look, but saw that Ron was also about to move.

"Hey!"

Hermione frowned and slapped Ron hard, who immediately raised his hands in surrender.

Ron rolled his eyes,

Hermione then began to preach to the freshmen about the rules of Hogwarts and how to be a good Gryffindor.

It's a job that every house needs to do every year, so Hermione does it very well.

The students were also very afraid of Hermione, a stern and short-tempered prefect (concluded after witnessing Hermione beating Ron), so they cooperated very well with Hermione's work.

This eased Hermione's irritable and melancholy mood a little.

After all the work was done, Hermione went back to the bedroom.

Several of her roommates were still sharing their experiences during the vacation, and some even asked about Hermione.

But Hermione had no intention of chatting with them.

She is so tired.

Although she had already slept on the train, it was still a drop in the bucket for her fatigue from the long-distance running in the past few days.

She even felt more tired after waking up on the train.

Silently lying back on her long-lost bed, feeling the softness of the bed and the pleasant smell of the sun on it, Hermione only felt a sudden peace of mind.

The voices of the surrounding classmates gradually decreased, and Hermione gradually fell asleep.

This is happening all over Hogwarts.

While the changes at Hogwarts had excited the students for no apparent reason, they were still incredibly sleepy after a long day in the car.

In the end, it can only be compromised with sleepiness.

With the last magic lamp in the castle extinguished, Hogwarts also seemed to fall asleep.

At the same time, the door of the principal's office was suddenly opened.

This movement woke up the portrait of Headmaster Black, who was sleeping inside. He instinctively turned his head to look, but was surprised to find that the door was empty.

The door seemed to be blown open by the wind.

But how is that possible?

The windows in the office are closed!

Principal Black shook his head, gave up thinking, and decided to just pretend that nothing happened.

However, just as he was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep, he found that the door was suddenly closed.

He narrowed his originally small eyes, and his eyes became dangerous.

Now he can be sure.

Something must have slipped in that he couldn't see!

Headmaster Black rolled his eyes, trying to rely on clues to observe the movement of the creature.

But the next moment, the space in front of him suddenly burst into waves, and then a human head appeared out of thin air in front of him.

"what……"

Headmaster Black screamed in horror, but he had barely made a sound when a wand was resting on his mouth.

"To shut up!"

An extremely depressed and annoyed voice sounded from the head.

Principal Black hurriedly covered his mouth and nodded again and again.

And through the hand holding the wand, Black finally understood that what stood in front of him at the moment was not a monster with only a head, but a wizard in an invisibility cloak.

Since it's human, don't be afraid.

Headmaster Black coughed twice and said in a dignified manner:

"Who are you? Do you know where this place is?"

The figure did not answer his question, but bypassed him on his own, and came to the portrait of Dumbledore.

At this time, Dumbledore had also been awakened by Headmaster Black's scream just now. He looked at the figure in the shadow doubtfully, and after a while, a smile finally appeared on his face, and said:

"Harry!"

Hearing that, the figure was stunned, but nodded and said:

"Yes, it's me."

Headmaster Black, who was on the side, looked at Dumbledore, then looked at Harry, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Who else did I think it was! What a bastard!"

After speaking, he ignored the two and closed his eyes again.

Harry completely ignored Headmaster Black's words. At this moment, he stood so silently, staring at Dumbledore in the portrait in front of him with complicated eyes.

Since the invisibility cloak first spoke to him that day in Iceland, he found that his invisibility cloak seemed to be different.

This is bullshit.

Talking cloaks are naturally different.

But at the same time as it can speak, its invisibility has become so powerful that it is a bit puzzling for Harry.

But this is also a good thing. It was with this invisibility cloak that Harry escaped the pursuit (searching) of Mike many times, and bypassed the numerous restrictions in Hogwarts.

So for this invisibility cloak, Harry actually likes it very much. He even gave it a name called 'Death Cloak', which just caters to the fable of the three Peverell brothers and its identity as the Deathly Hallows. .

And the reason why he is here now is more luck than relying on the powerful ability of the Cloak of Death.

You must know that the headmaster of Hogwarts usually rests in the headmaster's office, which is both their office and their bedroom.

Just like Dumbledore, he slept in the office all year round.

But Professor Flitwick is different. Professor Flitwick suffers from bed dependence, so even if he has become the principal, he still goes back to his small room to sleep every day.

It is said that this will give him enough security.

As for the password, it's even simpler.

For Harry, who often goes in and out of the headmaster's office, Dumbledore's rules for changing his passwords are really clear to him. Flitwick has just taken office and hasn't had time to change his passwords. He just needs to try one by one.

There are too many things that have happened to him recently, and it has created too many doubts in his heart.

And he came here with such a big thought, just to ask Dumbledore to clarify.

If you have any questions, you will find Dumbledore, which is already his conditioned reflex.

Thinking of this, Harry sighed deeply, looked at Dumbledore, who was still waiting for him to speak, and said:

"Headmaster Dumbledore, what you told me before about the Deathly Hallows, are you sure it's true?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I heard some other words from elsewhere." Harry said with a tangled face, but he gritted his teeth and said, "It said...it said that the Three Hallows of the Death can be brought back to life once the Three Hallows are gathered. "

Dumbledore was silent, he looked at Harry solemnly, and said in a stern tone:

"The three Deathly Hallows must never be collected!"

"But……"

"No buts!" Dumbledore continued. "I myself had the opportunity to collect all three Deathly Hallows, but I didn't do it! Isn't that enough to prove it?"

Harry lowered his head, he didn't know how to refute Dumbledore.

However, a sharp voice suddenly sounded from Harry's ear.

'He's lying! Don't listen to him, Harry! Go collect the Deathly Hallows! Once the Deathly Hallows are collected, it will not only resurrect the dead, but also all your wishes will come true! ’

Hearing this, Harry's originally dilated pupils condensed into a small dot again.

This change in Harry did not escape Dumbledore's eyes. He frowned and looked back and forth on Harry's half-hidden body, and finally said:

"Your cloak is awakened, right?"

"How did you know?"

Harry said it instinctively, but then reacted again and quickly covered his mouth.

"The invisibility cloak on your body has been kept by me until now, and of course I have seen the guy hiding in the cloak. Let me guess, it should also tell you about the Deathly Hallows' ability to resurrect the dead. Bar?"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the sound of the cloak began to ring in Harry's ears, trying to stop Harry from speaking about it.

The harsh sound made Harry instinctively frown and cover his ears.

But out of trust in Dumbledore, he finally nodded.

Seeing this, Dumbledore's face showed a clear look, he sighed and said:

"It must be telling you that as long as you gather the Three Holy Artifacts of Death, let alone resurrect the dead, all your other wishes can also be fulfilled, right?"

"How did you know?"

"Hey, it said the same thing to me. And after my research, it's true."

"Really?! Then why did you..."

"Because you can't afford to do that!" Harry was interrupted by Dumbledore's growl before he could finish his words, "The Three Hallows are not a wishing machine, nor is it a resurrection of the dead. Tools, they are a communicator that calls to the ancient gods!

Those ancient gods are far more powerful than us! They are ancient and omnipotent, and have always lived in a place that we cannot understand!

And if you call an ancient god's name without authorization, do you know what will happen? "

Harry paused, and was about to shake his head when he saw Dumbledore continue:

"It's like you suddenly see an ant calling your name and begging you for a cube of candy... (Many people have heard this story, so I'm no longer in water. Those who haven't heard of it, search for it by themselves, 'Why?' Humans can't be called by ants'.) Now you understand? We must not disturb those existences without authorization, and that will cause many unforeseen and terrible consequences, and most of these consequences are caused by you, not only us, the whole world. Unbearable!"

Seemingly because he was too excited, Dumbledore was panting with a flushed face in the portrait.

But Harry, who was opposite him, clenched his fists when he heard the words, gritted his teeth and said:

"In other words, although there is little hope, those things called ancient gods can indeed help people realize their wishes, right?"

The expression on Dumbledore's face suddenly became hideous, he reached out and pressed it on the picture frame, and roared piercingly:

"No! You still don't understand! Harry, you can't do that! It's only going to bring endless disaster and..."

"Professor Snape is dead!!"

Harry's roar stopped Dumbledore abruptly. He stared blankly at Harry before saying in disbelief after a long time:

"Severus he... he died?"

"That's right!" said Harry, kicking his red eyes, and the cold water kept slipping from his eyes like broken pearls. "He died to protect me! He died in front of me! Before you died, you told me everything! Including everything you did to me! And that damn prophecy!"

Dumbledore seemed to have suddenly aged ten years. His mouth kept opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just said with a choked voice:

"I'm very sorry."

"What's the use of being sorry? All along, you have been kidnapping me with responsibility and forcing me to pay for others! Why is this! Ah? Why me?"

Harry roared and stepped back, and when he finally retreated to the corner of the wall, the corner of his mouth suddenly rose, and he took a flashlight from his pocket and pointed it at Dumbledore.

"This is... Mystery!" Dumbledore's eyes widened, "You have also been exposed to the knowledge of Mystery? My Merlin! Harry, stop now, those who use Mysteries without authorization will attack you... …”

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, Harry flipped the switch, and then a faint blue light shone through the office.

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