Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Mike was not worried at all about the guests being tracked, and was even a little happy to see it happen.

After all, not all of the people invited this time were firmly on Mike's side, there were also many swingers among them.

It is impossible for these swing factions to help Mike wholeheartedly. They all have their own demands. There are many things that Mike can give, and the Ministry of Magic can also give them.

But if the Ministry of Magic, represented by Chris, discovers that they have come all the way to China to attend Mike's speech rally, then these losers will be blacklisted by most of the Ministry of Magic around the world.

By that time, they won't be able to complete the team even if they don't think about it.

This is a complete conspiracy. Those outsiders are unwilling to give up the huge interests that may exist on Mike's side, and it is absolutely impossible for the Ministry of Magic to allow Mike to gather people like this unscrupulously.

Then things can only proceed as Mike expected.

Thinking of this, Mike raised the corners of his mouth, chuckled twice, and prepared to return to his office.

It was already very quiet before the day of the speech, and he still had to prepare his own speech.

Of course, you are absolutely wishful thinking if you expect him to write any outstanding speeches. Mike is still very self-aware. To be on the safe side, Mike’s idea is to practice borrowing and directly adapt existing great speeches.

Anyway, these wizards and non-human intelligent creatures will not study the speech cases belonging to Muggles.

But just when Mike was about to leave, he found that Zhou Hong, who had been staying by his side since just now, suddenly became a little confused.

It's like there's something you want to say but you don't dare to say it.

"What's wrong with you? Zhou Hong."

Facing Mike's inquiry, Zhou Hong's expression became even more tangled. He stood there and hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and asked:

"Mike, are you sure you really told Victor not to study the Deathly Hallows?"

"Yes, I have no interest in the Deathly Hallows. There is no need to lie to you about this matter." Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that Victor is still conducting research?"

Zhou Hong's face darkened and he said:

"He hid it very well, and since he became completely mechanized, I have been unable to detect his inner thoughts. But despite this, I still found some clues! Victor, this guy, was reading the fable and death over and over again Legends related to the Hallows, he definitely has ideas about the Deathly Hallows!"

Zhou Hong gritted his teeth when he said this, and Mike frowned when he heard it.

He really didn't expect Victor to ignore his advice and continue to study the Deathly Hallows.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising.

After all, the three Deathly Hallows are all the crystallization of ancient and supreme mysterious knowledge. A scientific madman like Victor will inevitably be interested in such things.

On the contrary, it was Zhou Hong's reaction that made Mike a little concerned.

After all, Mike could tell from Zhou Hong's words just now that he seemed to have been following Victor during this period.

This is a bit extreme.

After thinking for a moment, Mike looked at Zhou Hong, who was still in a nervous state, and said:

"I know what you are worried about, but don't worry, I will warn Victor again later. In addition, the elder wand and resurrection stone have been taken back by me and kept close to me. Even if Victor wants to continue research, as long as I If you are still alive, no one will gather the Three Hallows of Death."

"Hopefully, I will continue to keep an eye on Victor to prevent him from crossing the line." Zhou Hong said solemnly, "Mike, I hope you can understand that the Three Holy Artifacts of Death are really very dangerous things. The consequences will be unbearable for us.”

Mike nodded, and then said as if he thought of something:

"In that case, why don't we destroy one of them? Then we will never be able to collect the three holy weapons of death, right?

Anyway, I'm only interested in the elder wand. As for the resurrection stone, that thing is of no use to me. "

"It won't work." Zhou Hong said quietly, "The ancient gods are omnipotent. They ask for anything from this world, and at the same time they are also very, very bad. They like to watch us kill each other and like to watch us perform. All kinds of classic dramas that are comical or tragic. The Three Hallows of Death serve as a medium to summon them, and they are also their tools to make the world more dramatic.

Even if you destroy the Three Deathly Hallows, they will immediately create other media. Instead of letting a medium unknown to us wander outside, like a time bomb that will be detonated without knowing when. It would be better to hold on to the existing media tightly to ensure that no one can collect them all. "

After saying that, Zhou Hong sighed deeply and left with a tired face without waiting for Mike to reply.

This left Mike who was standing there speechless, because the direction Zhou Hong was heading to was Victor's alchemy laboratory.

"Tsk! What a stubborn guy."

Shaking his head, Mike turned and left.

…

China, Westminster.

The vampire Carlisle and the elf Kled are in a business suite at the Buckingham Hotel 51.

It is said to be a suite, but in fact it is more like a high-end apartment.

The suite not only has multiple bathrooms and living rooms, but also an open kitchen and all kinds of high-end kitchenware.

Such a room is extremely difficult to book in a world-famous hotel like the Buckingham Hotel No. 51, which is located in the heart of the country.

Ordinary people, even if they have money, can’t book it.

Carlisle and Kled were both new here, so they were able to live here.

This is largely due to Carlisle's handsome appearance, decent conversation and the baronetcy he was awarded when he was in China.

Especially the last point, Carlisle still remembers the expressions of the beauties at the front desk when he announced his last name and took out the old title certificate with the seal of the King of the United States on it.

He was familiar with this expression, it was also the same look that carnivorous vampires had when they didn't see food.

However, luxury is luxury, but it does not mean that some people will cherish it.

Just like Kled right now.

He and his pet Sgar were playing around on the sofa. Seeing Sgar's sharp claws making cuts on the sofa, Carlisle suddenly felt a little distressed.

That's a leather sofa from the Victorian era!

Shaking his head, Carlisle finally chose to turn his head and look out the window.

It's evening at this time, and with the arrival of summer, the sunshine hours in China are also getting longer.

Just like at this moment, the red sun was still hanging in the sky and refused to fall into the Thames River, but the street lights on the street and the landscape lights on the buildings were already on.

The combination of the orange-red sunset and the gorgeous landscape lights made the entire city look like a dream.

Especially the Buckingham Palace, the guards in red top hats changing the guard under the setting sun, the majestic ravens circling around the skylight, and the classical, elegant, exquisite and spectacular Buckingham Palace itself, all made Carlisle involuntarily recall the past.

Gradually, Carlisle's pupils dilated, and he was actually fascinated by the sight.

I don't know how long it took, but a loud noise woke Carlisle up.

He turned around suddenly and saw that Kled, Edward and others had already changed into suits and were talking in the foyer.

Sigar, on the other hand, tilted his head and curiously looked at the broken porcelain fragments on the floor.

Seeing this, Carlisle felt a twinge of angina again, that was the porcelain of the Ming Dynasty!

Rubbing his cursed brow, Carlisle asked helplessly:

"Are you going to the bar again?"

"Of course! After all, this country is so boring!" Kled said with a laugh. "Fortunately, there are more drunkards in this country, and there are good shows in the bars every day! Otherwise, I would be suffocated to death sooner or later!"

"Tomorrow is the day of the speech, can't you just stay quiet for a day?"

"Stop?" Kled had an incredulous expression on his face, "The word "stop" doesn't exist in Kled's dictionary! Haha!"

Listening to Kled's words, Carlisle's brow that had finally been rubbed away wrinkled again.

The group of them came to the country not for tourism this time, but were invited to attend Mr. Mike Townley's speech.

This should have been a very solemn and solemn matter. In order to express their importance to this moment, they even rushed to the country of Yu a week in advance.

But after arriving, things became somewhat beyond Carlisle's expectations.

A chaotic and evil creature like Kled simply couldn't stand the rigid and peaceful atmosphere of the country of Yu, so he went out to cause trouble almost every night.

The key is that it doesn't matter if he causes trouble, he still wants to drag Edward along!

If things go on like this, Carlisle is really worried that Edward and the others will be led astray by Kled!

Of course, this is just a small thing.

What really made Carlisle uneasy was that Kled's high-profile behavior would most likely attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic.

When that time comes, they will be completely ruined.

As for your question why they didn't choose to use the disposable door keys that were distributed with the invitations and beamed directly into the venue on the day of the speech.

This is also a good answer.

Because creatures like vampires that do not master magic cannot use door keys.

As an elf, Kled can also use portkeys, but he has a phobia of teleportation and rejects all teleportation magic.

This is a very fatal problem. According to Kled, he has this problem because of a painful past that he cannot describe.

Carlisle couldn't comment much on this.

While Carlisle was lost in thought again, Kled, Edward and others had already left the suite.

When he came back to his senses, only a somewhat excited Sgar and porcelain fragments were left in the foyer.

Seeing this, Carlisle sighed deeply.

Stepped forward and cleaned up Sgar's crime scene.

'Happiness is all yours. I can only stay at home with a lizard, and I have to be responsible for shoveling poop and wiping the lizard's butt. ’

Thinking of this, Carlisle felt a sense of tightness in his chest.

If possible, Carlisle really wanted to beat that bastard Kled to death with a stick.

It's a pity that the two are now in the honeymoon period of cooperation. In order to resist the high pressure from the Magical Congress of the United States, he must not offend Kled.

Sighing, Carlisle could only touch Sgar's rough skin, then lowered his head and silently began to sort out the difficult tiles.

…

It wasn't until early in the morning that Kled took Edward back to the suite.

Judging from the blood stains on Kled's clothes and the lip prints between Edward's neck, the two of them must have had an extremely exciting night last night.

Carlisle had already dressed up and was sitting in the living room, enjoying a cup of English black tea in the morning light.

Opposite him, the big lizard Sgar changed from his naughty and mischievous appearance yesterday, and used very anthropomorphic movements to kneel on the sofa that it scratched yesterday.

With a solemn expression, and a cup of steaming black tea placed in front of it, the scene looked like Sgar was drinking tea with Carlisle.

Unfortunately, Sgar's peaceful state only lasted for a short period of time.

After discovering that Kled was back, Sgar jumped up from the sofa, threw himself into Kled's arms, and screamed non-stop, as if he was accusing something.

Upon seeing this, Kled punched Sgar's big spike-covered head open, then frowned and asked Carlisle:

"What did you do to it?"

"Nothing, I just gave it a lesson in court etiquette of the Kingdom of Yu."

As he spoke, Carlisle threw a book as thick as a dictionary on the coffee table.

Kled looked down and saw several large gilded letters written on the cover of the book:

"Ancient Rites"

Kled smacked his lips. It was hard for him to imagine how Carlisle taught the lizard Sgar.

However, there were no wounds on Sgar's body at all, so he probably didn't use force.

Is this a spiritual attack?

Seeing Sgar trembling behind him, Kled fell into deep doubts.

At this moment, Carlisle took a sip of black tea and said:

"Okay, hurry up and change your clothes, we're going to leave soon."

Hearing this, Klie no longer hesitated and waved his hand directly, and all the blood and stains on his body disappeared in an instant.

Edward walked into the cloakroom honestly and started to change clothes.

He didn't dare let Kled cast a cleansing spell on him.

Kled's magic level is inversely proportional to his force value, which is terrible.

Moreover, it is very troublesome for a vampire to travel during the day.

Edward and Carlisle not only had to wear thick suits and gloves that could tightly cover the whole body and not transmit light, but also applied a large amount of sunscreen on their faces and other places.

The only good thing is probably that the vampire has no body temperature.

Otherwise, this kind of weather would be so tight that ordinary humans would not be able to endure it.

After everyone was ready, the three of them left the suite and walked towards the Thames.

Their destination this time was a large basement by the Thames River.

This is also one of the few nuclear shelters in London.

But unlike other countries, the owner of this shelter is not an official organization, but a small nobleman who is deeply poisoned by the Mayan doomsday culture and firmly believes that the end of the world will come in 2012.

Of course, that is already a thing of the past.

Now this sanctuary has only one purpose, and that is to give lectures as a Mike and a Freemason!