Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"It scared my friend just now, it can be seen that the cat is not very obedient."

The witch struggled for a moment, "Is it okay to have four Galleons?"

"With all due respect, the appearance of this cat is too unique. It should not be sold in the store at ordinary times, right?"

The corners of the witch's eyes twitched slightly, and then she showed a forced smile, "Three Galleons, nine Sickles."

"I hate to say it, but the cat seems a little older, don't you think?"

"Three Galleons, no less."

Just as Aaron was about to speak, the witch stepped forward and said, "I'm just opening the door for business. It's not easy to make some money."

"Ah! Well, the rat-boosting potion?"

"Two Sickles, the same price."

"Actually, the cat's hair..."

"Give it to you, sir." The witch immediately stuffed the red vial into Aaron's hand, then looked at Hermione who was stunned aside, "Can this lady pay for it?"

"Oh." Hermione came to her senses, and put the three Galleons on the counter, happily hugging Crookshanks in her arms.

"Just to remind you, you are going to buy an owl." Aaron said speechlessly.

"I won't buy an owl, this cat is enough." Hermione said, she couldn't keep two pets.

"Anything." Aaron shrugged and was about to leave the Fantastic Beasts Store.

"Wait, sir." The witch chased her out immediately, "I would like to ask, can you leave a photo of your pet, and I can pay you ten Galleons for promotion."

"Hehe!" Aaron resolutely refused. He didn't want everyone to know that he raised a dragon.

Not long after the two walked out of the Fantastic Beasts store, they ran into Harry and Ron.

The shivering Banban hid in Ron's pocket in a hurry when he saw the cat.

"You bought the monster?" said Ron, his eyes widening. "It almost took my scalp off just now, and what about Scabbers?

It's a mouse, why don't you buy it, why don't you buy a cat? "

"Don't worry, Crookshanks is in my dormitory, and Banban is in your dormitory. As long as we don't meet, we'll be fine."

"Is this a question of whether to meet or not?" Ron said angrily, "Look at Abe, how come it..."

Halfway through the speech, Ron's voice stopped abruptly.

I almost forgot, Abe is a dragon, catching mice is wronging him.

"That...don't get me wrong.

My Abbe doesn't like your mouse either, from the first time I saw it, but I put it down. "Aaron said lightly, and Abe let out a low growl in cooperation.

Ron subconsciously covered his pocket, because he found his mouse shaking violently.

"Don't scare it, Banban's condition is not good."

Aaron shrugged, then patted Abe's tap on the head, and it quieted down.

"By the way, you forgot about this thing." Aaron handed the rat strengthening potion to Ron, "It might be useful for your rats."

"how much is this?"

"The witch gave it." Hermione said a little excitedly, "You were not here just now, Aaron abruptly cut the price of Crookshanks by 40.00%, and asked the witch to present a bottle of rat strength potion."

"It could have been lower." Aaron felt a little regretful. He was confident that he could cut five Galleons down to less than two Galleons, but that witch was too witty, so he couldn't continue bargaining.

Arriving at the Leaky Cauldron, Arthur Weasley was sitting at the bar reading a copy of the Daily Prophet.

He saw a smile on Harry's face, "Harry, are you back?"

"Mr. Weasley." Aaron stretched out his right hand, "Nice to meet you."

"me too."

Harry looked at the newspaper in Arthur's hand, "Hasn't Sirius caught it yet?"

"No, the ministry has mobilized most of its forces, but so far there has been no progress."

"How much bonus is there for catching him?" Ron asked with interest, "Is it enough for us to travel again?"

"Don't say it once, ten times is enough." Arthur also thought of the joy of traveling in Egypt, but his face sank as soon as he finished speaking, "Ron Weasley, I warn you, put your Put away the unrealistic ideas, there's no way Black could be caught by a 13-year-old wizard."

"We have Aaron." Ron said immediately.

Aaron took a step back silently, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing!

Sirius Black is not an ordinary wanted criminal. He can still laugh out loud after killing thirteen people. Be determined.

The combination of the two is pure madness, and Aaron has always kept his distance from such people.

Seeing Aaron took a step back, Ron said nothing, and instead put a newspaper on the table.

"There's something for you to see."

The three leaned over and looked at a black-and-white photo in the newspaper. The Weasley family was talking and laughing in local clothes in front of several pyramids.

"Egypt is a magical place with many ancient things.

Mummies, ancient tombs. "

"It's really enviable." Hermione said, "The history of wizards in ancient Egypt is worth exploring."

"Aaron, where did you go during your summer vacation?" Ron asked, "Did you also travel?"

"Ah... this has to be kept secret." Aaron said with a chuckle.

Is he traveling?That was risky, risking your life.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley came in carrying Fred, George, Percy and Ginny with big bags and small bags.

Seeing Aaron and the others, several people greeted him warmly. Mrs. Weasley even asked Harry several questions, for fear that he might leave something behind when he got on the train tomorrow.

It's just that the way Percy greeted them made them feel a little flattered, with a solemn handshake and a very polite tone, as if it had been deliberately rehearsed.

However, his two twin brothers, George and Fred, imitated the way he greeted each other, but added seven points of humor and three points of humor to the imitation, which made his face not very good-looking.

Percy was elected as the head of the Boys' Union, and the silver badge was pinned to his chest, and it was wiped clean.

"The second head of the Boys' Student Union in the family." Mrs. Weasley looked at Percy proudly, and then cast dissatisfied eyes on George and Fred, "Why didn't you two be elected as prefects?"

"Why do we want to be prefects?" Fred said speechlessly.

"That would take a lot of the fun out of life," George added.

"You should set a good example for your sister."

"Ginny has other brothers to set an example for him." Percy said proudly, "I'll go upstairs and change first, and I'll come down for dinner later."

Seeing him leave, both George and Fred relaxed a little.

"Aaron, what do you think of prefects?" George asked.

"Er... Naylor is a responsible prefect, at least the Slytherins are quite convinced of him."

"I'm not asking you that." Fred laughed. "Do you want to be a prefect?"

"I don't want to." Aaron shook his head resolutely. "Being a prefect is too tiring, and he doesn't pay much salary. Compared with his own affairs, the prefect's obligations are simply a burden."

The two looked at each other and gave Aaron approving glances in unison.

"That's great."

"The next time my mother complains, we'll use that as an excuse."

Aaron:  …

Chapter 295 Professor Lupine on the Train

September [-]st.

After breakfast, Aaron, accompanied by Jinns, drove an ordinary car to Kingdom Cross Station.

As soon as the two took out the suitcase, they saw two dark green cars coming out of the narrow alley.

"Ministry of Magic?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "But this is too ostentatious!"

"It's the Weasleys, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter." Looking at the weird lineup, Jins thought about it and said, "It should be Fudge who arranged to protect Harry Potter, I guess Harry Potter will have to be on his toes before he catches Sirius."

"At least he's safe during this time at Hogwarts." Aaron didn't care. "There's the most powerful white mage of this century there!"

"Master, the train will leave in half an hour." Jins reminded.

"Understood, I'm leaving now, you don't need to send it off." Aaron shrugged and pushed the cart into the station, passing through the partition wall between platforms [-] and [-] smoothly.

Looking at the bright red steam train and the wizards of all sizes crowded at the station, Aaron couldn't help showing a smile. From today onwards, his life will really get back on track.

Aaron deftly placed the suitcase in the carriage at the end of the train, and then began to find a seat for himself.

It may be that he came late, found the front of the car from the rear, and there was only one private room that was relatively empty, but after getting closer, he realized the reason for the empty private room, and there was an adult sleeping in it.

And there are no other adults on the Hogwarts Express except for the staff and the witches who sell snacks.

After hesitating for a moment, Aaron pushed open the sliding door and walked in with Abe.

But as soon as he sat down, Abe opened his eyes and looked warily at the middle-aged man opposite him.

"what happened?"

"His smell is weird." Abe responded in dragon language, "like a beast living in his body, in human terms it's like a time bomb."

Aaron:  …

Nima!What kind of luck am I?

If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't try to be comfortable, even if I just find a cubicle to squeeze in!

"call!"

Aaron took a deep breath, picked up Abe and stood up very naturally but cautiously.

The train hasn't left yet, people haven't woken up yet, so it's still too late to change seats.

But before he could open the sliding door, three people appeared outside the compartment, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger.

"Uh... give you a piece of advice, don't come in."

"But the other private rooms are full, and there's no room for three people." Hermione said as she opened the door, and Harry and Ron followed suit.

"Oh! This is life, and nine times out of ten it is not satisfactory." Aaron complained secretly in his heart, and sat by the window.

"Aaron, who is this...?" Harry asked, pointing to the sleeping man beside him.

"I do not know either."

"Professor RJ Lupine," whispered Hermione, "it says on his box."

Hearing this, Aaron glanced at the box and felt a lot more relaxed.

As a professor at Hogwarts, even if he has some hidden dangers, he will not be a threat to several of their students.

Wanting to understand this, Aaron looked at the new professor with great interest.

A tattered wizard robe, with some white in the light brown hair, looks about thirty or so, but looks like a sick child.

And the suitcase is also tattered, probably at least ten years old.

"This professor is not a good person at first glance. He is [-]% poor in the teaching circle."

"I see." Ron said with some doubts: "I just don't know if he is qualified for this job."

The position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts seems to be cursed, Quirrell is dead, Lockhart is in prison, and the end is not very good.

"This one should be able to do it," Aaron said. "Last year's Lockhart was a big joke. If Hogwarts recruits a professor again, there must be some basic assessment. No matter how bad it is, you will know the basics."

"hope so!"

"I have something to tell you." Harry glanced at Professor Lupine, making sure he was still sleeping before looking at the three of them solemnly, "Sirius Black may be looking for me, he wants to kill me .”

"No way!" Hermione said in a panic, "How do you know?"

"I overheard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's conversation last night." Harry said sheepishly, "but I really didn't mean to.

They said that Sirius had been talking in his sleep the day before he escaped from prison, repeating the same sentence: He was at Hogwarts.

He is a loyal servant of the mysterious man, thinking that killing me will bring the mysterious man back to life.