Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 223 Despicable Vesemir

The meditation method used by Mike is still the raven meditation method obtained from Raven's Nest. This rare meditation method can improve the user's talent and spiritual power if used for a long time, so although the amount of improvement is very small, Mike still Practically meditate every day.

Generally speaking, Mike's meditation time would not exceed two hours a day, but today, because he had to wait for Harry, Mike actually meditated all night.

When Mike opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was a teenager with messy hair and red and swollen eyes.Mike looked at the dimly lit sky and the young boy's tired expression, and instead of persuading Harry to go back to rest, he took out a bottle of Dolphin's Magic Drink, a happy version of Fat House, and handed it over.

"Cheer up, boy, there's one place you haven't been to yet."

"Thank you, Mike."

Harry took the magic drink and drank it, and instantly felt that all the mental fatigue caused by staying up late disappeared.

Looking at the magic drink in his hand in surprise, and feeling the abundant vitality in his body, Harry couldn't believe it.He had drank the Dolphin Magic Drink before, and although it had a refreshing effect, it was definitely not as strong as the bottle in front of him.If I drink this drink every day, will I not need to sleep?
Harry's eyes gradually lit up, and he had more time to use if he didn't need to rest.

Of course, his time will never be spent on studies, but on night tours.

Don't forget, he has an invisibility cloak passed down from his father.

Mike on the side watched Harry's eyes gradually brighten, and probably guessed Harry's thoughts, so he hit him and said: "The functional version of Dolphin's Magic Drink is just to overdraw your vitality forcibly. The energy that came has to be paid back. Well, don’t waste time, let’s go.”

Hearing that Harry's eyes dimmed, he shook his head regretfully and followed Mike's pace.

After a while, the two appeared in front of a ruins.

This is the former residence of the Potter family and the place where the Potters died.

After the war, in order to commemorate the sacrifice of the Potters, people did not demolish or rebuild the house they lived in, but kept it intact as a memorial.

So what appeared in front of Harry at this moment was a dilapidated building.

The surrounding fence has grown very wild due to no one taking care of it all year round, and although most of the houses are relatively well preserved, they are completely covered by large tracts of ivy, and only the outlines of some houses can be seen clearly.

A large hole had been blown out on the right side of the top floor of the house, and Harry's eyes were fixed on it, and he was almost sure that this was where Voldemort killed his parents.

"call!"

Harry exhaled deeply, and Mike on the side could clearly feel his body shaking constantly, and his mood must be very complicated at this moment.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the rusty door. Harry used more and more strength in his hand, causing the skin on his fist to gradually turn white.

He didn't want to open the door, he just wanted to be part of the house.

Probably because his contact with the gate triggered some mechanism, a wooden signboard suddenly rose from the weeds beside it, with the following written in shining golden words:

On the night of October 1981, 10, Lily Potter and James Potter lost their lives here.

Their son, Harry Potter, became the only wizard to escape the Death Curse.

The house, invisible to Muggles, remained in ruins.

As a monument to the Potters.

It also serves as a wake-up call to the violence that tore apart their family.

Surrounding these terse words was a plethora of other words, some simply writing their names in permanent ink, others simply carving words into the wood, and still others writing short phrases.

The handwriting on it is densely packed, old and old, but what everyone said has the same meaning:
Good luck, Harry, wherever you are right now!
"Hehe." Mike looked at the words on the sign and said with disdain, "After your parents died, this place has become a tourist attraction, and countless wizards come here to visit every day. Look at the good things they have done, Engraving on other people's monuments, haha, this quality!"

"Don't say that, Mike!" said Harry, fumbling for the words on the sign. "I'm glad they did, it's awesome!"

Harry's words did not seem to be fake, because he was extremely excited at the moment, and he was completely different from when he was in the cemetery before.

Watching Harry jumping up and down looking for other messages, Mike shook his head.He really can't understand Harry's brain circuit, if anyone dares to carve some shit phrases like visiting here on his parents' monument, he will find those people and reward them each with Avada Kedavra .

The premise is that Mike can find the words of his biological parents.

Accompanying Harry to visit his parents' former residence for a while, it was not until noon that the hungry Mike dragged Harry back to Flitwick's house for lunch.

Harry, who was still protesting that he would continue to visit, turned into a good baby instantly when he saw Flitwick, like a mouse bumping into a cat.

Even when eating, he didn't dare to grab it directly like he did in school, but imitated Mike and others and used the knife and fork honestly. Seeing the twisted look, Mike just wanted to laugh.

After all, he is still a child. Although Professor Flitwick is a friendly professor, he is still a teacher in essence.For a student like Harry whose grades are not so good, the teacher is like a nemesis.

After the meal, Professor Flitwick invited Harry to live in his house, but Harry would not agree, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak, and finally it was Mike who helped him out.

"Forget it, Professor Flitwick, just let him live in my house."

Mike's words made Harry heave a sigh of relief, but the second half of his sentence made Harry's heart pound again.

"Anyway, our two families are so close, we will come here every day for dinner in the future!" Mike said, "After all, Luo Luo's cooking is really delicious!"

After finishing speaking, Mike gave a thumbs up to Luo Luo who was in the corner beside him, causing Luo Luo to shed tears again.

And Harry was petrified on the spot, thinking that he would have to eat at the same table with the professor every day in the future, Harry only felt that the steaming food in front of him was not delicious.

……

"Mike, why did you bring me here?"

Inside the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory, Harry looked around, looking a little restless.

Before Mike could answer him, a worker in a black uniform suddenly jumped out and stood up straight, slammed his heart with his right hand, and saluted Mike.

This turn of events startled Harry, and he hurriedly imitated the other party's example and returned the salute, and finally followed up with Mike, who was not stopping at all, with a flushed face.

"What's going on here, why do they want you to salute?"

Harry felt like he was going crazy, and Mike brought him to this place after a short lunch break.It seems that this place should be a factory, but the people here are very weird, Harry felt that everyone's eyes were focused on them, and the strangest thing was that those people wearing the same uniform would salute them!

"This is my factory, and I'm their boss." Mike replied without looking back, "Aren't you wondering why I have changed so much? I brought you here today to reveal the answer."

"Is that so..."

Harry suddenly realized that if Mike was the boss of these people, then all this could be explained.After all, Harry once saw Uncle Vernon call his boss on the phone at home, and he was also groveling, and he even wanted to kneel on the ground to answer the phone.

So, the relationship between all bosses and employees in the world should be like this, right?

Harry shivered suddenly thinking of this, because he thought of his future work problems.

If I also found a boss, wouldn't I also...

"arrive!"

"what!"

Mike's shout rescued Harry from the terrible association. Looking in the direction of Mike, there was a large field similar to the playground of a Muggle school. At the moment, there were standing on the training ground, an old man and a young man. The man, the young man was holding up a gleaming silver sword and slashing non-stop, while the old man was staring at the two of them.

Perhaps frightened by the old man's ferocious gaze, Harry shrank behind Mike.

Mike, on the other hand, was unafraid, and walked up to meet the man-eating eyes of the old man.

"You released our pigeons this morning, so the training in the afternoon was changed to actual combat with me!"

"Come on, Vesemir. I brought new friends." The smile on Mike's face froze when he heard the actual battle, and he pulled Harry out from behind him and said, "Let me introduce, this That's Harry Potter."

Mike knew all too well what Vesemir was playing, and he definitely wanted to use the excuse of actual combat training to teach himself a hard lesson.

Although Mike was very busy during this period, he did not miss the daily spell training and sword training.And as his swordsmanship attainments became higher and higher, Mike gradually swelled up.

Until... Vesemir came with him to practice combat again and again.

Harry, who was suddenly pushed out, looked very frightened, but out of basic politeness, he still stumbled and finished his self-introduction.

To Mike's surprise, Vesemir and Arthur didn't seem to know about Harry's legendary deeds. After introducing each other to Harry, they brought up actual combat training again.

Mike felt that his teeth hurt from being angry, and he brought Harry here this time to try to escape punishment, but Vesemir, a bad old man, didn't seem to accept that.

Licking his front teeth, Mike's eyes quickly flicked from Harry and Arthur, and finally fell on Vesemir.

"Yes! But I want to use a wand! What I want to learn is the wand and long sword fighting method, not the left-handed sword method!"

"Hahaha! Yes! You little bastard!"

Vesemir laughed three times, pulled out a wooden sword from the weapon rack beside him and threw it at Mike.

Mike caught the wooden sword steadily, and after playing a sword flower in the air, he took out his wand, with the wand in his right hand and the long sword in his left hand in a fighting posture.

He was smiling all over his face at the moment, because he didn't believe that Vesemir had any chance of winning with his own wand.

'Is it finally possible to avenge the blood feud?Bad old man, I will repay you twice the pain I have suffered during this time! '

Arthur and Harry on the side looked at the two who were about to start fighting in front of them with a confused look, and said quickly.

"Teacher! Why don't you let me do it? You just need to have a good rest."

"Yes, Mike. Although that old man looks fierce, he should be a good man, you..."

The persuasion of these two people undoubtedly angered Vesemir, who pulled out his scarred wand and roared, "Shut up! Just watch!"

Harry and Arthur immediately turned into little quails and hid aside without speaking.

"Old man, don't ink any more, let's start!"

"Hmph! If you want to be abused, then I will help you!"

As soon as the words fell, Vesemir's legs, which were much thicker than ordinary people's, squatted down and made a movement of accumulating power, and then jumped towards Mike's direction.

As for Mike, before he could react, he saw that Vesemir was approaching quickly. Mike secretly said despicably, then put on a layer of armor protection for himself, and at the same time raised his wooden sword to block.

Mike knew very well that after jumping over, Vesemir would suddenly take out a wooden sword and his own wooden sword from the bag of the Untraceable Stretching Curse, and then directly jump and chop...

This is the conclusion he has summed up with blood and tears in several actual combat trainings in the past.

Vesemir is a villain who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals!

Faced with Vesemir jumping in the air, Mike could have used other methods to deal with it, such as directly using his best flame spell.But Mike's reason told him that this was just a practical training.He didn't want a fireball to go down and blow up Vesemir, Arthur would go crazy...

Things did not go as Mike expected, Vesemir in mid-air looked at Mike who was in a defensive posture below, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The next moment, his right hand brushed against the bag at his waist, and when his right hand swung to the top of his head due to inertia, he had already made a silver sword shining brightly under the sun.

Um?silver sword?Shouldn't it be a wooden sword?

Mike's three views have been refreshed again. He has never seen such a sinister person. He said that I will use a training wooden sword for actual combat training, but you use a real one! ?

Mike's internal complaints didn't last long, because Vesemir in midair didn't stop his movements.

While raising the sword, his right hand holding the wand was not idle. His wand made a simple move in the air, and then a dazzling white light shot out from the tip of his wand...

"Fluorescent flashes!"

Mike felt as if he was looking directly at the sun at close range just now, but now his vision was completely white, and he couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly.

It's lumos! ?Is this a flash bomb?

While complaining, Mike backed away quickly, because he knew that Vesemir's real attack was about to arrive.

But he was still one step too late.

The silver sword with a faint blood-red light slashed down with great power, and the defense of the wooden sword and armor protection spell in Mike's hand was easily cut open like butter cut by a hot knife.

Fortunately, Vesemir's purpose was to teach Mike a lesson, so he didn't use all his strength, and the sword finally hit the ground.

Under Mike's blindness, he only felt a coolness coming from the top of his head, and cut against his cheek to the ground.The next moment, Mike fell backwards to the ground and gasped for breath. He had just faced death.

As for Vesemir, the disability of one leg dragged him down after all. After the sword strike, he lost his balance and fell.

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PY: I'm such a vet.

This is a supernatural beast pet article, and the various settings in it are quite interesting. He is testing the waters this week, and as a brother, he can help a little.

　i'm such a vet

　　
　
(End of this chapter)