Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Hermione was immediately interested, and Aaron actually asked for help.

"Tell me, if it's too difficult, there's nothing I can do to help."

"It's very simple, it can even be said to be a little effort.

I just want you to help me buy a batch of food, vegetables, fruits, and all kinds of meat. "

Hearing this, the corners of Hermione's eyes twitched, "I don't understand what you want these for?"

"I have a friend who likes to lock himself in his room when he studies magic. These foods are prepared for him." Aaron said without blushing or panting.

A friend is equal to a missing body, and he is telling the truth.

"Really?" Hermione asked dubiously.

"It's absolutely true, I promise I didn't lie to you." Aaron said as he hugged Abe, "The money he needs is in his pocket, and he can buy as much as he can within a thousand Galleons.

Just give it to it after you buy it. I have upgraded its pocket several times and it will definitely hold it.

In return, you can take it to the hospital to heal Mr. Weasley, but no one else can see it. "

"It's not appropriate!" The corner of Hermione's mouth raised unconsciously, and her voice was a little insincere, obviously very supportive of Aaron's decision.

"Just healing Mr Weasley, nothing serious.

But you have to take good care of it for me. You must not be hungry, but you must not be used to it. I hope that its weight will not change after the holiday. "

Hermione nodded blankly, then carried Abe to Hogsmeade station.

......

After Aaron went back, he told the missing body about his plan, and received the other party's eyes without any surprise.

"Let Abe go find out the news, how did you come up with such an unreliable idea?"

"It's a whim!" Aaron poured himself a glass of wine indifferently, "The Dark Lord's activities have become more frequent, and he has already started attacking members of the Order of the Phoenix.

This is a harbinger of the beginning of the war. In this case, we need enough intelligence to have the capital to stay out of it. "

"It's true to say that, but it's not that Dumbledore doesn't know Abe's identity. Coupled with the dragon language we have mastered, he can definitely guess our purpose."

"But he won't stop us, won't he?" Aaron said meaningfully, "On the contrary, as long as he still wants to drag us into the water, he won't hide anything from us.

And Abe is already five years old, he can't always be a baby dragon by our side, and now it's an experience for him to collect information in a fair manner.

Besides, we didn't prostitute this information for nothing, and saving Arthur Weasley's life was considered a fair deal. "

The next day, a Knight bus pulled up to Grimmauld Place.

Hermione staggered down and took a few breaths of fresh air before suppressing the urge to vomit.

Unlike Muggle cars, the magic bus has no other advantages except being fast, and the experience is more than ten times worse than the portkey and apparition.

She took Abbe into the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, 12 Grimmauld Place.

Mrs Weasley and Fred, George tending to the wounded Arthur at St. Mungo's Hospital, leaving only Sirius, Ron, Harry and Ginny at headquarters.

A look of joy flashed across Sirius' face when he saw Hermione enter.

He is still wanted by the Ministry of Magic and cannot go out to show his face, so he can only stay at the headquarters.

While the official members of the Order of the Phoenix are busy completing Dumbledore's tasks, he can't do anything, and it is inevitable that he will feel lonely and depressed after a long time.

Fortunately, Arthur was injured, and the Weasleys would live here during his hospitalization, which made him feel the liveliness he hadn't seen for a long time, and his mood became much brighter.

"Welcome, I thought you'd be home for Christmas!"

"I spoke to my parents and they allowed me to come here for Christmas."

"Great." Sirius was overjoyed, but the next moment he noticed Abe squatting next to Hermione, "Does Aaron know that you brought it here?"

"It was he who gave Abe to me."

"That's good." Sirius looked at Abe, who was harmless to humans and animals, and behaved unusually well-behaved, and inexplicably became a little wary in his heart, but he didn't care too much.

"Is Mr. Weasley still at St. Mungo's?"

"Arthur is seriously injured, you can visit him tomorrow, and bring him the Christmas present, and..." Sirius paused, and said in a low voice, "Harry is not in a very good mood , I didn’t see him come out during the meal, maybe you can persuade him for me.”

Hearing this, Hermione frowned slightly, "What happened to him?"

"I don't know, it's just like this when they came back from the hospital with Ron, hiding from people."

"I gonna go see."

Hermione came to the room on the third floor, where Harry's bedroom was arranged.

However, Harry was not seen after opening the door. Ron and Ginny were lying on the bed bored, while the other was casually flipping through the "Daily Prophet".

"Hermione." Ginny looked at her with some joy, then set her eyes on Abe, and asked in surprise, "Why did you bring it here?"

"Aaron gave it to me, maybe it can heal Mr. Weasley."

"That's right! I almost forgot that it still has the ability to heal." Ron came to his senses and looked at Abe with some expectation.

"Harry isn't here?"

"He's on the fifth floor, with Buckbeak."

"what is the problem?"

"We accidentally overheard some secrets when we went to visit my dad yesterday." Ron said hesitantly, "Harry seemed to think he was possessed by a mysterious person, he felt that he had become the snake that attacked my dad .

Now he doesn't want to see people. On the one hand, he can't accept it. On the other hand, he is probably afraid of hurting us! "

"This is simply nonsense." Hermione said angrily and funny.

"We think so too, but he doesn't think so." Ron said helplessly, "If it wasn't for the message from Principal Phineas to Dumbledore to stay here, he might have sneaked away long ago. "

"Wait a minute, I'll let him down right now.

He needs a little encouragement, not locking himself in the house. "

Hermione went up to the fifth floor and knocked on the door.

"I know you're here, come out and talk, okay?"

After a while, Harry opened the door, looking extremely haggard.

"Why are you here? And you brought it here?"

"I'm going to spend Christmas here, and Abe can heal Mr Weasley.

We can try it out tomorrow, but before that we have to talk about your problem. "Hermione said angrily, "You just had a dream, and it's not like you haven't had this kind of nightmare before. "

"It's different this time." Harry shook his head with a wry smile, "I've never had such a clear feeling, as if I turned into a snake, saw Mr. Weasley through the snake's eyes, and... bit him .

If Voldemort had magically taken me out of school and into London, then..."

"Then you shouldn't be standing here alive." Hermione gave him a caring look, "I've said more than once that you can't apparate in Hogwarts, and even Voldemort can't take you away." Get out of the castle."

"This..." Harry froze for a moment, "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Hermione said with certainty, "You should go to the third floor now, Ron and Ginny are both worried about you."

Harry relaxed a little, and followed Hermione back to the third floor, feeling embarrassed when he saw Ron and Ginny.

"Hermione did a good job, you're finally willing to see us." Ron said eccentrically.

"You guys didn't come to see me." Harry said guiltily.

Ron rolled his eyes and didn't want to argue with him on this matter, "Dude, I want to say that you were still rolling around in bed before I woke you up, and your worries are completely unnecessary."

"I was also possessed by a mysterious person," Ginny said, "I didn't realize what I was doing at the time, but you can remember everything you did."

"Ah this..."

Harry was speechless, but his heart became extremely relaxed.

Things are not as bad as he thought, Voldemort will not control him to hurt other people.

......

The next day, they received a bunch of Christmas presents.

The festive atmosphere was particularly strong in Grimmauld Square. Sirius became very happy because the house was full of people, and even hummed a song uncontrollably.

In contrast, Molly Weasley's mood was a little depressed. She prepared Christmas gifts for the children as usual, and everyone else happily accepted them. Only Percy returned the gifts, even He didn't even ask about his father's injury, as if he was determined to draw a line with them.

After lunch, Harry, Hermione and the Weasleys went to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds, accompanied by Moody and Lupine.

Through an ugly glass window, they entered the hospital lobby.

Mrs. Weasley led them up to the second floor, stopping at the second door on the right.

In the ward, Mr. Weasley was leaning on several pillows and watching today's "Daily Prophet", with the leftover turkey set meal on his lap, and he looked in very good condition.

"You are here." Mr. Weasley saw everyone, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Merry Christmas, what gifts have you received?

Harry, the screwdriver and fuses you sent me were wonderful. "

Just as Harry was about to speak, he was interrupted by an angry Mrs. Weasley, "Arthur, why did you change your bandage? Didn't they change it only after the day?"

"Uh... this, that...

Don't be angry, Molly, it was actually Augustus Pye who came up with the idea, the trainee therapist in this ward has some research on Muggle treatments, so..."

"So you experimented with Muggle methods on yourself." Mrs. Weasley said every word, making Arthur Weasley, who was already seriously injured, shudder.

Gollum!

Mr. Weasley swallowed hard, "This is called suturing, and the principle seems to be to sew up the wound with thread."

"What? When did you become so stupid?"

"That..." Hermione said weakly, "Can I say a word first?"

"Of course, child." Mrs. Weasley suddenly changed her smile.

"The sutures are quite effective for non-magical wounds, maybe the snake venom melted the sutures."

"You heard that, Arthur." Mrs. Weasley said coldly, "I don't need to remind you what a non-magical wound is!"

"So we brought it." Ron said with some pride, "It must be able to cure Dad."

"Shut up, Ron, I will never allow you to experiment with any messy things on your father."

"But, Mom..." Ron just wanted to explain, but Harry stared back.

This is not Mr. Weasley's exclusive ward. Besides him, there are two other patients, one is bitten by a werewolf, depressed, and the other is a witch who was bitten by an unknown creature.

If they see Abe's ability, maybe something will happen.

This is a hospital after all, and if the therapists knew that there was a magical animal with healing powers, they might not be able to get out today.

"Fred, George," Harry said, "Can you draw the two curtains, we have to treat Mr Weasley in a special way so no one else can see it."

The two brothers, who were gleefully watching their mother teach their father a lesson, noticed Harry's serious eyes, and immediately patted their chests and assured, "No problem."

"Wait for us for a while and be right back."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Moody directly pulled out his wand, and created two partitions to divide the ward into three areas.

"Thank you, Professor."

"If you have something to say, hurry up. Although I blocked the voice here, I don't know when someone will come over."

"Wait a minute, what special method?" Mrs. Weasley asked puzzled.

"You will find out in a moment, and I assure you that the chances of success are very high, and even if it fails, it will not have any bad influence on Mr. Weasley."

Mrs. Weasley didn't ask any further questions, and Harry looked at Hermione, or rather at Abe in her arms.

"It's up to you." Hermione put Abe on the hospital bed, "Let's get started!"

However, Abe curled his lips arrogantly, and looked at the turkey set meal on Mr. Weasley's lap with innocent eyes.

"It... what does it mean?" Ginny asked puzzled, "The promised treatment!"

"Obviously." Hermione sighed speechlessly, "Eat first, then work."

"One is probably not enough." Ron said far-fetched, "It has a big appetite."

Abe nodded solemnly, then raised his right paw, and five silver claws appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Five turkeys?" Hermione couldn't help but smacked her lips. "No, Aaron told me not to let you eat too much. What if you get fat?"

Abbe is unmoved, the sky is big and the earth is big, the master is the biggest, except for the master, eating is the biggest.

It managed to get out of the supervision of its master, and the bad housekeeper Jins was not around. If it didn't take this opportunity to satisfy the following appetites, it would be sorry for its stomach.

"No problem, I agree." Harry said immediately, isn't it just five turkeys, which is nothing compared to curing Mr. Weasley.