Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Isn't it appropriate?" Snape pretended to be puzzled, "But as far as I know Mr. Gaius seems to be in Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

"Appropriate, of course appropriate." Umbridge said immediately, "This time I was sloppy. It is natural for outstanding students to have some privileges."

"I don't mind." Aaron waved his hand, "But Professor Umbridge, this kind of thing may happen in other classes, and I hope you don't mind."

Hearing this, Umbridge was furious.

She is a senior investigator, you really don't give any face to the public!

She forced out a stiff smile, then looked at Abe who was dozing on Aaron's table, a gleam flashed in her pupils, "Mr. Gaius, is that your pet?"

"Obvious."

Umbridge raised his eyebrows slightly, "The process of preparing potions is very dangerous, you leave your pets on the table, just in case..."

"Professor Dumbledore agreed." Aaron interrupted, "If you feel inappropriate, you can go to him.

I know you're the High Inquisitor, but so far Albus Dumbledore is the Headmaster. "

Umbridge:  …

Chapter 463 House of Response, Forming a Defense Association

Gryffindor common room.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were huddled around the fireplace when a human face popped out of the red flames just after midnight.

"Sirius." Harry looked at him excitedly.

"how are things?"

"There are good and bad!" Hermione said sullenly, "Aaron promised to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts, but... there were almost 30 people, and he was so angry that he almost turned against us on the spot."

"He doesn't like trouble, and it's understandable that he couldn't stand it after you called so many people."

"People aren't what we call them," said Ron.

"Shut up!" Hermione said angrily, "I didn't expect there to be so many people."

"But Umbridge issued a new decree prohibiting group activities with more than three people." Harry said with a sad face, "The Quidditch team has to reapply, and our Defense Against the Dark Arts team... ...."

"So you should be more careful when choosing a meeting place." Sirius grinned and said, "The Pig's Head Bar, thanks to your imagination, the three broomsticks are better than that place."

"How do you know?" Harry asked quietly.

"While you were having a meeting, Mundungus happened to be drinking there.

He was dressed as a witch in a scarf, it's normal that you can't recognize him. "

"He... is he spying on me?" Harry asked angrily.

"It's necessary, Harry," said Sirius sternly, "Molly knows you almost tore down the house when you formed the Defense Against the Dark Arts team.

She made me swear to deliver a message to you all, especially you Ron. "

Gollum!

Ron swallowed, and said with difficulty: "What is she going to say?"

"Don't join the illegal Defense Against the Dark Arts group under any circumstances. If you get caught, you will definitely be expelled."

"What do you think?" Harry asked.

"It's exactly the opposite of her, otherwise I would have stopped you from the beginning."

"But what if... you are really fired?" Hermione asked with some concern.

"Personally, I think being expelled in self-defense is better than doing nothing," Sirius said. "Besides, Umbridge wouldn't expel thirty students at once, which would have a negative impact on her reputation." certain influence."

"You heard me, Hermione." Ron said carelessly, "It's not a big problem, the worst thing is being locked up."

"Confinement is quite scary." Harry said softly, "I have more say in this regard."

"We still have a problem," said Hermione. "We don't know where we can go."

"How about the Screaming Shack?" Sirius excitedly proposed, "James, Lupine and I often hang out there."

"No, there are thirty of us, and the place is too small."

"Well...there is a big secret passage on the fifth floor..."

"I'm afraid not." Harry sighed slightly. "That place collapsed two years ago."

"Okay! I'll think again."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face became extremely terrified, and he turned his head nervously.

The next moment he disappeared into the fireplace, and the three of them stared blankly at the flames for a moment. Before they could react, a big hand covered in rings stretched out from the flames as if grabbing something.

The three of them stared wide-eyed, and ran away without saying a word.

Because this hand belonged to Umbridge, the ring on it was sufficient proof of its owner's identity.

......

The next day, the Charms classroom.

Professor Flitwick gave each student a frog and asked them to practice the silencing spell with the frog.

At this time, the classroom will be noisy, and no one will listen to the conversation.

"You three... haven't you slept all night?" Aaron joked looking at the dark circles under the eyes of the three of Harry.

The three nodded in unison, and then told him what happened last night.

Aaron was also speechless after listening: "Is he crazy, or are you crazy, or are you all crazy?

Knowing that the communication channel and the Floo network are being monitored, they still talk to each other, and they can't play like this in pursuit of excitement! "

"We don't know either!" Harry said weakly.

"Pull it down! I'm afraid you won't believe it yourself." Aaron said angrily, "You can deceive yourself and others, but there is a limit anyway."

"Umbridge may have read his letter," Hermione guessed.

"Be confident, leave out the word "possible".

But he probably didn't catch Sirius, otherwise she should be being interviewed by reporters now and caught a notorious serial murderer. "

"He's not," Harry said angrily.

"But in the eyes of the vast majority of people who don't know, he is." Aaron said patiently, "After what happened last night, he should restrain himself a little."

"Have you found the training place?"

"Not yet." Hermione shook her head, "Do you have any recommendations?"

"Uh... I was just saying you better hurry up because I'm going to have a third lesson for Draco and Sirin this week."

The three of them looked at each other, opened their mouths but didn't know what to say.

You can't let Malfoy and the others stop training just because they haven't found a place!

However, their efficiency greatly exceeded Aaron's expectations. He thought it would take at least ten days and a half months to find a suitable training place, but he didn't expect that they would find a place enough for 30 people to train in the next afternoon. Hidden location.

"Come and go?" Draco looked at Aaron suspiciously, "Is that what they said? You must have been tricked, how could there be such a place in Hogwarts?"

"They don't make jokes about it.

Besides, Hogwarts does have rumors of the Room of Requirement. "

"But isn't that too exaggerated?" Sirin asked in disbelief, "It's impossible to think about a house that can satisfy all wishes."

"It's impossible to satisfy all wishes, but not necessarily some simple wishes." Aaron said after thinking, "Don't forget that the founders of Hogwarts were the four greatest wizards of that era.

It's not impossible to create a room with their level of magic that can read thoughts and visualize them.

Responsiveness has a certain upper limit, but if you just want a classroom, it can still be satisfied. "

Hearing what Aaron said, the two no longer had doubts.

"When is that time?" Draco asked.

"Seven o'clock in the evening, on the eighth floor, opposite the troll tapestry." Aaron said, staring at Draco seriously, "I have only one request to you, keep your mouth shut."

"What do you mean?"

"Because your mouth is too easy to offend people." Sirin rolled her eyes speechlessly, "The party included Harry Potter, the Weasley brothers and sisters, and more than twenty wizards from different schools.

If you insist on acting superior and bossing everyone around, when they hit you... I'll just watch from the sidelines. "

"That's what I mean." Aaron nodded solemnly.

Draco has always lived a life of reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food, and he hardly ever worried about it.

But he was born too well, was too deeply influenced by Lucius, had too little experience, and had never been severely beaten by the society, which made his character as a rich young man difficult to change for a while.

The corner of Draco's mouth twitched slightly, and he said depressedly: "I promise not to provoke anyone! But what if they provoke me?"

"Don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean you are afraid of trouble."

"Oh, I see now."

At 06:30 in the afternoon, Aaron left the common room with Abbe and the two Slytherins.

When they reached the eighth floor of the castle, Harry was holding the Marauder's Map at a section of white wall, with Hermione and Ron standing beside him.

"Here you are." Harry greeted simply.

"Where is the Room of Requirement?" Aaron opened the door to God and asked, "Don't tell me it's behind the wall."

"Dobby said he's going to walk through this wall three times and concentrate on what we need?" said Harry, walking up and down the wall, still muttering.

"More than?"

"It's your house elf." Ron said with a playful smile, "he's useful, isn't he?"

Hearing this, several black lines suddenly appeared on Draco's forehead.

To be honest, he didn't care about the departure of the house elf, after all, the status of elves in their house was lower than that of pets, but he couldn't accept the former servant helping his deadly enemy.

Just as Draco was about to curse, Sirin gave him a hard look, "Don't forget what you promised."

"I... I will bear it." Draco said aggrievedly.

Ron's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I heard you right, are you really Malfoy?

Hahaha, did you get the Imperius Curse or did you have a brain injury? "

"Ron." Hermione gave him a hard look, "Don't forget that we are now grasshoppers on the same rope, let's put aside the previous grievances first."

"I see." Ron waved his hand, and then looked at Draco, "Be a stranger for the time being, and act as if you haven't seen him before."

"Exactly, I thought so too."

"The door is open." Harry called a little excitedly.

Seeing a dark blue door slowly appear on the blank wall, Harry took a deep breath and walked in first.

Inside the door is a spacious room, larger than the classroom, which is more than enough to accommodate thirty people for training.

Two rows of torches were lit, illuminating the room.

After several people entered, a row of bookshelves suddenly appeared in the empty room, which were filled with books related to Defense Against the Dark Arts. The large silk cushions covered the floor, and the shelves at the other end were filled with various detection instruments. .

"The legend is true." Hermione said excitedly, "Everything we want can be found here."

"Correction, not everything," Aaron said, "just basic needs."

"What do you want?" Hermione asked curiously.

"A dragon egg, but this room obviously can't meet my demands."

"Uh... Even the Room of Requirement can't conjure life for no reason!"

"maybe!"

There was a knock on the door, and several Gryffindors walked in.

They looked at the room in amazement, and couldn't help but let out a sound of wonder.

Afterwards, other people came in one after another, and when everyone was present, Harry closed the door, and the blue door gradually disappeared into the wall.

"This is the training place we found, the Room of Requirement.