Magic Journey from Hogwarts

After Ron chased Banban for a while, he swooped and caught it in his hand.

The three people chasing behind looked at a big tree behind Ron, and stopped in a daze.

"Whipping Willow." Aaron smiled forcedly, "If I remember correctly, that mouse is his pet, right?

Bring him under the Whomping Willow, this is the rhythm of the Lord Eater! "

"Ron, run," Harry yelled hastily.

The Whomping Willow seemed to sense that someone had invaded the edge of its territory, and several branches danced slowly, ready to go.

Ron raised his head subconsciously when he heard the voice, but before he realized his situation, he pointed at the three of them in panic, his fingers twitching constantly.

"Run away, it's ominous."

The three turned around immediately, only to see a big black dog growling and staring at the three with sharp eyes.

"Harry." Aaron said with some disdain, "Is this the ominous thing you saw?"

"Scary isn't it!" Harry said nervously, "I've seen it several times."

Aaron curled his lips, drew out his wand and stood in front of the two, "Leave the misfortune to me, and leave that unlucky Ron to you."

Before the words fell, the big black dog rushed over with a growl.

Aaron waved his wand, and several earthen walls rose from the ground, blocking the black dog's only path.

But to his surprise, the black dog didn't intend to attack them. It quickly bypassed the first three walls, stepped on the fourth earth wall and jumped towards Ron.

It bit Ron's right leg, pulling him back and forth.

"Harry." Ron made a miserable cry for help, but the strength of the big black dog was too great, and his struggle was useless.

Harry ran after him quickly, but Aaron was faster and grabbed Ron's arm in time to keep him from being dragged down.

"I saved you once." Aaron said, and then pointed his wand at the big black dog that was biting him tightly, "It's all petrified."

boom!

Harry bumped into Aaron, and the Petrification Charm missed.

"Water Law..."

Aaron's eyes widened in disbelief, never expecting Ron's best friend to stop him.

Just as he was about to ask why, he heard the howling wind, and a long willow branch was pulled at the place where he was standing before, leaving a shallow gully on the ground.

Seeing this, Aaron couldn't help but gasped.

If the willow stick hits someone, the skin and flesh will not be torn apart, even he will probably hug the wound and cry out in pain.

The Whomping Willow seemed to be annoyed, several thick branches tightened like fists, and countless willows creaked in the strong wind, whipping back and forth like whips.

Aaron let go of Ron immediately, narrowly dodging a few thick branches that were drawn towards him.

The big black dog suddenly exerted force and dragged Ron into the tree hole, only having time to let out a scream.

"Sorry, this was really not intentional." Aaron said awkwardly to Harry and Hermione who entered the range of Whomping Willow's attack. The situation just now was really out of control.

He held a wand in one hand, and grabbed Ron in the other to tug-of-war with the big black dog. For the active Whomping Willow, he was a living target, and his mobility was almost negligible.

In fact, he didn't need to let go, but then Ron would become a fixed target without any defense capabilities. If a few branches were hit hard, he would be permanently disabled at least.

"Don't talk about that, we have to go in and save him." Harry gasped, jumping up and down, left and right, avoiding the oncoming branches.

"We have to find someone to help." Hermione said anxiously, her performance was even more embarrassing than Harry's, and her arm was bleeding.

"No, there's no time, we'll eat him when we come back."

"But we can't get in at all." Hermione wanted to cry, but a branch swept her legs and knocked her to the ground, and then the huge tree crown came down like a fist .

"Help, help..." Hermione yelled, lying on the ground, her heart filled with despair.

If the canopy, which was bigger than her, was hit, he would either die or be disabled, and he might have to lie on the bed for the rest of his life.

boom!

Several gray stone pillars rose from the ground, enclosing Hermione inside, blocking the 'fist' of the Whomping Willow.

Hermione opened her eyes nervously, and then looked blankly at the surrounding gray stone pillars.

"Don't be so loud, I can hear you." Aaron dug out his ears and helped Hermione up.

"And me?" Harry called eagerly.

"Hold on!"

Aaron took a deep breath and quickly rushed out of the circle of stone pillars.

He dodged a few drawn branches, clenched his fist with his right hand, and the crimson flame was particularly conspicuous in the night.

"The Iron Fist of the Fire Dragon."

boom!

Aaron punched the Whomping Willow in the very center, and the flame shock wave instantly enveloped almost half of the tree.

The Whomping Willow seemed to have fallen into a sluggish state, motionless like an ordinary tree, but the green leaves on the tree fell almost instantly.

"You...killed it?" Harry asked in astonishment.

"Are you concerned about the wrong person?" Aaron said speechlessly, "If we don't fix it, we will be sad.

And I acted appropriately, I didn't kill it, I just knocked it out, I don't want to lose the school's money. "

Gollum!

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and swallowed together.

This is the Whomping Willow, one punch will make it honest, and no one will believe it.

But after the shock, there is infinite joy.

With such a teammate, it shouldn't be a problem to be mere ominous.

"We have to hurry up."

Harry walked up to the trunk and slid down the hole, followed by Aaron and Hermione.

"Luminescence flashes." A white light glowed at the tip of Aaron's wand, illuminating the dark tunnel, "This should be the secret passage in the Marauder's Map!

Harry, where does it lead? "

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, "George and Fred haven't come in either, it leads to the edge of the Marauder's Map, it should be Hogsmeade Village."

"Where's the map? Let me see."

"Professor Lupine confiscated it."

Aaron:  …

You are really good, so important things can be confiscated.

The three of them walked quickly along the secret path, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally saw a glimmer of light.

Passing through a trap door, the three carefully drilled out of the secret passage, not daring to make a sound.

The exit was a messy room with tattered furniture, as if it had been swept away by robbers.

Aaron wiped the dust on the stairs, frowned slightly and said, "No one has been here for a long time."

"It's normal." Hermione swallowed hard as she looked at the boarded-up windows, "This is the Shrieking Shack, a well-known haunted house in Hogsmeade village, legend has it that it emits weird sounds at night. screams."

"Really? I don't think there's anything wrong here.

Even if there is, we are wizards, whoever cleans up is not sure! "

"Hush!" Harry made a silent gesture, then pointed to the top of the stairs, "Listen."

Ron's crying was heard upstairs, and the three of them looked at each other before walking up the stairs carefully.

There was an irregular trail in the thick dust, which was obviously caused by Ron being dragged by the black dog.

The three of them advanced lightly along the traces and boarded the landing of the stairs.

Hearing the sobbing sound from inside, Aaron frowned slightly, "Wait, don't go in yet, something seems wrong."

Ominously, that is, the big black dog spent so much effort to catch Ron, but listening to the sound, it didn't seem to do anything to him.

He was neither regarded as food nor as an enemy, as if he was thrown there as an irrelevant thing.

"I can't care that much anymore." Harry kicked open the dilapidated door.

Aaron wanted to grab him, but before he had time, Hermione accidentally got in with him.

Ron was sitting on a bed covered with curtains, holding his injured leg that was still bleeding, looking extremely embarrassed, but unexpectedly not life-threatening.

"Ron, it's fine." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is that dog?"

"He's the big dog, he's an Animagus." Ron pointed bitterly, "Harry, this is a trap."

The two froze for a moment, then followed Ron's gaze.

At the end of a row of plum blossom footprints stood a middle-aged man with messy hair, sunken eye sockets, and skinny bones. He looked as if he had escaped from a prisoner-of-war camp. He was Sirius Black on the wanted list. .

"Disarm." Sirius shouted, cast a disarming spell with Ron's wand, knocking down Harry and Hermione's wands, and then closed the door calmly.

He grinned, showing yellow, blackened teeth.

"I expected you to come to your friend's rescue, and your father would do the same to me.

You are very brave and did not run to the teacher, so it will be much easier. "

When Harry heard this, he thought it was a mockery of his father, who had treated a friend like this before, only to be betrayed by his friend and lose his life.

He subconsciously wanted to rush out and desperately, but was pulled tightly by Ron and Hermione.

"No, Harry, no," Hermione said almost pleadingly.

"If you want to kill Harry, kill us too," Ron said firmly.

Bitter relief flashed in Sirius' eyes, he slowly shook his head and said, "No, only one person will die tonight.

Also, you'd better lie down, or your leg will hurt even more. "

Crunch!

The door opened suddenly, and Aaron quickly cast the disarming spell.

"Except your weapons."

A white light flashed, and the wand in Sirius' hand was knocked down.

"Perhaps you are right, only one person will die tonight." Aaron said calmly, and then walked up to the three of them, "I told you all, don't go in yet, why don't you listen?

Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise you guys would definitely be in trouble. "

"Sorry." Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to meet Aaron's eyes.

Just as Sirius was about to pick up his wand, Aaron pointed his wand at him, "Don't move, I haven't learned the Killing Curse, but I'm pretty good at the Cruciatus Curse.

Trust me, you won't want to try. "