Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Professor, I think you misunderstood, there is no traceless stretching charm on its clothes, it is purely used to hold snacks.

But what you said just now does have merit, and I have decided to send a letter to my family tomorrow to prepare a piece of clothing for Abe with the No Trace Stretching Curse cast on it. "

Snape's complexion darkened slightly, and he simply turned his face away.

Ten minutes later, Aaron flew above the court and confronted the somewhat embarrassed but extremely determined academy team.

Following Snape's signal to start, the Snitch and two Bludgers appeared on the field at the same time.

Aaron didn't immediately look for the Snitch, but instead focused on the six academy players except Terrence.

After all, for him, the third game was the most difficult one and also the most dangerous one.

Terence can slowly find the Snitch, but he is not so easy. In addition to snatching the Snitch, he also needs to guard against the siege of the six seniors.

And the only thing he can use in this difficult game are two flying and unrecognizable Bludgers.

After the game started, Aaron's tactics were very clear, just one word.

While trying his best to avoid the "encirclement and suppression" of the academy team, he destroyed Terence as much as possible to catch the golden snitch. During this process, he always used the two Bludgers as teammates, and often led them to other people. It's dangerous.

However, under this old-fashioned, rogue, dangerous and even stupid tactic, Aaron carried it for more than an hour, and even used the Bludger to knock Marcus off the broomstick.

The captain was pitiful enough. He wanted to block Aaron, but in the end he blocked two Bludgers that attacked him.

This move made Aaron feel that he misjudged the person. The captain was still very considerate, cursing, but physically honest.

Blocked two Bludgers for him, a new player who has not yet officially joined the team!It was the first time in his life that he saw such a good senior.

Chapter 27 Boys should be more cruel to themselves

Relying on the tactics of killing [-] enemies and losing [-], Aaron and the academy team fought fiercely for more than an hour, and finally got the Golden Snitch one step ahead of Terence, at the cost of his right arm being broken by a Bludger.

He shrugged and stretched one arm, and exhaustedly controlled the broom to fly to the bottom of the court. His tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and he almost failed to stand still, and staggered and sat on the lawn below.

Abe rushed over immediately, looked at him worriedly, then turned around, showing a fierce expression to the six players who flew down one after another.

This was the first time it got angry, and several fangs protruded from its mouth, and the sides of its clothes were stretched a little.

When Aaron saw this, he pressed his left hand on its back, and silently shook his head at Abe who turned his head, telling him not to show his wings.

"I'm sorry! Seniors, it seems that I won this game by luck again." Aaron endured the pain in his arm, gritted his teeth and showed a smile, "Everyone, don't forget our bet, don't call me Participate in training, and you can't foul during the official game!"

Everyone in the academy team didn't speak, and even the mighty Marcus kept a rare silence.

Even if they didn't want to admit it, they all lost to this first-year freshman tonight.

There is only one reason, not as ruthless as him.

After Marcus was shot down, the remaining six players were shocked and angry, and immediately stepped up their "retaliation".

Originally, I just wanted to beat Aaron after I had had enough fun.

But they didn't expect this guy to be much more difficult than they thought, trying to survive in the cracks repeatedly, and when they all started to feel tired in the later stage, they were a little powerless to stop him.

In this way, he gradually had the opportunity to chase the golden squid. Although there was not much time, it was much better than preventing Terence from catching it at the beginning.

That's fine, it's a waste of energy!Whoever fails first loses.

Including Terrence and the others, there are six of them. No matter how you look at it, the odds of winning are several times that of Aaron. There are no conditions for losing.

But who would have thought that the opponent would not play according to the routine. In the last few seconds before the end of the game, the Golden Snitch and the two Bludgers got very close.

As a Seeker, Terence was also a little timid in the face of this situation. He didn't dare to approach, so he could only follow closely behind.

On the other hand, Aaron seized the opportunity and rushed over, grabbing the Snitch under everyone's disbelieving eyes.

No surprises, two Bludgers attacked at the same time, Aaron narrowly avoided the first one, but was hit by the second one on his right arm, and the sound of the fracture was very clear on the court.

But he didn't make a sound, and decisively stretched out his left hand, caught the Golden Snitch, and won the match.

Putting themselves in their shoes, they don't have that kind of guts.

Because this is just an ordinary game, no, this is not even an ordinary game, they have no reason to take risks.

Even on really big games, okay!Nor did they have the guts to pay the price of an arm for a small chance of victory.

But Aaron did just that, and it succeeded.

After more than two hours of the game, they don't think that Aaron has no brains and will only grab the ball with a rush of momentum.

Clearly, he had figured out what the cost would be before he did so.

Is this really 11 years old?Do you want to be so hard on yourself?

Through this crazy move, these seven pretentious Slytherins also know that Aaron is not something they can afford.

"Since you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Aaron stood up slowly and said.

"Don't worry, they'll keep their word," Snape said, and then he looked at Marcus, "Know what to do before the Quidditch match!

You are the captain, I hope you can set an example, if you can't even complete this simple request, then don't call me a student of Snape Severus in the future. "

"Understood!" Marcus nodded. He knew that in the future they would no longer be able to play side-by-side. If they wanted to achieve good results, they could only train hard.

"Don't let me down." Snape said lightly, and then supported Aaron, "Your condition is not very good, I will take you to the infirmary first."

"Okay! I feel like my arm is about to break." Aaron grinned in pain.

"It's about to break? Mr. Gaius, you should be more confident, it's already broken."

Aaron smiled bitterly, "Professor, if you are more reliable and save me in time, this incident will not happen."

Hearing this, Snape's face became weird, "You hit it yourself, none of us thought of it, so I can't be held responsible!

Besides, didn't you call for help? "

"Okay! You are right in this matter, but I can't say no to you.

But, professor, you really don't know what humor is. "

When the two came to the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey walked over in a hurry. As an experienced school doctor, she knew what happened when she saw Aaron's arm, and said angrily: "How long has school started? A first-year kid playing Quidditch and breaking his arm."

"Madame Pomfrey, I know better than you what's wrong with my student." Snape said flatly, "If you want to teach him a lesson, change the time!

It's almost time for the curfew, and I don't want to send him to the waiting room again, so can I trouble you to treat him quickly and give him the fastest-acting medicine. "

"Hmph! Wait a minute." Madam Pomfrey said, then she went to a shelf beside her to take out a small bottle of red medicine, and handed it directly to Aaron, "Drink it, and then rest for a night, it should be almost done .

But for the next two days, it's best not to use your right arm too much, or you might have to do it again. "

"Understood!" Aaron said sincerely, without hesitation, he grabbed the bottle and drank it in one gulp.

The taste of this medicine is weird, bitter and astringent, extremely unpleasant to drink, but the effect is also immediate.

Not ten seconds after drinking, Aaron felt a warm feeling on his arm, the pain was covered by a light itching, and he could even do some light activities.

"Need a bandage for your arm?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"This is unnecessary."

"If you don't want to go to the waiting room, you can recuperate in the infirmary for two days. I believe Professor Snape will prepare a note for you."

Aaron was a little moved. After all, he was injured, and it would be great to be able to take two days of sick leave.

There are no particularly important ones in the first-year courses, and most of the knowledge can be obtained from books.

But looking at these empty white hospital beds, I always feel a little weird at night.

Although there is no shortage of ghosts in Hogwarts, this environment really affects people's mood, and the beds in the dormitory are much more intimate.

"Thank you very much for your advice, Madam Pomfrey.

However, I don't want people to know that I'm hurt.

Besides, I don't have any serious problems now, so I won't delay my class. "

Madam Pomfrey smiled, "Okay! Little wizard, since you are so assertive, then I won't keep you.

There are still 10 minutes before the curfew, and you still have time to go back. "

"Understood." Aaron said, then got up and walked towards the door.

What he didn't expect was that Snape's paralyzed face actually sent him all the way to the door of the lounge without saying a word.

It can be seen that he cares about the students very much, but he is extremely bad at expressing himself.

"Professor, if you don't always put on a cold face, you will definitely be more popular than anyone else." Aaron said meaningfully.

"Oh! Do you think I care about you?

No kidding, I was just worried that you got lost, or didn't make it back to the common room in time.

If Filch caught him, it would be Slytherin's face. "

"Yes yes yes, you are a professor, you are right." Aaron said hastily, and then made a gesture of invitation, but not to the inside, but to the side passage.

After all, this is the students' common room, if he invites the serious Snape in, it is estimated that many students will have nightmares tonight.

Snape hummed and left with a blank expression.

Aaron read the password, opened the door, and walked lightly to his dormitory.

But he happened to meet Malfoy, and he looked at Aaron with the word fatigue written on his face unexpectedly, "What are you doing here? Why did you come back so late?"

Aaron glared at him, "Thanks to you, Professor Snape wanted me to join the academy team, so he pulled me over for the academy team test.

More than two hours!I'm almost exhausted. "

Malfoy's eyes dodged, he was embarrassed and looked forward to it at the same time, "You must have passed the test!"

"Of course, the seniors on the house team have all agreed to let me be Slytherin's Seeker."

"Great." Malfoy said excitedly, "With your help, Harry Potter will definitely be defeated."

Aaron:  …

How much does this brat hate Harry Potter?

But forget it, we are all 11-year-old children, so let's take it as a joke.

"Ahem! I'll talk about this later.

You must keep the fact that I am the Slytherin Seeker a secret. I don't want too many people to know before the official match. "

"Don't worry, my mouth is always the strictest." Malfoy assured, patting his chest.

For some reason, seeing his swearing appearance, Aaron felt that he couldn't keep a secret anymore.

Chapter 28 Voldemort's Object of Attachment

Soon more than a month passed, and the time came to Christmas Eve.

Today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is taught by Slytherin and Ravenclaw together.

Professor Quirrell was still wrapped in a thick purple turban, holding a large chameleon, stumbling about the theory of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Although his speech speed is unique, this class is quite interesting compared to the boring astronomy and history of magic.

Especially the history of magic, I don't know what the school thinks, but actually invited a ghost to class.

Although the experience of ghosts is much higher than that of living people, the brains of ghosts who are in charge of teaching are not very bright, and they can get off topic halfway through the lecture.

Professor Quirrell's condition seems to be not very good, he is weaker than usual, and he feels like he is recovering from a serious illness.

This is the professor's private matter, and Aaron is not interested in knowing what happened to him, but there is one thing that makes him more concerned.

That is, when Professor Quirrell was pacing to Aaron's side in the classroom, Abe, who had been napping on the table, suddenly stood up.

It stood on the table with four legs and grinned at Professor Quirrell, while its eyes were fixed on his turban.

"Gai... Mr. Gaius, what's wrong with your... your cat?" Quirrell asked nervously, but his body took a step back involuntarily.

Aaron immediately picked up Abe, and said with some embarrassment: "Professor, my cat has been eating garlic recently, and the smell on your body... is really too strong."

Aaron didn't believe what he said. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class is held twice a week. It's been such a long time since the class started. At least a dozen or so classes have been taken in this class, but Abe didn't perform like this before!

The most important thing is that our cats never eat garlic.

"Yes, is it?" Quirrell swallowed, looking at the ferocious cat that might pounce on him at any time, "I'm really sorry, so I should stay away?"

"This is not suitable!" Aaron smiled wryly, and then hugged Abe to the other corner of the table, "It's better to keep it away."

As the distance between them widened, one person and one dragon seemed to have returned to normal. Abe still held a trace of hostility, but Aaron inadvertently noticed a flash of light in Professor Quirrell's eyes.