Magic Journey from Hogwarts

After confirming Crouch's disappearance, Dumbledore notified the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge immediately sent someone to investigate.

Harry received a reply from Sirius, in which he criticized him, accused him of not meeting Krum alone outside Hogwarts castle, and asked him to practice a few practical spells for the third project. curse.

Not only his godfather said so, but Moody also gave the same suggestion, and he could only selectively forget about Crouch's disappearance, after all, he couldn't do anything about it even if he wanted to.

Hermione and Ron became good teammates for a while, and took him to look for possible spells in the library every day, and then practiced in an empty classroom with no one.

In the divination class, Aaron sat next to Harry and Ron.

Looking at the exhausted looks of the two, he couldn't help being curious, "What's the matter with you? You look much more haggard than usual!"

"Ask him." Ron pointed to Harry, his eyes full of helplessness.

"I've been practicing the spell during this time, so I'm a little tired."

"Are you tired? It's me who is tired." Ron said angrily, "I am the only one who is willing to be your training partner. I have to be hit by the Stunning Curse more than ten times a day, and my whole body hurts from the fall." .”

"hiss!"

Aaron couldn't help but gasped, and looked at Ron not only with admiration, but also with a trace of concern for idiots.

The heart is big enough for a living person to be a sparring partner.

If Harry accidentally cast the Stunning Charm instead of the Crushing Charm, Ron might have to spend his holidays in the school hospital.

"Aaron, can you lend Abe to us?"

"What do you want?"

"Find Harry a perfect partner!" Ron said naturally, "It's a dragon, with high magic resistance and agility, right?

And with rough skin and thick flesh, it won't feel much pain when hit by a magic spell. "

"Hehe!" Aaron sneered, "You are not it, how do you know that being hit by the curse doesn't hurt!"

Abe also nodded solemnly. It doesn't even count as adolescence now. Although its magic resistance has been fully pulled, it still feels pain.

"If you want to kill me, just say so." Harry said speechlessly, "What if I pissed off Abe and slapped him with a paw?"

"This..."

Ron looked at the harmless Abe, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

His knowledge of Abe was still in the first grade, but even so, it was not something that Harry's small body could handle with a single paw.

"forget it."

The class bell rang and Professor Trelawney came down the stairs.

The fire was particularly strong today, and the incense on her body soon permeated the classroom, making one's mind swell.

"Harry." Ron pursed his lips, "Why don't you open the window!"

Harry nodded, opened the window a crack, and felt a little more comfortable with the cool wind blowing outside.

"My dear," said Professor Trelawney in a spirited voice, "We've almost finished talking about planetary divination, but today is a good time to study the role of Mars, because it is currently in a very interesting position.

Please look this way, I'll turn off the light. "

Professor Trelawney waved his wand, and all the lights went out, and the fire became the only source of light.

She took out a small model of the solar system, the nine planets and their satellites were shining in their respective positions, and Mars formed a wonderful angle with several other planets...

Ah!

While everyone was admiring the sight of the planets moving, Harry suddenly let out a scream.

He covered his face, the scar on his forehead gleamed faintly red in the dark professor, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Harry, Harry..." Ron hurriedly helped him up, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"Of course he has something to do..." Professor Trelawney looked extremely excited, and was interrupted by Aaron just as he was about to say something.

"Professor, I think he should be sent to the hospital first."

"Gaius." Professor Trelawney was a little reluctant, "He was obviously affected by the supervision in the classroom, if you miss this opportunity..."

"I just want to know how to stop the pain," Harry said hastily.

"Professor, I'll send him to Ms. Pomfrey. I'm afraid I'll have to take a leave of absence for this class." Aaron said, helping Harry out of the classroom, leaving Trelawney with a disappointed face and a group of people who didn't know why. student.

The two left the trap door through the stairs, and after walking to the next floor, Aaron looked at him seriously, "What did you dream about?"

"Voldemort." Harry gasped nervously. "He's with Pettigrew, and a big snake."

"What did they say?

I need Voldemort's words, not yours. "

Harry thought for a moment, trying to imitate a cold, shrill voice, "Wormtail, you're very lucky that your mistake didn't mess things up, he's dead.

Nagini, uh... that should be the name of the big snake. "

"Exact words." Aaron reminded.

"Nagini, you're out of luck, I'm not going to feed you Wormtail, but that's okay, and Harry Potter."

"It seems Voldemort is planning to kill you and feed the snake."

Harry shivered in panic, "This joke is not funny at all."

"This dream of yours...confirmed my previous guess.

Crouch was probably controlled by Voldemort, but Wormtail's negligence allowed him to escape to Hogwarts. "

"That means Mr. Crouch has..."

"Dead." Aaron took a deep breath and said, "Voldemort must have other servants. He was hiding in Hogwarts. When you were looking for Dumbledore that night, he knocked Krum unconscious and killed him." Crouch.

As for how the body was disposed of, I don't know, but there are too many ways for us to find him. "

"Karkaroff or Snape?" Harry asked, frowning.

"Let me warn you one last time, don't doubt Professor Snape." Aaron said angrily, "Although he has treated you badly in recent years, he has not protected you once or twice, otherwise your first-year Time to fall off the broomstick.

It doesn't have to be Karkaroff. You heard the conversation between him and Professor Snape that day. This headmaster is a coward with a strong outsider, otherwise Professor Snape wouldn't have persuaded him to run away. "

"This is not, and that is not, who could it be?" Harry was upset, at a loss for a while, and after a while he calmed down, "Go to the principal's office, you have to tell Dumbledore."

Aaron didn't object either. This has already caused people's lives, which shows that people hiding in the school can do whatever they can to fail to achieve their goals. He absolutely doesn't mind killing people.

The two speeded up to the principal's office, but the stone carving of the gargoyle in front of the door would not let them pass easily.

"I don't know the password." Aaron said very directly.

"Iced lemonade." Harry tentatively said, the stone statue remained motionless, "Pear candy, Bibi's weird beans, chocolate frog..."

A series of snack names popped out of his mouth, dozens of them were all the same.

Aaron was a little dumbfounded. He didn't believe the technique of reporting dish names without special practice.

"I want to see him. I have something important to do." Harry kicked the stone statue angrily, then sat down hugging his right foot in pain.

"Why don't you take a rest for a while!" Aaron handed over a bottle of water, "Be full of energy and continue to try, I believe you will be able to move this stone statue."

Harry took a sip in a daze, and continued: "Bubble gum, candy cane quill, cockroach skewer..."

Click!

The stone statue moved and rose slowly, revealing a spiral staircase.

"Cockroach string." Aaron said speechlessly, "What kind of password is this!"

"I made this up." Harry also looked a little unnatural.

"Don't worry about it so much, go in first!"

The two walked up the stairs and walked straight to an oak door.

"Something has to be done, Fudge."

"I can't act rashly. The wizarding world needs a strong leadership team at times like this, Dumbledore."

"Then don't disappoint them."

"But I haven't found any signs of murder, not at all, Bertha's disappearance and Barty's disappearance have nothing to do with each other.

So the Triwizard Tournament will never be cancelled, and I cannot be taken for a coward. "

"True leaders are wise and courageous, and don't care what other people think."

"I don't quite agree with this sentence." Aaron lowered his voice, "I personally think that a wise leader needs to care more about what the people think."

"I'm sorry, gentlemen," came Moody's voice, "it seems that your conversation has become less private."

After the voice fell, the oak door slowly opened.

Aaron immediately took a few steps back and stood behind Harry Potter.

"Harry." Fudge smiled kindly, "It's nice to see you again.

And Aaron, say hello to your sister for me. "

"Yes." Aaron responded with a smile, "Professor Dumbledore, we have something to talk to you about."

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then turned to look at Fudge and Moody, "You may have to wait a while, we have to check the venue for the third event."

Aaron raised his brows immediately, exchanged a glance with Abei in his arms, suppressed the excitement in his heart, "It's okay, the Triwizard Tournament is more important, take your time, we are not in a hurry."

The three looked at each other, then walked away from Aaron and Harry silently, and closed the door by the way.

Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther away, Aaron immediately gave Abe a wink.

Shenglong understood instantly, jumped from Aaron's arms to the ground, stared at the Phoenix Fox on the golden perch with a pair of clear eyes, and then took a breath without disappointing.

Fox trembled for a moment, and let out an unnatural cry.

But at this moment, Dumbledore had already left, and the door of the headmaster's office was closed.

"What is it doing?" Harry looked at Abe nervously. It was obviously harmless to humans and animals, but it made him palpitate inexplicably.