Magic Journey from Hogwarts

As time passed, more and more students came to the auditorium to eat.

A lot of people are talking about Harry Potter, because the Daily Prophet made him a liar, a liar who trumpeted the return of the Dark Lord.

The three of Harry walked into the auditorium, and the other students deliberately kept a distance from him, as if getting close to Harry Potter would bring bad luck.

"Good morning, Aaron." Harry greeted listlessly.

"It can be seen that your situation is not very good." Aaron glanced at the whispering students around, "Everyone avoids you."

"And us!" Ron said carelessly, "Not everyone doesn't believe Harry."

"Yes, but you are the only ones who believe in him." Aaron pointed to a student who was holding a newspaper in his hand, "Harry Potter's one-sided words and the "Daily Prophet" endorsed by the Ministry of Magic, Most people will choose the latter."

"You also saw Voldemort resurrected." Harry hesitated to speak, "If you are willing to testify..."

"If I am willing to testify, there will be one more person to be pointed at now." Aaron said indifferently, "Rumors stop at the wise, but the wise are in the minority.

The situation will not change in any way because of one more witness, all I can do is to ensure that I will not be as troubled as you are now. "

"But doesn't the Ministry of Magic respect your family?" Harry said unconvinced.

"That's not the same thing at all." Aaron said casually, "Fudge used to respect Dumbledore very much, but how does he do it now? Use public opinion to smear Dumbledore.

He did not hesitate to offend a highly respected great magician for the sake of power, and another influential wizard family would just be a matter of gnashing his teeth... although he would definitely not be able to bear the consequences. "

Harry thought about it, and continued: "That Fleur, Cedric, Viktor and the others also saw the Dark Lord and those Death Eaters, they..."

"Come on!" Aaron chuckled, "Their influence combined cannot compare to yours, and basically no one will believe what they say."

"How long will this situation last?" Hermione said a little angrily, "Dumbledore wants us to be united, but the mysterious person has been resurrected for two months, and we have already started fighting each other."

"Maybe it won't end until Voldemort appears in the wizarding world." Aaron shrugged, "Facts speak louder than words. When the truth comes out, everyone will realize that you are right. I apologize with a guilty conscience and pray to you. forgiveness."

Hearing this, the three of them barely recovered, but their expressions were still complicated.

When that time really came, Harry would no longer need to be looked at strangely, but the situation would be even more severe.

At this time, Professor McGonagall came over and handed out the fifth grade schedule one by one.

"History of Magic, Potions, Divination, Defense Against the Dark Arts..." Ron read with a sad face, "All the classes we didn't like appeared today."

"Correct me, I'm not included here." Aaron said, "In addition to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I'm quite interested in the other three classes, especially the Potions class that you least like."

"I'm not as exaggerated as he is, but it's not much worse." Hermione said proudly.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and smiled wryly. The two scumbags didn't have such a good attitude.

"Wish George and Fred could get those quick-cut-trucks out."

"What sugar?"

"Quick-acting skipping class sugar." Fred's voice sounded from the side.

"If you eat it, you will have fever, cold, nosebleeds, prickly heat, and sudden coma." George added, "But you will recover after taking the antidote. The teacher will never find a flaw."

"Have you developed this thing yet?" Aaron asked with interest.

"Uh... It's still in the research stage." George said shyly, "But there are already some ideas, and it will be invented after a while."

"Aaron, you're not interested in skipping class!" Hermione frowned slightly.

"Skipping class?" Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "The Hogwarts courses are not worth it for me, but skipping the classes at my home is still necessary, those cram schools can crush people to death.

And I have to say, Hermione, your pattern is small, can these inventions only be used to skip class?

You can avoid heavy work when you are at work, you can refuse invitations from friends when you are resting, and you can even scare people when you are in trouble. "

The corners of Hermione's mouth twitched slightly, and she was speechless for a moment.

"That's right." George and Fred said in unison.

"We actually used such a great invention to skip class." George said a little excitedly, "It's a shameful waste."

"Not only students, but adult wizards will also be in short supply," Fred said. "These inventions will definitely sell well, there is no doubt about it."

"I'll order a batch first." Aaron said immediately, "Give me twenty pieces of each."

"Ah this..."

The twin brothers hesitated.

"Is there a problem?

I'm just booking, not asking you to give it to me now. "

"No, you misunderstood." Fred said with some embarrassment, "We want to waive the bill for you, after all, we have obtained a large investment thanks to you.

Without this start-up capital, our careers would have been delayed by several years.

However, if the [-] copies are free, it will be a large expenditure, and it will be a bit traumatic for those of us who have not yet started our careers. "

"How about a [-]% discount?" George said in a low voice, "Let's stick to the cost price!"

"No, I'm not short of that little money." Aaron said very generously, "Just let me know when the invention is finished."

"All right!"

"I don't care if you find out." Hermione took a deep breath, and then looked at George and Fred coldly, "But you can't post advertisements on the Gryffindor bulletin board for experimenters."

puff!

Aaron squirted out his half-drunk juice.

He looked at George and Fred in astonishment, and said in disbelief, "You two actually asked students to do experiments?"

"Nothing." George said solemnly.

"You all posted the advertisement on the bulletin board and said no?"

"But we'll give you money!" Fred said, "and it's clearly stated above that this is an off-campus temporary job, and there is no risk at all except that you need to bear some negative effects."

"Hehe!" Hermione sneered, "As prefects, we firmly disagree."

"It's none of my business," Ron said immediately, for fear that Fred and George would count him in.

"You're so cowardly!" Aaron said.

"That's called Congxin, and I know them both too well." Ron said with a depressed face, "No one can stop what George and Fred want to do."

"As expected of our good brother." George said with satisfaction.

Hermione gave Ron a hard look, and then said, "I can write to Mrs. Weasley."

George and Weasley suddenly changed their faces. They were not afraid of the sky or the earth, but they were afraid of their mother's yelling.

"You can't do that."

"We're also doing it for your own good, fifth grade is the Owl year (Ordinary Wizarding Examination Ranking Test).

Exams of all kinds can be overwhelming and a nightmare for students. "

"I don't care." Aaron said indifferently, it was just a mere exam, and it wasn't difficult for him at all.

"Me too." Hermione said proudly, "Anyway, don't let me catch you, or I'll definitely write to Mrs. Weasley."

"Quick-acting skipping class candy is not for the bullies," Harry reminded.

George and Fred looked at each other and reluctantly made a compromise.

"Okay! Let's just accept the notice.

We don't recruit students to do experiments, but the head office of market research, we have to figure out the needs of students before we officially open! "

Hermione didn't speak, but it wasn't acquiescence, but she knew that she could never stop the two of them alone.

......

In the first Potions class of this school year, Snape asked the students to prepare a potion called Ease, which could calm and soothe restless and anxious emotions, and it was also a potion that often appeared in ordinary wizard exams.

Unsurprisingly, he specifically found fault with Harry Potter in class, and sarcastically sarcasm him.

Harry was angry, but he was used to it.

However, he also received good news that he could give up the Potions class after the general wizard exam grade test was over in June next year.

In other words, if you persist for another year, the hard days of being made things difficult by Snape will be gone forever.

In Professor Trelawney's divination class, they will learn a new method of divination.

It is not interpreting tea leaves, not looking at crystal balls, not watching celestial phenomena, but interpreting dreams.

Aaron looked at the "Dream Interpretation Guide" meaningfully in his hand. The dreams on it made him very interesting, but the homework assigned by Professor Trelawney made him feel a little embarrassed.

Keeping a record of dreams every day for a month is an impossible task for someone who doesn't dream much.

After a moment of hesitation, he still decided to leave this homework to the thought body.

It doesn't matter if you don't dream. With the "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" in hand, you can compile one at any time.

The last class in the afternoon was Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the Gryffindor and Slytherin students all rushed to the classroom before class started.

Aaron sat in the last row, occupying a desk for two, while Draco and Pansy sat in front of him.

He skillfully took out his small notebook, and patiently practiced the taboo element magic circle on it.

Although the ultimate elemental magic can't be instant cast, nor can it be released multiple times, but he still wants to really master a series of forbidden elemental magic as his trump card.

"Good morning, boys."

Umbridge in pink entered the classroom, and the room fell silent immediately.

With a standard smirk on the corner of her mouth, she took out her wand and pointed it at the blackboard, on which a few words gradually appeared.

"The Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination, owls, is generally called Oss." Umbridge said in a cadenced tone, "If you study hard, you will definitely be rewarded. If you fail to do so, the consequences may be... very serious. serious."

"In the past, the teaching of your course was quite unsystematic.

But now there is good news, and from now on you will study a carefully choreographed, Ministry of Magic-approved course in defense against magic. "

Everyone looked at the textbooks on the table, which were comparable to children's books, and were speechless.

But no one raised any doubts. After all, they didn't know the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at all. Perhaps her teaching ability was particularly outstanding.

But they were quickly disappointed. Umbridge really followed the script and told them what was in the textbook.

Defense Against the Dark Arts is a course that teaches students to deal with evil dark magic spells and evil creatures, but Umbridge actually treats it as a history of magic, which is even more boring.

Perhaps the only advantage of this course compared to History of Magic is that... the lecturer is a living person.

"Boring, very boring." Draco said with some disgust, "You still need her to teach you?"

"Among our previous professors, the only one who can compare with her is Lockhart." Pansy Parkinson, who was sitting next to him, was also a little unbearable, "Although Lockhart has no skills, at least the class is more interesting Some."

Aaron looked at Abe, who was already asleep on the table, and Crabbe and Goyle, whose upper and lower eyelids were constantly shaking, and nodded irrefutably.

Lockhart is indeed a clown, but his classroom atmosphere is very relaxed, while Umbridge's class is more depressing, and the hypnotic effect is not usually strong.

"Just relax." Aaron comforted, "If it's just for the exam, this class is actually the easiest.

It's okay to lie flat, because according to the ten wizards she teaches, at least five will be unqualified. "

Draco and Pansy looked at each other, it was true, but there was always something wrong.

At this time, Hermione raised her right hand high, and she stared at Umbridge with a blank expression on her face.

The other party turned a blind eye to this, and just talked about the knowledge in the textbook.

"Oh!" Pansy sneered, "Granger is definitely out of his mind. He dared to challenge the teacher's authority in the first class."

"Shut up!

In a way, this can be regarded as the courage of Gryffindor. Aaron looked at Hermione sitting in the front row, and sighed speechlessly.

After a few minutes, more and more people noticed Hermione's actions, whispers started in the classroom, and Umbridge felt that she could not continue to remain indifferent.

"Honey, do you have any questions?"

"The book doesn't seem to say how to use defensive spells."

"Spells?" Umbridge seemed to have heard some funny joke. "I don't see any need for spells in my class."

"Can't we use magic?" Ron asked.

"You need a very safe and risk-free way to learn defensive spells," Umbridge explained coyly.

"What's the use?" Harry demanded aloud. "You can't be attacked without risk."

"You must raise your hand first when speaking in my class." Umbridge said lightly.

Harry raised his hand when Umbridge turned away.

But when she turned around again, several students raised their hands.

Annoyance flashed in Umbridge's eyes, but it was quickly masked as she casually pointed at a Gryffindor.

"What's your name?"

"Dean Thomas."

"Okay! Mr. Thomas, do you have any questions?"

Dean glanced at Harry, "Like Harry said, we can't be without risk if we're attacked."