Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 380 The Actual Combat of Ping An Guard

The Hogwarts castle was pitch-dark in the middle of the night, and the curfew time had come. According to the school rules, all the professors and students should have fallen asleep, except for Filch who was keeping watch.

However, the Response Room on the eighth floor was very lively. Dozens of students of different grades gathered in this huge transformed classroom, and the sound of talking, laughing and exploding spells resounded throughout the classroom.

On the sofa, Mike's complexion was reddish, his eyes were slightly squinted, and his legs were still shaking. He seemed to be in a good mood.

At the dinner with Professor Flitwick, Professor Flitwick was in a good mood, so he drank a lot of wine.

Mike, who served as an accompaniment, naturally drank a lot. In addition, Mike's current body is not yet mature, and his tolerance to alcohol is not high, so although he didn't lie down directly like Professor Flitwick , but fell into a slightly drunken state.

Fortunately, in the past few months, Mike has given most of the commonly used spells to these DA members. If he teaches them too many spells in a short period of time, many of them will become confused. understand the situation.

So Mike didn't teach them new things in the last few classes, but let them divide into groups and start practicing a lot of basic skills including spell shooting and casting speed.

This has led to the fact that it doesn't matter if Mike leaves them alone.

"Mike, you should drink this!"

Hermione looked worriedly at Mike on the sofa, and handed over a glass of light blue liquid as she spoke.

Mike glanced at it, didn't speak, just waved his hand slightly.

He recognized the liquid that Hermione handed over. It was a sobering medicine that was very simple to prepare.

But Mike didn't want to drink.

He has not touched alcohol for a long time, and he has never been drunk since he came to this world, so the current Mike actually enjoys this slightly drunk state.

It's a pity that with Mike's current physique, the influence of this alcohol on him will not last long, that is to say, Mike's current slightly drunken state is likely to disappear at any time.

This also made Mike cherish this state even more. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Franklin and others gathered around him through the slits of his eyes, but he saw Harry on the other sofa with his face upturned, with a strange look on his face. He stared at the snow-white ceiling in disbelief.

After drinking, Mike sat next to Harry, patted his shoulder and said:

"You... what's the matter with you? Why this expression?"

Harry couldn't help frowning because of the alcohol smell on Mike's body. He moved his head slightly to the side, but didn't speak.

McBen still wanted to ask more questions, but Franklin on the side shook his head and said:

"Mike, don't ask for wine. Harry lost today, and he just came back from Snape's office."

Suddenly, Mike figured it out.

And this afternoon, the Quidditch League officially started. As the opening match, the two sides of the match were Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Judging from Harry's current state, they should have lost that match.

As for Mike's Occlumency study in Snape's office, Mike knew without thinking that it would be a bad experience.

As for the affairs between Snape and Harry, it can only be said to be a mess, and Mike has no interest in it.

Nodding his head, Mike also decided not to ask any more questions, and patted Harry's shoulder lightly as a comfort, but the latter twisted to the side again.

Mike saw that Harry seemed to hate the smell of alcohol on his body, and was immediately amused, a smirk appeared on his face, and he was about to wipe Harry's face with his hand.

However, his hand froze in mid-air just after reaching halfway, and the expression on his face became serious at the same time.

"Everyone!" Mike stood up suddenly, "Leave the Response Room immediately!"

Mike's voice echoed in the Room of Response, and then everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him in bewilderment.

"What's wrong with you?"

Harry asked suspiciously, while Mike explained without looking at him:

"The warning magic I have placed around has been triggered, and many people are approaching here! Quick! Everyone pack up and retreat from the secret passage!"

As soon as this remark came out, the entire Room of Requirement became a sensation, and people acted quickly.

In order to prevent the DA army rally from being discovered, Mike actually made an emergency plan, and the first thing to bear the brunt was the secret escape route.

And that secret path is exactly the one that Mike often used in the lower grades, the secret path that can go to the Ravenclaw Tower.

At this time, the quality gap between the members of the mutual aid association and the ordinary DA army is reflected. When Mike issued the retreat order, the members of the mutual aid association who had been trained for a long time packed their belongings very quickly and began to retreat from the exit in an orderly manner. , while many ordinary DA troops are still at a loss.

"You guys! Why are you still standing there? Don't pack up, go!"

Mike's yelling seemed to wake them up, and the DA army led by Qiu Zhang and a few other girls finally moved, screaming and squeezing towards the door.

However, this speed is still not enough. The total number of members of the DA Army exceeds 60. Such a huge crowd cannot retreat quickly without maintaining high order.

Thinking of this, Mike took out his wand and walked towards the door.

"Mike!" Hermione yelled heartbreakingly, "What are you going to do?"

"Go first, I'll hold them back!"

"No! You can't go!"

Hermione reached out and wanted to grab Mike's arm, but Franklin grabbed her, and together with the other members of the Mutual Aid Society, pulled Hermione, Harry and others towards the secret passage.

Franklin can be said to be one of the people who knows Mike best. He knows very well that since Mike dared to face Umbridge alone at this time, he must have the confidence to retreat completely. He dragged his feet.

Mike could hear the voices of everyone behind him clearly. After hearing the voices of Hermione and others walking farther and farther away, a smile appeared on Mike's face, and at the same time, his steps became more determined in the darkness.

Walking forward in the dark, Mike didn't listen until the stairs leading to the seventh floor from the eighth floor. According to the results detected by the warning spell, the main force led by Umbridge will all come from here. It appeared that only a few stragglers would arrive in the Response Room from other places, and all he could do was to block the main force here. As for those stragglers, Mike believed that Franklin and the others had a solution.

There is just one more important question.

So how on earth did Umbridge find out about the DA Army rally?

You must know that you have informed all members of the existence of the curse, so it stands to reason that there should not be an informer like the one in the original book.

But the end result is that Umbridge still discovered their existence!

Thinking of this, Mike slowly closed his eyes, waiting quietly in the dark.

……

I don't know how long it took, but a light suddenly came from the silent stairway, followed by intermittent human voices.

In the darkness, a pair of blue eyes suddenly opened, Mike squeezed the wand in his hand, and stared at the corner of the stairs.

He had a hunch that the enemy was about to appear.

Mike's premonition was not bad at all. After a while, a Slytherin student holding a glowing wand appeared in front of Mike, and from the sound, there should be many people behind him.

With the help of the light, the Slytherin student spotted Mike in the darkness almost immediately.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly backed away, with a brilliant expression on his face.

"It's Mike! Mike Townley is here! Be careful, everyone!"

As soon as he said this, Mike heard exclamations from the crowd behind the man. Obviously, these people were all shocked by his name.

The corners of Mike's mouth turned up. He was not surprised by the behavior of these people. It was not surprising that these people would behave like this given the illustrious reputation he had gained at Hogwarts over the years. .

The commotion of the crowd continued, but Mike stood still.

If possible, he really wanted to send all these people to the sky with a fireball, but unfortunately he couldn't do that at this stage, otherwise not only the Ministry of Magic, but even Dumbledore and the school's senior management would not let him go.

After a while, the commotion in Umbridge's team on the opposite side finally stopped. The few Slytherin students who appeared in front of Mike at the beginning had long since disappeared, replaced by three adults in uniform people.

Judging from their uniforms and badges on their chests, these people should all be staff of the Ministry of Magic, but their uniforms are different from those of Aurors. Mike guessed that they should all be strikers.

Striker and Auror, these two organizations constitute the conventional military force of the Ministry of Magic and even the entire European wizarding society, among which Auror exists as an elite combat force.

Not only are they very strong individually, but they also have a very high teamwork ability, and they can cooperate with each other to release some combined spells.

And if Aurors are elite special forces, strikers are ordinary soldiers.

They have a large number of people, and their individual combat effectiveness is not high, but they also have the ability to cooperate as a team.

In previous wars, these strikers were often used as cannon fodder.

The moment he saw them, Mike frowned.

This is not to say that Mike is afraid of these strikers, but that these people can already represent many things when they appear here. You must know that the strikers, like Auror, represent the Ministry of Magic!
At this moment, Umbridge's fat and short figure squeezed out from the crowd and stood behind those batterers.

"Aha! Mike!" Umbridge said triumphantly, hiding behind the batterers as he spoke, as if he was afraid of Mike's sudden attack.It's a pity that those hitters are all well-proportioned, and they can't hide her huge body at all. "I knew you were playing tricks in the dark! I've caught you now!"

Seeing her frightened and complacent look, Mike wanted to laugh very much, but for the purpose of delaying time, Mike still seemed to hold back his smile and said:

"Oh? You said you were playing tricks in the dark. Do you have any evidence?"

The smug look on Umbridge's face became more obvious. She wanted to say something, but a Slytherin beside her suddenly grabbed her and said something to her.

Immediately afterwards, Umbridge's expression changed drastically, and he waved his finger at Mike and shouted:
"Don't let him delay, catch him quickly!"

Hearing this, the hitters all waved their wands, while the Slytherins behind them hid behind the hitters, sneakily firing cold guns.

Mike shook his head. Seeing that the delaying plan had failed, he no longer smeared the ink. With a wave of his wand, a cloud of translucent mist like a tulle enveloped his body!
Safe guard!

Seeing Mike's movements, the strikers changed their expressions drastically, and then quickly withdrew the output magic power and deployed their armor protection.

However, the Slytherins behind him didn't show any intention of retreating, they still fired sneering guns with grim smiles on their faces.

"Sasha Sasha!"

Dozens of spells of different colors landed on the 'tulle' in front of Mike in an instant, but the grinning smiles of the Slytherins froze in the next moment, because those spells fell on the 'tulle' before they touched the 'tulle'. ' was reversed in an instant, and began to reflect in all directions!
Mike laughed.

The Guardian Spell of Peace can deflect most of the incoming evil spells. If you release this protective spell in a group battle, the deflected evil spells will undoubtedly accidentally injure your allies, but now Mike is fighting alone!

Moreover, the combat location is still a narrow place like the stairway, and the deflection effect of Ping An's guards can be said to be outstanding!

"Merlin's beard!"

"Damn it, who cast the Disarming Curse! My wand is gone!"

"Ah! It's a big stick for the front teeth competition! Woohoo!"

……

For a while, as the spells continued to bounce back, the crowd was in chaos.

The faces of the hitters were all dark. They had long seen that Mike was not an easy enemy to deal with. At first they felt that they should be able to fight each other with their mutual cooperation, but now there are so many pig teammates behind them, which is terrible. what to do! ?

Now the Slytherins didn't dare to attack at will after suffering, and the hitters kept their vigilance and watched Mike.

The longer the Ping An Guardian Charm lasts, the more spells are deflected, and the more magic power the caster consumes.

So the hitters are waiting, waiting for the moment when Mike's magic power is exhausted before attacking.

It's a pity that they obviously underestimated the level of magic power in Mike's body. With their attack strength, Mike can survive alone for days and nights without any problem.

And Mike didn't make a move to attack the Slytherins.

It was understandable for them to use Ping An to guard Yin before, but if they really took the initiative to attack them, it would be unreasonable.

For a moment, the scene in the stairs turned out to be in a strange stalemate!
(End of this chapter)