Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the miniature fireball emitted by Mike slammed straight into the puppet target in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a flame exploded from it.

It's just that the flame didn't spread around like a regular explosion, but spread out close to the doll's body as if it was under control, and finally spelled out two words on the doll, goodluck. ,good luck.

Everyone's mouth grew in surprise, even the officials of the wizard examination department who invigorated the exam.

The difference is that the students were only amazed at the visual effect of Mike's fireball, but the wizards invigilating the test saw more.

Sometimes it is more difficult to reduce the power of the spell than to increase the power of the spell. From Mike's fire spell just now, Mike showed amazing spell control and accuracy, not to mention Mike still uses silent casting!

To be honest, with a magic level like Mike's, let alone the owls exam, you can get excellent results if you go directly to the newl level exam.

"Yes, yes, he really deserves to be Mr. Flitwick's proud apprentice." Whitebeard restrained the surprise on his face and pretended to be nonchalant, "Next is the Flying Curse, let's start."

Nodding his head, Mike still did not recite the spell or wave the spell, but directly hooked his fingers at the parchment and let the parchment fly into his hand.

The students behind Mike all sighed in astonishment, while Whitebeard and the others also looked at each other in dismay, some couldn't believe what had just happened in front of them.

Are all the little wizards so powerful now? Can you use both the Silent Mantra and the Wandless Mantra?

But just when everyone was stunned again, Mike spoke up.

"Excuse me, can I go now?"

"Huh? Hmm!" Whitebeard froze for a moment and said, "Very good, you can go now."

Mike saluted them very politely, and then strolled out of the exam room.

Outside the exam room, Professor Flitwick was still waiting patiently, but this time he didn't make a fuss as he did in the morning. He was still very confident in Mike's spell strength.

The two were chatting and laughing outside the exam room, waiting for the others to come out. Halfway through, Professor Flitwick asked Mike to go back to review the Transfiguration exam for tomorrow, but Mike was unwilling.

Mike cherished the days he spent with Professor Flitwick as he was now, knowing that Voldemort would be fully back in the near future.

It's really hard for them to continue living like this until that time.

It was not until the sun slowly went down that the last candidate walked out of the examination room. At this time, there were two more people who were with Mike and Professor Flitwick. They were Ron and Hermione. The last candidate to come out is officially Harry.

"Harry, you..."

Ron, who was still kicking the wall in boredom, was instantly refreshed when he saw Harry appearing. He laughed and wanted to speak, but Mike stopped him as soon as he said it.

There was no reason for it. Harry's expression was extremely gloomy at the moment, and it seemed that he did not pass the exam.

At this point, Professor Flitwick sighed, came to Harry and patted his shoulder lightly, without saying a word.

Harry's eyes were starting to turn red, but he was holding back his tears.

"Okay, let's go eat first, don't think about those bad things!"

Mike shouted loudly,

Throwing Harry down.

But this was also a good excuse to hide his emotions. After Harry hummed softly, he followed Mike and the others to the restaurant.

The level of dinner this time was a bit better than at noon, but unfortunately, except for Mike and Ron, all of them had no appetite.

Harry had failed the Practical Exercise of Charms in the afternoon, and as for Hermione, she had already been rehearsing for the Transfiguration written test tomorrow morning.

Mike felt a little speechless about this. In fact, with Hermione's knowledge, there was no need to be so nervous when facing the owls-level Transfiguration exam.

Shaking his head, Mike, who had finished dinner, said goodbye to the three of them softly, and returned to the bedroom alone.

"Shuke, how's the staffing going?"

Mike, who had returned to the dormitory, was talking to himself while taking off his coat, and as soon as his voice fell, a house elf kneeling on one knee suddenly appeared in the corner.

"Master, all 50 elite wizards have been mobilized in the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory, which is currently under the management of Mr. Arthur. In addition, we have more than 200 wizards who have received preliminary training and have certain combat abilities and can be put into use. ."

Hearing Shuke's report in his ear, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

Mike is very clear that this war in the Ministry of Magic will definitely break out, and then fighting those ordinary wizards in the environment of the Ministry of Magic will only be cannon fodder to attract firepower, and only the most elite wizards can be hit hard. Dead Apostles, even killed or wounded Voldemort.

In order to ensure that he can dispatch his hands to fight at any time, Mike has already begun to mobilize his own men to mobilize elite wizards.

Now that all the 50 elite wizards have arrived at the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory, it is undoubtedly good news for Mike, because this means that they can be sent to the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory at any time through the large cargo flyway network in the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory. Start fighting wherever you have a link to the Floo network.

"Very good, now connect me to Arthur, I want to talk to him directly."

Mike said softly, while hearing that Shuke quickly raised a double-sided mirror to Mike's face.

There was a thick fog in the double-sided mirror, which made Mike unable to see the scene in the mirror at all, but Mike was not panic at all, he knew very well that this was the performance of the double-sided mirror being connected.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the fog on the mirror to slowly dissipate, and an uncle's face full of stubble appeared in front of Mike.

"Hi! Mike, how are you?"

Seeing that the familiar uncle in the mirror was greeting him, Mike was stunned.

"You...you're Arthur? How did you get this way?"

Mike asked uncertainly, and the latter said a little embarrassedly:

"Uh, my life is indeed a bit absurd these days. Every day is a date, and my body is a little overwhelmed. But don't worry, I'll take a hot bath and shave in a while."

"I hope you can temporarily stop your absurd daily life." Mike said solemnly, "I still need you to lead those 50 elite wizards ready to fight at any time! You have been so absurd as a commander, you let me What do your people think of you?"

Arthur in the mirror scratched his head in embarrassment and continued to apologize.

But just as Mike was about to continue speaking, there was a knock on his door.

Seeing this, Mike quickly put away the double-sided mirror and went to open the door, but after opening the door, three equally anxious faces of Harry, Ron and Hermione appeared in front of him.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"Mike, it's not good, I just had a nightmare again!"

Harry breathed heavily. He was still wearing the nightgown that Mrs. Weasley had given him, and the long bangs on his head were soaked in sweat and drooping weakly on his forehead, looking very embarrassed.

"We have to notify Dumbledore as soon as possible!" Heshun novel heshun168

Hermione and Ron on the side also echoed, and this remark also reminded Harry, he eagerly grabbed Mike's hand and said loudly:

"Yes, we must hurry up and tell Dumbledore, this time I dreamed of Sirius he..."

"Don't worry, Harry." Mike interrupted, "Come in first, I can use Legilimency directly on you later about the details of the dream."

Saying that, Mike moved out of the way and welcomed the three of Harry in.

Then Mike used Legilimency on Harry non-stop, and in order to ensure a clear view of the relevant dream memories, Mike's Legilimency Charm also used the maximum power this time.

As before, Mike invaded Harry's brain almost effortlessly, and as soon as he entered, Mike was surprised to find that he was in the hall of prophecy he had seen before, and like last time, Mike this time. He couldn't control his body either, so he could only watch this movie-like memory from the perspective of a bystander.

Slowly, Mike began to move, and he walked forward slowly.

Through perception, Mike can clearly feel that his current body is in a state of tension, and as his body moves forward, his heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

The hall of prophecy in front of me was a gray area, and there were shelves full of piles all around me, and I was walking aimlessly on these shelves, but I didn't know if it was a reflection of the special nature of the dream, the chair For a long time, Mike did not see the end of the Prophecy Hall, as if this space was infinite.

But it all ended when Mike suddenly turned a corner, because he unexpectedly saw the end of the corridor after turning a corner!

It was a black-blue stone wall, and on the floor below the wall, there was a mass of black things wriggling on the ground, like an injured animal.

Mike was shocked to find that the body that was now providing him with vision suddenly became excited. He slowly walked towards the black shadow on the ground. At the same time, a cold, high-pitched voice without any kindness came from his mouth. sent out.

"Get it for me! Quick, take it down...I can't touch it...only you can..."

The voice is short and continuous, like a python is swallowing its snake letter!

Mike's scalp was about to explode, and almost instantly he understood the identity of the body that provided him with vision - Voldemort!

And the black thing on the floor moved slightly when he heard the words. Mike clearly saw a pale, slender hand stretched out directly under his field of vision, holding a magic wand and pointing at the black group. film.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

A shimmer of light flashed, and the dark shadow on the floor burst into a scream of pain, and only at this moment did Mike realize that the shadow was actually a human being, to be precise, a man!

The man struggled to get up, but wriggled and fell to the ground.

Mike's present body burst into a burst of laughter, and then he pointed his wand at the man, and said softly in a dreamy tone:

"I'm waiting..."

The man on the floor was trembling all over. He propped his body up with extreme difficulty, and at the same time raised his head and looked at Mike.

His face was covered in smudges and blood, but Mike still recognized him as Sirius Black!

"I will never!"

Sirius spoke sternly and firmly.

"You have the same backbone as your brother, Blake." Voldemort's icy voice sounded again, "but I believe you will give in eventually, because we have time to talk slowly, and I believe you will eventually give in Yes. So, hurry up and give it to me..."

Before Voldemort could finish his words, he saw Blake on the ground spit at him fiercely.

"Snapped!"

The dark red spit fell weakly to Voldemort's feet. After doing all this, Black seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell to the ground weakly.

His jaw slammed into the hard floor, making a muffled sound, followed by a stream of blood slowly slipping from the corner of Blake's mouth.

"It's really good..."

Voldemort's voice became more and more cold, and the terrifying killing intent contained in it, even Mike couldn't help shivering.

However, Blake in front of him grinned open his mouth, revealing his blood-stained teeth, silently mocking Voldemort.

The pale arm holding the wand moved again, and with his movement, Black let out a more violent scream than the last time.

At this moment, Mike found that everything in front of him had disappeared - the dream was over!

Mike opened his eyes, and in front of him was Harry, who was already in tears. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

In order to let Mike see the most accurate memory, Harry had been recalling that nightmare when Mike invaded Harry's brain just now.

And the memory of Blake being tortured again was undoubtedly painful for Harry.

"Mike, tell Dumbledore, we have to save Sirius! He's dying!"

Harry whimpered, but Mike didn't talk to him, let alone comfort him, but took out the double-sided mirror that Dumbledore gave him from his carry-on pocket and wiped it.

Following Mike's movements, mist slowly appeared on the double-sided mirror, and then the mist gradually dissipated, revealing Dumbledore's old face with white beard and hair.

"Children, what's the matter so late?"

"Dumbledore!" x3

The three of Harry shouted excitedly, seeing Dumbledore also noticed the abnormality, and cast his increasingly serious eyes to Mike.

"I have to go to your place immediately, Harry just had another nightmare." Mike said neatly, "I will bring you the specific memory fragment later, but you must confirm Sirius Black right now. whereabouts, that's important."

"Understood, I'll arrange someone, see you later."

Dumbledore obviously understood the importance of the matter, and did not ask Mike what happened, but simply cut off the connection of the double-sided mirror.

Putting away the double-sided mirror, Mike said to Harry with a stern face:

"Stay here and don't go anywhere, I'll be back for you later."

Harry looked at Mike helplessly with his mouth open, tears streaming down his face.

He also knew very well that he hadn't mastered the Occlumency Spell, and was not qualified to meet Dumbledore with Mike at all, so he nodded decisively.

Mike turned around and was about to leave, but he was pulled back by Harry again.

"Please... please bring Black back! Please!"

Looking at the distraught Harry, Mike nodded firmly.

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