Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 466 The Horror Curse

The magic power in Mike's body is now being crazily mobilized from all parts of his body to flow to his right arm, and finally transformed into a high-density jet of black Fiercefire through his right hand.

This is a very dangerous operation. After all, the human body does not have the strong quality and magic affinity like the magic wand. Such a large amount of magic power transformed in a short period of time will cause great damage to Mike's arms and even internal organs. harm.

If the luck is even worse, it will even affect the casting of the spell in the future, which can be described as killing the chicken to get the egg.

But facing the immediate crisis, Mike couldn't care less.

Judging from the situation of being irradiated by the black light before, I absolutely must prevent the black light from causing further harm to me, otherwise, I may die!

"Roar!"

Accompanied by Mike's desperate motivating magic power, a massive amount of black flames sprayed out from his right hand, the flame temperature was so high that even the surrounding air boiled.

And with Mike's efforts, the eerie and ominous black glow finally dimmed, and finally dissipated.

Mike clenched his right fist violently. With his action, the black Fiendflame finally stopped spraying out, and the magic power in his body also stagnated.

It was only at this time that Mike realized that his entire right arm had completely lost consciousness, and he didn't even feel the slightest pain, which made Mike feel very bad.

And the matter is far from over. The high-purity black Fiendfire ejected by Mike began to look for a new energy source after losing their source. They condensed together in mid-air, and finally converged into a line with a body length of more than 20 meters. The giant western black dragon!
"Roar!"

The pitch-black fire dragon spread its wings covering the sky and roared upwards, and a thick black fire pillar shot straight into the sky with its roar, as if announcing its birth to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, it lowered its head and scanned everyone on the Quidditch field with its scarlet greedy eyes, as if it was picking its own food.

Regardless of whether it was the players on the field or the spectators in the stands, at this moment they all stared blankly at the huge monster above their heads with their mouths wide open as if they were frightened and stupid, and they even forgot to run away!

The magic dragon in the sky seemed to have chosen a satisfactory prey. It opened its big mouth and smiled ferociously, then swooped down towards the west stand!

The people in the stands finally came to their senses at this moment, they cried and fled towards the exit.

At the critical moment of life and death, all etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame no longer exist, lovers, brothers, sisters...

The classmates who were good friends in the past have exposed the truest side of human nature at this time. They try their best to pull everyone around them, just to be able to leave the stands that are about to be destroyed as soon as possible.

But it was all in vain, the magic dragon in the sky was too huge, everyone in the stands could not escape, and they would all become the food of the magic dragon.

Seeing the magic dragon getting closer and closer, some people finally despaired. They closed their eyes and stopped moving, waiting for the end of their lives.

But one second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ten seconds later, the expected death did not come. People opened their eyes suspiciously, and saw the terrifying dragon twitching in mid-air as if suffering from a disease. A group of demonic flames erupted from his body, and quickly dissipated in the air.

At this time, in the east stand, Mike was pointing at the magic dragon in the sky with his still intact left arm holding his wand.

His expression was very ferocious, and he did not disappoint the calm and calm appearance in the past, even the hand holding the wand was still trembling.

But this is not surprising at all. In fact, Mike's current state is very bad. His outbreak just now caused very serious damage to his internal organs, and now he is so painful that he is about to pass out.

And the injury to his right arm is also getting worse, and now the numbness caused by the strange black light has begun to spread to his torso.

But even so, he was still working hard to control the fiery dragon in the sky, trying to make it disappear.

Hermione on the side burst into tears, but there was nothing she could do in the face of this situation, she could only cry and call Mike's name over and over again.

At this time, Mike could no longer hear what she was saying, and now all his energy was put on destroying the dragon.

With his efforts, the magic dragon in the sky is rapidly shrinking. Although the magic dragon is struggling desperately, it is all to no avail. Under the pressure of Mike's terrifying mental power, the magic dragon finally disappeared. An unwilling Long Ming lingered in the air for a long time.

Everyone on the court breathed a sigh of relief, and Mike put down his wand and relaxed.

And this relaxation, Mike felt his head dizzy for a while, and his body fell down instinctively.

"Mike! Mike!"

Hermione cried and caught the fallen Mike. She called Mike's name over and over again, but Mike couldn't hear anything.

He only felt that his face was wet, as if someone was spraying saliva on his face.

Normally, Mike would definitely beat this person up, but now he doesn't have the strength to do so.

Mike whispered with all his strength:
"Go... take me to Dumbledore..."

"Okay! Okay! I'll take you to Dumbledore right now! You must not die!"

Hermione stood up crying and began to wave desperately to the Quidditch players in midair.

She knew very well that if she wanted to transfer Mike to the principal's office as quickly as possible, the broomstick was the best choice.

It's a pity, everyone on the court is still immersed in the joy of the rest of their lives, and no one has noticed Hermione's situation at all.

Seeing this, Hermione was almost desperate.

But at this moment, a majestic voice resounded throughout the Quidditch stadium.

"quiet!"

Everyone looked intently, and saw Dumbledore in white robes standing in the center of the stadium at some point, and beside him, the crimson phoenix Fawkes was constantly hovering, and its wings were still burning. Extinct Phoenix fire.

The crowd fell silent for a short while, and then there was a burst of cheers that were much louder than before!

Everyone was chanting Dumbledore's name, they all thought it was Dumbledore who killed the dragon!
At this time, Dumbledore was looking for Mike in the crowd. He knew very well that no one in Hogwarts could release such a terrifying Fiercefire Curse except Mike.

But when he actually found Mike, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because the only ones in front of him at this moment were Mike who had fainted and Hermione who was crying.

……

Mike slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was still in a hazy state. He looked at the snow-white ceiling in front of him in confusion. For some reason, he felt that the ceiling was inexplicably familiar, especially the black spot in the corner. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere before. .

It took him a while to recognize where he was - the hospital bed in the Hogwarts Infirmary.

Mike didn't speak, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and began to move his body slowly from his finger joints.

The injury caused to him by the explosion of magic power before was too severe, and at this moment he only felt severe pain from every part of his body.

After exercising his body as a whole, he finally confirmed his physical condition.

The right arm can't move at all, it seems to be fixed by the deck and straps, but it is sentient, which is good news.

The rest of the body is in good condition. Although it hurts, I am happy to move around, which shows that the condition is not bad.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to test the magic power in his body.

But just as soon as the magic power was activated, there was a heart-piercing pain inside his body, which made Mike moan uncontrollably, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mike, who was lying on the bed, was panting heavily. He realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his magic power, which made him a little restless.

At this moment, the door of the ward was opened, and Dumbledore walked in with Snape and Madam Pomfrey.

Dumbledore was taken aback when he saw Mike awake on the hospital bed, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Hey! Mike, you're finally awake!"

Mike didn't have time to ink with him, so he asked directly:
"What happened to my magic power?"

"Hmph!" Snape snorted coldly, "It's useless!"

As soon as these words came out, Mike's heart twitched suddenly, and his mind went blank.

"Severus! Don't scare the children!" Madam Pomfler glared at Snape angrily, then turned her head and said to Mike in a gentle tone, "Don't listen to his nonsense, your magic power is fine, it's just because of you The previous relationship with the sudden burst of magic power is temporarily unavailable."

"Oh! You should teach him a lesson!" Snape said angrily, "Blazingly releasing such a powerful Fiercefire Curse in Hogwarts, it almost caused huge casualties to students! I have never seen it in my many years of teaching. You are such a bad student! If you want me to say, the Sorting Hat should have directly sorted you to Azkaban!"

Perhaps teased by Snape's last words, Dumbledore couldn't help laughing, and finally held back in Snape's murderous gaze.

"Ahem! Sorry, Mike, but please forgive Severus, he just has a bit of poison in his mouth." Dumbledore said to Mike with a smile, "In fact, he still cares about you very much. The curse is terrible, and Severus can only get rid of it if he didn't close his eyes all day and night."

"Dumbledore!"

"Okay, okay! I won't talk about Severus, you can put your wand down, it's dangerous!"

Looking at Dumbledore and Snape who were noisy together, Mike's heart was very chaotic.

Mike doesn't care about other things at all now, and the inability to use magic brings him a very strong sense of insecurity, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"How long will it take for my magic power to recover!?"

Mike asked anxiously.

Hearing that Dumbledore and Snape both looked at Pomfleur, the latter said slowly:

"Three days, don't worry, Mike, your magic power will fully recover in just three days, and you can use magic normally by then. As for your physical injuries, you will have to rest for at least a week to recover."

Hearing that Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Snape, who was on the side, said:
"You should be thankful that the goddess of luck has taken care of you. The curse on your right hand is almost going to spread to your heart! It's really going to be that time, hehe, even the gods will be hard to save!"

Mike glanced at Snape lightly, but he was not angry. He knew that the other party had such a temper, but because of the other party's attitude, Mike really couldn't express much gratitude to Snape.

"Thank you so much, Professor Snape."

He thanked Snape half-heartedly, and after getting a cold snort from the other party, Mike turned his attention to Dumbledore again.

"Principal Dumbledore, could you please call Franklin over for me?"

"You can, but what do you want to do?"

"I want him to investigate the murderer."

Mike said with a blank face, while the muscles in the corners of his eyes were still twitching.

If anyone who is familiar with Mike is here at this time, he will understand that Mike is desperately suppressing his anger at this time.

"Man, I will call for you. But let us handle the investigation of the murderer." Dumbledore said, "In fact, this time we came to you for exactly this matter. Mike, can you tell us about the situation?"

Mike took a deep breath, and did not argue with Dumbledore, but very cooperatively told Dumbledore about the situation at that time in detail.

At first Dumbledore could still smile, but Dumbledore couldn't laugh after hearing it.

This is a very serious incident. Someone actually sent a killer to sneak into Hogwarts to assassinate Mike, which means that Hogwarts is no longer a pure land away from Death Eaters!
"Huh! Mike, don't worry, those murderers will be punished as they should, I promise you!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he took Snape and left the ward quickly, apparently to investigate.

Mrs. Pomfler came to Mike's side, conducted another full-body examination for Mike, and left after confirming that Mike's injuries were indeed improving.

"bump!"

With the slight sound of closing the door, only Mike was left in the ward again.

Mike lay expressionless on the hospital bed. Although he looked very calm, the hostility in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger!
This time, he was almost killed, so he was really enraged!

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and Franklin ran into the ward panting heavily, and threw himself onto Mike's hospital bed.

"M...Mike! Are you all right! Dumbledore... Dumbledore told me..."

"Franklin, listen to me."

Mike waited for a pair of bloodshot eyes to interrupt Franklin without hesitation, while the latter swallowed and looked at Mike cautiously.

For some reason, he always felt that Mike had become extremely scary at this moment.

"Find me the murderer, do you hear? Let the fraternity, the Freemasonry, and the Ravenclaws all get moving, and bring that guy to me! I'm going to kill him and kill him myself Burn it to ashes bit by bit! Did you hear that!"

Mike said, his voice was steady at the beginning, but then it became a little trembling, and in the end it turned into a roar.

(End of this chapter)