Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"You don't want to stand up for them because of this, do you?"

"What do you think?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "If you sprinkle salt on a wound, you deserve the beating."

"Okay, okay, I see, I promise not to provoke them!"

"Best."

......

Gaius' Chamber of Secrets, Slytherin Common Room.

Aaron soaked comfortably in a hot pool, with two words on his face: Satisfaction.

Abe swims in the large pool, and a dragon doing the dog-planing pose is hard enough for him.

"It's a good job." Aaron communicated with his thoughts, "In just a few months, the base has been turned into a simple palace, and even the hot spring pool has been built. It's really me!"

"This is the charm of magic, the result of the combined use of water attribute magic circles and fire attribute magic circles." The missing body chuckled, "But it's better to ask Jins to send some high-quality magic crystals, otherwise you want to To run some functions of this base, we can only rely on our magic power supply, you can’t let me be a large power bank!”

"I think so too." Aaron nodded slowly, "But the exam week is coming soon, let's wait for the next semester!"

"As it should be.

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Indeed there is." The missing body knocked on the armrest of the throne, "It still needs a name, it has been changed to a palace, it can't be called a secret base or a secret room, it's too vulgar.

So I wanted to name it..."

"Shenming Palace." Aaron said one step ahead, "Although there are suspicions of plagiarism, the name is indeed good, and compared with the magic cast in this palace, it is also suitable for the occasion."

The missing body smiled, "The main body always knows what the clone is thinking."

Aaron shrugged, and silently opened the task panel of the system.

[Help Harry Potter find the enemy who killed his parents; reward 500 magic points for completing the task; accepted]

"Ugh!"

Aaron sighed slightly. Although the rewards were a little less, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

He has been diligently signing in for half a year, and he has already accumulated [-] magic points. As long as he completes this task and persists for another month, he can buy the Nijia mask.

At that time, you will be able to control a ninja corps with full loyalty and no fear of pain and death. Thinking about it makes your heart beat.

......

Exams start on Monday and end on Saturday.

This is not a problem for Aaron, the exam, as long as you have hands.

He passed the required courses such as Transfiguration, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, History of Magic, and Herbalism with full marks, but there was a slight accident in the elective courses.

He has no problem with protection of magical animals, Muggle studies, ancient runes, etc., but he has to pay more attention to divination.

Professor Trelawney called the students into the office one by one, and asked them to observe the crystal ball and perform divination with reference to "Seeing the Future Through the Fog".

Everyone who came out behaved mysteriously, no matter how they asked, they refused to reveal half of the test content.

Aaron stood on the landing, took this notebook and silently practiced the taboo magic circle that only holy magisters could use.

The power of elements induced by this magic is ten times stronger than the ultimate magic circle, and there are corresponding changes, but Weihete has not taught him yet, and it is estimated that he will have the opportunity to learn it after the holiday.

Harry and Ron stood in front of him, tension and concern on both faces.

"I suddenly feel that Hermione is right, she is an old liar." Ron said disdainfully.

Harry also nodded, expressing his acquiescence.

"It doesn't matter whether you are a master or a scumbag, you treat the courses you don't like." Aaron shook his head. "I think Professor Trelawney has enough real talents, but you can't see it."

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back!" Ron rolled his eyes, "We don't have the qualifications like you. In her words, half of our third eye is blind, and the other half is blocked by a layer of thick fog." on."

"I think so too." Harry said seriously, "If her divination is really that good, then just give us a score based on the result of the divination, why bother."

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched, feeling extremely speechless.

You really dare to think about scoring by divination!

"Ron Weasley." Professor Trelawney's voice came from the top of the building.

With a bitter face, Ron climbed up the silver ladder.

He came out after more than 20 minutes, and then gave Harry a speechless look, "I don't even know what I said."

"Harry Potter."

"See you in the common room." Harry took a deep breath and climbed up the ladder.

Aaron was the last one. While he was waiting silently, Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly came from upstairs, but the voice was hoarse and harsher than usual.

"Tonight he will come back, tonight the man who betrayed his friend, the man who became a murderer will break free from his chains, and the blood of the innocent will be shed.

The Dark Lord will return with the help of his servants, stronger and more terrifying than ever..."

"Wow... trough..."

Aaron hurriedly closed the notebook and quickly climbed up the silver ladder.

After entering the divination professor, Professor Trelawney was rubbing his throat. Harry Potter stood beside her, but his face was pale and bloodless.

Aaron looked at Harry, seeing him shaking his head slightly, his heart sank a little.

Most of the predictions just now were made by Professor Trelawney in an unconscious state, but the accuracy of such predictions is often not low.

"Gaius, I don't seem to have asked you to come up?" Professor Trelawney frowned a little blankly, "But forget it, it's your turn."

"Okay, boy, come here!" Trelawney sighed at Harry, "I'm a little disappointed, but I believe you've tried your best."

Harry walked out in a trance, and when he passed by Aaron, he paused slightly, "Did you hear that too?"

Aaron nodded, hesitated to speak: "Actually, divination may not be accurate sometimes."

Chapter 317 Execution of Buckbeak, Who Said I Couldn't Save It

Aaron took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and walked up to Professor Trelawney.

"Go ahead, let me see what you can see." Professor Trelawney said with great interest.

Aaron focused his attention on the crystal ball, and the layers of fog were pushed away. After a while, he came back to his senses, and his face became particularly strange.

"Professor, I seem to see a weak patient."

"Patient? What kind of patient?"

"He was in the dark, I couldn't see what he looked like.

But I can feel that it is not an ordinary weakness, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as lingering. "

Professor Trelawney froze for a moment, then looked at Aaron with surprised eyes, "Gaius, you have the aptitude for divination, but it will take some time to make accurate predictions.

My Celestial Eye tells me that there is nothing wrong with your prophecy, but there are some differences from what you want. "

Aaron scratched his head in embarrassment. He wanted to know where the murderer of Harry's parents was Sirius Black, but he didn't expect such a picture to appear.

"I'll practice more, Professor."

"Practice is a must." Professor Trelawney said suddenly, "but more importantly is the method. I suggest you start with some small things and don't aim too high."

Aaron was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

Professor Trelawney showed a satisfied smile, and then took out his scorebook, "Your grades are the best among the third graders."

Aaron waved his hand in embarrassment, and walked out of the classroom on his own.

He might have cared about the results of divination before, but now he cares more about Professor Trelawney's predictions.

If Voldemort is really going to make a comeback, then he has to be prepared.

During Voldemort's heyday, he was at the peak of the great wizard, and he was only half a step away from the holy land. With his current strength, he might be a bit reluctant to fight against the Dark Lord in his heyday.

In addition to becoming stronger, you still have to find a way to add one or two more hole cards, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well.

But after thinking about it, Aaron realized that he didn't seem to need to worry too much.

After all, there was a particularly bright shield in front of him. As long as Harry Potter survived, Voldemort would not target Harry Potter for a while.

And Albus Dumbledore is still in good health, at worst, he will hide in Hogwarts and not go out, I don't believe that Voldemort dared to enter the school.

When it was really a last resort, he could only lock himself at home.

With the defensive power of Gaius Castle, not to mention Voldemort, even Salazar Slytherin can't do anything about him if he is resurrected.

Thinking of this, Aaron was relieved.

There is still some time before Voldemort's resurrection, and the sky is falling and there is a tall man holding it up.

As long as Dumbledore doesn't die, Hogwarts is safe and there's plenty of room for him to sign in.

Gah!Gah!Gah!

At this time, the cry of a crow rang in my ears, followed by a particularly harsh sound, like a cat's paw scratching glass.

Aaron followed the sound and walked over. A strong man in pure black clothes was polishing a huge blade with stones.

Executioner?

Looking at the strong man, Aaron couldn't help frowning.

Hagrid probably lost the lawsuit again, and it was a complete defeat. Buckbeak's execution day is estimated to be today.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Aaron made a silent decision in his heart, and led Abe towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

When he came to Hagrid's hut, he knocked on the door several times before Hagrid opened the door.

"Aaron, what are you doing here?" Hagrid asked softly.

"Honestly, Buckbeak's life or death really doesn't matter to me, but...

Well, knowing me is simply a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes.

Me, I personally thought you might need a little help today, so here I am. "

Hearing this, Hagrid pursed his lips, trembling and choking.

He just wanted to give Aaron a hug, but he stopped him with his hand.

"Don't come here, it's fine if you change into a cleaner suit, but this suit is too sloppy." Aaron said with some disgust, and then looked at Hagrid, "How many times have you cried?"

"I don't know." Hagrid opened the window and looked out at the hippogriff chained in the pumpkin patch, "Buckbeak was sentenced to death, and Dumbledore couldn't save him.

Malfoy had arranged for McNeill to come for the execution, and Fudge and representatives of the Hazardous Creatures Committee would be there. "

"As for?" Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, "It's just a magical animal, and even the Minister of Magic was invited to watch the torture."

"He just happened to come to Hogwarts to check on Black's situation, so he was pulled over as a witness." Hagrid said bitterly, "You shouldn't stay here, this will be a nightmare for a little wizard like you .”

Hearing this, Aaron snorted.

To decapitate a magical animal, which might be quite nauseating to others, was a small spectacle to him.

To be honest, the executioner may not have killed as many lives as him.

"No, you have to leave." Hagrid was about to say something when he heard a knock on the door.

Aaron worried that Hagrid would cry when he saw Fudge and others, so he opened the door for him, but there was no one outside.

Aaron frowned slightly, then sighed: "Harry, Sirius hasn't been caught yet, do you know how dangerous it would be for you to come out of the castle at this time?"

"I know, but I have to come now." Harry said carefully, "You let us in first."

"Me, us?" Aaron suddenly felt a little headache, "Hermione, you promised me that you would watch Harry, is this your promise?"

"I only promised not to let him go to Hogsmeade." Hermione said with a guilty conscience, "I'm sorry, Hagrid really needs comfort right now."

Aaron rolled his eyes helplessly, took a step back, let them in and closed the door.

"Why are you here?" Hagrid said tremblingly.

"We're here to stay with you, Hagrid." Hermione said with some unbearable heart.

"No, you have to go back." Hagrid's attitude was much firmer, "Especially you Harry, Dumbledore will come to spend that moment with me later.

Besides him, Fudge would come too.

If you let them find you here, you'll be in big trouble. "