Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Professor Snape was writing the ingredients of the potion to be made on the blackboard, when he heard whispers from below, he immediately threw half of the chalk over.

Whoops!

Ron let out a cry of pain, looked up and met Snape's cold gaze, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Gryffindor deducted ten points from whispers in class."

"Hahaha..." Draco couldn't help but sneered, "Professor, I suggest you better ask what they are talking about, I promise you won't be disappointed."

"Really?" Snape raised his eyebrows, and looked playfully at the three of Harry who bowed their heads in silence, "What are you doing?"

"No, nothing." Ron said falteringly, his arms pressed tightly against the table and refused to let go.

But this action caught Snape's attention, and he stepped forward and pulled a newspaper from under his arm.

"Gryffindor will deduct another ten points for reading magazines in class." Snape said lightly, but his eyes were quickly attracted by the headlines in the weekly magazines, and his eyes even glowed with excitement.

"Harry Potter's Secret History of Sadness." Snape's tone was full of ridicule, "Potter, what's wrong with you?

He may be a different boy, but he also suffers from the pains of adolescent boys... He found emotional solace in Hermione Granger, a Muggle-born at Hogwarts, but he How could he have imagined that in the midst of his traumatic experience, he would soon suffer another emotional trauma..."

"What? This is too exaggerated!" Aaron's eyes widened in astonishment, and he turned to look at the embarrassingly flushed trio, speechless for a while.

"Gaius." Snape stopped reading the contents of the newspaper, a little displeased that his interest was interrupted, turned around and put the newspaper on Aaron's desk, "You can read it yourself if you are interested, but Next time don't interrupt the teacher in class."

"Understood." Aaron nodded blankly, then turned his attention to Potter's secret sad history, and followed what Professor Snape had read.

But looking at the corners of his mouth and face twitching unconsciously, Rita Skeeter wrote in the newspaper that the pure friendship between Harry and Hermione was an ordinary-looking but ambitious girl playing with two people The bloody story of emotion, even the love potion is pulled out, the exaggeration is not even the slightest bit.

Aaron's eyelids twitched when he saw it, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he had hypnotized Rita Skeeter, otherwise there would be an extra male protagonist in this bloody story.

One of the two objects that Hermione was playing with in the newspaper was Harry Potter, and the other was Ron Weasley.

Although it was made up, the relationship between the three of them really looks like a love triangle to those who don't know it.

Aaron turned around and glanced at the three of them. Harry lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, but his ears were red, as if the fire was burning.

Ron was silent, but his eyes were not bright at all, and the words "life without love" were almost imprinted on his face.

Hermione was relatively calm, but her anger was vividly reflected in her red eyes.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that the three of Harry recovered from their embarrassment and indignation.

Without stopping for a moment, they picked up their books and ran out of the classroom. The Slytherins sneered.

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed, and the classroom suddenly fell silent, "Maybe everyone forgot that Hermione Granger was my dance partner at the Christmas ball.

I don't care about other houses, but I still ask Slytherin to do me a favor. "

After the words fell, all the Slytherins looked at each other, but nodded in unison.

Slytherin respects the strong, and Aaron's performance in the Triwizard Tournament gave Slytherin enough face. His current prestige is second only to the head of the academy, Severus Snape.

Gaius's face must be given, and although they lost a little bit of fun, it didn't matter to them at all.

The students left the classroom one after another, Snape stopped Aaron, looked at him meaningfully and said, "You are very kind to her, Hermione Granger."

"Professor, you seem to have misunderstood something.

I just simply don't want a girl to lose her reputation because of some nonsense. "

Snape chuckled, "You can do it yourself!"

"baffling."

......

"I said don't mess with Rita Skeeter, now it seems you didn't listen to me." Ron said gloomily, "Harry first, then Hagrid, this time it's you, oh yes , I did not fall.

It's clearly a pure friendship relationship, but why she wrote it as a bloody love triangle, do I look like the kind of person who is played around by beauty? "

"Like." Hermione said expressionlessly, "It seems that you are the one who can't even speak well after the invitation to Delacour was rejected!"

Ron blushed angrily, "I'm really embarrassed, but Fleur is completely different from you."

"You..." Hermione's eyes widened, and Ron meant it quite bluntly, that she was not as beautiful as Fleur.

"Okay, stop talking, everyone knows that bastard is talking nonsense.

As long as you don't bother with it, it will be fine after a while. "

"That's not okay." Hermione shook her head. "What if she keeps grabbing us? Harry has already reported it twice."

"He can only be regarded as half of the protagonist this time." Ron said with a strange expression, "Harry Potter's secret sad history, you are the most important one."

"That's not important. What's important is how did she know about the news in the newspaper?"

"It's all made up!"

"The three of us can make things up, what about Hagrid?" Hermione said seriously, "Dumbledore won't let Rita Skeeter anger Hogwarts, but she can always find some unknown secrets , this must not be a coincidence."

"I don't care if it's a coincidence, we have to prepare for tomorrow." Harry said, "At two o'clock in the afternoon, meet him outside Hogsmeade."

"And bring more food," Ron added.

"And Dobby, we've got to get him some presents too.

Thanks to him for the second project, otherwise I would never have passed that level. "

Speaking of house-elves, Hermione jumped into spirits and gave house-elves gifts, a big step for her House-Elf Rights Association.

The next day, the auditorium.

At the end of the lunch time, the three of Harry arrived in a hurry.

They ordered two or three times more food than usual, and then quietly stuffed the food into Harry's schoolbag when no one was looking.

They think they are doing it very secretly, and no one should notice at this time.

Just because no one paid attention doesn't mean no foodies paid attention. When Abei was eating, he glanced at the three of them from time to time, and his saliva dripped uncontrollably on the plate.

"What's wrong with you today?" Aaron asked worriedly. This guy had never been so absent-minded during mealtime.

"A lot of chicken legs." Abe said, wiping the smirk from his mouth.

"What the hell?" Aaron looked at the plate in front of Abe, which was cleaner than his face, and he was a little confused. So, where did the chicken legs come from?

"there."

Abe pouted in the direction of the three of Harry.

Aaron turned his head to look, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

A large plate of chicken legs was neatly stacked, at least a dozen or so, even if the appetite is good, it won't increase several times in one go!

There is a problem, there is absolutely a problem.

Aaron thought very firmly, and then gave Abe a wink.

Shenglong's eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't care to wipe his saliva, and jumped directly onto the long table in Gryffindor, grabbed his favorite food and started to gnaw wildly.

The three of them were stunned, and they didn't react until Abe dazzled a third of the time.

"Stop, no, shut up," Ron said hastily.

Harry subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when he thought that his small body was incomparable to a dragon, his outstretched hands stopped in mid-air.

Hermione lifted Abe up and said helplessly, "This is not for you. If you want to eat, come over tomorrow."

"So... who are you preparing this for?"

A playful voice suddenly came from behind, startling all three of them.

"No, we ate it ourselves." Ron said immediately.

"Pull it down, do you believe this?" Aaron gave him a blank look, "Eat it by yourself and put it in your schoolbag, and still pack so much.

Even if you want to turn your grief and indignation into appetite because of the newspaper, you won't act until the next day! "

"Ah this..."

Harry was silent for a while, then said, "We went to visit Sirius, he's back."

"Damn! He dares to come back?" Aaron said incredulously: "Although the Ministry of Magic has relaxed his arrest, it doesn't mean that they will turn a blind eye to a murderer."

"That's why we decided to sneak up on him," said Harry.

"Understood." Aaron nodded, then picked up Abe and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Hermione said hastily, "You can come with us."

"Forget it! It must be no small matter for him to take such a big risk and return to Hogwarts to find you.

Big things are often troublesome, and I don't want to be involved. "

"It might have something to do with the mysterious man." Harry said suddenly, "I told him about my dream."

Aaron stopped abruptly. If it was half a month ago, he would only hasten to leave when he heard this, but the situation is different now. The change of the Dark Mark shows that he will make a comeback soon.

Before the other party is completely revived, if you know more information, you will be able to protect yourself.

"When are we meeting?"

"We're getting ready to go."

"Secret?" Aaron said in a deep voice, "or is it safe?"

"It must be safe. Sirius has been hiding outside for a year without being discovered, and not many people know that he is an Animagus." Harry said, "It's just that his situation may not be very good, otherwise it would not Remind us to bring him more food."

Aaron pondered for a moment, "Get the invisibility cloak ready."