Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 185 On the Feasibility of Sniper Rifles Against Voldemort

Three days later, in the Hogwarts infirmary, Mike was lying on the hospital bed and sleeping peacefully.

It was spring time at this time, and the sunlight outside the house sprinkled on Mike's face through the bay window like golden sand, making his somewhat pale face a little golden, which complemented his golden hair.

This should be a beautiful picture, however, our Mike doesn't think so.

As if his afternoon nap was disturbed by the bright sunlight, Mike's brows were tightly wrinkled, and he instinctively turned his head to the other side where the sunlight couldn't reach.

"Hey! I moved! I woke up!"

A sound of surprise came from exhaustion, finally waking Mike up.

Mike opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the snow-white ceiling in the ward.

'It's so comfortable to sleep on. 'Mike turned his back to the sky, thinking so,' Huh?Strange ceiling, where am I? '

In a trance, Mike finally found that he was not sleeping in his dormitory, but in a strange room.

'No, it's not right to say it's unfamiliar.Why does this... this ceiling look so familiar?It's like... the ceiling of the infirmary. '

After waking up, Mike just stared at the ceiling in a daze.

It's been a long time since he slept so comfortably. He must have slept for a long time this time. Why?
The sore and limp feeling on his body and the eyelids that still can't open are the best proof, which is clearly a symptom of too much sleep.

'It's so comfortable.Why don't you just sleep a little longer. '

Thinking of this, Mike smiled and prepared to close his eyes and sleep for a while.However, at this moment, a tearful girl's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

If you usually encounter this kind of scene, Mike promises that he will definitely kiss it without hesitation, but at this moment, Mike is still in a trance state that has not woken up, so...

"Wow!"

I saw Mike screaming and pulling the quilt back suddenly. It's okay not to move, but Mike felt a burning pain in his chest when he moved.

Stimulated by the pain, Mike remembered everything.

'I was wounded and unconscious, and a freckled female version of Jack the Ripper slit my chest open! '

Mike hurriedly lifted the quilt to look at his chest, only to find that the huge wound in his memory had turned into layers of snow-white bandages.

Mike still couldn't believe it, so he stretched out his hand and pressed it twice.

'call!Fortunately, it is solid, so it turned out to be a nightmare? '

"Mike, are you okay?"

"Yes, Mike, don't scare us!"

Relieved, Mike turned his head and saw that there was still a group of people around his hospital bed, including Penello, Franklin and the Salvation trio.

Among them, Penello looked at him with teary eyes, and there were two shallow dark circles on his delicate face, obviously not resting well.

"Ah, I'm fine. Sorry I made you worry."

Mike told everyone that he was safe, and the last sentence of apology was said by looking at Penello.

Penelope naturally understood Mike's meaning, and threw himself into Mike's arms when he heard Mike say that sorry.

Mike, who still had a bandage on his chest, couldn't stand such a pounce from her, so he groaned and bowed like a lobster.

"sorry Sorry!"

Penello also found out that his actions were inappropriate, and he bounced off all of a sudden. He was in a hurry and wanted to help, but he was afraid of hurting Mike again, so he had to keep apologizing in the end.

"You are so loving. Penelope has been by your side since you were injured, and she rarely sleeps."

Harry on the side sighed enviously, and at the same time silently added in his heart: "Unlike me, I'm a single dog. '

"Yes, yes! What a loving couple!" Franklin said feebly, "Some people are really ungrateful, you know, I also guarded you for three days, you see, I have dark circles under my eyes Already!"

Seeing the exaggerated expression on Franklin's face, the corner of Mike's mouth twitched, and he complained, "Yes... sorry, I really can't see the dark circles on your face."

Penello and Harry were the first to react when the words came out, a smile appeared on Penello's face that was still covered with tears, and Harry couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

Ron, who was beside Harry, looked at the two laughing in confusion.

Harry obviously noticed Ron's embarrassment, and quickly reached into Ron's ear and whispered.

Now Ron finally understood where the joke was, and laughed too.

Even Hermione, who hid in the corner of the ward as soon as Mike woke up, was amused by Mike's slightly racist joke.

Then she felt that it was not good for her to laugh out loud because of other people's skin color, so she forcibly held back her smile, but the corners of her mouth still couldn't stop rising.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became joyful, Mike also had a smile on his face, and secretly gave Franklin a thumbs up.

Franklin did it on purpose!
After seeing Mike's gesture, Franklin also shook his eyebrows at Mike, signaling Mike not to take it to heart.

"What are you talking about, so happy."

Just as everyone was laughing, a familiar voice came.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, and saw that Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Pomfleur had arrived in the ward with a freckled girl at some point, and they were smiling and looking at everyone.

The laughter stopped abruptly. Before they came, Madam Pomfleur had warned them that they must not yell and disturb the patient's rest, but they laughed so loudly just now...

Thinking of this, Harry and Ron trembled, as if they had imagined the scene where Madam Pomfleur threw them out of the infirmary one by one.

But to their surprise, Madam Pomfleur and Professor Flitwick did not look at them at all.

Everyone turned their heads to follow Professor Flitwick's gaze, and saw that Mike was tremblingly pointing at the freckled girl who came with Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Pomfleur, with a look of horror on his face.

"Jack the Ripper!"

As Mike uttered these five words tremblingly, everyone's eyes fell on the freckled girl again.

Perhaps because she was a little embarrassed to be watched by so many people, the freckled girl smiled awkwardly, and dodged to hide behind Madam Pomfleur.

"What is Jack the Ripper?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"That's a serial murderer who likes to cut open other people's bodies and often appears in novels and music." Hermione couldn't help but said, "It is said that Jack the Ripper is a real serial murderer in London for more than 100 years. .”

"I was treating you!"

After hearing Hermione's words, the freckled girl poked her head out from behind Madam Pomfleur and said weakly.

"Oh! You call cutting my chest open and messing around in it called therapy?" Mike sneered. "I really want to thank you!"

The freckled girl shrank back behind Madam Pomfrey immediately after being attacked by Mike, looking very frightened.

At this moment, Mrs. Pomfleur finally couldn't stand it anymore, and explained: "Okay Mike, Soraka is indeed helping you with treatment. You should feel lucky, Soraka is my most promising student, If it weren't for her superb skills, you would definitely leave a big hole in your chest!"

Hearing this, Mike immediately reached out and touched his chest again, and found that the wound that was bound by the bandage was indeed very smooth, without any depression at all, so he couldn't help calming down slowly.

"Well, my fault. But you shouldn't have let me see the treatment process. To be honest, I was really scared." Mike recalled the scene of that day and was still a little shocked, "You really can't imagine that one day you The feeling when you wake up suddenly and see that you have been ripped open!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I was just too excited at the time, so I forgot to feed you the water of life and death (sleeping potion)." Soraka's weak voice came from behind Madam Pomfler, "But I have to Say your internal organs are beautiful, especially your kidneys, which are healthier and stronger than most people."

After hearing the second half of Soraka's sentence, Harry and the others suddenly became terrified. They really couldn't imagine who would think that other people's internal organs are beautiful.

"Okay, don't worry about this matter anymore." Professor Flitwick took out a traceless stretching spell bag and said, "Mike, we have brought you a surprise!"

Mike took the bag and opened it to find that it was the equipment he had taken off before the competition. Besides, there were 50 gold Galleons and a badge in the style of Hogwarts school badge.

"Here are your prize money and prizes. Unfortunately, since you are tied for the championship with Cedric this time, the prize money can only be shared equally with Cedric." Professor Flitwick paused, "But luckily What's more, I won this duel champion medal for you. As for Cedric, he has other compensations."

Before Professor Flitwick could finish speaking, Mike took out the badge.

The silver badge shines brightly under the sunlight of spring, and the representative creatures of the four colleges engraved on it are even more lifelike, as if they will jump off the badge at any time.

Penello and others stared at this exquisite badge with their mouths wide open, which represented the glory of the duel champion. Although it was only a duel champion among Hogwarts students, it was enough to prove Mike's strength.

However, the reason why Mike is so happy is not because of the symbolic meaning represented by this badge, but because of its actual ability.

It can always be vigilant against the attacks coming towards Mike, and automatically releases the armor defense.

Doesn't it sound pretty tasteless?

It's just a piece of armor for body protection, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

actually not.

After traveling to the world of Harry Potter, Mike has been thinking about a question, how much threat are guns to wizards?

At first, Mike felt that although wizards possessed terrifying power, their bodies were no different from ordinary people. That is to say, wizards would also be injured and die if they were hit by bullets.

Even with such a powerful protective spell as armor and body protection, wizards are still helpless in the face of super long-distance sniping by Muggles, because the speed of the bullets is so fast that it is too fast for human reflexes to react. not come.

Mike even thought about finding some snipers to snipe the old devil after Voldemort was resurrected.

However, this plan was canceled after Mike's research on the spell became more in-depth.

Because Mike discovered that when the mental power is strong enough, the wizard will have an ability similar to the sixth sense, which can effectively make the wizard perceive the upcoming attack, so as to defend or dodge in advance.

Of course, if you want this kind of ability, you must cultivate your spiritual power to an extremely terrifying level.To what extent Mike doesn't know exactly, but there is no doubt that Dumbledore and Voldemort must have this ability.

To sum it up, long-range sniping can kill most wizards, including all the professors at Hogwarts, and of course Mike is among them.

In the past, Mike also worried about whether he would sleep well in bed one day, but was suddenly shot in the head with a sniper rifle, but now Mike doesn't have to worry.

Because after having this badge that can automatically release the armor body, at least ordinary bullets can no longer sneak him to death.

And from the question of "can a sniper rifle kill Voldemort in a sneak attack?" Mike also understands why the Muggle world already has such terrifying weapons as nuclear weapons but still coexists peacefully with the wizarding world. The reason is that Dumbledore and Voldemort A legendary wizard is equivalent to the nuclear weapons of the wizarding world!
You can imagine that a wizard of Dumbledore's level can release world-shattering spells with every gesture, and also has weird abilities such as teleportation, invisibility, becoming another person, and controlling the mind.It can be said that facing such a powerful wizard with the current level of Muggle weapons will require an unimaginable price even if they win in the end.

So the wizarding world and the Muggle world have now formed a weird balance, and the two deter each other.

But in general, Muggles still have the upper hand in this silent war, because the population of wizards is decreasing day by day, and at the same time, Muggles' technology is still improving.

There are only a few wizards like Dumbledore in the entire wizarding world for hundreds of years. It is conceivable that there will be fewer and fewer wizards of this level in the future with the current population of the wizarding world dwindling.

And the research speed of the wizarding world on spells is far behind the speed of technological progress of Muggles.

In other words.

If one day there is no longer a great wizard like Dumbledore in the wizarding world, or Muggles have developed more powerful weapons.

Then the end of wizards will come. You know, Muggles have been longing for the supernatural power mastered by wizards for a long time.

(End of this chapter)