Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"It's nothing, I guess I'm a little excited to see my old friend."

"This... is this really exciting?" Harry was a little skeptical, "But Abe has already shown his claws, it won't..."

Before he finished speaking, Abe turned into a white afterimage, accelerated and rushed towards Fox.

Fox immediately spread his wings and flew to the ceiling, letting it fly into the air.

Roar!

Abe roared, spread his white wings and flew in mid-air to pursue.

Two figures, one red and one white, ran amok in the principal's office, gold and silver utensils were thrown all over the floor.

Fox is miserable. Although he doesn't want to admit it, it really can't beat Abbe now.

If it was outside, it might still have room to escape, but the space in the principal's office was either too big or too small, and it was caught up by Abe in a short while.

The sharp claws pinched directly on its neck. Fox saw Abe's pure eyes mixed with a trace of joy, and suddenly panicked. Crimson flames ignited all over his body, and he wanted to let him loose his claws with high temperature.

Abei gave it a disdainful glance, a layer of white scales appeared on the surface of its body, easily resisting the flames of the phoenix.

Next, its other paw began to pluck, and Fox let out a mournful whine.

In just a few seconds, one-third of the red and golden feathers were plucked, and even the dazzling tail feathers were pulled out several times.

"Stop it, stop it quickly." Harry couldn't bear to watch anymore, and hurriedly shouted.

Abei was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Aaron, seeing his master nodding, he let go of the loveless Phoenix.

"Uh...don't mind it." Aaron said nonsense in a serious manner, "Sometimes the way magical animals greet is so unpretentious."

"Is this a greeting?" Harry said angrily, "Even if I don't read much, you wouldn't be fooling me like this!

How Fox has been bullied, you can see that he is crying. "

"What? Crying?"

Aaron seemed a little surprised by this, and quickly walked up to Fox.

Just when Harry thought he was going to comfort and apologize, Abbe took out an empty crystal bottle directly from his pocket.

"Sensible." Aaron patted Abe's little head, and then carefully collected Phoenix's tears, "This is a holy medicine for healing, it's a pity that it fell on the ground."

Abe snorted coldly in disdain, and then put the feathers that he picked up one by one into his pocket in front of Fox.

Fenghuang suddenly cried even more sadly, and the speed of crying was much faster.

Harry on the side was also stunned seeing this scene, and couldn't think of any words to describe it for a while.

He had opened his eyes today. Aaron and Abbe's showmanship directly opened the door to a new world for him, and he didn't even need to pluck his hair, even tears.

And collecting its tears and feathers in front of Fox, the shrimp and pig's heart are not enough to describe, it is simply insane.

"This is a sad reminder. Dumbledore will be very angry when he comes back."

"No, it's just a little hair plucking."

"Is that a little bit?" Harry said speechlessly, "Fox is just a little bit better than a turkey now."

Aaron froze for a moment, then turned his head and gave him a thumbs up, "This is really just the right amount of compensation."

Before Harry could react, Abe handed Aaron another empty crystal bottle.

Originally, Phoenix's tears were almost shed, but Harry's words made Aaron collect another half bottle of tears.

"Okay, the harvest is full!" Aaron said with satisfaction, and Abe patted his pocket, feeling that today's trip was worthwhile.

Unable to bear it, Harry picked Fox up, gently placed him on a soft cushion, and filled him with some water to drink.

"Dumbledore will definitely not let us go when he comes back and sees it looking sickly." Harry wanted to cry without tears, "This time, you've made a lot of trouble."

"Don't worry, the self-healing ability of the phoenix is ​​exaggerated. To a certain extent, they are immortal creatures." Aaron said indifferently, "The damage to its body now is just that I don't want to recover.

But it doesn't matter, Abe, give it a cure. "

Abe hesitated for a moment, walked up to Fox reluctantly, and activated the healing ability.

The white magic circle floated above Fox, and after a while it fully recovered from the injury on its body. Except for the loss of some feathers, it was almost impossible to see that it had been injured.

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously said, "What a loss!"

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing." Harry waved his hand immediately, and then looked at the messy headmaster's office, "Let's clean it up quickly, before Dumbledore comes back."

Aaron shrugged, then pulled out his wand, waved it towards the ground, and the gold and silver utensils flew back to their respective positions.

"It's done."

"Amazing magical talent." The Sorting Hat said, "It was right to sort you into Slytherin at the beginning, and your value has been fully reflected."

"Cut, if you don't want to take a bath, just shut your mouth."

"Ok."

Harry shook his head speechlessly, found a chair and sat down.

This was the first time he sat in the principal's office so casually, and he was able to tell Dumbledore about his dream immediately, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

In a daze, he found a cabinet that was not tightly closed, and bright silver light radiated from the gap.

Harry hesitated for a moment, walked over curiously, and opened the cabinet door.

Inside was a shallow stone basin with strangely carved rims filled with letters and runes.

There is no liquid in the basin, but wisps of silver light, they dance wantonly in the basin, creating beautiful ripples.

"Aaron, do you know what this is?"

"I know." Aaron nodded, "This is called a Pensieve, and I have one too.

This kind of magic item is not ordinary rare, it can store memory, avoid forgetting something over time.

People who store memories can also use it to observe their memories from a third perspective and find details that are easily overlooked. "

"Does that mean it contains Dumbledore's secret?"

"No, it can't be said to be a secret, it can only be said to be a memory.

No one puts a real secret in a pensieve, or it would be bad for others to see it. "Aaron said solemnly. He occasionally put some memories in the Pensieve, but those memories are not important, but it is a pity to forget them.

Harry stuck his wand in and gave it a stir.

The silver streamer slowly turned and became more transparent.

"It's not like that." Aaron said helplessly, "You have to get closer.

If you want to know about memories of Barty Crouch, just keep him in your mind. "

"Will there be any in here?"

"It might not have been there before, but Dumbledore will definitely pull out this part of the memory recently..."

Aaron's voice stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence, because Harry had stuck his head in.

"Crazy!" Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, he hesitated for a while and pulled him back, "You are amazing enough, it is very dangerous to enter other people's memory without authorization, isn't the lesson Tom Riddle taught you enough? ?”

"Dumbledore is completely different from Voldemort." Harry panted heavily, "And I know a lot of useful things, Crouch, Karkaroff, Bagman and...Sney Professor Pu."

"What did you see?" Aaron frowned.

"Karkaroff's trial scene, he was arrested by Professor Moody, and Barty Crouch tried himself.

He wanted to reveal the names of other Death Eaters to leave Azkaban, but he was unlucky, and the few people who spoke were either dead or captured.

He also confessed..."

Harry hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Severus Snape, Dumbledore said that Snape was his spy on Voldemort's side."

"Phew!" Aaron took a deep breath and looked at Harry seriously, "You will rot this matter to me, and never tell anyone else, including Sirius."

"Many people know that there were at least several hundred wizards in that trial."

"But there are also many people who don't know about it." Aaron said angrily, "At Hogwarts, hundreds of students don't know about it. If you spread the news, Professor Snape will be very troubled."

Harry nodded blankly, "I see."

"And then? Who did Karkaroff confess?

Not only did he come out of Azkaban, but he also became the headmaster of Durmstrang, so he could be regarded as famous. "

"You won't believe it, it's unbelievable.

Barty Crouch's son, Barty Crouch Jr., is a Death Eater. "

"Wait... are you sure you read that right."

"Absolutely not." Harry said with certainty, "Old Batty sent his son to Azkaban with his own hands, and his wife fainted in front of his wife. This is simply...too cruel gone."

Aaron was silent for a while when he heard the words, "Is there any more?"

"There is also Neville, whose parents were tortured by several Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse." Harry said with a heavy expression, "Professor Moody knows about it, he used it in front of Neville in Defense Against the Dark Arts class." The Cruciatus Curse should be to get him out of this nightmare."

"But he failed. Neville's face turned pale with fright."

"And Ludo Bagman, who was also accused of being a Death Eater."

"Are you kidding?" Aaron said in disbelief, "He can be a Death Eater like that, so Voldemort's selection standards are too low!"

Harry also deeply agrees with this. In his opinion, although Ludo Bagman is a bit annoying, he is fundamentally different from Death Eaters. At least he has absolutely no courage to go beyond the laws of the Ministry of Magic.

"Many people think so, so Ludo Bagman was released with almost no trial." Harry spread his hands, "I have seen so much so far, I can only say that it is worthy of Dumbledore's memory, casually A little leak would be enough to shock us for years."