Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 14 Franklin
The next day, when Mike woke up, the sun was shining brightly.The sunlight hit Mike's face through the glass window, and the short golden hair reflected the dazzling light under the sunlight.

From time to time, there will be shadows passing by outside the window, which are owls returning from delivering letters.These industrious messengers have traveled a long night and now urgently need to eat and sleep at the Owl House on the west side of Ravenclaw Tower.

With a regular knock on the door, Mike squinted his eyes and sat up from the bed.Scratching his head, he realized that he might need to get a haircut. The original size had unknowingly become longer, and it was not as comfortable to touch as before.

After adapting to the dazzling sunlight, Mike was not in a hurry to open the door.

He picked up the water glass from the bedside table and took a sip of the water he didn't drink last night. Mike began to tidy up his clothes. Last night, because of meditation, Mike fell asleep without taking off his clothes. He was full of wrinkles.

After tidying up his clothes, Mike opened the door.

There was a tall black guy standing outside the door, he was almost half a head taller than Mike, and Mike was considered taller among his peers.

This black guy is Franklin Clinton, a freshman in the same college as Mike.

"Hey, Mike, good morning." Franklin was not impatient because he waited outside the door for a long time, "It seems that you have finished washing, let's go, there is Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning, we are already late gone."

"Oh, good Franklin." Mike was a little surprised that Franklin, a classmate who had only spoken to him for a few words, would come to wake him up, and even be late for class, "I'm sorry, too many things happened yesterday, Slept a little longer."

"Don't say such things, we are friends, aren't we? Friends should help each other." Franklin showed his white teeth that can reflect light, and said with a smile, "But we really have to hurry up, we Already late."

Mike didn't care about Franklin's words, and said, "Don't worry, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is Quirrell, that stuttering clown, and he also graduated from Ravenclaw, so he won't embarrass us."

"That's good." Franklin breathed a sigh of relief, and slowed down his pace, "But what does the clown mean?"

"You'll know later." Mike licked his teeth and showed a meaningful smile, "Actually, I was also surprised that Quirrell graduated from Ravenclaw. Disgrace to Ravenclaw."

The two talked and laughed all the way, and even went to a restaurant to get a breakfast.

During the conversation, Mike told Franklin a lot about Hogwarts, including factional struggles among the four colleges and many anecdotes.

When the two came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Quirrell was standing on the podium, holding a book and stuttering. look like.

Seeing the two people who came late, Quirrell put down the book in his hand, but was interrupted by Mike when he was about to speak.

"Dear Senior Quirrell, please forgive us." Mike hid the breakfast he brought in his robe, "Hogwarts is really too big, we got lost on the way to the classroom."

"Okay...well, Mike and...and this gentleman, please...please come in." Quirrell stammered after hearing what Mike said.

This class was taught by Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. The classroom was divided into two sections, one yellow and one blue, by the students of the two houses. Everyone tacitly chose to sit with the students from their own houses.

But Mike didn't care about this, he took Franklin to the most hidden corner of the classroom.

There is also a short Hufflepuff boy sitting here. This boy seems a little timid. When he saw the two tall Ravenclaws, Mike and Franklin, he seemed to want to sit next to him, he immediately stood up and stood up straight. The man bowed and ran to the empty seat in front of him.

Mike naturally didn't care about these, and sat down calmly.Franklin was a little hesitant, but he sat down seeing Mike's indifferent expression.

Two touches of blue appeared in a large area of ​​yellow. Even though the corner Mike chose was very hidden, it was still very eye-catching from the podium.

But Mike didn't care, he chose this corner just to make a face for Quirrell, and as long as Quirrell's current timid state didn't provoke him too much, he would ignore him.

Mike took out two slices of bread from his robe, and took out a sausage wrapped in greased paper from his pocket, unwrapped the greased paper, made the two into a simple hot dog and ate them.

Franklin next to him was obviously not as bold as Mike, and sitting among a group of Hufflepuffs made him a little nervous.

But seeing that Mike was eating deliciously, he also learned how to make a hot dog and ate it bite by bite.

"I admire you, Mike." Franklin stopped after taking two bites, "You can get along so well with the professor and classmates. Just like just now, Professor Quirrell called out your name, to me The title is the new student."

Mike finished the hot dog in his hand in a few mouthfuls, and felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the water bottle that the previous Hufflepuff forgot to take away and took a big sip.

What's inside is not water but some kind of drink, sweet and delicious.

"I just need to know your name, Franklin. In fact, I have noticed you a long time ago. A black man with well-developed limbs but not a simple mind. A young man who is not good at words but longs for friends." Mike put down the kettle, "You don't need to feel sorry for yourself at all, you are my friend of McTorney. You are no worse than others, to be honest, your magical talent is simply amazing!"

Franklin's dark face turned red with excitement, and this was the first time anyone praised him when he came to Hogwarts.

Seeing Franklin's choked up expression, Mike couldn't help being speechless for a while. Isn't this kid too lacking in love?I just came to a wave of business bragging instinctively, and I was so excited.

Professor Quirrell on the stage was still holding the textbook and declaring the subject according to the scriptures, but from time to time he cast his eyes on the blue in the large area of ​​yellow.

Franklin, on the other hand, told Mike everything about himself, from his bad family to the strange eyes he received after coming to Hogwarts because of his figure and poor speech.

Mike responded to him without saying a word, and he drank all the drinks in the kettle before he knew it.

To be honest, this drink is really good. After class, I will ask that young man what brand of drink it is.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Franklin finally shut his mouth.

But he still looked at Mike with fiery eyes, and Mike was a little terrified by his stare, and walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at a faster pace, and Franklin also walked out following Mike's footsteps.

　Don't blame me for the water, really.

　　I think I wrote the previous episode too fast.

　　As a result, there may be a very white feeling when reading it.

　　So I deliberately added some material and wrote it a little slower.

　　In addition, ask for favorites and recommendations.

　　


(End of this chapter)