As time passed, the two Ravenclaw students guarding the door of Mike's room began to regret more and more why they had agreed to Professor Flitwick to come and protect Mike.

Guarding the door as a doorman is really a very boring job. During the day, people come and go, but at night, everyone has gone back to sleep, but they can only guard Mike's door like two armored statues.

"Brother, I don't think this is going to work." The guard who kicked the little mouse away said to his friend next to him, "Why don't we take turns guarding the door? You go to rest first, and then come and take my place after three hours. Finally, I'll be here

Come back before dawn and no one will notice."

"No! The reason why we sent two people to guard here is because we alone can't sound the alarm when we are attacked! So we have to guard here together."

The guard who heard the suggestion to take a rest was speechless. What his friend said was absolutely correct.

However, it would be too boring to stand here like a fool all night. It would be better if he could play wizard chess to pass the time, but he knew his friend's temperament very well and the other party would not allow it.

I play wizard chess at times like this.

Thinking like this, the guard shook his head helplessly and leaned against the wall with a dejected look on his face, thinking about his beloved girl, hoping to keep himself awake.

But what the two guards didn't know was that while the two of them were arguing about whether to take turns to rest, the little mouse that was kicked out had already taken the opportunity to get into Mike's ward.

In the ward, Mike was lying on the bed, breathing steadily and long.

Suddenly, there was a very slight rustling sound, and a little mouse without a tail got in from the gap between the door and the ground.

The little mouse struggled into the room, its nose twitching in the air, and a pair of small eyes shining with a faint green light in the dark night locked on Mike in an instant.

The little mouse's eyes lit up when he discovered the goal of his trip, and his four short legs quickly swung towards Mike.

However, not long after it ran out, a faint black mist poured out from the corner, immediately wrapping it in it.

This black mist seemed to contain some kind of toxin. In just a few breaths, the little mouse screamed and lay motionless on the ground.

After doing all this, the black mist returned to the corner again, but at this moment, the originally dead little mouse started twitching.

There was a sound of bones and flesh breaking and twisting in the darkness, and the little mouse was seen to have disappeared, but there was a piece of parchment where it originally lay.

The black mist turned into Papi the raven, opened his mouth, picked up the parchment, and landed on Mike's pillow.

"Wake up humans, there is your letter!" Papi the raven complained, "Damn it! Why should I do the work of an owl!"

Raven Papi's voice carried a magical power that penetrated directly through Mike's skull and was instilled into Mike's brain. When Mike woke up and saw a piece of parchment with a torn corner in his mouth, he was a little confused.

It wasn't until Papi the Raven explained to Mike what had just happened that Mike became serious.

Mike lit up the magic lamp in the room, unfolded the parchment and saw that it read crookedly:

'I want to talk to you and come to the Forbidden Forest alone now. Besides, I already know your biggest secret.'

Although it was only a short two lines, it made Mike break out in a cold sweat.

Mike almost immediately thought that his secret as a time-travelling reborn person had been exposed, and the person who sent this letter was probably Percy!

But then Mike quickly denied this speculation.

It should be true that the person who sent the letter was Percy or the young Voldemort, but the secret he mentioned was unlikely to be rebirth, because Mike protected this secret very well.

Then, he should be referring to the secrets about the Ravenclaw Crown and the Trial of the Secret Realm.

Mike thought so, and the irritability in his heart eased a little, but only a little, because neither of these two secrets could be leaked.

The former will make Mike a target of public criticism, while the leakage of the latter will not only make Professor Flitwick and others no longer trust Mike, but more seriously, it may even expose the former, which is absolutely unacceptable to Mike.

Papi the raven watched the expression on Mike's face change violently, and let out a schadenfreude of laughter. However, the next moment, Mike's hand pinched its neck, causing the unpleasant squeaking sound to get stuck in his throat.

"Papi, become the Greedy Pendant again, we have to go!"

Mike said expressionlessly. He had already made a decision in a very short period of time. Mike must protect his own secrets. As for the person who sent him the letter, whether he was Percy or not, he was dead.

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Putting the greedy pendant that Papi had turned into around his neck again, Mike began to check his equipment.

The Greed Pendant, Combat Wand Sheath, Blackthorn Wand, and Duel Champion Badge. Although he had already put on these equipment before he went to bed, Mike checked them again just to be safe.

Then he took out a set of jet-black tactical uniforms that looked a bit like special J uniforms from the bag of the Seamless Stretch Spell and put them on. This was ordered together with the desert camouflage tactical uniforms before, and now it comes in handy.

, and in addition, Mike also ordered a variety of tactical uniforms such as rainforest camouflage, land and sea special combat uniforms.

After thinking about it, Mike finally took out a teardrop-shaped glass container from the bag, and without hesitation drank the elixir that glowed with light gold inside.

Suddenly, a heat spread throughout Mike's body, and the wound on his chest that was still painful no longer hurt at this moment.

But other than that, Mike didn't notice any changes in himself.

Shaking his head to get rid of the thought that this cup of blessed elixir might be a fake, Mike stood in front of the open window, took a deep breath and recited the incantation of the Disillusionment Curse.

Half an hour later, Mike, who had entered the invisible state, had already appeared at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.

Mike had been to the Forbidden Forest when he was in the first grade, and even fought against Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest. But the amazing thing is that when Mike entered the Forbidden Forest again this time, he still had to face Voldemort, a weirdo without a nose.

Not to mention that the goddess of destiny really likes to joke sometimes.

With this thought in mind, Mike carefully walked into the Forbidden Forest.

I don’t know whether it was the blessing elixir that took effect or whether Hagrid carried out a wave of raids on the beasts in the Forbidden Forest after what happened in the first grade. Mike reached the depths of the Forbidden Forest effortlessly this time, not even catching a single beast along the way.

No animals were encountered.

However, at this moment, eight eyes with green light appeared in front of Mike.

"Shattered to pieces!"

Without almost any hesitation, Mike raised his hand and shot a crushing curse towards the glowing eyes in front of him.

A harsh squeaking sound was heard, the eyes in front of Mike suddenly disappeared, and then an unpleasant rotting smell filled the air.

I don't know if it was because of the harsh squeaking sound or the smell of rotting animals, but countless pairs of green eyes appeared in the dark forbidden forest after the death of the unknown monster.

Mike watched helplessly as those eight-eyed monsters quickly rushed towards the place where the monster died at the beginning, followed by waves of disgusting eating sounds and squeaking sounds of fighting for food.

In just a few breaths, the sound that could give children nightmares finally stopped, and a group of huge Acromantulas crawled out of the shadows.

"follow me."

The leading Acromantula said these three words to Mike in unskilled English, and then turned and walked deeper into the forest, not caring at all that Mike had just killed one of its kind before.

Mike looked at the Acromantula walking further and further in front of him, and followed him without hesitation for too long. The Acromantulas around him also started to move. In an instant, a large amount of rustling sound swept Mike away.

Surrounded by it.

Mike could clearly sense that the shadows around him were all Acromantulas that were larger than adults. Each of these Acromantulas were staring at him with their four pairs of cold eyes.

Full of the desire to hunt, I'm afraid they would have swarmed them if the giant Acromantula not suppressing them.

Facing the prying eyes of these Acromantulas, Mike's heart did not waver at all, and he just followed the Acromantula in front of him and walked forward.

If he remembered correctly, these Acromantulas should have been domesticated by Hagrid. Although Acromantulas were banned by the Ministry of Magic because of their huge size, terrifying fertility, highly toxic venom and strong aggression.

It is classified as an extremely dangerous creature and even labeled as a dark magic creature, prohibiting anyone from raising it.

But Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts, obviously doesn't think so. In his eyes, these huge, scary-looking monsters with eight eyes are all cute and well-behaved babies.

That's why he allowed these Acromantulas to reproduce wantonly in the Forbidden Forest, even making other creatures in the Forbidden Forest uneasy and unconcerned because of their astonishing reproduction speed and desire for prey.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a clearing suddenly appeared in front of Mike's eyes.

In the center of the open space, there was a burning bonfire. Percy, wearing a plain Hogwarts robe and red hair, was sitting by the bonfire with a wooden stick skewering the leg of an unknown creature.

Roast and sprinkle some seasonings from time to time.

These Acromantulas seemed to be very afraid of Percy, and they dispersed like a tide after sending Mike to Percy.

Mike moved his eyes away from Percy and found that there was an Acromantula body next to Percy. This Acromantula was much larger than the ordinary Acromantula, even larger than the one leading Mike.

The one was bigger, and the Acromantula was missing a leg.

Mike looked at the leg of the unknown creature that Percy was roasting, and immediately understood the origin of the leg.

"Wow, our guest is finally here." Percy said without raising his head, "Please wait a moment, I'll be finished here soon."

"Don't say whether these are available or not, let's go directly to the topic."

Mike clenched his wand and looked at Percy beside the campfire warily.

"You're too impatient, Mike, sit down quickly, I'm ready." Percy cut a small piece of barbecue with a knife and tasted it, "Yeah! yami (delicious)!"

Looking at Percy's satisfied face, Mike felt sick in his stomach and said impatiently: "Stop doing these little tricks, Tom Riddle! Or, Voldemort!"

"Looks like you know it all, Mike."

"Tell me what secret you know about me?!"

Percy, no, the young Voldemort Tom Riddle shook his head helplessly when he saw Mike's answer to the wrong question, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll be honest, I just want to have a good talk with you about the facts.

I don’t know your secret at all..."

"Avada Kedavra!"

Before Tom could finish his words, a ray of emerald green light shot out from the black pear wood wand in Mike's hand and shot toward Tom, who was holding a roasted leg in one hand and a knife in the other by the campfire.

However, just when the Killing Curse was about to hit Tom, he saw his right hand holding the barbecue violently wave, and a similarly green light suddenly appeared, knocking Mike's Killing Curse away.

The green light on Tom's right hand gradually dissipated, and the barbecue skewered on the wooden stick in his hand had long since disappeared, leaving only the wooden stick on which the meat was skewered.

And that stick was actually Percy's wand.

'He used Percy's wand to cook meat?'

Mike was immediately shocked by Voldemort's coquettish operation. For most wizards, the wand is not only a weapon, but also a comrade in fighting together. This is the concept that the entire wizard society has instilled in them since they were young, so most wizards are very interested in it.

He takes great care of his wand, and most wizards have never thought about using it to skewer pieces of meat for barbecue.

"What a pity, this roasted leg is the best roasted leg I have ever roasted." Tom said with some regret, "You may not know that when I went to school, the food at Hogwarts was not as good as it is now, so

I often go hunting in the forbidden forest with my classmates.

Yes, my fellow Slytherins call this predatory behavior hunting, as if saying so makes the behavior more elegant, as if they come not because they are greedy, but because they are interested.

It’s the same as hunting animals in the Forbidden Forest. Haha, it’s really hypocritical, isn’t it?”

Mike watched Voldemort talking about interesting things from his school days with great interest, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Voldemort didn't recite any spells when he knocked off his own death curse just now, which means that Voldemort had already mastered the silent spellcasting technique when he was a student. Mike really couldn't imagine what kind of talent this was.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Sit down quickly, I have a lot of things that I need to talk to you about."
Chapter completed!