Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Do you think you're going to be attacked in my class?"

"No, but..."

"You should raise your hand, Mr Thomas." Umbridge interrupted, "I have to say that your class of students has come into contact with several irresponsible teachers.

Being a half-man, half-beast, you don't need to worry about your own dangers, and the knowledge I teach you is extremely complicated. "

"Professor Lupine is the best teacher we have ever met." Hermione said a little angrily.

"Hands up, Miss Granger." Umbridge emphasized, "As for my predecessor, it was even more exaggerated. I actually handed over the three Unforgivable Curses to you, and I'm still doing experiments on you."

"It turned out that he was a lunatic, didn't he?" Dean raised his right hand this time, "But then again, we learned a lot from him!"

Hearing this, anger rose in Umbridge's eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

"The Ministry of Magic thinks so." Umbridge forced a flamboyant smile, "Having theoretical knowledge is enough to pass various exams.

Of course, didn't you come to school just for the exam? "

Parvati raised her right hand, "Is there no practical content in our Defense Against the Dark Arts exam?"

"As long as you have learned the theory very solidly, there is no reason why you can't cast spells under strictly controlled examination conditions."

puff!

Aaron sneered, he didn't care about this class at all.

You teach you, I learn from mine, well water does not violate river water, but I still can't help laughing when I hear such absurd remarks.

If learning magic was as easy as she said, he wouldn't have been drawing magic circles for four consecutive years.

Umbridge frowned slightly, and asked with a half-smile, "Mr. Gaius, is there any question?"

"No problem, no problem at all." Aaron waved his hand, "I just thought of something funny, and it has nothing to do with the professor."

Umbridge wanted to curse in her heart, but when she thought of the instructions from her immediate boss, Fudge, she still had a false smile on her face, "Then have a good class."

"Professor." Parvati continued to ask, with disbelief in her voice, "Didn't you just mean that the first time we cast those spells was during the exam? Don't we need practice for practice? "

"I'll say it again, as long as you study the theory well..."

"How can you fight against external threats with theoretical knowledge alone?" Harry couldn't help but interrupted.

"There's no threat out there, dear.

Who do you think would attack a child, like you? "

"Oh! I don't know, maybe... Voldemort!" Harry said lightly, but there was an uproar in the classroom.

Many students were terrified of Voldemort, and even when addressing him, they only dared to say the word 'mysterious man' cautiously, and Harry calling Voldemort's name directly was no less than dropping a depth bomb.

Urimzi's face twitched, and the smirk on his face became very stiff, "Let me make it clear to you, someone told you that a certain dark wizard is at large again, and this is purely a lie."

"It's not a lie, he's really back." Harry said angrily.

"Gryffindor, ten points.

That's nonsense, Mr Potter. "

"No, I saw him with my own eyes."

"Confinement for a week." Umbridge said coldly, "Come to my office at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Well, please continue to read just now. "

......

The bell rang, and Umbridge walked out of the room with her small bag, followed by most of the students.

They looked at Harry with different expressions, ranging from suspicion to sarcasm to sympathy.

Aaron put away his small notebook and woke up Abe who was dozing on the table.

He stopped when he passed Harry Potter who was downhearted and was being comforted by Hermione and Ron, "I admit that sometimes it's nice to tell the truth, but you should think about the consequences anyway!

A week of confinement will definitely make you feel better. "

"I'm right." Harry said stubbornly.

"Of course you're right, you're just too stupid." Aaron shrugged indifferently, "But some things are not right or wrong, otherwise why would we remain silent.

Do you know what it means that the situation is stronger than people?You should understand the truth that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

You know who sent Umbridge, and it's not fun for you to go up and find it. "

"I'm just telling the truth," said Harry angrily. "Voldemort has indeed returned."

"Do you think she doesn't know?" Aaron asked back. "The problem is that you don't have evidence, and she won't admit it."

"I..." Harry opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"You should really learn from Dumbledore. Our principal is definitely the most anxious about Voldemort's resurrection. He has received no less criticism than you, but he didn't complain about it.

I'm sure he didn't care about the Daily Prophet, and was just doing his best to prevent Voldemort from regaining his former power. "

The three looked at each other in blank dismay. During their summer vacation, they were sent to Dumbledore's secret organization, the Order of the Phoenix. They knew very well that Dumbledore was indeed preparing to fight Voldemort.

"Let's think about how to deal with the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam first!" Hermione changed the topic, "If you only study theory without practice, few people can pass the exam."

"It's simple, just practice more." Aaron said indifferently.

"It's not as simple as you said. Self-exploration and teacher teaching are completely different things."

Aaron smacked his lips and said hesitantly, "Come to me if you have any questions you don't understand."

"You?" Ron was a little surprised, "Are you sure?"

"What? Can't you trust me?" Aaron laughed dumbly. He is now a great magister. All the spells that should be learned from the first to seventh grades have already been self-study through the two libraries of Hogwarts and Gaius Castle. .

Maybe there is still some gap with the real masters in potions, botany, astronomy, etc., but it is definitely more than enough to teach a few fifth graders.

"That's the only good news." Harry forced a smile.

"But forget it."

"Huh?" Harry asked puzzled, "Why?"

"Your performance in the Triwizard Tournament has proven your ability, and passing the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam will definitely not be a problem."

Harry:  …

The next day, in Transfiguration and Potions classes, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick specifically emphasized the importance of the owl exam.

They taught the disappearing spell and the summoning spell respectively, and then assigned a lot of homework tacitly.

This is where the fifth-year wizards feel depressed. The ordinary wizard level exam is the biggest obstacle they have encountered since they went to school.

Teachers are more anxious than them. In order to let students get good grades, in addition to the full schedule, they usually assign more homework than before.

At this time, the privileges of outstanding students will also be reflected. If the disappearing spell and summoning spell can be operated correctly in practice, homework can be exempted.

Aaron was a one-time success, which greatly pleased the two professors.

While others were practicing magic spells and worrying about homework, he was lying on the table and drawing magic circles for four years.

In the afternoon, there was a protection of magical animals class. Aaron walked to Hagrid's hut with the fifth-year Slytherin after he came out of the dormitory.

"Isn't that stupid..."

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed, interrupting Pansy who was talking.

"Okay! Professor Hagrid can do it!" Pansy said reluctantly, "I don't know what Professor Graplan will teach us this time."

"It's definitely not a big and dangerous monster." Draco laughed, "But Mr. Potter's favorite professor of protection of magical animals is gone, so he must not be in a good mood."

"Then shall we go and comfort him?" Crabbe suggested.

"Don't meddle in your own business." Aaron said angrily, "If you spend half of your time making things difficult and making fun of Harry Potter to studying, you won't have to worry about exams now."

"They are no match for you." Draco said speechlessly, "The only one who was exempted from homework was Granger, but she had to try several times before she could successfully cast those spells.

To be honest, it's a good thing you're a Slytherin, otherwise our class might be overwhelmed by a Gryffindor. "

"Excuses!" Aaron rolled his eyes, "Lack of talent can be made up for with hard work, but mocking Harry Potter takes up a lot of your hard work time.

If you want to get good grades in the owl exam next year, just do it yourself! "

"Did you hear that, you two?" Draco looked at Crabbe and Goyle resentfully, "Don't embarrass me."

"We'll try our best, boss." Crabbe and Goyle said with a guilty conscience.

"And you, to be exact." Aaron reminded, "Don't embarrass Slytherin."

"Understood." Draco murmured, and then changed the topic, "But we probably won't get good grades in Defense Against the Dark Arts exams, and Umbridge will only teach us theory."

"If you have any problems in practice, you can come to me." Aaron said angrily.

"Do you...have time?" Pansy asked in surprise, and the other Slytherins were also a little overwhelmed.

They used to ask Aaron when they encountered problems in their studies, but I don’t know when he started to have an extra notebook in his hand, and he often wrote and drew on it.

They didn't dare to ask more questions, and they were even more embarrassed to disturb them. After a long time, they would subconsciously think that Aaron had no time.

"Who made me a prefect!" Aaron said helplessly, "Since I'm in this position, I can't really turn a blind eye to some things."

It is also the duty of the prefect to solve students' doubts about their studies. It is related to the reward of 1000 and [-] magic points. It will not take much time to find time to guide a few students.

"Great." Draco said happily, and the rest of the Slytherins also showed surprise.

Aaron saw their eyes light up, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead. He added, "However, my time is limited. It's best not to come to me for small things that can be solved by yourself."

A few minutes later, the Slytherins stopped in front of Hagrid's hut, where the fifth-year Gryffindors were also.

Professor Graplan stood behind a long trestle table on which were many twigs of twigs.

"It looks like everyone is here," said Professor Graplan, pointing to the twigs. "Who can tell me what it's called?"

"Bowtruckles," said Aaron, "are magical creatures that guard trees."

"That's right, five points for Slytherin."

As the voice fell, the twigs on the table suddenly sprang up.

They have brown eyes, are only seven or eight inches high, and have long, slender limbs like branches.

Many students looked at these wooden elves with expressions of interest. They unconsciously compared Hagrid and Graplan, and they all felt that the latter was more suitable to be their professor of protection of magical animals. Even Harry They also had to admit that Hagrid's level of teaching was a little worse than the other party's.

"Bowtruckles generally live on trees with branches that can be used to make wands," Professor Graplan said. "Does anyone know what they eat?"

Hermione hastily raised her right hand and replied, "Insects, woodcutters are their favorite."

"Very good, five points from Gryffindor.

Bowtruckles are even-tempered, extremely shy animals.

If you need to obtain materials from their roosting trees, it is recommended to offer woodjacks to them, which will appease them.

But if the tree it lives in is threatened, it will jump down and dig people's eyes with its long sharp fingers, which I believe you will not want to try. "

"If you'd like to come a little closer, you can come here and get some woodjacks and lead a Bowtruckle.

Share one with up to three people so that they can be studied more carefully.

Before get out of class is over, everyone turns in a sketch, marking each part of the Bowtruckle's body. "

Aaron was the first to go over, grabbed a handful of ground turtles and threw them on the best-looking Bowtruckle, and then stretched out his right hand to it.

The Bowtruckle hesitated for a moment, then jumped onto Aaron's palm.

The other students followed suit, but they focused on the larger Bowtruckles, which made it easier to draw.

Aaron lightly poked the Bowtruckle's finger on the palm of his hand, and carefully placed it on his shoulder.

There was a hint of resentment in Abe's eyes. It used to be on the shoulder of the owner, but since he got fat, no, the place seemed a bit crowded for him when he grew up.

"As for it? Look at how promising you are." Aaron laughed dumbly, made Abe squat down, and stretched out his front paw to hold the Bowtruckle on his right paw.

After posing, he took out a large sheet of parchment and a carbon pen from Abe's pocket.

He didn't learn much about painting, but at least he has been painting magic circles for four years, and his foundation is much better than others.

In a short while, a lifelike sketch was completed, but the stupid and cute holy dragon took up most of the area in this painting, and the Bowtruckle only took up a small part of the upper left corner.

"This way the homework is barely finished." Aaron murmured, while Abe nodded in satisfaction, his clear eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.