Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Late at night, Filch hugged Mrs. Lorice and lay on the hardboard in the office.

　　 In the past, at this time, he was patrolling Hogwarts, specifically to catch the students who wandered at night. He called this hunting and enjoyed it.

　　 But today is different. He received a notice and Dumbledore asked him not to patrol today, saying that it was for the sake of his safety.

　　 Filch dismissed this at all. He, Filch, who has been a key keeper at Hogwarts for a lifetime would be afraid of the students who travel at night? This is simply a big joke!

　　 So, Filch went out on patrols as usual, but he fled again soon after stepping out of the office door and seemed to retreat!

"They are probably crazy! They are not afraid of me at all, and they cast spells at me!" Filch said to Mrs. Loris with a nervous expression, "We will not patrol tonight, they are too crowded. It's too dangerous!"

　　 While talking, Filch retracted his exposed feet into the quilt.

　　 What happened today really made him feel scared, and it really made him understand again. He is just a dumb gun. In front of those talented students, he is just a waste!

　　At the same time, Hogwarts is very lively, and countless students are wandering in the castle holding their wands high.

They are so unscrupulous, but they are not to blame, because the old fellow Filch has been scared back to the office by them, and the other professors have no idea why they have not come out to arrest them, that is, they At least one whole night will be spent looking for that assassin!

　　 It's just that such a search actually doesn't make much sense. They have a very low probability of finding an assassin. They know this too well, so the nature of this collective night tour began to change.

　　 The night tour was too exciting for most of them. They wandered around Hogwarts unscrupulously, and the portraits on the wall naturally accused them of this behavior.

　　 Then, those portraits suffered, and the students who were in the mood directly scratched their frames!

　　 The same thing is still happening in many places. Smiley faces are painted on the armor in the castle, and graffiti is painted on the stone walls...

And in the hallway on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, twelve grieving students slowly walked out of the responsive room, and they walked to their respective lounges in a muddled manner, except for two who went back to Hedge. The ten other people besides Patch and Gryffindor were all walking towards Slytherin, and behind them were Franklin and dozens of black-robed wizards following them mightily.

　　 Zhou Hong's words to be targeted gave Franklin a lot of inspiration, so he aimed his finger at Slytherin College.

This is not surprising at all. If anyone at Hogwarts is most likely to kill Mike, it must be a Slytherin person. At the same time, it is also possible that those pure-blooded nobles have powerful black magic items hidden in their hands. It's very high, so Franklin decided not to do two things, he will attack the Slytherin lounge tonight!

The group of them walked toward Slytherin mightily. Not surprisingly, they were discovered by the students wandering in the castle. Those students quietly fell behind Franklin and others. They were all very Curious about what Franklin and others wanted to do, after all, Franklin was the one who posted the notice.

　　 Franklin was so happy, he even wished that more people would follow them, because then it would be more difficult for Dumbledore to punish him. After all, the law does not blame the public!

And under his deliberate indulgence, the people behind Franklin began to become more and more arrogant. Some of them even got into the team of the mutual aid association, talking and laughing with the players inside. thing.

　　 By the time everyone came to the Slytherin gate, the number of this team had reached an astonishing one hundred!

　　 Such a large number of people naturally shocked the ghost of Slytherin, and Barrow, the Blood Man, slowly appeared, blocking the way everyone must pass.

　　 "Give me back!"

　　 Barrow the blood said coldly.

　　 He has a cold face, a deep tone, and the silver blood on his chest dress is still glowing strangely under the magical fluorescence.

　　 Franklin's team stopped. Almost nothing in Hogwarts was not afraid of Barrow the Blood. This ghost was nothing short of sorrow!

　　 Everyone looked at Franklin, he was the organizer of this operation.

　　 "Heh! If you tell us to go back, we will go back, then am I very shameless?"

　　 Franklin said arrogantly, not knowing when the wand had appeared in his hand.

　　 "Give me back!" Barrow the blood man raised a blood-stained axe and said, "I don't want to repeat it a third time!"

　　 "Really... Call God to guard!"

　　 Along with Franklin's shout, a holy white light flashed from the tip of his staff.

　　 This white light is like a horse, almost full-bodied as the essence, it hit the **** Barrow in a flash!

　　 "Ha! Little carving skills!"

The blood man Barrow smiled grimly. As a ghost, the protection curse could indeed expel him, but Franklin's protection curse, which had not even formed the physical patron saint, was obviously not strong enough. He just shook his body and ignored it. Wipe white light.

　　 But, this is just the beginning!

　　 Barrow the Blood just raised the axe in his hand and prepared to teach the other a lesson. The dozens of mutual aid club members behind Franklin raised their wands!

　　 "Call God to guard!"

　　 With a burst of shouts in unison, dozens of white lights rose from the side of everyone.

　　 Although these rays of light are very faint, but the gathering of so many rays of light has formed a dazzling holy light, which pierced Barrow's chest straight!

　　 The students following Franklin and others couldn't help closing their eyes, but the dazzling white light still irritated their tears.

　　 When they opened their eyes, the **** Barrow who had stood in front of them was gone!

　　Barrow the Blood Man is defeated!

　　……

　　Meanwhile, the Slytherin lounge was brightly lit, and Malfoy was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

　　 His legs are shaking quickly, his breathing is very fast, and he is extremely anxious.

　　 He can't help but worry!

　　 Franklin was not there when they acted today, but their movements still surprised him.

You must know that Malfoy has not forgotten the task assigned to him by Voldemort, and has been working hard for it, and even has made some key progress. If Franklin and the others suddenly jumped out and made some big moves at this time, it would be very It may affect his next plan.

　　 And just when Malfoy was in anxiety and unable to extricate himself, a dozen Slytherin students gathered behind him.

　　 These people are all Slytherin prefects of all grades, and they are gathering here to discuss the rescue of the Slytherin students who were kidnapped by Franklin.

　　 As the only son of the most wealthy Malfoy family in the magical world today, Draco, who is still likely to have been on the line with Voldemort, naturally became the leader of these people.

　　 It's just that Draco, the leader, is obviously a bit unreliable. Now the meeting has been going on for nearly three hours, but he has been sitting there without saying a word, which makes everyone else very unhappy.

　　 Finally, a seventh-grade girl prefect couldn't help it. She suddenly stood up from her seat, looked around and said in a sarcasm:

　　 "Heh! Is this the backbone of your boys? Classmates dare not do anything if they are taken away, just sit here endlessly wrangling?"

　　As soon as she said this, several male prefects immediately cast angry glances at her.

　　Of course, they also wanted to hit the door directly to rescue their classmates, but helplessly, they were afraid of Mike's revenge afterwards.

　　 You need to know that from the current situation, Mike is likely to be crazy. It would be unwise to provoke the other party in this situation.

　　 The girl obviously knew this too, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow in her heart.

　　 This is the well-known weakness of the Slytherins nowadays. The good point is called the judgement of the situation and the bad point is called bullying and fearing the hard.

　　 She took a deep breath, cast her eyes to Draco who had been silent for a while, gritted her teeth and said:

　　 "If Chris was still there, he would never allow this to happen!"

Draco's eyebrows twitched, he had already noticed that after the other party said that, everyone in the room focused on him. If he continues to remain silent, his identity as the leader may be affected. Snatched away.

　　 Slytherins will not obey a weak trash!

　　 But he really asked him to go head-to-head with Franklin and the others, but he didn't dare, so he took a deep breath, ready to say something to perfuse everyone.

　　 But at this moment, the Slytherin door was opened!

　　 Everyone in the lounge instinctively cast their sights, and saw the abducted Slytherin students walking in through the door with a dazed expression.

　　 Draco was overjoyed when he saw that, but the smile on his face froze as soon as the smile on his face appeared, because behind the Slytherins stood dense figures, among which Franklin, the leader, was rubbing his wand and smiling at him.

　　 Almost instinctively, all the Slightly in the lounge bounced from their seats, drew their wands and pointed them at the visitor.

　　 But it was too late. Before they could recite the spell, a few blood-red rays of light flashed from behind Franklin, and the magic wand in their hands flew accurately!

　　 The Slytherins were ashamed, and the number of the opponents was almost countless. In this situation, they might only be able to catch them.

　　 "Gentlemen and ladies, good evening."

　　 Franklin approached the Slytherins step by step with his wand, and every time he took a step, Draco and the others would instinctively step back.

　　 "Later, we will do a physical examination for everyone, and please cooperate with us, otherwise..."

　　 Franklin said as he flicked his wand, a red glow shot out, smashing a piece of porcelain in the window.

　　 Franklin looked very proud. This is the silent spell version that he has learned recently, except for your weapon. It can now be released at will.

　　 And Draco's complexion was darker. The porcelain just now was an antique from the East, worth hundreds of dollars!

　　 But he was obviously not stupid enough to tell it in front of Franklin, because the Slytherins around him had already raised their hands and surrendered.

　　 Upon seeing this, Draco sighed and raised his hands up.

　　 Then, a disaster began. Under Franklin's command, the Slytherins who were sleeping in the dormitory were pulled out of the bed one by one and gathered in the lounge.

Afterwards, Zhou Hong stepped forward to use their abilities one by one. This time because of the small number of people, he increased the use of abilities. If any of these people had actually assassinated Mike or planned to assassinate Mike, then he would definitely escape. Can't drop!

　　 Draco in the crowd looked at the classmates who were caught looking at Zhou Hong one by one, almost desperate in his heart.

　　 He still knows something about Zhou Hong's abilities. He knows that if he doesn't take some measures, he will definitely reveal himself!

　　 Just, in this situation, do you really have room to resist?

　　 Draco looked at the crowded Slytherin lounge in front of him, thinking so desperately.

　　 On the other side, Zhou Hong didn't think so much. With the help of the members of the mutual aid association, he moved quickly, and he quickly eliminated nearly half of the Slytherin students.

　　 It is reasonable to say that the people who have been investigated by Zhou Hong can basically be ruled out, but those who came to the Slytherin lounge with Franklin don't think much.

　　 Anyone who has been investigated by Zhou Hong will be arrested and tortured again!

　　 These Slytherins are taking their own orders. Zhou Hong's investigation is fairly gentle. Asking a few questions and looking at each other is over, but now these people in front of them are different. It was as if they were simply trying to avenge these arrogant Slytherins, they had come up with all kinds of strange tricks.

　　 What is it like pouring caterpillars in female Slytherin pajamas and snakes in male Slytherin pants~www.readwn.com~ Transformed goats to lick the soles of those Slytherin feet...

For a time, the entire Slytherin lounge became chaotic, with cries, screams, and laughter all mixed together. This huge movement even attracted many mermaids in Black Lake to lie down in Slytherin. Crowd on the glass ceiling on the top floor of the room!

　　 Franklin ignored all of this. His only task was to find the assassin, so his gaze was focused on Zhou Hong from beginning to end.

　　 And Zhou Hong obviously did not disappoint Franklin. After a while, Zhou Hong finally came to Draco.

　　 Two tall and sturdy members of the mutual aid association controlled Draco and forced his eyelids apart, making him look at Zhou Hong.

　　 "Have you assassinated Mike?"

　　 Zhou Hong asked directly, but Draco reflexively replied:

　　 "No! Absolutely not!"

　　 Zhou Hong nodded and continued to ask:

　　 "Do you want to kill Mike?"

　　 As soon as he said this, the expression on Draco's face was stagnant, and at the same time Zhou Hong's face was smiling.

　　 He didn't need Draco to answer anymore, because the other party's inner thoughts had already told him the answer.

　　 He turned his head to look at Franklin, and said with a smile:

　　 "Get him up."