Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Not long after Jins was taken away, Fudge received the news.

The Minister of Magic was taken aback, and immediately led people back to the Ministry of Magic.

He looked at Jins, who was sitting in a chair waiting for interrogation, and in spite of his embarrassment, he gave Amos Diggory a hard look.

Can you have some eyesight?It's not good for you to arrest anyone, why should you arrest him?

Amos was made guilty by the eyes of his immediate boss, but he still said bravely: "Minister, he was found at the crime scene, very suspicious."

"Shut up, Amos." Fudge said indifferently, "It is absolutely impossible for Mr. Jinns to do such a thing. He has no suspicion, understand?"

"Minister Connelly, since this is a misunderstanding, can I go?" Jins asked unhurriedly, "My young master is still waiting for me!"

"Of course, of course."

Amos was still a little reconciled, but the official was so overwhelming that he could only watch the suspect Apparate.

"Huh!" Fudge wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with relief, "It can be regarded as gone.

sit down!Amos, I know you have a lot of questions and I need to calm down too. "

"Fudge, what is he? Is he worthy of your serious treatment?"

"I have no status, but you should be glad that he didn't hold you accountable, otherwise no one would be able to protect you." Fudge said meaningfully, "When I was still a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, he was chatting and laughing with the previous minister."

"You mean Minister Millicent Barnold?" Amos had a look of shock on his face. This minister served for ten years and was quite popular in the magic circle until his retirement.

"Yes! Who else but her?

But she is definitely not the only one. The leader of Sir Merlin, the chairman of the Magic Council, the famous alchemist Nicole Flamel, etc. It can be said that the veterans of the magic world will treat Mr. Jins a little bit.

'They will not intervene in any disputes in the magical world, but their contribution is unparalleled, and this contribution began thousands of years ago' These are the original words of the former Minister Barnold.

But what impressed me the most was the respectful tone she said when she said this. Before I took office, she warned me to maintain [-]% respect for those families. "

Hearing this, Amos Diggory's back was drenched in cold sweat, "Minister, do you think I should apologize to him?"

"That's not necessary." Fudge waved his hand, "If he is willing to cooperate with you, it shows that he doesn't take this matter to heart, just pay attention in the future."

......

On the other side, Weasley's tent.

Arthur asked his sons to make room for Aaron so he could rest.

But just as they started making the bed, a figure suddenly appeared inside the tent.

"Mr. Jinns, did you come back so quickly?" Arthur asked incredulously, "It's only been less than half an hour."

"It's just a simple investigation, and it didn't take much time." Jins explained casually, and then looked at Aaron, "Did you disappoint the young master?"

"From the moment you took the initiative to cooperate, I knew you would come back soon." Aaron shook his head with emotion, "But the speed is even more outrageous than I thought."

"Where are Master Leon and Miss Adrian?"

"Of course the apparition went back," Aaron said.

Jins had no doubts either, thanked Arthur Weasley briefly and took Aaron back to their own tent.

The next day, Aaron was woken up by his own biological clock.

After breakfast, Jins put away the tent.

"Master, I suggest using apparition to go back."

"You don't need the Portkey anymore?" Aaron raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"The situation has changed. The wizards at the venue surrounded the doorkey administrators, and everyone is eager to leave here.

If you line up, it is estimated that you will have to wait until the sun goes down. "

"Understood." Aaron said indifferently, and then apparated Abe in his arms.

After returning to the castle, the house elf sent two copies of today's "Daily Prophet" to Aaron and Jins.

"The horror scene at the Quidditch World Cup." Aaron couldn't help poking his lips while looking at the illustration of the black and white Dark Mark on the newspaper, "Wizard reporters are really professional enough, did they do the interview overnight?

The newspaper mentioned the dereliction of duty of the Ministry of Magic, and the fact that dark wizards are at large, bringing shame to the country. If Fudge saw it, he would probably be very angry! "

"The article was written by Rita Kester." Jinns showed disdain. "Among all the reporters, she is the most unprofessional."

"But what she writes is also the most eye-catching." Aaron put down the newspaper with a smile, "Unless there are bigger news, the Ministry of Magic may be busy in the future!"

"There will be bigger news." Jinns smiled firmly, "Just need to wait for some time."

"Have you received any news?"

"Almost! Miss Adrian mentioned it, but she won't let me tell you."

"Jines." Aaron looked at him with a displeased face, "Please understand that Adrian is at most a distinguished guest, and I am your young master."

"This is also what the owner and wife meant." Jinns added lightly.

Aaron was stunned, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It seems that I am at the bottom of the food chain, but you should not use them to oppress me."

"The subordinate can only tell you that this is another grand event, and it has something to do with Hogwarts.

In addition, to give the young master a small reminder, there is a dress robe on the list of items issued by Hogwarts. "

Hearing this, Aaron frowned slightly, it sounded like it was related to some kind of formal gathering.

But he didn't care too much, Jins could deal with these trivial matters casually.

......

Aaron started his leisurely holiday life before the start of school. He didn't take the cram school anymore, except for the daily check-in, which was to study the defensive magic taught to him by Wilhelm.

Alger's forging room is a place he must go every day, because every time he can see the progress bar of the casting of the magic weapon rises a little bit, and it is not until the start of school that Aaron has the opportunity to see his first magic weapon. born.

In the forging room, countless precision parts float in mid-air, and each piece exudes dazzling brilliance.

"How?" Alger asked proudly, "It took me more than two months to build this batch of parts, and then I asked Weihet to enchant them. Every part was engraved with magic circles, and each The magic circles all complement each other and can maximize their power."

"It's an eye-opener!" Aaron exclaimed, "But they are just parts now."

"It can be assembled now, but I think there should be one last material added.

It also needs your blood, so that it is bound to you, and it will only recognize you as its master in the future. "

"no problem."

Aaron decisively took out his wand and stroked his palm.

Isn't that bloodletting?I am very familiar with it.

Dark red blood gushes out from the wound, automatically flies into the air and turns into countless bloodshots.

The bloodshot slowly merged into the enchanting circle, and the light emitted by the parts was also tinged with a dark red.

Alger stretched out his right hand towards the parts, chanted a spell, and countless parts began to assemble automatically.

Gradually, a 30-centimeter-long silver-black flintlock pistol landed in front of Aaron. It was as smooth as a mirror from the barrel to the grip, and there were several exquisite golden patterns on each side.

Gollum!

Aaron couldn't help swallowing, and nervously held it in his hand.

Neither light nor heavy, feels great in the hand.

"I made a great improvement, breech loading, eight rounds.

As for the specific rate of fire and range, try it yourself! "As Alger stepped lightly on the ground, the red lava formed a thick wall.

Aaron nodded and pointed the trigger at the wall.

boom!

There was a huge roar, and there was a deep pit the size of a bowl on the wall.

"This..." Aaron frowned. This gun is much more powerful than ordinary guns, but it is far from what he imagined.

"Try injecting magic power." Argar reminded.

Aaron suddenly realized, and injected his own magic energy into the body of the gun, and the golden lines on the surface of the flintlock quickly lit up.

As the trigger was pulled again, a mass of crimson light shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and the powerful air wave mixed with countless gravel flew in all directions.

A large hole was blasted in the wall, through which the door of the second secret room could be seen.

"not bad."

"It seems that you are not very satisfied!" Alger teased, "The power of this gun depends on how much magic power you inject, but you didn't even exert one-tenth of its power just now."

"I can feel that." Aaron looked at the flintlock pistol in his hand, "The magic power it can absorb is also limited, right?"

"Nonsense, even a divine weapon has limitations, not to mention it's just a divine weapon."

"Ancestor, if the power of this gun is maximized, can it kill the dragon?"

"Unfortunately, it can hurt dragons and even injure dragons, but killing them is far from enough.

Even injuring a dragon requires a lot of mana, ten shots with your current power of a junior magister is the limit. "

"Acceptable, at least you can rely on it to fight dragons."

"You must not think so." Alger warned, "The vitality of the dragon is not ordinary, and if it is angered, it may not even have a chance to fire a second shot."

"I know, I'm not stupid." Aaron smiled and shook his head, "Then is there any way to increase the power of this gun?"

"Firearms are at their limit at this point. If you want to improve, you can only work hard on bullets. There is a considerable gap between ordinary bullets and enchanted bullets."

"Understood, so if it is equipped with enchanted bullets, can it kill dragons?"

Alger staggered, the corners of his eyes twitching non-stop, not understanding why this kid had a soft spot for dragons.

"That depends on the materials used and the degree of enchantment.

The bullets that can kill dragons, the one-time consumables, probably won't be worth less than the gun in your hand. "

Aaron nodded thoughtfully. If a firearm is compared to a wind crossbow, then the bullets need to be of the black arrow level, and the two can be used together to penetrate the dragon armor.