Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Thank you, I'll go first then."

Aaron didn't bother to pay attention to Dumbledore, and walked towards the door on his own.

Snape gave Dumbledore a complicated look, hesitated for a moment, and followed Aaron out.

A few minutes later, Aaron looked at Snape speechlessly, "Professor, there is no need for you to send me off.

It's been so long, it's almost to the common room. "

"As the dean, I think it shouldn't be a problem to talk to my students!" Snape said flatly, "Although this is not my obligation, it has nothing to do with me.

But I still think it is necessary to remind you that no matter when and where, it is always good to keep a hand for yourself. "

Aaron stopped in his tracks and said playfully, "You mean I shouldn't take out my guarantee letter?"

Snape didn't refute, but nodded seriously.

"You're smart enough to know what that bond means

You can wait until next semester to prepare yourself a formal dragon license, the kind approved by the Ministry of Magic, Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, it shouldn't be too difficult for you.

Now there are only a few days left before the holiday, you don't need to take it out, it just seems a bit unworthy for the Academy Cup. "

"Of course the Academy Cup isn't worth it, but the mission reward is worth it, and that's enough to save him two months of struggle." Aaron thought to himself, but his expression remained calm.

"Professor, I admit that what you said makes sense.

But that guarantee was meant to be used at this time, and it would keep some people secret.

Also, I don't want to report to Abbey at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts.

That would put it in the Ministry of Magic's sights, and those politicians could do anything.

In order to enhance their reputation, they would not mind publicizing the emergence of a new species, and the disturbance led by the Ministry of Magic would definitely not be small. "

Snape:  …

"Furthermore, the Academy Cup must not be conceded.

That was a year of Slytherin's work. "Aaron said righteously, "If you slack off and lose, you lose. We have nothing to say.

But if, for some reason, the score is adjusted significantly and Slytherin loses the honor they deserve, I believe many people will not be convinced.

Moreover, it was only a few days before the holiday, and Gryffindor's score suddenly reached the top of the list. This was simply playing with Slytherin's mentality, which would make the two houses that were already at odds even more contradictory.

Protecting the deserved House Cup is also for the sake of the stability of Hogwarts. "

Snape froze on the spot when he heard that.

What Aaron said made sense. This 12-year-old student's thinking was not generally mature, and he considered problems comprehensively, but he always felt that something was wrong.

It's as if everything has been calculated by Aaron, and others are unknowingly carrying out his plan. This feeling of being led by the nose is really bad.

"Maybe you think a little more than me, the dean, but I still stick to my point of view."

"Of course I understand this." Aaron smiled, "There must be a hole card, such as the resurrection potion in my hand.

That letter of guarantee may be very influential in your opinion, and you may think that it is the personal connection of the Gaius family, and it will also remind you of many things you want to think about, which is somewhat exaggerated. "

"What do you mean?" Snape asked a little puzzled.

"Because in my opinion it's just a piece of paper, the kind that a Nat can buy a stack of," Aaron said indifferently, "it can't be eaten, it can't be drunk, it can't improve its strength, it can't be exchanged for any money, and it has no value. It’s something that can bluff people.”

"Heh!" Snape laughed at himself, his whole body relaxed a lot, "I was overthinking, you must be the pride of Slytherin in the future."

Chapter 95

As soon as Aaron entered the common room, Crabbe and Goyle came from the middle of the hall, blocking him with their heavy bodies.

"If it's okay, don't get in the way.

You two are tall and big, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding when you suddenly appear in front of me. "Aaron said speechlessly, "I might beat you out because I'm in a bad mood." "

The two immediately moved out of the way, politely invited Aaron to a sofa, and handed Abe a plate of fruit by the way.

Abe's eyes lit up, and except for one apple, he stuffed the rest into his pocket.

"If you have something to say, I don't think you two will come to me for no reason!"

"The test results are out. I don't know why Dumbledore announced the results in advance." Crabbe said, "You have full marks, all subjects are full marks."

The boss's grades are also very good, but..."

"It's just that he lost, right?" Aaron said with some relief.

This result was as he expected, at least he didn't give away the favors from his family.

"Yes!" Crabbe nodded, "The total score is twelve points behind Granger, and the ranking is just below her.

Not only her, but Weasley and Potter's grades are also very high, which compares the two of us.

Unable to accept this outcome, Draco locked himself in the room and refused to let us in. "

"This is normal!

But don't worry, he'll be out soon. "

"Of course we believe him." Gore said with some embarrassment, "but it has been more than ten hours, and he hasn't come out yet, and he hasn't even eaten lunch.

We don't know how to comfort him. Fortunately, you are back. "

"So, you want me to persuade him?"

"Yes, you have the best relationship with him. Only you can persuade him." Crabbe said, "At least let him open the door. We don't want to sleep on the sofa in the lounge at night."

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched. Malfoy didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky to have such a follower.

For these two goods, the quality of sleep seems to be more important.

"Okay, leave it to me!"

Aaron picked up Abe, walked to Draco's dormitory, and knocked lightly on the door a few times.

"I said it all, don't bother me."

Draco's voice came from inside the door, sounding particularly angry.

"it's me."

After a few seconds, the door opened.

When Draco saw Aaron, the depression on his face dissipated a lot, and was soon replaced by joy.

"I heard that someone was sulking because of poor academic performance, so I came here to take a look."

"who said it?

Crabbe or Goyle?Or are they together? "

"Of course they are together." Aaron said speechlessly, "They came here as soon as I came back, and wanted me to comfort you."

"Comfort?" Draco stood up a little annoyed, "They think I'm too fragile!

I don't need consolation, it's just a big deal, and it's not that I can't afford to lose, at worst, I'll be more polite when I see her in the future. "

"Then you still locked yourself in the room?"

Draco's expression changed, and he hesitated and said, "I just, I just have to think about how to tell my dad."

"What can't you say?

Your grades are still very good, he should be proud of you. "

"That's what I said, but I lost to Granger after all, to a wizard from a Muggle family.

He expresses his admiration for me every time he writes, and if I let him know, he may be disappointed. "

"Just because of this you locked yourself in the room?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "How boring are you!

This is completely groundless worry!

Lucius Malfoy would not casually lose his temper with his precious son just because of a test result. "

"But...she's just one rank higher than me, if my father asks..."

"No but." Aaron interrupted him, "Thinking about it from another angle, you have at least defeated Harry Potter and your family's nemesis, Weasley.

Based on these two points alone, he couldn't fault it.

And as far as I know, your father didn't take such a test in school.

He didn't do well in the exam himself, so why should he educate you? "

"This..." Draco froze for a moment, "Are you sure?"

"Very sure, a certain professor told me that." Aaron spoke nonsense bluntly, he had no idea about Lucius' grades.

But he was sure that Lucius Malfoy was no better than his son, who had been working hard all year.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief, he cared very much about his father's opinion, and now it seems that he is the best.

"Aaron, did you really go to the underground classroom with Harry Potter and the others the night before, and defeated Professor Quirrell and destroyed his conspiracy?

is this real? "

"It's true, otherwise the two professors and I wouldn't have spent a day in the infirmary."

"Can you be more specific?" Draco rubbed his hands a little excitedly, obviously very interested in this matter.

"Uh...how should I say it?

We split up and happened to meet at the trapdoor. "Aaron gave Draco a brief description of the specific process, of course there must be some deletions.

With Voldemort neatly removed from his story, the fact that the Dark Lord was alive and waiting for his chance to make a comeback was not appropriate for Draco to know.

"It's too exciting, but it's also too dangerous." Draco patted the bed sheet angrily, "It's all Harry's fault, it was much safer according to your plan, and they dragged you into the water, It even hurt you."

"It's all over, at least the result is still good."

"You're just too generous." Draco said angrily, "If they hadn't insisted on going their own way, you wouldn't have been in a coma for so long.

And Hagrid, the half-blood giant, is an idiot, and it's fine if the secret is leaked, but he didn't realize that it was more or less unreasonable. "

Aaron:  …

confidant!

......

On the second night, all the teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium one after another for the year-end banquet.

Rows of green flags representing Slytherin houses hang from the ceiling to celebrate their seventh straight House Cup win.

The auditorium was extremely noisy, and the tables were full of exquisite food, but they could only watch but not eat until the principal announced the start of the banquet.

Aaron held down Abei, who was a little halazi, for fear that it would be unable to hold back and would pounce on the table to eat.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

There was a crisp knocking sound, and the noisy sound quickly subsided.

Professor McGonagall put down the golden spoon in her hand, and Dumbledore, who was sitting next to her, stood up and faced all the students.

"Another year has passed, and the whole summer vacation is waiting for you, you must be impatient!

Before we can indulge in these delicious dishes, we have to hand out the academy cup. Dumbledore said excitedly, "We have already counted the scores. The specific scores of each college are as follows:

No.4, Gryffindor, 323 points; No.3, Hufflepuff, a total score of 352 points; No.2, Ravenclar, 437 points, topping the list is Slytherin College, a total score of 493 point. "

As the voice fell, deafening cheers erupted from the Slytherin dining table, but the faces of the students from the other three colleges were not very good, they just applauded symbolically.

The sound of applause is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no splash in the cheers.

It is true that Slytherin is excellent, but it is not true that his popularity is not very good, and it is estimated that it has something to do with too many consecutive championships.

Anyone who has been suppressed for six years, no, seven years, probably won't be in a good mood.

At the teacher's seat, Snape applauded quickly. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were not so competitive. Although it was a pity, if you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter.

But Professor McGonagall was so sad that he didn't even bother to pretend, the words sadness and disappointment were almost written on his face.

"Very well, Slytherin, very well, Slytherin," said Dumbledore, "but recent events must also be taken into account.

I still have some final points to award. "

The scene fell silent instantly, and the smiles of Slytherin, who had already won the championship, gradually faded away, while the other students looked expectant.