Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 7 The Hogwarts Express
"Hey, Harry."

"Oh! Mike!" Harry, who was very nervous surrounded by the red hair, seemed to have found his backbone when he saw Mike. "Why did you come, I thought you had already arrived!"

"Yeah...sorry, Harry, that's because there was a black cat lying across my face."

Mike shrugged his shoulders.

Harry was puzzled. "What? Do you like cats very much?"

"Fortunately, let's not talk about that for now." Seeing that Harry didn't understand what he said about being late, Mike didn't care, and looked at the few people with red hair. "Aren't you going to introduce your new friend?"

"Oh, I forgot. This is the Weasleys, and I'm asking them how to get into Station Nine and Three Quarters." Harry heard the sound and realized. "This is my good friend Mike!"

"Nice to meet you, I really trouble you to take care of Harry." With a sunny smile on Mike's face, he bowed to the Weasleys.

Maybe it was because Mike, an 11-year-old child, was too cute to bow, and Mrs. Weasley stepped forward and hugged Mike. "What a cute and polite child." I have to say, Mike's face is still very cute, so that he immediately captured Mrs. Weasley's heart.

"Look, Mom has a new son." The two tall red-haired teenagers on the side winked and made funny faces when they saw this. "Yes, I'm afraid we will fall out of favor in the future!"

Mrs. Weasley turned her head and yelled at the boy, "George!"

"You mistook your mother, it's George! As our mother, you can't recognize us. We are so disappointed." The red-haired boy next to him was dissatisfied, and then the two rushed into the room with luggage and laughed. Platform nine and three-quarters.

"These little bastards!" Mrs. Weasley put on a very angry look, but a smile on the corner of her mouth gave her away. "Okay Harry, Mike, you go in too, the train is about to leave. And you, Ron, take this sandwich I made for you, so you don't starve on the way.

The three of them rushed into the wall after hearing the sound of saying goodbye to the Weasleys.

When they came to Station Nine and Three Quarters for the first time, Harry and Mike were obviously very curious about everything in front of them.

Compared with them, Ron was much calmer. At this time, his attention was all on Harry, and he seemed hesitant to speak.

Mike found a lot of "old acquaintances", and Neville seemed to be being educated by his grandma, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Malfoy in the distance was saying goodbye to his parents. The temperament of their family was very similar, and they all exuded a self-righteous atmosphere. There was a large circle of open space around them, and everyone was walking around them.

The three of them walked quickly onto the train that was about to start, found an empty box and sat down.

Ron, who sat down, obviously couldn't hold back himself anymore, he mustered up his courage and said, "Are you really Harry Potter?"

Harry pushed back his bangs, showing Ron the lightning-shaped scar.

"My God! I'm actually sitting in the same box as the legendary Harry Potter!" Ron began to chat with Harry.

Looking at the two people chatting enthusiastically, Mike felt that he needed to join in.

"Harry, I have inquired in Diagon Alley these days, and I have also heard about your affairs. I have to say that the situation may not be as optimistic as we thought."

Mike said with a serious look.

"Because you defeated the Dark Lord, many people who used to hang out with the Dark Lord are very dissatisfied with you, especially those pure-blood nobles."

Mike began to indoctrinate Harry with his own ideas. It was the easiest way to brainwash a simple-minded kid like Harry. If Dumbledore could do it, so could Mike.

"That's right, Harry, those so-called nobles don't have any good stuff, especially those from Slytherin, they are full of little Death Eaters!" Ron, who was on the side, immediately agreed with Mike's words and began to echo.

Mike looked a little funny. Ron himself came from one of the 28 pure-blood families. On the other hand, he was so proficient in speaking ill of pure-blood nobles. No wonder the Weasley family was called pure-blood traitors.

Harry was obviously intimidated by the two, and hurriedly started asking them questions about the wizarding world.

As the topic deepened, Ron also warmed up to Mike, and the snack seller came in and Harry bought a bunch of snacks for everyone to eat.

Just as the three of them were eating snacks and chatting, Neville with a big round face walked in.

"Sorry, have you seen my toad?" Neville said with tears in his eyes.

Harry and Ron shook their heads.

"I lost it again, it must hate me! It's always trying to run away from me!"

"He'll be back." Seeing this, Mike hurried forward to comfort him. Neville Longbottom is also a member of the 28 pure-blood family, the Longbottom family. make friends. "Well, I'll go find it with you."

"Really, but forget it, I don't want to trouble you, thank you."

It can be seen that Neville is an inferior and autistic child.

"That's it, let's go." Knowing that facing such a child needs to be direct and tough, Mike led Neville out of the box. "Harry, you and Ron are not coming, we need someone to watch over our luggage."

Hearing the sound, Harry, who originally wanted to step forward to help, sat down again.

Mike led Neville through one car after another. On the way, it was Mike who asked the people in the box all the time, while Neville just followed behind Mike with his head down.

When Mike opened the last compartment of the first grade, a girl with thick hair appeared in front of his eyes. It was Hermione Granger, one of the Salvation Trio.

Looking at the girl with big teeth in front of him, Mike couldn't help showing a smile of a successful plan.

All of this is Mike's plan, first to instill in the savior the idea that pure-blood nobles are bad guys.Impress the Salvation Trio and Neville as helpful and competent.

"Did you see Neville's toad?" Mike said to Hermione, laughing, his face stiffening all the way.

"What kind of toad, does anyone really keep toads as pets? I mean don't you think they are disgusting? You are also new students at Hogwarts!" Hermione threw a toad like a cannonball. Big list of questions.

"Laifu has the blood of the invisible leopard, let's forget it, we can't find it. Anyway, it will appear by itself later, it should be." Neville raised his head and forced a smile at Mike, but the tears still held back. Can't stop flowing down. "Thank you so much for accompanying me in my search for so long, Mike."

"It's okay, Neville, you said before that Laifu often disappears for a while and then suddenly reappears?"

"Yes."

"Then it's not a big problem Neville, Laifu is playing with you. It can be seen that it likes you very much, otherwise it won't come back after running away." Mike comforted Neville. "We were looking around for the last time. If we couldn't do it, we went to the school and asked the teacher to help us find it."

Neville lowered his head to hide the tears welling up in his eyes, and kept thanking him in a low, inaudible voice.

"Okay ma'am, sorry to bother you, we're going to find Neville's toad."

"Wait! I'm coming too. By the way, do you know magic? I've tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they all work. No one in my family knows magic, so When I got my admission letter, I was astounded, but also very happy, because, I mean, it's the best wizarding school I know, and I know all the textbooks by heart , of course, I just hope it works."

Mike was probably the first person of the same age that Miss Granger met along the way, and when she saw that he was about to leave, she immediately followed him. As for Neville, she had long since ignored him.

Hermione kept talking along the way, until the three returned to Harry's box, Mike held out his hand to signal her to shut up.

Because at this moment, the door of Harry's box was being blocked by two tall teenagers.

"I think I can tell the difference by myself."

When Mike squeezed into the box from between the two, he heard Harry say to Malfoy coldly.

"What happened?"

"Mike!"

"Mike! He's Draco Malfoy! They're all Death Eaters!"

The two saw Mike scrambling to talk.

"Yeah! Red hair, tattered clothes, I think you must be a Weasley. I don't think there's anything new in your body, after all, your father's poor salary can't support you at all. Listen Is it true that your mother even went out to sell snacks to subsidize the family, Weasley!"

Draco blushed and stared at Ron.

Seeing this, Mike stepped forward and grabbed Draco by the collar, looking down at him.

"You want to fight, kid? Huh? You want me to punch you in the face? I swear I'll beat you so hard your mother wouldn't recognize you!"

In past and present lives, Mike has killed many people.Draco felt as if he was facing a tiger with his murderous eyes.

Goyle and Crabbe on the side wanted to step forward to help, but Neville, who was trembling all over, desperately held him back.

Not long after, Draco broke out in a cold sweat.After struggling to break free from Mike's shackles, he straightened his neckline with trembling hands to hide his embarrassment.

"You wait for me! My father is the school manager of Hogwarts! I want him to expel you all!"

Draco left a harsh word, and led Goyle and Crabbe to leave quickly. Even after walking a long way, he could still hear him scolding them.

　This chapter was coded by my mobile phone when I was on the night shift. There may be some problems in the details. I welcome your comments.

　　There are many characters in this chapter. In order to take care of those who are not familiar with the original plot, I have deliberately described the appearance and personality of each of them. Even if this will make the plot seem a bit procrastinated, please forgive me.

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