Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 486 Trouble is coming
Peace at Hogwarts lasted until the day before the Christmas holiday.

In the early morning of this day, the sky had just dawned, and a woman wearing a long black dress and a black veil stood in front of the gate of Hogwarts Castle.

Hogwarts in the winter morning is always shrouded in a cold mist. This woman seems to have been waiting in the cold mist for a long time, which caused dense dewdrops to hang on her body, and even her slightly gray black hair There are also above the tip.

The dress on the woman's body is very delicate, but it looks like it's been a few years. The long dress that was supposed to be pitch black has become less black now, especially the joints that are often moved have even been worn out. It was whitish, and the tulle on top of her head was even more unbearable. It had already been soaked under the attack of dew, lying limply on the woman's head and face, and the color was somewhat transparent.

Of course, apart from the fact that women often wear this dress, it may also be due to improper preservation. After all, dresses are originally manufactured as consumables, especially the veil. It will change color quickly if you don't use it.

Such an old dress obviously does not have much insulation effect. Although the woman has been trying to control it, her body, which is not considered strong, is still shivering in the cold mist.

"Crunch!~"

With a grinding sound, the gate of Hogwarts Castle was opened.

Filch walked out with an oil lamp in his hand, while Mrs. Norris followed behind him, looking curiously at the woman standing outside the door.

As soon as she saw Filch, the trembling of the woman's body decreased a lot. She raised her head slightly and pointed her nostrils at Filch.

Filch didn't say much, he curled his lips, made a gesture of invitation and said:
"Let us go, Mrs. Kent."

After saying that, Filch walked into the castle without looking back, and the woman called Mrs. Kent was obviously frozen, so although he was not satisfied with Filch's attitude, he still followed the castle.

The two walked slowly through the foyer. At this time, many students who were eating breakfast had gathered in the auditorium. They looked at the strange pair with curiosity on their faces.

Mrs. Kent shook her body instinctively, trying to get rid of the dew on her body. These crystal clear gadgets made her dress, which was not dark enough, look even whiter.

It's a pity that such an approach has no effect other than making her messy hair even more messy. Mrs. Kent lowered her head sadly when she realized this—she felt ashamed!
And when she lowered her head, Mrs. Kent saw a cat with a strange fur was sniffing her shoes.

They were a pair of black deerskin flat shoes for women, also grayed from lack of maintenance and age, and now had many brown mud spots splashed on them.

"Are you even laughing at me?"

An old voice containing anger came out of Mrs. Kent's mouth, and then she kicked Mrs. Norris fiercely.

However, Mrs. Norris dodged deftly, and Mrs. Kent nearly fell herself.

Just as she was about to continue chasing, Mrs. Norris had already fled to Filch's side, and she was talking to Filch with her head up and meowing that no one could understand.

Filch comforted Mrs. Norris with the dried fish in distress, then turned his head and said angrily:
"You wicked old hag!"

After saying that, Filch turned his head and continued to move forward, but the speed became extremely fast.

Mrs. Kent is obviously not easy to bully, she opened her mouth to curse, but soon realized that this is Hogwarts, looking at the students around her, she could only shut her mouth, and quickly walked towards Filch chase.

Filch's body was strong, and under his tattered clothes was actually full of strong, bulging muscles.

This is what Myrtle told Mike when he went to the prefect's bathroom to take a shower the other day. Any girl.

His strong body made Filch extremely fast, and Mrs. Kent had to run to barely keep up with the brisk walk.

Finally, Filch stopped beside the monster stone statue in front of the principal's office. He read out the password to open the passage, and then looked at Mrs. Kent who came late and was out of breath.

"Humph!"

Filch snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

Mrs. Kent spat at his back, then took out the mirror and began to arrange her makeup.

It's a pity that the makeup she carefully prepared before departure has long since become a mess and cannot be repaired, but she is still doing her best to make it up.

Half an hour later, the monster stone statue hiding aside couldn't see it anymore, and said helplessly:
"Are you going in or not?"

The sudden sound startled Mrs. Kent, and she almost threw out the small mirror in her hand.

She hurriedly retracted the mirror, smiled awkwardly at the monster stone statue, then raised her head and walked towards the passage with her head held high.

At the moment, in the principal's office, Dumbledore, Snape, Kingsley, and Professor Flitwick were sitting in front of a large coffee table that had been set up temporarily without saying a word.

Not far from them, Mike was teasing Phoenix Fox on the shelf.

They gathered here today to solve a problem. Clark, the seventh-year prefect of Ravenclaw, was found out by Mike to be taken away by an assassin. This was obviously unacceptable to Dumbledore.

He had the same opinion as Hermione, even if Clark was really an assassin, he should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for adjudication instead of being lynched by Mike.

This is a great blow to his authority. If he does nothing about this matter, everyone in Hogwarts will be in danger, because Mike can put false charges on others at will and execute them Lose.

In order to completely solve this problem, Dumbledore not only invited Kingsley, who represented the Ministry of Magic, but also Clark's mother.

Of course, this is only a superficial reason.

In fact, Dumbledore's real purpose was just to hit Mike so that he could feel the presence of himself as the headmaster, so as to prevent Mike from getting too far.

For this purpose, he secretly arranged someone to protect Mrs. Kent. Otherwise, with Mike's current power, it would be a simple matter for him to make Mrs. Kent disappear without a sound.

However, my beating didn't seem to have any effect on Mike.

Dumbledore thought as he looked at Mike, who was playing with the bird, with his usual expression.

At the same time, doubts arose in his heart, why was it possible for Mike to be favored by Phoenix after doing so many cruel and vicious things?

Mike couldn't figure out this question himself, but he didn't delve into it because it was obviously a good thing.

Mike touched the soft feathers on the top of Phoenix's head, took out a large piece of white meat from his pocket, and fed it to Phoenix Fox.

He likes this phoenix very much, its ability is really too strong.

"You shouldn't be feeding it, it's already fat, and its main food should be flames, and it will cause indigestion if you do that. By the way, how is my great-great-grandson, has he got a wife Give birth to an heir to continue the glory of the Black family?"

A serious and heavy voice came from above Mike's head, and Mike knew without even looking that it must be the magical portrait of Sirius' great-great-grandfather, the most unpopular headmaster.

Facing his inquiry, Mike had no interest in answering at all, and continued to feed Fox.

"You nasty brat, if I were still the headmaster of Hogwarts, I would definitely put you in confinement!" The expression on the face of Headmaster Black in the portrait suddenly became gloating, "But you don't The retribution of respecting the elderly is coming, right now...hehehe!"

Accompanied by the wonderful laughter of Black's portrait, the door of the principal's office was opened, and Mrs. Kent walked in with her head held high.

All of a sudden, Dumbledore and the others who were originally sitting on the sofa stood up one after another and looked at Mrs. Kent.

"Good morning, Mrs. Kent."

Dumbledore said with a smile, and with a wave of his wand, another sofa chair appeared next to the empty coffee table.

However, Mrs. Kent had no intention of sitting down. She stepped forward and grabbed Dumbledore's robe, and said with a sob:
"Principal Dumbledore, where is Clark? Where is Clark?"

A trace of unbearableness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. He had asked Mike this question before, but the other party just smiled.

But this is not important, because based on Dumbledore's understanding of Mike, Clark is probably gone.

But out of humanitarianism, Dumbledore did not tell Mrs. Kent this, but only said that Clark was missing.

Taking a long breath, Dumbledore glanced at Mrs. Kent's wet dress and still trembling body, and said softly:
"You should sit down first, we can talk slowly."

Speaking of which, Dumbledore moved his wand again, and a gust of warm wind blew from Mrs. Kent's footsteps, drying all the clothes on her body.

Mrs. Kent gave Dumbledore a grateful look, then wiped the corners of her red eyes and sat down.

"Let me introduce you first," said Dumbledore. "This is the Head of Slytherin House, Professor Snape. This is the Head of Ravenclaw House, Professor Flitwick. This is Mr Kingsley from the Ministry of Magic's Law Enforcement Division."

Following Dumbledore's introduction, several people present greeted Mrs. Kent one after another, and Mrs. Kent also lost her previous haughty appearance and replied respectfully.

In the end, Dumbledore finally set his sights on Mike standing beside Phoenix Fox.

"As for this one, he's a Ravenclaw student, Mike Townley. And... the one who took Clark away."

Mrs. Kent looked in the direction Dumbledore pointed, and saw a tall blond boy leaning halfway on a shelf where a fiery red bird was standing, looking at her with a smile.

In an instant, Mrs. Kent's expression became ferocious. She jumped up from the sofa chair and rushed towards Mike, waving her skinny arms.

"You return my son!"

The expressions of Dumbledore, Flitwick and others changed drastically, but Mike didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. With a flick of his right index finger, a blue magical aura struck towards the pounced figure!

There was a flash of surprise in Mrs. Kent's dark brown eyes. She seemed to have never thought that Mike would dare to attack her in such a place!

She instinctively wanted to dodge, but her speed was too fast and it was too late.

At this critical moment, a white light flashed behind Mrs. Kent, and a hazy white light instantly enveloped her whole body.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and Mrs. Kent squatted on the ground, looking at Mike in horror.

There was also a flash of surprise on Mike's face. Just now, Snape made a move.

It was beyond Mike's expectations that that indifferent and vile guy would protect an old woman who had nothing to do with him.

On the other side, the faces of Dumbledore and Kingsley were extremely gloomy. Mike's behavior just now could not be described as audacious. This was completely treating them as nothing!
Dumbledore was instinctively ready to ask questions, but Professor Flitwick roared before him:
"Mike!"

Mike nodded apologetically to Professor Flitwick, and then looked at Mrs. Kent who was sitting on the ground.

"Sorry, Mrs. Kent, I just reacted on instinct. To be honest, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

After speaking, Mike hooked his hands again, and then the wooden floor under Mrs. Kent's buttocks began to take root and sprout to push Mrs. Kent up. After a while, a chair with green leaves on it appeared.

Mrs. Kent seemed to have not recovered from what happened just now, she stammered and replied:
"I'm sorry..."

Then she looked at Snape, who had just helped her block the attack, and opened her mouth slightly as if to say something thankful, but soon she lowered her head with a complicated expression and said nothing.

In fact, no one at the scene except her and the other party knew that she and Snape were classmates in the same year and the same college.

But the relationship between the two of them was not very good, or to put it bluntly, Mrs. Kent could even be regarded as a campus bully, and she bullied Snape a lot.

But now, the slovenly snot-nosed man has become a world-renowned potion master, while the bad-tempered and pretentious young lady has fallen into despair.

Such a huge gap left Mrs. Kent speechless and speechless.

But Snape, who had given Mrs. Kent a huge impact, was still sitting on the sofa quietly with a blank expression at this moment, as if everything here had nothing to do with him, and he was just a bystander.

In fact, his heart was as calm as his expression. He didn't recognize Mrs. Kent at all. She was just an insignificant little character to him, and there was no need to remember it. It was just his instinct to act just now. It's just a move, because he has been secretly guarding against Mike all the time.

It can be said that Mrs. Kent is completely self-indulgent.

(End of this chapter)