Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Avada Kedavra."

A burst of green light flashed, and the spider didn't have any scars on its body, but it stopped breathing.

Aaron frowned slightly, then turned his face away.

It wasn't fear, after all, the death curse wasn't directed at him.

But a big spider died on his desk, no matter how he thought about it, he felt unlucky.

"Death curse, there is no way to break the spell, there is no way to resist it.

As far as anyone knows, only one person has escaped the spell, and he is here. Moody looked at Harry meaningfully, as did the rest of the room.

Harry Potter defeated Voldemort, which is a household name in the wizarding world, but it was re-emphasized by the professor, and it felt different immediately.

Harry thought of the green light he saw when he was attacked by a dementor, and he had a clearer understanding of his parents' death.

"The Avada Kedavra requires a very strong magical power as the foundation. You can all take out your wand, point it at me, and say this spell."

"Professor, do you want us to be imprisoned in Azkaban?" Aaron asked with a light smile. Although he separated his mind body, his magical power far exceeds that of his peers. What if Di sent him away?

"Uh...you can forget it." Moody said helplessly, "Others will at most let me have some nosebleeds, and you may cripple me."

Hearing this, the corners of Aaron's mouth twitched.

You are already half disabled, and you have the nerve to say this?

For the rest of the time, Moody gave the students a detailed introduction to the three Unforgivable Curses and asked everyone to take notes.

Although the class was a little frightening, it was full of dry goods, and many people felt that they had gained a lot.

After the get out of class bell rang, the students left one after another. They talked a lot, and their awe of Alastor Moody soared.

After lunch, Aaron took Abe to the library.

In a remote corner, he put Abe on the table, inspected it very rigorously, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no sequelae caused by the Imperius Curse.

"Stand still, take it easy." Aaron looked at Abe's big watery eyes and said seriously: "Don't do this next time, understand?

Your master, I am not weak enough to need you to help me stop the curse. "

A trace of confusion flashed across Abei's pure and clear eyes, "Master, you want me to watch?"

Aaron was amused, rubbed its faucet and said: "Loyalty is good, keep it up.

It is absolutely impossible to watch helplessly, without my order, sneak attack or when I am unable to resist, you can figure it out. "

"understood."

Aaron nodded in satisfaction, and took out Weihet's magic notebook from his pocket, preparing to improve his proficiency in ultimate elemental magic, and study other uses of elemental magic by the way.

But after he drew few pictures, a cloud of shadow appeared on the desk.

Looking up, Hermione pouted, looking angry, helpless, and nervous.

"Are you... who offended you?"

Hermione sat directly opposite Aaron, and put a box on the table. After opening, there were badges of various colors with the words SPEW printed on them.

"Choose one!"

"You have to tell me what this thing is first?"

"Can't you see?" Hermione felt a little regretful, "This is the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association, which I just founded."

Aaron seemed to understand something, and asked tentatively, "Illegal assembly?"

"No, it's just an ordinary club." Hermione explained with a blushing face, "You probably have house-elves in your family too?"

"How many, why do you ask this?"

"Do they get paid? Sick leave and allowances or something?"

Chapter 352 Selling badges, inexplicably entered the pit

"Neither." Aaron shook his head as a matter of course.

"What?" Hermione's eyes widened, looking very surprised, "Slave labor actually exists in your family."

"Don't dare to say that nonsense." Aaron lowered his voice, "Many wizard families have house elves, and the word slave labor spread..."

"Will I offend many people?" Hermione said indifferently.

"If you think too much, you'll just be treated like an idiot.

I don't want to beat you, but no one gives a shit about that, not even house-elves.

You want to fight for their rights, but what if they don't want it themselves? "

"Impossible? No one wants to live a good life."

"But house-elves are like that." Aaron said speechlessly, "It is their greatest pursuit to provide wizards with better services unconditionally, and what you want to win for them is an out-and-out insult to them .

Of course, I don't deny that there are one or two weirdos in this ethnic group, who may fight for their own insignificant rights and interests under the scorn and indifference of their peers..."

In the middle of speaking, Aaron's voice stopped abruptly, because a pair of angry eyes appeared on the opposite side.

Gollum!

"That... what I said is true, what you do is meaningless."

Hermione was unmoved, and just pushed the box of badges forward by more than ten centimeters, "Do you want to join the House Elf Rights Promotion Association?"

"It would make me look stupid and...cruel." Aaron said with a look of embarrassment, "I also thought about giving some preferential treatment to my house elves before, but when I brought it up, they seemed to be dead. I was as sad as my mother, and even felt that I had done something wrong, and started to punish myself.”

"And then?" Hermione asked with interest.

"Then I gave up, I can't force them to accept welfare.

In fact, the house elves in my family are considered lucky. At least I and my family will not punish them casually. Apart from no salary, the necessary respect will still be given. Aaron said as he snapped his fingers. "Clean and decent clothes, a warm room, and three healthy meals a day have never treated them badly."

To some extent, their treatment has been much better than those of the poor. "

Hearing this, Hermione smiled happily, and picked a silver badge from the box, "Now I hope you join the Elf Rights Promotion Association."

Aaron froze for a moment, and said with an unnatural expression: "Isn't what I just said clear enough?"

"It's very clear, but that's why I want to invite you to join." Hermione said bluntly, "I checked specifically, and the elves' slave status can be traced back centuries.

Many wizards have abused house-elves so far, but the way the Gaius family treats house-elves can be our short-term goal.

The long-term goal is to give elves the right to use wands and make them eligible to work in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Fantastic Creatures. "

"Sorry to interrupt." Aaron waved his hand, "Give up the word 'we', don't take me with you."

Hermione couldn't help but stuff the badge into Aaron's hand, "Two Sickles, this is the money for the badge."

"Uh... If you are short of money, I can lend you a loan without interest, and you don't need to sell this thing."

"Where are you going?" Hermione rolled her eyes, "This is the membership fee, and it's used to print and distribute leaflets."

"Sorry, I'm busy." Aaron pushed the badge back and politely refused.

Hermione hesitated for a moment, "You are just the honorary vice president, there is nothing you need to do."

Aaron held his forehead speechlessly, "I've said so much, do you not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"

"You have nothing to lose by joining." Hermione laughed.

"But it's not good." Aaron said very bluntly. "Past experience tells me that one thing more is worse than one thing less. Intuition tells me that this house elf rights promotion association is meaningless. The beating right eyelid tells me , this is a small trouble, and I don't want to get involved in it."

"Okay!" Hermione sighed slightly, "You guessed it, I'm actually here to sell badges."

puff!

Aaron couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "You can do it, you can do it."

"Buy it or not?" Hermione raised her eyebrows proudly.

"Give me the money." Aaron said helplessly.

Abe turned his face away in displeasure, rummaged through his pockets with his paws for a while, and took out two silver Sickles.

"As the vice president..."

"Huh?" Aaron glared at Hermione, and I'll give you another chance to reorganize the language.

"Ahem! For the sake of our three-year friendship, why don't you support me more?"

Aaron rolled his eyes helplessly, and Abe took out two gold Galleons and two silver Sickles from his pocket and put them together.

If it is to buy something with money, it will recognize it, but now it feels like it is in vain.

"Thank you very much, you will definitely not regret it in the future."

"Hehe! How many members does this so-called elf rights promotion have?"

"Two, but there will be four soon." Hermione said confidently, "I plan to let Ron manage the dues, the treasurer, and Harry as the secretary, responsible for the records."

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched, feeling that he had jumped into a deep pit in a daze.

Just as he was about to say something, Hermione quickly left the library with a few books in her arms, leaving only a silver badge on the table.

"It seems that it may not be so easy to climb out of this pit." Aaron sighed and put away the silver SPEW badge.

Abe squatted in front of Aaron. It could feel the master's helpless mood, and wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, Honorary Vice President!

It'll be fine...it should be! "

Inexplicably, he joined a club with no prospects, and Aaron was not in the mood to practice the magic circle, so he returned to the Slytherin common room with Abe in his arms.

......

In the hall of Shenming, the thought body was testing the performance of the flintlock pistol.

As for the target, it was a boulder made with earth elemental magic, and he specially carved a high-level defensive magic circle on it.

As the magic power continued to pour into the gun body, the golden patterns on both sides became more and more brilliant.

boom!

The bullet was fired from the muzzle, and the round marble hit the boulder in an instant.

The yellow defensive magic circle suddenly appeared, resisting the strong impact of the bullets.

Click!

The gravel splashed, followed by the sound of an explosion, the magic circle collapsed at an extremely fast speed, and a big gap was punched in the boulder.

After penetrating the boulder, the bullet didn't stop advancing, and hit the wall of Shenming Hall straight.

A more complicated magic circle emerged, and after a moment of stalemate, the round bullet was crushed into pieces by this magic power.

"My marksmanship is still very good." Aaron said proudly.

"This is the highest power that this gun can achieve so far. It is between advanced and ultimate elemental magic. Each gun will consume about one-tenth of my magic energy, but if it is combined, the consumption will be much smaller.

Ancestor Alger's evaluation is very good, he can injure the dragon, but it is difficult to kill the dragon. "

Abe turned his face away in displeasure, as if he was disgusted by the master's comparison with dragons.

"We're not talking about you, we're just talking about ordinary dragons.

You are just a juvenile body now, this gun can break through your dragon scales, but after you become an adult, this gun will not pose any threat to you. "

Abe poked his paws together aggrievedly, so to speak, but it was still a long time before it became an adult.

Its upper limit is far higher than that of ordinary dragons, but its growth rate is extremely slow. Even if the owner "pulls the seedlings" from time to time, it is only at the juvenile stage now.

Aaron hugged Abe, "Don't think about it, the days to come will grow, and you will grow much faster with me."

Abe nodded hastily, without any doubt about it.

"You have also tried it, do you have any suggestions for modification?"

"Well... there is no need to modify the opinion, the craftsmanship of the ancestors of Alg makes people unable to find any faults." After thinking for a while, the thought body said, "But the gun is fine, but the bullets are different.

Ordinary bullets can barely be replaced by Transfiguration, after all, we are magic guns.

However, special bullets require special materials and special methods to make them, which consumes a lot of resources. "

"I'll find the material for the bullet when I have time." Aaron said, he is not in a hurry for such a thing, and he does not need this gun at this stage.

"That's good, I will allocate part of my energy to learn about enchanting knowledge and firearm maintenance.