Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"I want to ask if there were any students from other colleges here last night?"

"No, absolutely not." The fat lady shook her head solemnly, "I won't let Gryffindor enter without a password, let alone other houses."

"Look!" Professor McGonagall said to Hermione.

"But Professor Dumbledore did come last night."

"Who are you talking about? Professor Dumbledore?"

Professor McGonagall staggered, almost breaking the defense, and Hermione opened her mouth wide in astonishment.

"Yes, he came once around midnight," the Fat Lady recalled. "He said it was very urgent and I put him in."

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall and Hermione looked at each other.

No wonder they couldn't find anyone in Gryffindor, because this person wasn't Gryffindor at all.

Professor McGonagall looked frustrated, and kept muttering in his mouth: "How could this be? A prophecy genius just passed by Gryffindor like this?"

"Uh...professor, are we still looking for it?"

"Look, why not?

No matter which college he is from, being able to deliver that letter to Ron means that he has justice in his heart, and it is still possible to fight for it. "

"But professor..." Hermione hesitated to speak, "Tomorrow is the holiday, we just spent the whole morning looking for one Gryffindor house, and we can't search the other three houses at this speed.

Moreover, what Professor Dumbledore meant was to do it secretly, so it is somewhat blatant to check several colleges at once. "

Professor McGonagall's complexion suddenly turned ugly. After a long silence, she sighed unwillingly, "Forget it, let's talk about it after the Christmas holiday!"

After speaking, Professor McGonagall turned and left, leaving Hermione with a bleak back.

"Wait, professor, maybe I have a way."

Auditorium, the night before the holiday.

Hermione came to the auditorium first, sat at the end of the long Gryffindor table, and put Hedwig's birdcage on the table openly.

The students came in one after another, preparing to have dinner before leaving school.

Hermione wasn't in the mood to eat, and was watching Hedwig's movements while reading a book.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall, who was on the teaching staff, felt a little more relieved.

She unconditionally supports Hermione's method, not only fulfilling Dumbledore's request, but also being able to screen most of the students.

Unless that person doesn't come to eat, there is absolutely no way to hide.

After more than half an hour, Hedwig flapped her wings and made an excited sound.

Hermione and Professor McGonagall immediately looked at the door of the auditorium, and then their eyes widened in unison.

I saw Aaron holding Abe and striding in.

He obviously didn't notice the two eyes that fell on him, and ate dinner on his own.

Professor McGonagall winked at Hermione and left her seat.

The two met outside the auditorium and stopped all the way to the foyer.

"Are you sure it's Mr. Gaius?"

"Didn't you see it all? Hedwig said it was him." Hermione hesitated and said, "It's unexpected, but it's reasonable!

Aaron's transfiguration is very good, even if he can't transform into someone else, his illusion fat lady can't see through it.

As for the gift of prophecy... he was probably Professor Trelawney's proudest student. "

"This is a match." Professor McGonagall smiled bitterly.

She was full of joy before thinking that Gryffindor had a genius and could finally be proud in front of Snape, but now it seems that she is thinking too much, and the situation has not changed at all.

"Professor, do you still want him to join the Order of the Phoenix?" Hermione said awkwardly, "Based on what I know about him, I'm afraid he won't agree."

Professor McGonagall did not give a clear answer, leaving a sentence of "keep it secret, no one can say it" and left in a hurry.

Instead of returning to the Great Hall, she went to the headmaster's office and explained everything directly to Dumbledore.

"Albus." Professor McGonagall said dumbfoundedly, "Gaius' ability may have to be re-evaluated, he is better than we expected."

The old god Dumbledore was sitting on the chair, as if he had expected this.

"This kid should be on our side, otherwise he wouldn't send a letter to Ron.

My suggestion is to recruit him into the Order of the Phoenix, and you'll have to talk to him yourself. "

"Not yet, Minerva." Dumbledore said solemnly.

"What do you mean by untimely?" Professor McGonagall asked puzzledly, "Harry, Ron, and Hermione all know about the Order of the Phoenix, so there shouldn't be any problem with having one more!"

"He's different." Dumbledore shook his head, a wise light flashed in his eyes, "I don't deny that recruiting him into the Order of the Phoenix will be of great help to us, and many people will also be inspired.

But Gaius is a real Slytherin, he has all the qualities of a Slytherin, and what he is best at is protecting himself wisely, otherwise he would not send messages in that way, I am sure I will not find him at this time. any gains. "

"I agree with this very much." Phineas proudly stroked his goatee, "The Gaius family has been standing for thousands of years, powerful, mysterious, and intricately related.

They seem to have always been on the fringes of the magic world, but their every move deeply affects the entire magic world. "

"Thank you for the reminder, Phineas." Dumbledore said speechlessly, "You have said this several times, and my ears are numb."

"It doesn't hurt to do it one more time."

"Uh... sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean." Professor McGonagall said.

"It means that Dumbledore is right." Phineas said meaningfully, "If the timing is not right, it will only backfire."

Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, "Does that mean we have to pretend that nothing happened?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Dumbledore took out the letter from last night from the drawer, "As the headmaster of Hogwarts, it would be unreasonable for someone to break into Gryffindor's dormitory in the middle of the night without asking."

Professor McGonagall seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flashed brightly, "I'm going to call Mr. Gaius to the principal's office."

"Dumbledore, wasn't what I just said clear enough?" Phineas said with some displeasure, "No matter what you do, don't make your mind on the Gaius family."

"Relax, Phineas.

It's not as serious as you think, I know what I'm doing. "

"Best."

On the other side, when Aaron had just finished dinner and was thinking about how to spend the Christmas holiday, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Professor McGonagall, what is this?"

"Mr. Gaius, Professor Dumbledore asked me to invite you over."

Hearing this, Aaron remained calm, but his heart skipped a beat.

Something is wrong, very much something is wrong.

He just sent the letter to Ron last night, and Dumbledore talked to him tonight, saying that it was a coincidence, and the dog would not believe it.

"Professor McGonagall, may I ask, is there something that Professor Dumbledore wants me to do?"

"Relax, it's not a big deal.

It should be just asking you a few questions, just tell the truth. "

Aaron immediately had the answer in his mind, probably Dumbledore knew about his sending the letter.

But it doesn't matter, he asked himself that he didn't show any flaws.

They can't find any evidence at all, as long as they kill Dumbledore, they can't do anything about him.

Thinking of this, Aaron stood up indifferently, "Let's go now, we can't keep the principal waiting."

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly, leading the way very skillfully.

Entering the principal's office, Aaron saw a letter on Dumbledore's desk at a glance, and couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart.

"Sit down, Mr. Gaius."

Aaron was also polite, and just found a chair to sit down.

"That...Professor Dumbledore, we are so familiar, let's just talk about it."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, then picked up the letter on the table, "Does it look familiar?"

"Weasley's life is in danger... Besides... this is not a prank, if you don't believe it, you will be at your own risk." Aaron read without blushing, then frowned slightly, "It's definitely not Slytherin.

After all, my prefect often accepts their homework, and I have never seen this kind of handwriting.

This should be just some student's prank! "

"No joke, Arthur Weasley was attacked and very badly injured.

In a sense, this letter came very timely, and it could even be said to have saved Arthur's life. "

"What?" There was a look of shock on Aaron's face, and he carefully looked at the letter in his hand, "This is really... really incredible!

This must be the handwriting of Professor Trelawney, she is the only one in Hogwarts who has this kind of prophecy. "

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall glanced at each other, and both could see the speechlessness in each other's eyes.

As far as acting skills are concerned, if they didn't know the truth, they might have been fooled.

"Ahem!" Dumbledore coughed, "Unfortunately, this letter should have nothing to do with Professor Trelawney.

Last night someone pretended to be me and tricked the fat lady into opening the door to the Gryffindor common room, then left this letter beside Ron's bed and set an alarm in a friendly manner.

If it was Sybil, there would be no such trouble. "

"No way!" Aaron frowned slightly, and then looked at Dumbledore pretending to be sullen, "Principal, you didn't ask me to come here because you doubted me, did you?"

Dumbledore:  …

Suspect?What is doubt?How dare you say it's not you?

"Don't get excited, the main thing is that this letter is definitely not left by the professor."

"Not Gryffindor either." Professor McGonagall added, "Gryffindor knows the password and doesn't need to pretend to be the headmaster."

"That's it." Dumbledore shrugged slightly, "You are the best among the students, whether it is transfiguration or divination, the professor is proud of you.

And you have a good relationship with Weasley, whether it's Ron, Ginny, or Fred, George is your friend. "

"So, that's why you doubt me?" Aaron asked. "Isn't that too hasty?"

"I also think it's a bit sloppy, but..." Dumbledore pointed to the birdcage placed by the window, "Harry's owl saw what happened last night."

Click!

A bolt from the blue suddenly sounded in Aaron's heart.

Damn, I miscalculated, a hundred secrets and one sparse!

He had considered everything except Hedwig.

But after thinking about it, he sneaked in last night in a state of invisibility, and Hedwig couldn't see him at all, at most he could be identified by smell.

Besides, even if this owl's gene mutation can see through his magic so what, it's useless if he can't speak.

"Professor, I think this may be a misunderstanding." Aaron said solemnly, "I slept in the dormitory last night and never left."

Hedwig immediately flapped her wings and made a strange cry, as if to refute his words.

"Roar!"

Abe roared, and a wave of dragon power pressed down on Hedwig like a mountain.

It immediately chose Congxin, its voice and movements stopped abruptly, and it just crouched obediently in the cage.

"Aaron." Professor McGonagall glared at him, "Take care of your pets."

"Yes, yes, but Abe did nothing wrong.

My master has been slandered, so it's normal for him to be angry. "

"Okay! Let's just treat it as a misunderstanding!" Dumbledore said indifferently, and then changed the topic, "Mr. Gaius, who do you think left this letter?"

Aaron took a deep breath, held his head high and said, "How do I know? It's not me anyway."

Don't you feel ashamed to say that a few black lines appeared on Dumbledore's forehead?

"Then what do you think this person intends?" Dumbledore asked meaningfully.

"Uh...professor, I'm just an ordinary Slytherin, is it appropriate for you to ask me?"