Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 1 Orphans
Late night, July 1991, 7, London.

In an alley, a blond boy was confronting a big black dog with withered coat.

The young man held a short metal stick in his right hand, which should have been dismantled from some kind of machinery, and there were burrs on the fracture of the top of the short stick.

The boy moved his right foot back and bowed slightly in a fighting style. Behind him were several huge trash cans. The garbage piles in the buckets were so high that they still emitted a stench.But the target of this one-man-one-dog confrontation is obviously this pile of rubbish.

In the darkness not far from the alley, two figures were observing this scene.

One of the old men with a long white beard said softly, "Minerva, do you think he can scare that dog away?"

"We can't just watch that kid fight that dog, he will get hurt! Professor!" The tall slender woman on the side seemed very dissatisfied, her lips were tightly pressed together, the wrinkles on her face trembled as she opened and closed her mouth, and she spoke In the meantime, he drew out his wand as a gesture to step forward.

The white-bearded old man reached out his hand and stopped her, "Wait."

At the same time, in the alley.

The big black dog seemed to be unable to hold back the hunger in his belly, and its big mouth full of fangs and saliva rushed towards the boy.

On the other side, the boy stared closely at the black shadow that was rushing towards him, and suddenly bowed slightly to the right to avoid the bite of the big black dog.At the same time, he swung out the short stick in his hand. The initial speed of the short stick was not fast, but it suddenly accelerated in the middle, turning into an afterimage and smashing towards the big black dog.

The big black dog fell to the ground whimpering, then got up quickly, with its tail tightly clamped between its legs, turned around and fled out of the alley limping, the club just now broke its right front leg.

"It seems that our little Mike won." The old man with white beard narrowed his eyes and smiled.

In the alley, Mike didn't seem to intend to just let the big black dog try to snatch food from him.

I saw Mike quickly approaching the big black dog with a few steps, holding a short stick in his right hand and smashing towards the big black dog's waist.

The right front leg of the big black dog was injured, and its moving speed was greatly reduced. With its back to Mike, it was only focused on moving forward with a limp at this time.

puff!sound.The big black dog fell to the ground again.

Mike, on the other hand, sat on the big black dog's body, smashing the short stick in his hand at the big black dog's head.

After an unknown amount of time, Mike gasped heavily and stopped, and the big black dog under him had long been silent.The dog's head was already bloody, and there was a small pool of blood under its body that was slowly expanding.

After recovering his breath, Mike stood up, holding a short stick in one hand and dragging the big black dog in the other, and walked towards the darkness outside the alley, without even looking at the trash can they had just fought over.

Not far away, the two watching the battle looked at each other speechlessly.What happened in the short few minutes just now was beyond their expectations.

These two people are Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and the headmaster of Hogwarts Gryffindor College, and the professor of transfiguration.

Originally they thought that Mike, a boy under 11 years old, should focus on scaring away or repelling a vicious dog that was as tall as his waist, but what they never expected was that Mike actually chose to fight back. Kill this big black dog, and depending on the situation, prepare to make it your own dinner.

Professor McGonagall turned his head stiffly and looked at Dumbledore. "After all, he is an orphan who has been wandering for 5 years. If he had been merciful, he might have died a long time ago. He is still a child, Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall said in a tone Persuasion meant that she knew Dumbledore too well, and what Mike did would undoubtedly arouse Dumbledore's dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, Minerva. I can tell that the child's nature is not bad, let alone teachers like us?" Dumbledore did not turn around, and continued to look at the darkness where Mike disappeared.

And our Mike obviously didn't notice that two wizards just witnessed what he did, and at this time he was humming a ditty and walking on the empty road.

Mike came out to look for food this time, and his original target was the trash cans on his site.These European and American countries may have excess resources, and residents have the habit of wasting food.Thanks to this bad habit, Mike can always gain something every day.

And this time Mike's luck was obviously good, there was a big black dog that came out by itself to serve as Mike's dinner.With a better choice, Mike would naturally stop digging through those stinky trash cans.Even if I am a homeless orphan, I don't have the right to despise dirty, but it's better to be clean. If it's too dirty, it's easy to get sick.

Yes, Mike is an orphan.In theory he should stay in an orphanage, but Mike knows that not every orphanage is as beautiful as they say.In fact, many orphanages are engaged in human trafficking in disguise.

Their clients are so strange that even couples with serious criminal records and no marriage certificates can successfully adopt children.It stands to reason that most of them are not eligible for adoption, especially in the UK where adoption conditions are extremely strict.

But as the saying goes, money can turn ghosts.

As long as you pay, those cumbersome and strict restrictions will open a window for you, and the size of the window depends on how much you pay.

Mike had never been in any of these orphanages, but he knew all about these things.Everything in this world needs money, and if you want to enter a good orphanage, you can't do without money.

For older street orphans like Mike, no matter how long you have been on the street, even if you have been on the street for only one day, the price will drop sharply.

Now only the free welfare orphanage built by the government is willing to take in Mike, and this is only after he is caught by the "Social Welfare Department" but actually the "City Appearance and Municipal Department" and he can enter after going through the formal procedures.

But these orphanages, well, how to say.

In the words of those City Appearance and Municipal Department personnel, "You little bastards who sneak around on the street, you only deserve to rot in an orphanage like this."

Mike couldn't bear to recall the treatment of orphans in these orphanages, and the most desperate thing was that no one would be willing to adopt the children in these orphanages. Even if there were, they would definitely be unwilling. Everyone knows what kind of children are kept in these orphanages.

So in order to avoid being caught by those "hyenas" and thrown into the orphanage, Mike had to stay away from the city and build a shed in a woods in the suburbs.And our Mike named this hut he built with his own hands the Garbage House.

At this time, our Mike was lying on an old mattress in the garbage house, staring at the string of wind chimes on the roof.

After staring at it for 20 minutes, the string of wind chimes suddenly swayed in the absence of wind, making a crisp tinkling sound.

Looking at the string of wind chimes, a bright smile appeared on Mike's face. This was the first time in half a year that he activated his ability to make the wind chimes move.

Mike feels that he is a superpower, and whenever he is emotional, supernatural phenomena will appear around him.Sometimes the glass in his hand suddenly cracked, and sometimes a fire suddenly ignited around him.

The severity of these supernatural phenomena depends entirely on the intensity of his emotions, and they are completely uncontrollable.This is also the reason why Mike moved to the grove by himself. If this supernatural phenomenon is frequently revealed in front of people, he will definitely be checked on the water meter, and what is waiting for him may be to be sliced ​​​​to study.

Since Mike discovered that his ability was related to his mood swings, he began to learn to control his emotions.Because he discovered that mastering his emotions can control his ability to a certain extent, allowing his abilities to be displayed as he wants.

Obviously, the efforts of the past six months have not been fruitless.

He had successfully activated that ability just now when he was fighting with the big black dog. At that time, all he wanted in his mind was to knock the dead dog to death. Ever since, his short stick seemed to have some kind of magic attached to it, with both speed and strength. become enormous.

"In this way, the next step plan can be carried out."

The boy's eyes sparkled in the darkness, and soon there was a slight snoring sound from the cabin. Tonight's two consecutive active activations were too tiring for this thin boy.

(End of this chapter)