Magic Journey from Hogwarts

At this moment, there was a roar in the distance, followed by a loud banging on the door.

Aaron aimed the telescope at the direction of the sound, and locked on to Hagrid's cabin in a short while.

In the pale yellow light, a huge figure was surrounded by six or seven people, and they fired red stun spells at him.

"Watfark!" Aaron cursed secretly. He was still too young, severely underestimated Umbridge's moral bottom line, and overestimated her patience.

The exam for the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class just ended yesterday, and she brought people to arrest Hagrid today. She is really not ordinary ruthless.

Others also noticed the movement in the hut, turned around one after another, and observed with astronomical telescopes.

"This is an exam!" Professor Tofudi said anxiously, "You don't have much time."

Some students reacted, suppressed their curiosity and continued to observe the sky, and some students who were more concerned about Hagrid, like Harry, Hermione and others, focused their attention on the hut.

Hagrid's combat strength is not weak, half of the giant blood not only gave him a huge body, but also gave him a certain magic resistance.

The Stunning Spell had little effect on him, it wouldn't make him fall into a coma immediately, but it would also cause pain.

Hagrid roared angrily, grabbed one of his attackers and threw him a few meters away.

But the others were still using the Stunning Spell to attack, and if it continued, Hagrid wouldn't be able to last long.

The students who watched this scene couldn't help gasping. On the one hand, they were surprised by Hagrid's fighting power, and on the other hand, they were worried about his future situation.

"I've never seen such a shameless person." Aaron sneered, "Professor, why do you think our Ministry of Magic has become like this?"

"This is only temporary." Professor Tofudi pondered, "but your exams are really about your future."

"You understand!" Aaron sighed, and then pulled out his wand, "I've handed in the paper, so I can leave here!"

"What do you want to do?" Professor Tofudi's face changed slightly, and he immediately blocked him: "I can't let you out, you are just a student, and it won't do you any good to intervene in this matter."

"Then you can't just watch them take an innocent person away!"

"Look," Parvati screamed.

The gate of the castle was opened again, and a long black figure walked quickly on the lawn.

"Minerva." Professor Tofty breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, boy, put down your wand, you vice-principals are good enough to take care of this."

"That's not necessarily the case." Aaron was unmoved, he didn't see the result in the crystal ball, who knows whether it is good or bad.

Professor McGonagall joined the battlefield. She didn't do it immediately, but accused them loudly, trying to make them stop.

But within a few seconds, several red lights shot at her, and Professor McGonagall flew upside down and landed heavily on the lawn.

"what!"

Several female students couldn't help screaming, unbelievable that they actually did something to the vice principal.

Professor Tofudi turned pale in shock, and he didn't bother to persuade the candidates to continue the exam, "It's too much, it's really shameless.

Poor Professor McGonagall would never have imagined that they would suddenly attack, she was not prepared at all. "

Hagrid was furious in an instant, and launched an attack on his own initiative, relying only on his physical fitness to not lose the wind for a while.

"Professor." Aaron raised the black wand in his hand, "Can I leave?"

"This..." Professor Tofty hesitated for a moment, "I know you are anxious, but neither Minerva nor Hagrid would like to see you leave the examination room."

"Okay, I just don't leave the examination room." Aaron smiled slightly, and then used his wand to think about the bottom of the tower, "The birds are flocking."

A flock of black birds flew out from the tip of the wand, rushing towards Umbridge and the others who were besieging Hagrid.

Their appearance disrupted the attacking rhythm of Umbridge and others, and Hagrid's pressure was greatly relieved.

Although he was straight-headed, he wasn't an idiot, so he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity, immediately picked up the already unconscious Yaya, and rushed out of the gate at full speed.

Umbridge watched him leave helplessly, unable to do anything but rage on the spot.

Aaron retracted his wand, and found that everyone in the tower was looking at him, "What did you see just now?"

Everyone froze for a moment, then shook their heads in unison.

"Very good." Aaron reassured, and then looked at the examiner, "Professor, I know it's hard to say that, but since there is an accident in the exam, the time wasted by the accident should be compensated to the examinee."

"so?"

"It's not too much to extend the exam time by 10 minutes!"

Professor Tofudi silently calculated, everything just happened within 15 minutes, and 10 minutes is also reasonable.

"I can make an exception once."

"Thank you." Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and then summoned his patron saint, the raven emitting white light was very bright in the night sky, "Go and tell Madam Pomfrey, tell her what happened here."

Raven nodded, spread its wings and flew to the school hospital on the second floor of the castle.

Not long after, Madam Pomfrey rushed to the outside of the castle with two faculty members, put the unconscious Professor McGonagall on a stretcher before turning back.

After the astronomy exam, the students got together to discuss what happened just now.

"You did a good job." Professor Tofty said appreciatively, "Taking into account the overall situation, especially the physical patron saint, you can actually let it pass the message."

"Professor McGonagall can't be lying on the grass. She is quite old now, and she probably needs to recuperate after being hit by five or six stun spells." Aaron said helplessly, "Professor, it's getting late. I'm going back to rest first, and I have to take two exams tomorrow!"

Back in the dormitory, Aaron lay directly on the bed.

The others were worried about what had happened tonight, but he felt a sense of relief instead.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Although Umbridge came to arrest people tonight, he was a little caught off guard, but since Hagrid escaped smoothly, there is no need to worry about being fired all day long.

After breakfast the next morning, Aaron began the Muggle Studies exam.

There are not many people who apply for such an elective course, and the exam is relatively simple. The two-hour written exam is enough to answer some common sense in the Muggle world, and there is no need for practical operation at all.

The last exam will be held at [-]:[-] p.m. History of Magic, a purely theoretical exam, does not require any technical content, but it is the most test of memory.

The students entered the auditorium and sat down very skillfully.

"Please turn over the test paper." Professor March class turned over the hourglass, "Begin the test."

The sound of quill pen writing is particularly clear in the quiet classroom. Students can't say they understand the history of the magic world, major events, and the signing of various legal provisions, but they can always find out what they know about dozens of questions.

When there was less than half of the sand left in the hourglass, Harry suddenly yelled in pain, and then fell to the floor clutching his scar.

The students all set their eyes on him, some screamed, and some accidentally fell to the ground.

"It can be seen that you are too nervous." The examiner said comfortingly, "Go to the school hospital first!"

"I'm not going to the school hospital, I just lost my mind accidentally." Harry stammered, "I'm really fine, sir."

"Don't force it, this is not the first time." The examiner patted Harry on the shoulder, and comforted him sympathetically, "I suggest you drink a glass of water to wake up, and if you have time, you can catch up with the final answering time. "

"Professor, I'll take him to the school hospital." Aaron raised his hand.

"You?" The examiner frowned slightly, "But what about your exam?"

"I've finished the answer, all the answers." Aaron said confidently, "Then handed the full test paper to the examiner."

Seeing this, Harry's eyes flickered slightly, "I, have I finished my answer too?"

The examiner glanced at him suspiciously, then looked at the test paper that was still at least half blank on the table, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

If you don't want to take the exam, don't you want to take the exam?What nonsense!

Harry also seemed to see the indignation in the examiner's eyes, and added embarrassingly: "I have answered all the answers that can be answered."

The examiner laughed helplessly, feeling that his IQ had been insulted.

This nonsense is at best a bit better than the previous sentence. The second half of the test paper is completely blank, and all the questions you can do are concentrated on the first 50.00%. What a coincidence!

"Okay! Now that you've said that, I'll put away your test paper first.

Mr. Gaius, please take Potter to the school hospital, he needs a good sleep. "

"Ok."

As soon as the two left the auditorium, Harry couldn't wait to rush up the stairs and head straight to the second floor.

Aaron didn't intend to stop him either. After all, he was still clutching the scar on his forehead tightly when he fell, so he didn't need to think about it, and he probably saw something again.

Harry didn't even knock on the door, and rushed straight into the school hospital.

"Potter, what's wrong with you?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"Where's Professor McGonagall?" Harry glanced at the ward, but he didn't find Professor McGonagall. He became more and more anxious, "It's urgent, where is she?"

"She's not here." Madam Pomfrey said sadly, "She was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital. She is so old, how could she withstand the attacks of several spells? It's not easy to save her life up.

Those people are really despicable and shameless, they will never be Minerva's opponents in a head-on confrontation, they can only attack in the dark. "

Hearing this, Harry froze in place, with a trace of horror on his shocked face.

Dumbledore is not here, Hagrid is not here, and now even Professor McGonagall is not here, he doesn't know who else is trustworthy, and when he thinks of the picture that came to his mind just now, he can't help feeling desperate.

Chapter 491 A dream full of coincidences, Snape in a happy mood

Harry walked out of the school hospital with blank eyes, as if there was a big bad cloud over his head.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang suddenly, pulling him back from his absent-minded state.

"Have you had a nightmare again?" Aaron asked in a deep voice, "I guess the Dark Lord got the prophecy ball he wanted, or who was murdered?"

"Neither, but it's more serious, very serious."

"It can be seen that your performance just now is as if the sky has fallen."

"I don't know what to do. Umbridge tried every means to drive away everyone in school who could be helpful." Harry said violently, "She was sent by Satan to punish me."

"So what did you dream about?"

Just as Harry was about to say something, Hermione and Ron ran over in a hurry.

"Harry, what's the matter with you?" Ron asked anxiously, "Don't tell me you're having nightmares again."

"This is not the place to talk." Harry calmed down, "You guys come with me, this matter is very urgent."

He found an empty classroom along the corridor on the second floor. After the three entered, he immediately closed the door, and then looked at them nervously, "Sirius, Voldemort has captured Sirius."

"what?"

"How could you?"

"I accidentally fell asleep during the exam, and then I saw him take Sirius to the room full of prophecy balls, and asked him to get the prophecy ball at the end of the No.90 seventh row shelf."

"And then?" Allen asked curiously.

"Of course Sirius didn't agree." Harry's voice trembled, and he said with difficulty: "They used the Cruciatus Curse to deal with him, and I saw him covered in blood, curled up on the ground trembling and howling."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron clapped his hands, "The examiner is right, you really need to take a good rest."

"I'm not kidding." Harry said angrily, "We have to think about how to get to the Department of Mysteries, Sirius is still waiting for us to rescue!"

"Pull it down! If you want to throw yourself into a trap, don't take me with you." Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "I taught you Occlumency for two months, and you haven't had any nightmares for two months. Why can I see it today?"

"How do I know?" Harry roared, "It may be because you didn't teach it well. I just have a stronger ability to resist the ingestion of divine thoughts, but it doesn't mean that I have really learned Occlumency."

"It makes sense." Aaron laughed dumbly, "But don't you think what you see is too easy to make you lose your mind?"

"You mean that Voldemort let him see it on purpose?" Hermione asked.

"It's more or less the same." Aaron snapped his fingers, "Sirius is the person Harry cares about the most, bar none.

But he is a wanted man!He shouldn't be able to leave the Order of the Phoenix until he is proven innocent! "

"That's not necessarily true." Ron said inappropriately, "Sirius doesn't have that kind of self-awareness. He turned into a big dog to send Harry to school last year."

"Yes." Harry nodded repeatedly, "His personality determines that he cannot stay in one place for a long time, and he has always felt guilty for not being able to help the Order of the Phoenix. It is possible to run out on his own initiative."

"Okay! This is the second coincidence!" Aaron waved his hands dumbfounded, "But how do you explain the timing of your dream?

Just when Dumbledore left school, Professor McGonagall was hospitalized, and the day after Hagrid ran away, the person you cared about the most had an accident when the people you trusted the most were not around.

This is too coincidental, even the appointment is not such a coincidence. "

"But it's true, and I actually saw it."

"You're not good at Occlumency, a peak magician can still do it with a little effort if he wants to show you."

"Aaron is right." Hermione nodded, "This may be a trap, Voldemort's trap to catch you."

"So what? Am I just watching him die?"