Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"These two books are for you." Aaron put the light elemental magic book and the dark elemental magic book on the desk, "Gines has done the work, and our weihet ancestors finally decided to teach us new magic. "

"Great." Missing body said a little excitedly, "But why don't you look very happy."

"During the summer vacation, the ancestors of Weihet will test the learning status of these two kinds of magic. If there is no accident...the detection method will not be very friendly to me."

"Where there is gain, there must be loss!" The missing body said comfortingly, "Generally speaking, we are not at a disadvantage."

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back." Aaron curled his lips. He was the one who went to the cram school at home, and he was the one who was beaten, and it had nothing to do with the missing body.

The thought body sneered, and then opened the magic book.

"Light elemental magic, dark elemental magic...

Huge gift crab!This is so deliberate! "

"I think so too." Aaron said with a bitter smile, "We all have to work harder this school year. These two magic circles are relatively unfamiliar to us, and it takes more energy to master them."

"Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?" Missing Body said depressedly. It took them four years to barely manage five elements, but now there are two more, and the workload has increased immediately.

"It's useless to say this now, so that I won't be beaten during the summer vacation... Work hard!"

Aaron sighed slightly, picked up a piece of draft paper and began to study the use of light and dark elemental magic.

The next day, the auditorium.

While the students were having breakfast, Professor McGonagall and Umbridge could be heard arguing outside.

Many students put down their tableware and walked out of the auditorium when they heard the voice.

......

"Excuse me, what the hell are you insinuating, Professor?"

"I just ask you to strictly abide by the established school rules when punishing my students, and act reasonably and fairly."

"Did I hear you right? You seem to be questioning my authority over my own class, Minerva."

"I definitely didn't mean that. What I said was that you used corporal punishment on students."

"I'm sorry, dear," Umbridge sighed quietly, "you question my methods as you question the Ministry of Magic, in other words the Minister himself.

I am a very tolerant person, but there is one thing I absolutely cannot tolerate, and that is disloyalty to the Minister. "

"Not loyal to the minister...?" Professor McGonagall froze for a moment. In her impression, Hogwarts had never been required to be loyal to the Minister of Magic.

Umbridge turned around, looked at the students coming out of the auditorium, and said, "What happened at Hogwarts is much worse than I expected, and Connelly will definitely take action immediately."

"What a great authority!" Back in the auditorium, Aaron couldn't help clicking his tongue, "Even if the Ministry of Magic wants to extend its hand to Hogwarts, it wouldn't be so blatant!"

"Don't you know?" Draco asked in surprise.

"what do you know?"

"The Ministry of Magic has issued Education Order 23 and Dolores Umbridge has been appointed Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts."

"Investigator?" Aaron frowned slightly, "Investigate what?"

"Investigate fellow faculty members, in other words she has the right to review other faculty's teaching credentials."

Hearing this, Aaron opened his mouth in astonishment, and then sneered, "It's really dirty politics! Is Fudge already so shameless?

When reviewing teaching qualifications, Umbridge should be the first to be expelled.

I have read all the magic defense theory she taught before going to school, but I still have to practice honestly for the magic spells I should learn. "

Draco couldn't deny it. Fudge directly promulgated new education laws in order to control Hogwarts. He felt ugly like this.

"Forget it, what she is reviewing is the teacher, it has nothing to do with us.

But I still want to remind you, don't meddle in other people's business, Umbridge's reputation will be ruined sooner or later, so don't get involved in it. "

"I see." Draco nodded, but his expression was a little uncomfortable.

......

Article 20 of the Education Regulations No. [-], it is forbidden to play music during study time...

Educational Charter No.30, ban all Weasley products immediately...

There are 45 educational regulations, to maintain good clothing, grooming and etiquette anytime, anywhere...

Umbridge was completely lost, besides often appearing in other professors' classes with a small notebook, she also kept supplementing various regulations, as if she was the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Graplan didn't care about her censorship, and they could calmly answer her questions outside of classroom teaching.

It's just that in the divination class, Professor Trelawney seemed to be deliberately targeted.

"I want you to make a prophecy for me." Umbridge said with a smile.

It has to be said that this is difficult for others, because truly effective predictions cannot be made casually, and what you see in the crystal ball is only one of countless possibilities.

According to Dumbledore, there were no more than five completely accurate prophecies in Trelawney's 16 years of teaching.

"The Celestial Eye will not be ordered to see." Professor Trelawney said seriously.

"What a shame." Umbridge made some notes on her clipboard.

"No, wait, wait." Professor Trelawney hurriedly stopped her. Although she was extremely angry, her job was in the hands of this senior investigator.

The situation is stronger than the people. If this prophecy is not fulfilled, the job may not be kept.

"I seem to have seen something.

Yes, I see something dark, and you are in very serious danger. "

"Interesting, if you can only do this at best." Umbridge raised his eyebrows slightly, with a gloating smile on his face, and scratched on the writing board casually.

......

Gryffindor common room.

"This nasty old hag." Hermione cursed fiercely, "We can't learn how to protect ourselves, we can't learn how to pass Oss, she took over the whole school."

"But what can we do?" Harry said gloomily, "She is now a senior investigator sent by the Ministry of Magic, and Dumbledore can't do anything about her for the time being."

"We must act. If Umbridge is not willing to teach us, then we may as well do it ourselves."

"What?" Ron asked.

"Learn Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Give us a break!" Ron said in a languid voice, "We still have a lot of homework, Harry has to deal with Umbridge's confinement, and I've signed up for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

I hate to say it, Hermione, but it's only the second week and our burdens are already heavy. "

"But learning defensive skills is more important than homework." Hermione said seriously, "The mysterious man may come back at any time, if we don't even have the ability to protect ourselves, how will we face him and those terrifying Death Eaters .”

"You mean... let's go to the library and find some spells to practice ourselves?" Ron said.

"No, that's not enough.

What we need is a teacher, a teacher who has rich combat experience and can give us correct guidance. "

"But who can I turn to?" Harry frowned slightly, "The teachers in the school are definitely not good, Umbridge is watching them closely.

Sirius can't show up, Moody and Professor Lupine are busy with the Order of the Phoenix, Mr Weasley..."

"No, I wasn't talking about them," interrupted Hermione. "What do you think of Aaron?"

"he?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, lost in thought.

"I can definitely trust Aaron's ability." Harry said in embarrassment, "Some professors may not be as good as him, but..."

"But he might not teach us." Ron continued.

"He said that if you have any questions you don't understand, you can go to him."

"He's talking about pointers, but... what we want is a teacher!" Harry forced a smile. "I don't think he'll have that much time."

"You have to try!"

"Harry." Sirius' voice suddenly came from the fireplace.

The three turned their heads to look, and the head of Sirius appeared in the crimson flames.

"Why are you here?" Hermione glanced around worriedly, and was relieved to see that there was no one else.

"I'm going back and forth to Harry's letter," said Sirius. "It's the safest way I can think of."

"Did you write to him?" Hermione looked at Harry reproachfully, "Did you know that our letter might be intercepted by the Ministry of Magic?"

"I just want to know how Hagrid is doing." Harry said guiltily, "Besides, I didn't say 'Sirius' in my letter, I used 'cold', no one will find out."

"The writing is really ingenious." Sirius praised, "Hagrid, don't worry, he and Ms. Maxim went back to his hometown, but they got separated on the way back, but there is no danger, I believe you will soon to see him."

"You said you were worried about Umbridge, what is she up to?

Training you to kill all the half-breeds? "

"She won't let us use magic at all," said Harry indignantly.

"I'm not surprised." Sirius said lightly, "The latest information says that Fudge doesn't want you to receive combat training."

"Fighting?" Ron asked puzzled, "Did he think we were going to build a wizard army?"

"That's what he thought. He thought Dumbledore was gathering his men to fight the Ministry."

"It's ridiculous, this is so ridiculous!" Hermione said in disbelief, "He didn't let us use magic because of this, and arranged for Umbridge to occupy our Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Fudge's suspicion is getting worse, he feels that Dumbledore will take away his power by any means."

"So we plan to find a teacher by ourselves." Hermione said confidently, then looked at Sirius, "The three of us agree that Aaron is the most suitable."

"Him?" Sirius paused, doubtful: "Are you sure? He's a Slytherin!"

"Can't you?"

"No, it's not impossible." Sirius said hurriedly, "It would be great if he wanted to."

"We'll talk him through," Hermione said confidently.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, but it was not good to pour cold water on Hermione at this time, so they could only nod along.

Ahhhhhhh!

Aaron, who was in the Shenming Temple, suddenly sneezed, and a black magic circle in front of him also disintegrated, turning into little black particles and dissipating.

"What's wrong?" The thought body, which was enchanting the bullet three times, stopped, "Don't tell me it's a cold. Our current physique is not immune to all diseases, but we should never have a chance of catching a cold in this life."

"I don't know, maybe some beautiful woman misses me!" Aaron smiled indifferently, "How are you doing?"

"It's not that good." Si Nian body gave a long sigh, "The flintlock bullets are relatively easy to make, but the production process of the revolver and the two sniper rifle bullets is more complicated. If you don't use magical animal feathers to make In the case of auxiliary materials, it can barely perform three enchantments."

"Then using the feathers of magical animals can achieve the power of four enchantments?"

"No, the increase is limited." The thought body shook his head slowly, "Unless there are more precious materials, and using the feathers of magical animals to perform three enchantments is more expensive than the second enchantment, and on average one feather can only make one bullet .”

"Hiss!" Aaron gasped involuntarily. He had to save the bullets in the future, otherwise he wouldn't have enough money to buy raw materials.

"By the way, there is also that automatic pistol." Missing Body reminded.

"That's not necessary." Aaron interrupted immediately, "It's good to replenish the bullets with your own magic power. You don't need to waste materials. We really can't afford it."

"All right!"

......

The next day, the library.

Aaron sat by the window, drawing a complex pattern in his notebook with a quill.

"Aaron, we..." The three of Harry walked over, but his voice stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, because there was a Slytherin witch standing beside Aaron.

She gave Harry a hard look, and then looked at Aaron cautiously, "Senior, I have class in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first."

After the Slytherin witch left, Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, "Did we bother you?"

"No."

"Who is she?" Ron quipped.

"Fourth year Slytherin, Celine McKeon.

This seems to have nothing to do with you! "

"Uh..." Ron immediately pointed to Hermione, "I asked for her."

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with her!"

"Yes." Hermione frowned slightly, and forcefully forced a smile, "It has nothing to do with me.

Let me ask you, why is she looking for you? "

"The essentials of casting the silent spell." Aaron said with some tiredness, "Since I became a prefect, an average of seven or eight students have asked me about their studies every day.

If it wasn't for the high-level wizards, I would probably be annoyed to death by these people. "

"Oh! I see." Hermione nodded thoughtfully, and the smile on her face was no longer stiff.

"Okay, let's talk about something." Aaron slowly closed his notebook, "My past experience tells me that it will never be good for the three of you to come to the door together."

Three people: ...