Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Compared with other floors, the eighth floor of Hogwarts is very deserted. There are no classrooms that little wizards use on a daily basis. Therefore, people who come here either have no purpose, or are lost or bored.

And Mike is obviously the one with ulterior motives.

He was standing across from the tapestry of Barnabas being beaten by the troll stick, where the famous Room of Requirement was located.

Legend has it that the Room of Requirement can meet almost any needs of the user, as long as he walks back and forth across the tapestry three times, and at the same time recites what he wants three times in his mind.

A door will then appear on that bare wall, and upon opening you will find a room furnished just to suit your needs.

It is said that Dumbledore was in a hurry to urinate and couldn't find the toilet after a drinking party. He was pacing back and forth in front of the request room, and at this time, a door suddenly appeared on the wall. When he entered, he found that the room was full. A variety of luxurious and luxurious potty.

He also stowed away the potty he had used that night afterward.

No one knows how Dumbledore discovered the Room of Requirement, but what is certain is that there must be a lot of people who know that the Room of Requirement exists.

Hogwarts has nurtured countless excellent wizards over the centuries, and there are definitely some lucky ones among these people.

Mike looked at the wall in front of him and began to pace slowly. Now his priority is to use the Requirement Room's experimental magic to detect the magic when it erupts, instead of exploring the secrets of the Requirement Room.

"I need a training room for training spells..." Mike repeated three times in his mind.

A door appeared silently on the wall, and he succeeded.

Inside the door is a room somewhat similar to Professor Flitwick's training room, but much larger than his.

The surrounding walls look like normal walls, but if you cast magic on them, you will find that these walls are surprisingly resistant to magic.

There are also training dummies in this training room, which are the same alchemy dummies as the ones in Flivina, but the style of these dummies is obviously more primitive and obviously not a product of this era.

"Tarantera Dance!"

With a flash of Mike's wand, an alchemy puppet not far away began to tap dance.

"It looks good," Mike thought to himself.

After confirming that the facilities of the training ground were in good condition, Mike started today's experiment.

He closed his eyes and didn't move, and began to mobilize his inner anger.

The strange thing is that a few minutes passed and nothing happened. It seems that Mike's previous idea of ​​magic burst is correct, and he is indeed slowly losing the ability to burst magic.

But to feel the magic, that's the only way Mike can think of right now.

The helpless Mike could only close his eyes again, recalling the thing that annoyed him the most in his memory, his daughter Trish in his previous life.

Trish had always dreamed of being a star, and if she was gifted and normal academic, maybe Mike would have backed her.

But she is not willing to give up her dream because of her talent. In the end, she even volunteered to be the heroine of the company's new play in order to sign a contract with the film company. Normally, Mike should bless her.

But that new drama is one of those indescribable little movies.

An angry Mike rushed to the set with a gun as soon as he received the news.

Thinking back on all this, Mike's expression gradually became grim, and the temperature around him was rising rapidly.

Finally, with a roar. A large group of flames erupted around Mike, and the flames scorched everything around him indiscriminately. Fortunately, it only existed for a moment, otherwise Mike would have been severely burned today.

The flames dissipated, revealing Mike lying on the floor with his hands covering his head.

Mike wasn't hurt.

Apart from the burnt and tattered robes on his body, he didn't have any injuries at all, and even his hair was not damaged because he was guarded by his hands.

Trying to turn his body over, Mike laughed, and he clearly felt the flow of magic in the explosion of magic just now.

Please forgive Mike and the author's lack of cultural knowledge, I really can't find the exact words and sentences to describe that feeling.

In Mike's original words, the moment the magic burst out, he felt like lumps of viscous asphalt moving rapidly from his veins, and the process was extremely rough.

That kind of asphalt-like thing is hard to describe, but once you experience it, you will never forget it.

Finally, it reached the surface of his skin and was fired from every pore like a bullet.

Now Mike's whole body is burning with pain, and the backlash from the magic explosion just now is very strong.

But he survived, and not only did he survive, he managed to feel the magic.

Mike scrambled to the corner table where he had put his wand in case it was destroyed during the experiment.

As a light spot appeared on the tip of the wand, Mike felt the flow of magic again.

Although it was so weak that it could be ignored, he still felt it. He felt a wave of energy slowly pooling from his whole body, and finally released through his wand, forming the "fluorescent flicker" he was releasing now.

Mike was relieved, if he still couldn't feel it this time, he would have to burst out again or even several times, it would be too dangerous.

Although Mike has a strong gold finger, he is confident that he will not die under the explosion of magic power, but maybe because of his age, he feels that his whole body will be torn apart when the magic power explodes. It was so painful.

Although it hurt to death, Mike still maintained the "fluorescent flickering", carefully feeling the weak flow of magic.

He had to keep this feeling firmly in his mind, and if he forgot it would be a waste of time.

After an unknown time, Mike, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes.

Don't get me wrong, this time Mike didn't fall asleep, he just felt the magic flow of "fluorescent flash".

Mike fell into a strange state just now, and only the faint flow of magic remained in his perception.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mike felt that the originally weak flow of magic power became clearer after he exited from this state.

Mike stood up struggling, he decided that today's experiment will be here first.

Although the pain on the body is much better, the body and spirit are not tired. This is probably the sequelae of overuse of magic power. Mike now just wants to go back to his bed and sleep.

When he arrived in the corridor, Mike found that it was completely dark, and the corridor was dark, and the only light source was the faint light on Mike's wand.

Qiang cheered up and walked towards Ravenclaw's tower, the footsteps that had sounded negligible during the day echoed in the corridor and spread far away.

Passing by the door of a classroom, a pair of big hands stretched out from inside, covering Mike's mouth and pulling him into the dark classroom.