Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 599 The weather is so nice

Unlike ordinary flashlights, where the light is first vertical and then diffused, the light from the flashlight in Harry's hand is directly diffused, which leads to the fact that, except for the small area where he is standing now, the entire All parts of the office were shrouded in a faint blue light.

Under the radiance of this light, Dumbledore's originally angry expression gradually became calm and peaceful, and finally he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

And the other portraits on the side who pretended to be sleeping and eavesdropping really fell asleep one by one.

Seeing this, Harry nodded in satisfaction, turned off the flashlight and put it away.

According to the death cloak, with Harry's current ability, even if he is Mike's best friend, he still has no chance to steal the elderberry wand and the resurrection stone.

You must know that Mike carries these two things with him now.

And it is impossible for Harry's strength to grow to the point where he can compete with Mike in a short period of time, so there is only one way in front of them.

That is to take the slant of the sword, search for the mysterious object, and use the strange characteristics of this magical existence called the mysterious object to steal the Deathly Hallows.

The flashlight that Harry used just now was exactly a mysterious object he had found with the help of the death cloak during this period of time.

In order to obtain this mysterious object, Mike did not hesitate to hide in a dead house in southern Ireland for three days, and finally found it from the basement of his house while the other party was too engrossed in playing games.

Its function is very simple, that is, it can eliminate memory, and the amount of erasure needs to be controlled by the irradiation time. Usually, the memory of the whole day can be directly cleared in just one minute.

At first glance, the function of this flashlight seems a bit tasteless.

After all, wizards originally possessed the Forgetfulness Curse that could erase other people's memories.

But in fact, the ability of this flashlight is even more terrifying, because it can not only make creatures lose their memory, but also make magic items or technological creations lose their memory.

For example, if you take this flashlight to illuminate an alarm clock with a set time, then the alarm clock will completely forget about waking you up when the time is up.

The portraits of Dumbledore and these past principals obviously cannot be separated from the category of magic items, so they will also be affected by this mysterious object.

The light dissipated, and the place returned to the previous darkness. The huge principal's office was extremely quiet, except for the faint snores of the portraits on the wall.

He heard Dumbledore's last words clearly, but he didn't care now.

Even if those "they" in Dumbledore's mouth really intervened in this matter, even if those so-called ancient gods really lead to the destruction of the world in the end, Harry still has to fulfill his wish - to revive those who should not have died. people.

My parents, Professor Snape, Principal Dumbledore, Neville's parents, everyone in the Order of the Phoenix...

Harry was well aware that many of these people really didn't want to be resurrected, especially not in such a costly way.

But Harry still didn't care.

As Harry said before, he has lived hard for others for more than ten years, and now it is time to live for himself.

'It has nothing to do with you that I resurrect you.It doesn't matter whether you appreciate me or hate me.Because I just want to keep you alive. '

Thinking of this, Harry lowered his head, looked around the familiar office for the last time, opened the door, and walked out quietly.

In the long corridor outside the door, there was a faint beam of light across the ground.

Harry walked over slowly, and saw a glass window embedded in the wall. It was only at this time that he realized that the sky outside had begun to turn white, and the sun would rise as usual.

Looking at the red clouds and the thin mist that filled the Forbidden Forest that day, Harry instinctively took a deep breath.

Although what he breathed was still only the slightly stale air in the castle, Harry felt relaxed and happy. He felt a refreshing feeling for no reason, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

He had gotten the answer he wanted from Dumbledore, and although the answer was a bit unsatisfactory, it was enough for Harry.

At this moment, Harry suddenly didn't want to leave Hogwarts right now.

He put on the death cloak, and took the floating stairs to the first floor slowly, and saw Peeves hiding on the wall at the top of the passage with a grinning face, holding many colorful balloons filled with water in his hands.

Harry immediately understood that Peeves was going to give a special welcome ceremony to the freshmen.

This is almost an annual practice. Harry himself was tossed by Peeves with those water balloons when he first arrived at school, but it was before the sorting ceremony started.

Now that Peeves dared to do this on the first day of formal class, isn't he afraid that the professors will make trouble for him?
After thinking for a moment in his heart, a bad taste suddenly rose in Harry's heart.

He slowly approached Peeves, with the help of the powerful effect of Death's Cloak, Peeves didn't notice it at all.

Afterwards, Harry put his mouth close to Peeves' ear, imitating the voice of the bloody Barrow and roared:
"Peeves!!"

"Ahhh! Lord Barrow!"

Peeves screamed and threw the water polo in his hand, and fled to the second floor as if flying.

Perhaps because he was too flustered, Peeves bumped his head against the wall on the way, then bounced up like a ball, and quickly disappeared into a doorway.

Harry couldn't straighten his back from laughing when he saw this. After all, Peeves bullied him a lot back then, and now he's back for revenge.

After a while, Harry finally regained his composure.

At this moment, the students also came out of the lounge one after another, and began to return to the auditorium to enjoy a hearty breakfast.

With their appearance, the entire Hogwarts finally came alive.

The auditorium was noisy, some people were concentrating on reciting something, some were fighting with their companions for the last sausage on the plate, and some were chasing away the owls hovering above their heads begging for food...

All of this made Harry miss it very much.

If he could, he really wanted to take off the death cloak on his body and join this carnival that happened every day.

It's a pity that he has already made up his head.

Sighing deeply, Harry wrapped the death cloak tighter, turned his head and walked quickly towards the castle gate.

At this moment, Ron, who was cutting sausages in the corner, suddenly froze. He turned his head and looked outside the castle gate as if he had sensed something.

There, the golden sunlight in the morning has leaned over the spacious marble steps, completely turning it into a sunny avenue.

But there was no one in sight.

Ron shook his head in disappointment, then looked up at the magic ceiling reflecting the blue sky outside and sighed:

"Ah, the weather is really nice today."

……

In the minister's office of the Ministry of Magic, Mike was also enjoying breakfast.

But compared to the hearty classic English breakfast served by Hogwarts students, his breakfast was much simpler.

An apple, a glass of milk, that's all.

This is obviously not in line with Mike's status as the Minister of Magic, but this is also something that can't be helped.

The last summit of ministers of magic from many countries allowed him to gain a lot of new knowledge and information, but it also brought him a lot of new jobs.

This further compressed his limited time, so he could only choose this kind of breakfast that could be solved quickly.

After eating a simple breakfast, Mike started working again.

At the moment, a stack of A4-sized parchment is neatly placed in front of them. These are the contents that need to be decided by Mike himself after preliminary processing by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and Penello.

Among these things, the first to bear the brunt is the matter about Carlisle.

Maybe it was out of revenge against Mike, or maybe Piqueri really couldn't tolerate Carlisle and Kled running amok on their own land.

In short, after the summit ended, the situation of Carlisle and the others in the United States took a turn for the worse, almost to the point where they were about to be punctured.

Because Mike had promised Carlisle before dividing up the post-war interests, he and his friends would be given a certain degree of entry privileges, so that they could enter the territory of the Ministry of Magic of China to take refuge in times of crisis.

So this time, Carlisle unceremoniously submitted a ZZ asylum application to Mike.

Looking at this document, Mike felt a headache.

This is not because Mike is stingy and wants bad debts, but because the list submitted by Carlisle is too long!There are nearly [-] non-human intelligent creatures!
Obviously, Carlisle is an honest boy and a very loyal boss.

Even if he was retreating, he would drag his brothers to run together instead of enjoying the glory and wealth by himself.

But Mike thought it was Carlisle who misunderstood himself.

In his original promise, he never said that he could bring so many people in at the same time.

You must know that the influx of a large number of poor, extremely low-educated refugees with different customs and habits will seriously affect social stability.

European countries in previous lives and post-immigrant countries such as France have proved this point with painful reality.

Now the magic world in the country is in a state of great prosperity, and it is a thriving scene. Mike doesn't want those inferior non-human intelligent creatures to come in and create all kinds of bad cases that will affect social order, so as to bring good news to this area. The landscape is smeared with mud!

Frowning, Mike finally threw the document on the table.

Penello, who was accompanying Mike, frowned and asked:
"Mike, do you disagree with this?"

"of course."

"I know that letting these guys in will cause a lot of trouble, but it's good for us, isn't it?" Penello continued, "You must know that they are all excellent cheap labor, and now the magic world in China is With rapid development, wouldn’t letting them in greatly reduce our labor costs?”

Hearing this, Mike was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and said:
"Maybe it's true in the Muggle world, but this is the wizarding world. Wizards can do magic."

Penelope showed doubts when she came, and Mike saw that she still didn't understand, so he could only continue to say:

"What is cheap labor? Black slaves in the sixteenth century were cheap labor for slave owners, and labor in developing countries was cheap labor for companies in developed countries. This principle seems to be applicable to the wizarding world, but In fact, you have overlooked a big problem. That is the examples I mentioned earlier. Both of them are human beings, but wizards and non-human intelligent creatures are different. Many non-human intelligent creatures do not know magic. This is very deadly.

Without magic, they can only engage in some unskilled mechanical labor after they come in, and make a living by selling their physical strength.But these working wizards can also do it by relying on magic, and they can do it faster, better and with less effort than they do.

So for us, only Muggle wizards who have no money and no ability, and creatures that can use magic like goblin house elves are cheap labor, and other creatures are just garbage that can only eat and shit.

The reason why I made such a promise to Carlisle at the beginning was that I wanted to absorb those elites who were educated and possessed good strength among them, rather than wanting all kinds of rubbish. Do you understand? "

Penello nodded thoughtfully.

She recently read a lot of Muggle books in order to help Mike, which benefited her a lot, but at the same time, it also gave her some cognitive biases.

Fortunately, she is already an adult, and this deviation can be changed back after she realizes this.

Seeing that Penello understood, Mike nodded with a smile, pointed to the document and said:

"Go and tell Carlisle. In view of the current situation, I can only give him 50 entry places, let him go back and fill out the list again."

Penello responded, and then put away the document.

Neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with doing this. Although it seemed a bit cruel to Carlisle, who would do something that was not beneficial?
And taking a step back, what if Mike completely broke the promise to Carlisle?

In the face of power, all Carlisle can do is groveling and pleading.

this is the truth.

The matter of Carlisle was declared over, and Mike picked up the next document on his own.

Unlike the last one, this time Mike just laughed when he saw the title.

Because this document is about the opening of Hogwarts.

According to the survey data, although Mike has made many changes to the entire Hogwarts education system this time, it may be because of too many things experienced last year, whether it is public opinion or the parents of the students, they all expressed extremely high opinions on this reform. acceptance.

This made Mike very happy.

While Mike was looking at the documents with relish, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open.

(End of this chapter)