Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 573 Victor Attacks

Arthur left the principal's office.

He didn't do this entirely because of Harry's arrival. As the commander of the Hogwarts raid, he still had more important things to deal with, so he didn't have time to spend here.

You must know that their offensive mission this time is not just to kill the enemies inside Hogwarts, but to rule Hogwarts. This will face many problems, such as the disposal of the remaining prisoners, and how to deal with them. Those Ministry reinforcements that might be long overdue.

The former is fairly simple. Anyway, Chris has already built a new punishment room, so just throw all the prisoners into it.

But the latter is a bit trickier.

To ensure that Hogwarts is not taken away again, everyone, including Chris, must concentrate and enter the highest alert state.

In addition, it is also necessary to open the seal inside Hogwarts leading to the secret realm of the Masonic Society, so that the reinforcements of the Masonic Society can easily enter.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Harry and others.

The reason why Mike agreed with them to join this operation is just to hope that this matter can ease the relationship between them.

At this moment, they watched Arthur leave the principal's office without looking back. They were taken aback for a moment, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It has to be said that the current Arthur put a lot of pressure on Harry and the three of them. It was only today that they realized that this man who usually stood silently in the corner with his sword in his hand had such terrifying power.

If it wasn't for the protection of Dumbledore, even ten leopards would dare to stand in front of Arthur.

At this time, the portrait of Dumbledore behind the three of them sighed softly:

"You misunderstood, the child was just chatting with me, and didn't mean to hurt me in any way."

"Uh...this..."

The three of Harry were a little speechless, and after being stiff in place for a while, Ron lowered his head and whispered:
"We're just... just worried about you..."

"What stands in front of you now is nothing more than a magical portrait of Albus Dumbledore's memory and way of thinking. I am dead, and the living are always more important than the dead. Regarding this, please keep in mind !So the next time you encounter this situation, I hope you can put protecting yourself as the top priority. Okay?"

Before Ron could finish speaking, the portrait of Dumbledore rushed to speak.

As soon as these words came out, the three people in Kazakhstan felt warm in their hearts, and the atmosphere in the principal's office became more relaxed again.

Immediately afterwards, Ron and Harry, who hadn't seen Dumbledore for a long time, began to tell Dumbledore about their recent strange experiences and how they came here today.

As for Hermione, instead of talking to Dumbledore like a child, what she wants to know is about the magical portrait.

For example, what kind of experience is it to become a magic portrait, and whether the magic portrait is a continuation of the consciousness of the original owner of the portrait, or is it a brand new one, but somewhat resembling the existence of the original owner.

Facing these three people, Dumbledore answered every question, and he was smiling, as if he was enjoying it.

You know, doing magic portraits is very lonely.

Especially the portrait in the principal's office.

Except for the portrait of the silver curly-haired witch who can be secretly transferred to St. Mungo's for release, the rest of the portraits can basically only sleep or quarrel with each other every day.

The last time Harry came to see Dumbledore knitting woolen socks, it wasn't that Dumbledore really wanted to knit, but that he was just passing the time.

So, as a magical portrait, Dumbledore actually enjoyed the feeling of chatting with Harry and the others very much.

It's just that the good times always pass. After chatting for a long time, Ron and Hermione both left the principal's office, and only Harry found an excuse to stay alone.

In the empty office, finally only Harry and Dumbledore were left.

At this time, the expression on Harry's face gradually became serious. He stared at Dumbledore who was still smiling warmly in the portrait, and asked in a doubtful voice:
"Principal Dumbledore, remember the last time you asked me to protect the invisibility cloak?"

"Of course. Is there something wrong?"

Harry was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said:
"I think you may have made a mistake. Mike... he doesn't seem to be interested in the Deathly Hallows."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"You know, Mike has been my good friend since I first entered Hogwarts. Therefore, he also knows that I have an invisibility cloak that you gave me. I believe that with Mike's wisdom, he should It was easy to guess that it was the last Deathly Hallows.

So if he wants, he can arrest me and torture me for the whereabouts of the invisibility cloak. Even if I have learned Occlumency, it is still very likely that I will leak information about the invisibility cloak in the end.After all, that was Mike, and it wasn't a difficult thing for him.

So I have been very nervous, afraid to face Mike.

But as you can see now, I am still standing in front of you safely. Mike never came to ask me about the invisibility cloak, not once.

So I want to say, about Mike, you... are you mistaken? "

Harry said what was in his heart in one breath, and then panted heavily and looked at Dumbledore nervously.

Goodness behold, the stress he's been under all this time is driving him crazy.

So he is now very eager to get the answer 'Mike is a good man' from Dumbledore.

On the one hand, this is to help my friends get rid of the suspicion, and on the other hand, it is also to relieve the huge pressure on myself to a certain extent.

But Dumbledore in the portrait was lost in thought.

After all, he was just a magical portrait. Although he inherited Dumbledore's memory and way of thinking, he was not Dumbledore himself after all, so he didn't know how to answer Harry's question for a while.

Fortunately, Dumbledore's more than 100 years of life experience still gave him help. After a moment of contemplation, Dumbledore's frowning brows finally relaxed.

He looked at Harry and smiled, and said:

"I know, and I also have a deep understanding of Mike. He is one of the most talented little wizards I have ever seen in my life, and this powerful talent has made him an invincible colleague, and it has also made him He became a proud person. Just like when I handed him the elderberry wand, he was still a little reluctant. Such a proud person may not be interested in the Deathly Hallows, because He doesn't even bother to rely on this method to defeat death."

Hearing that Harry nodded first, then seemed to realize something, widened his eyes and said:
"So you gave Mike the elder wand, not him. You gave him the elder wand, one of the Deathly Hallows, and now you want me to protect the invisibility cloak?"

"Cough cough cough...it's not important, you can take it as another means of protection." Dumbledore coughed a few times in embarrassment, "With Mike's current strength, as long as Mike himself is not interested in the Deathly Hallows, Then he will become one of the strongest protectors of the Deathly Hallows, after all, the elder wand is quite good, and he will not be taken away easily."

Harry looked at Dumbledore dissatisfied, obviously not satisfied with the answer.

But in the end, he was relieved and accepted Dumbledore's statement.

After all, he didn't want to be an enemy of Mike from the bottom of his heart. It would be too tiring and the winning rate would be too low.

But Dumbledore continued to say after seeing this:
"But you can't let your guard down yet. Harry, even if Mike himself is not interested in the Deathly Hallows, the people around him are not necessarily. The temptation to defeat death is too great, and not everyone can resist it Yes. Sometimes, these people will use more vicious methods than you can imagine! So I hope you can continue to work hard, like Ignotus, the younger brother of the three Peverell brothers, to escape death Hunt down, and finally defeat the god of death!"

Hearing that Harry's expression became serious again, he clenched his fists, took another deep breath, and finally nodded to Dumbledore with a serious face.

"Good boy!"

Dumbledore said with satisfaction.

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Harry.

"Huh? I think I heard someone talking about Death."

"who!"

Harry screamed and turned his head away, and saw Victor had arrived in the office at some point, leaning against the wall and picking his ears.

"Ah! Did I scare you? I'm really sorry."

Victor flicked the non-existent cerumen on his fingers. Although he said apologetic words, his expression did not look apologetic. Instead, he looked at Harry with piercing eyes.

That look is like a traveler who has been hungry for several days and suddenly finds a big table, wanting to devour everything in front of him impatiently.

Harry naturally noticed the unkindness in Victor's eyes.

Under the tremendous pressure from Victor's eyes, Harry couldn't help but backed away twice, but he still gritted his teeth and pulled out the wand in his pocket.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I have already apologized, why are you really angry?"

Victor raised his eyebrows, and flicked the finger that had just tapped his ear while speaking a wisecrack.

But different from the ordinary snap of the fingers last time, Victor's snap of the fingers this time made a sonic boom.

"boom!"

A fingernail whizzed through the air, piercing Harry's wand-holding hand with lightning speed, and then the blood-stained nail was embedded in Dumbledore's portrait.

"what!"

A miserable howl came out of Harry's mouth, and Harry let go of his hand in pain, covered the wound with his other hand and collapsed on the ground, and the wand was thrown flying.

The next moment Harry reacted, struggling to pick up his wand.

But at this time, the wand had already been stepped on by Victor.

"And now, Mr. Potter, and Headmaster Dumbledore. Can you explain to me what you just said about Death and Ignotus?"

Victor looked down at Harry, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still sharp, making people daunting.

As he spoke, he pointed the finger that had lost its nail cover at Harry. The blue light flickered on it, and the condensed energy seemed to pour out the next moment and hit Harry's body.

Harry couldn't care less about the pain in his hands at the moment, he panted heavily, looked directly at Victor and said:
"Did you do this without Mike's consent?"

"Huh?" Victor's smile stagnated, "You don't have to worry about that, you just need to answer my question."

"He doesn't know anything. If you want to ask, just ask me."

Dumbledore, who was behind Harry, carefully bent over to avoid the fingernails embedded in the portrait, came to the corner near Victor and said.

But Victor didn't have any intention of paying attention to Dumbledore, and continued to stare at Harry.

Victor is also a Hogwarts graduate. He has a clear understanding of Dumbledore's cunning and ruthlessness.

Besides, the other party is just a portrait now, and it would be wishful thinking to get real information out of his mouth.

Under Victor's gaze, Harry suddenly broke out in sweat.

He felt that he might die here today.

But at this moment, a dark purple light shone in the slightly dim office with the curtains drawn.

Harry instinctively looked over, and saw Zhou Hong, who was in a transformation state and full of murderous aura, appeared behind Victor at some point.

"Victor, what are you doing?"

Zhou Hong's emotionless voice echoed in the office.

Hearing this, Victor withdrew the finger that was shining with blue light, turned his head and said with a sassy smile:

"Zhou Hong, you came so fast! Don't worry, I was just joking with Harry."

Zhou Hong didn't speak, he just looked at Victor expressionlessly, and the lingering purple awns became more intense.

Victor shook his head helplessly, then smiled and walked towards the door.

And Zhou Hong didn't intend to stop him at all.

It wasn't until Victor left the office that Zhou Hong lifted the window sill of his transformation, and his face was a bit dignified.

Harry scrambled to pick up the wand on the ground, and looked at Zhou Hong cautiously.

Seeing this, Zhou Hong frowned again. He looked at Harry, and after a while, he said slowly:

"Dumbledore is right, you are now the same as Ignotus. The only difference is that Ignotus has only one god of death. But for you, every one who is bewitched by the legend of the Deathly Hallows Everyone is your death! If I were you, I would run away with a cloak. You know, Victor, I can still stop, but some people..."

Zhou Hong didn't continue talking, but turned his head and walked towards the door.

It wasn't until he was about to leave the office that he suddenly turned his head and continued:
"Harry, don't trust others too much. You must know that people's ideas will change. There are some things that others may not care about now, but they may not care about them in the future."

After saying that, Zhou Hong's figure disappeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)