Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Three or five?" Aaron murmured, "Are you sure it's three or five?"

"Very sure." Hermione nodded firmly.

call!

Aaron took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Then count as five, plus Draco, Sirin, and the three of you, which means I have to teach ten students!"

"is it hard?"

"No problem if it's normal, but now Hogwarts has an extra senior investigator." Aaron said with a half-smile, "It's nothing to teach two Slytherins, but it will be very big for the three of you." After all, Umbridge has been deliberately targeting Harry Potter, let alone three or five more."

"It's fine if you don't get caught." Ron said carelessly, just avoiding the teacher, they are too familiar.

"Hehe! I really admire your mentality." Aaron patted his forehead speechlessly, "What if you get caught? Umbridge is not a cheap lamp."

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

The scar on Harry's hand had already proved Umbridge's cruelty, and she would not show mercy when physically punishing students.

"I mean the more people there are, the more dangerous it is, don't look for others if you can..."

"No," interrupted Hermione seriously, "it's not fair to the others."

"It's okay to be kind, but you have to think about the consequences!

It's good to be able to take care of yourself at this time. "Aaron said earnestly. He can barely accept teaching two to five, but it is not worthwhile to teach ten.

It doesn't matter if the income is not proportional to the payment, and you have to bear certain risks.

"Just say whether you agree to me or not!" Hermione asked directly.

"I... agree." Aaron said in a strange way, but he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, and even wanted to slap himself two big mouths.

"Great." Hermione smiled and kissed Aaron on the cheek, "I knew you would agree."

"Ha ha!"

Aaron rolled his eyes, feeling inexplicably as if he had suffered a bit.

"Beforehand, I'm only responsible for teaching you Defense Against the Dark Arts, but I'm not responsible for anything else.

In addition, my time is limited, and I can only attend one class a week, and it cannot exceed two hours. "

"That's no problem." Harry said with a relaxed face. "The homework assigned by the teacher, preparation for the general wizard level exam, and Quidditch training, add up to our tight time."

"I'll make arrangements." Hermione said confidently, "We can spend weekends in Hogsmeade from October, and we can have our first meeting there."

"Alright." Aaron nodded, "Remember to find a remote place."

"I understand. Umbridge mustn't notice this kind of gathering."

......

Shenming Hall.

The missing body looked at its own body speechlessly, wanted to curse but couldn't speak.

"Forget it, one sheep is also chased, and a flock of sheep...is also shed!

There are only ten people at most, so it's a big deal to spend more energy. "

"Five hundred magic points." Aaron spread his five fingers depressed, and said without tears: "I thought it was the meaning of teaching a student, so I just took this reward casually, but... the world is difficult. Expected!

If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have accepted this task before. This is much more difficult than the prefect. "

"It's useless to regret now, let's think about what to do next!

With ten students, including Harry Potter, Umbridge was bound to find something wrong over time. "

"Why don't you go and teach me!" Aaron said shyly.

Thought Body:  …

"Hey! Sure enough, clones don't have human rights, do they?

I work diligently every day in this dark hall..."

"You can't say that, didn't you go out when you were taking elective courses?"

"Okay!" The missing body shrugged, "You can still go out for a while during elective courses."

"What do you mean? This is not a prison.

Eat, drink, and be served every day, and there are hundreds of shadow ninjas to drive. Salazar Slytherin didn't have this kind of treatment when he was alive. "

"Then let's switch!"

"You don't have to." Aaron waved his hand.

"Cut!" Si Nian body pouted, "I can't refuse the main body's order, but this is not a matter of changing the teacher, but finding a safe place."

"A classroom that can accommodate ten people to study and train." Aaron said frowningly, "But Hogwarts certainly can't, this is under Umbridge's nose."

"Hogsmeade doesn't work either." The thought body added, "There are too many people there, and it's easier to be exposed. Maybe we are the only ones who meet the conditions."

"That's impossible, absolutely impossible.

I'm not going to explode the Shenming Temple for just five hundred magic points.

Forget it, let's talk about it later!

Maybe none of them came, so if you are careful and teach five people, it will not be a problem. "

"I hope so."

......

Sunday, Potions classroom.

After 10 minutes of disarming spell training, Aaron began to explain the blocking spell.

"The obstacle spell, the spell is full of obstacles.

Creates an invisible barrier that keeps your enemies from getting close.

This is a defensive spell, slightly more difficult than the disarming spell. "

"I know this spell." Sirin raised her hand, "My mother taught me."

"Me too," Draco said.

"Being able to recite spells is just the foundation. If you want to improve, you need to do more training." With a light wave of the wand in Aaron's hand, half of the classroom was separated.

"How do you train this time?" Draco asked interestedly, "Is it still training in pairs?"

"No, it still hurts to be hit by the Obstacle Curse." Aaron shook his head, turning the ground into a wizard chessboard, and two stone statues stood on the positions of the generals.

However, they are no longer stationary, but can move slowly, and even make sword-swinging movements.

Gollum!

Draco and Celine swallowed together, then looked at Aaron in astonishment.

"The rule is that you can only use the obstacle spell. Don't let the stone statue hurt you without leaving the chessboard. If you really can't hold on, jump off the chessboard."

"I'll talk about that later." Draco said impatiently, "When did your Transfiguration become so powerful? This should surpass Professor McGonagall!"

"Professor McGonagall's level of transfiguration is not so low." Aaron said lightly, and at the same time added in his heart, but it should not be as good as me.

The two looked at each other, a little regretful but took it for granted.

After all, Aaron was only a fifth-year wizard. If Transfiguration could surpass that of McGonagall Minerva, who had been a professor for decades, they would not be able to accept it.

As the two jumped onto the chessboard, the two stone statues raised their weapons and moved slowly towards them.

"There are many obstacles!"

The white spell hit the stone statue, and the stone statue moved back a step, but after a pause of five seconds, it continued to move.

The two were able to do it with ease at first, but as time passed, they also felt the fatigue caused by the consumption of magic power.

The speed of casting spells gradually slowed down, and he began to look for the most energy-saving route.

Aaron sat on the podium and practiced the description of the magic circle of light and dark elements, and he didn't care about the performance of the two.

The two stone statues looked quite lethal, but they didn't really hurt the people on the chessboard. The swords they swung would automatically stop when they got close to their bodies.

Beside the podium, Abbe was holding a bucket of popcorn and watched the performance of the two with great interest.

After more than an hour, the two stone statues stopped at the same time.

The training time was officially over, and Draco and Sirin's foreheads were covered with sweat, and their breathing was not very steady.

Sirin still considered the image and sat down on the edge of the chessboard, while Draco lay directly on the chessboard.

"How does it feel?" Aaron teased, "Isn't it particularly exciting?"

"Very exciting." Draco said weakly, "I have never been so tired since I was born."

"So you're wasting your talent.

But it's really not your fault, the battles between wizards often don't last too long.

Especially in peacetime, it is almost impossible for wizards to consume a lot of magic power. "

"I just said, why are you so exhausted!" Sirin thought thoughtfully. She had been using the spell for more than an hour, and her magic power had been consumed by more than [-]%. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't tired.

"Remember this feeling. If you unfortunately feel this way in battle, it is your body reminding you to retreat." Aaron put away the notebook, and then disappeared the chessboard and the two stone statues.

Sirin staggered and sat on the ground, Draco fell directly from mid-air, grinning in pain.

"Say something when you use the Vanishing Curse!" Draco said angrily.

"The second class ends here."

"Then what shall we learn in the next class?" Sirin asked curiously, "How about the petrification spell?"

"The next class..." Aaron hesitated, "We won't learn magic spells in the next class, you two will come with me to meet new students."

"New student?" x2.

The two said in unison, which was very surprising.

"Who? Slytherin?"

"What grade? Is it a girl?"

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and Draco's reaction was within his expectations, but Sirin's true focus caught him off guard.

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger."

"It's them?" Draco frowned tightly, "Are you sure you're right?"

Aaron nodded depressedly, "No way, they are all dissatisfied with Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

It’s okay not to teach you, but since I have taught you, if I don’t teach them, it will be unfair, and I’m afraid they should break up with me. "

"Then let's break up!" Draco said indifferently, "I really don't think they deserve to be your friends."

"Don't make it so easy!" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "There are a few other people besides them."

"Professor Umbridge won't agree," Sirin said. "It would be bad if she found out."

"I know, she came to me because she didn't teach them anything."

"It's not easy!" Draco pondered for a moment, "Why don't you just report them to Umbridge?"

"Shut up." Aaron gave him a hard look. "I've already promised them. Do you think I'm the kind of person who backtracks on my promises, and says I'm the same person behind the scenes?"

"I, I didn't mean that." Draco stammered, "I just wanted to preach that Umbridge would be very upset if there were too many people."

"Isn't it enough not to be discovered?" Aaron said.

"Uh...senior." Sirin said hesitantly, "It's not that I'm spoiling the scenery. Professor Umbridge is a senior investigator after all, and everything except the common room is under her control."

"That's not something I should worry about, I'm only in charge of teaching." Aaron said flatly, "If you two are willing, come with me to meet them and find a good place to have classes together.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to, but keep it confidential and don't tell others. "

"This... I listen to the senior."

"Can they be taught separately?" Draco wondered, "It's not that I can't accept taking classes with them, but according to your teaching method, I guess I can fight with them."

"I'm afraid it won't work. My energy is limited, and I can only take one class a week at most."

Draco sighed helplessly, "Then can I call some more Slytherins?"

"No, there are already enough people. If there are more, the seniors will be overwhelmed."

"Sireen, you are still too young.

There are two Slytherins in a classroom, but more than three Gryffindors, and we're going to suffer. "

"Usually it is true, but don't forget Malfoy, the teacher is Slytherin.

I think the seniors will not let us be wronged! "

"That's what she said." Aaron spread his hands, "I will treat everyone equally in class, and I will not favor anyone.

Besides, it seems that you are the one who provokes them every time. "

Draco:  …

On the first weekend of October, a snow covered the entire town of Hogsmeade with a layer of silver.

Aaron walked on the broad avenue with Abe in his arms, followed by Draco and Sirin on the left and right.

"Senior, where are we going?" Sirin asked curiously.

"It's best not to have any expectations." Draco's voice was tinged with disgust, "Potter and the others have always had little taste, and Hogsmeade has no place for meetings."

"Could it be an open-air meeting?" Sirin looked at the snow on the road, "It's not impossible, although it's a bit colder, but it's somewhat poetic."

"Don't make wild guesses." Aaron said, "Hermione sent me a message yesterday. The meeting place is set to be at the Pig's Head Bar, which is on a small road next to the post office on Central Avenue. We are almost there."

"This is not as good as an open-air meeting!" Draco frowned.

"Have you ever been there?"

"No, that place...how should I say it?" Draco thought for a while, then continued: "People of my status usually don't go to that kind of place.

Don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with the bar, but the Hog's Head is just not your average... broken. "