Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 237 Drunk Harry

Because he hadn't seen Cedric for a long time, and Cedric was too enthusiastic, Mike finally compromised and promised Cedric to have a drink with him.

But Cedric seemed to be deeply afraid that Mike would sneak away halfway, so he hugged Mike tightly all the way, and finally let go of the hand on Mike's shoulder after Mike repeatedly stated that he would never run away.

The two walked together in the direction of Hufflepuff.

Of course, their destination was not the Hufflepuff common room, but the Hogwarts kitchen.

Compared with Hufflepuff's lounge, the kitchen is obviously a more suitable place for drinking. The house elves in it cook delicious food, and the service is thoughtful, and they speak nicely.

Cedric said he really enjoyed being in it.

It is worth mentioning that the two met Harry on the way.

Just judging from his gloomy expression, it can be seen that Harry is in a very bad mood now. If he was the old Cedric, he would just go up and say hello to him.

But now this Cedric dragged Harry directly to the kitchen, claiming to treat him to afternoon tea.

Thumbs up for this Mike!
Although he was in a bad mood, Harry still maintained his basic self-cultivation. Along the way, he kept saying that he would have to participate in Quidditch training later, and he didn't have time for afternoon tea.

However, Harry, with his small arms and legs, was clearly no match for the two big men, Mike and Cedric, and he was carried to the Hogwarts kitchen by the two.

Obviously, Cedric must have been coming to the kitchen a lot to eat and drink.

So when Cedric, Mike and the others came to the kitchen, the house elves inside ran to prepare food without even asking, while Mike and the others found a small round table and sat down.

"Mike, Cedric. Seriously, I really have to go to training later..."

Harry, who was released after coming to the kitchen, wanted to find an excuse to leave, but before he could finish talking about Cedric, he lost his temper.

"It's raining for training today, don't make excuses!" Cedric angrily pushed Harry on the chair, "If you dare to leave today, you don't consider me a friend!"

Cedric's angry look obviously frightened Harry, and Harry sat pitifully on his seat, sneaking eyes at Cedric from time to time, for fear that he would lose his temper again.

Seeing this, Mike smiled, patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, Cedric didn't mean anything malicious. Besides, it's raining today, so it's really not suitable for Quidditch training."

"I don't want to go either, but Oliver is crazy. He forces everyone to wake up at five o'clock every morning for a morning meeting, and train every day, no matter what happens!"

Harry had made a point of emphasizing the last four words, and it looked like he had a lot of resentment towards their Quidditch captain.

The smile on Mike's face became even brighter. He originally thought that Roger's pestering him all day to ask him to participate in the competition was crazy enough, but he didn't expect that the Gryffindor Quidditch team had gone too far.

Unlike Mike, Cedric, who was still smiling, immediately became serious after Harry finished speaking, and said to Harry with a complicated expression:
"Don't blame Wood, he should be graduating this year. To be honest, he is quite pitiful. Wood's dream is to become a champion, but Gryffindor has not won the Quidditch Cup for at least seven consecutive years. If If you can't hold the cup this year..."

Cedric stopped in the middle of his words, lowered his head with a serious expression as if he was mourning for Wood.

And Harry bowed his head and remained silent when he heard the words, which made Mike feel a little embarrassed.

The eerie silence between the three of them didn't last long, as the amazingly efficient house-elves started serving the food.

Cedric, who was awakened from some complicated emotions, returned to his original state. He took out a bottle of whiskey from a hidden corner next to the round table, opened the bottle cap and covered the pattern on the bottle with his hand, and poured a bottle of whiskey. A glass was offered to Harry.

"Come on, I told you I would treat you to afternoon tea." Cedric said with a smile, "Hufflepuff black tea!"

After Harry saw the cup of liquid that was very similar in color to black tea, an expression resembling a black question mark emoji appeared on Harry's face.

"This doesn't seem...not black tea, does it?" Harry lowered his head and sniffed, "Ahem! It doesn't smell like that either! Isn't this wine?"

Seeing that Harry wasn't fooled, the smile on Cedric's face quickly subsided, and he picked up the wine bottle and poured himself and Mike respectively before continuing to persuade:

"You're mistaken, this is black tea, but it smells a bit like wine. Try it, my black tea has effects that ordinary black tea doesn't have."

Cedric paused here before continuing: "It can make people forget their troubles and sorrows. To be honest, this stuff is very expensive. If I didn't see your sad face, I wouldn't let you drink it."

Harry began to doubt his life. Since he had never drunk alcohol or even smelled it, Harry was not sure about the authenticity of Cedric's words, so he could only look at Mike helplessly.

It is always a bad behavior to trick children into drinking hard alcohol, but Mike especially wants to see Harry's reaction after being cheated.

So Mike pretended not to see, lowered his head and ate the appetizers brought by the house elf.

This is a fairly common appetizer pairing in the UK, with fried pork rinds, Scotch fried eggs, beef jerky and some pickles.

Many foreigners think of well-dressed gentlemen and gay men when they think of Britain, but in fact, the favorite thing for most British men is to drink.

Britain can be said to be a place rich in alcoholics. Everyone says that the fighting people drink a lot and drink vodka every day.

But in fact, in terms of drinking, Britain is even worse than the fighting nation.

In fact, the United Kingdom is the country with the largest alcohol consumption in the world (in terms of money), ranking first with a population of more than 6000 million. You can imagine how much the British like to drink.

In such a country where the wine culture is prevalent, the appetizers are naturally not bad.

Not to mention beef jerky and pickled cucumbers, the fried pork skin has an unexpected flavor after simple deep-frying.

There is even a restaurant that specializes in fried pork skin and has been rated as a Michelin three-star. One can imagine how delicious this snack is.

The method of Scotch fried eggs is more complicated than that of fried pork skin. It is worth noting that this egg is not the same as the other. As the name suggests, this dish is fried eggs.

It's just that what it frys are hard-boiled eggs, and before frying, it needs to be wrapped with a layer of seasoned ham, coriander, green onions and other materials.

This dish is a bit of a devil. Mike is not very interested in it. It feels like a mixture of boiled eggs and fried meat. It tastes weird and greasy.

When Mike buried his head in his mouth and ate hard, Harry also looked away from Mike, and returned to the cup of "black tea".

He is not a fool, so he naturally knows that the cup of black tea in front of him is wine.

But the minor's curiosity about wine prompted him not to expose Cedric's clumsy lie, and even lowered his head to take a sip.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

For Harry, a young boy who had never drunk alcohol, the 43-degree whiskey was still too strong. As soon as the liquor entered his throat, Harry began to cough violently, and Mike and Cedric laughed wildly.

As if to celebrate the success of deceiving Harry, Cedric and Mike raised their glasses to each other, and then drank a small amount of whiskey in the glasses.

"Ha, it's really good wine." Cedric said happily, "How about it, Harry, is the water of life still delicious?"

"I can't, this wine is too strong!"

Harry quickly shook his head and waved his hands, expressing that he could not enjoy such a delicacy.

However, he was no match for Cedric. Under Cedric's constant persuasion, he drank his glass of whiskey before he knew it.

Harry, who was drinking for the first time, obviously couldn't hold enough alcohol. After drinking such a drink, his face turned red, his eyes were wide open, his body in the chair kept shaking, and he even spoke a lot louder.

Obviously drunk!
Mike and Cedric were naturally not as miserable as he was. They were drinking while talking about interesting things that happened recently while eating snacks.

The drunk Harry was obviously much bolder. Seeing that Cedric and Mike were chatting happily, he didn't pour him a drink for a long time, so he refilled it himself. After taking a sip, he burst into tears.

The heart-piercing cry startled the house-elves who were working in the kitchen, and Mike and Cedric also looked at Harry.

Before the two began to comfort him, Harry cried and said:

"I'm so hard! Mike! I've been under a lot of stress lately!"

Cedric and Mike looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

But in fact, there is no need for them to say anything, Harry raised his head and drank the wine in the glass again, hugged Mike's arm and said:
"Mike, do you know? I really want to go to Hogsmeade, but the deadline for registration is the day after tomorrow, and Professor McGonagall still refuses to sign for me!"

"Uh, maybe she's doing it for your own good? You know that Black is looking for you all over the world."

"For my own good! For my own good, I should be let go to Hogsmeade!" Harry roared and pushed Mike away, "And Hermione and Ron, they also fell out recently, Ron said Hermione Min's cat always wanted to eat his mouse, and Hermione said her cat wouldn't do that... oh my god! how can there be so much shit!"

"I'm not happy in class! The old lady in the divination class looked at me with regret all day long, as if I might die at any moment! Hagrid is the same, and now he makes us take care of the caterpillars all day long!..."

It can be seen that Harry has been under a lot of pressure recently. He has been talking there for a long time, and Mike and Cedric are a little at a loss. They have never seen Harry like this.

At this moment, the door of the kitchen was pushed open with a loud bang.

Mike heard the reputation and looked over and saw Snape walking up like a big bat.

"Aha! Three underage students gathered for drinking! You are really capable! Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff each deducted 50 points!" Snape's cold eyes looked at the three of them. After scanning, it finally landed on Harry, "Mr. Savior! I didn't expect to see you here. I originally planned to lock you up, but now it seems that maybe firing you is the right choice."

After saying that, Snape looked at Harry smugly, expecting to see that bullied but helpless expression on his annoying face.

Every time he sees this face, he always has a feeling of revenge, which makes him very happy.

Feng Shui turns!James you bullied me at school, so I'm bullying your son now.

However, Snape might be disappointed this time, Harry roared with red eyes and rushed towards Snape, hugged Snape's waist and started kicking wildly.

Harry's audacity startled Snape, and while Harry's tiny arms and legs couldn't hurt him, it embarrassed him.

"Fuchsia!"

Snape didn't even use his wand. After a loud roar, Harry was picked up by a huge force and hung upside down in mid-air.

"Harry attacked the professor! Another 50 points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"

"Professor! Don't you think it's too much to do otherwise?"

Feeling drunk, Mike stood up and questioned Snape, and the black prickly pear wand appeared in his hand.

As a friend, Cedric certainly supported Harry and Mike, so he stood up and said:
"Snape, if you want to punish me, you can punish me. Mike and Harry were both invited by me!"

Snape completely ignored Cedric, stared at Mike with poisonous snake eyes, and said word by word: "Do you want to attack the professor too? Mike! Tangley! It seems that I really have to teach him a lesson today. It's you!"

After speaking, Snape drew out his wand, and Mike's pupils shrank. Although he had never seen Snape make a move, he guessed according to Professor Flitwick's level that he should not be the opponent.

Just when the battle was about to start, a thin but extremely majestic voice came.

"Who is going to teach my students a lesson!"

Behind Snape, Professor Flitwick was walking with Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout.

The three professors responded differently, and Professor Flitwick was looking at Snape.

Professor McGonagall pursed his lips tightly, his face frosty, and his face became even colder when he saw Harry being dumped in mid-air.

As for Professor Sprout, she ignored the others at all, walked quickly to Cedric and started asking him if he was okay.

Since Cedric was injured that time, Professor Sprout blamed himself and thought it was his own responsibility, so he took extra care of Cedric.

I don't know what Cedric said to her. After the two of them finished talking, Sprout looked at Snape with sharp eyes.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the kitchen became extremely strange, everyone was silent, and even the house elves on the side stopped their work and hid aside.

Only Harry, who was hanging in mid-air, obviously completely drunk, was still there cursing Snape.

This made Snape's face even uglier.

"Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"

Snape, who couldn't bear it any longer, shut Harry's mouth with a Locking Curse.

But this behavior seemed to detonate the scene. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick pulled out their wands and aimed at Snape!
Everyone is the dean of their respective colleges, and there is no such thing as anyone being afraid of anyone.

Snape froze when he was pointed at by the two of them.

"Enough!" Professor McGonagall roared, "What do you look like! Harry! You all ground me! One semester!"

Although Professor McGonagall had a lot of prestige, the other two deans didn't listen to her at all at this moment, and they were still staring at Snape.

Seeing that a conflict between professors was about to start, Mike and Cedric began to persuade the professors of their respective colleges, which made them put down their wands.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall let out a cold snort and let everyone disperse quickly, then shook her sleeves and left, even Harry didn't let it go. It seemed that what happened today really made her very angry.

Naturally, Mike couldn't watch Harry being hung upside down. In front of Snape, a golden bell fell and the spell stopped, breaking the spell that Snape put on Harry.

After all this was done, Mike followed Professor Flitwick away slowly, and before leaving, he gave Snape a meaningful look.

And what appeared in front of him was a gloomy, smelly face.

(End of this chapter)