Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Since Clea and Missing Body were still in class at Hogwarts, Aaron took Fleur to his room and then found Hermione.

"If you want a satisfactory explanation, Hermione will give it to you.

I have only one humble request: don’t tell others. This black history is a stain that I will never be able to wash away in my life. "

"Stain?" Hermione raised her eyebrows playfully, "Is that what you think?"

"Nothing, it was absolutely pie-in-the-sky, and it hit me right on the head." Aaron reluctantly changed his words, and then added weakly, "It just hit me a bit hard."

Hermione smiled proudly, "It's just once in my life, how can I not knock you unconscious?"

"What are you talking about?" Fleur frowned in confusion.

"Here's what happened." Hermione sat down in front of Fleur and told her with interest everything that happened that night, including but not limited to Clea's 'plot', her future mother-in-law's encouragement, and Gaius' The support of many elders in the family.

After hearing this, Fleur's head was buzzing, and her eyes suddenly looked more sympathetic towards Aaron.

"So...you were forced to lose your virginity due to the joint calculation of many parties?"

"You can't say that, I should have slept with them." Aaron said stubbornly, trying hard to defend his face, but he still couldn't help but feel defeated when he saw their half-smiling eyes.

“All in all, that’s the situation.

Normally I should have told you the next day, but by then my self-esteem was in tatters and I needed time to accept the fact. "

Furong couldn't laugh or cry, "I seem to understand, this is a very complicated emotion."

"In summary, a lifetime of fame will be ruined." Aaron looked lonely. He originally wanted to go home and marry a wife in glory after defeating Voldemort, but who could have imagined that such a thing would happen.

"I reluctantly accept this explanation. After all, I was mentally prepared a long time ago." Fleur said, holding Aaron's hand, "As long as you care about me, it's okay. You haven't come to see me for so long, and you're still with the two of them. ..I thought you had forgotten me.”

"Don't make jokes like this again." Aaron laughed dumbly, "I'm more afraid of losing each other than you are."

“I’ll leave first if I have something else to do.

Also, best of luck to you, Fleur. "

Hermione put down these words and quickly stood up and left.

She has the foresight and knows what will happen later, and she will probably not be able to escape if she stays any longer.

"Hermione is really reassuring!" Fleur pointed out, "Look how much advantage you have taken. You have met all the good girls."

Taking advantage? He was the one who was taken advantage of!

Aaron complained silently in his mind, and then took Fleur into his arms.

The two looked at each other deeply, their eyes filled with unspeakable tenderness.

"Well..." Fleur felt her heart beating, her face turned slightly red, and her breathing gradually became rapid, "Isn't this too hasty? I'm not ready yet."

"Let's leave the sense of ritual for later!" Aaron hugged her and put her on the bed. "Now I just want to taste the taste of rice, so I need to cook the raw rice into cooked rice."

"Turn off the lights!" Furong was expecting but at a loss.

Aaron looked at the nervous Fleur and complied with her small request. After all, his eyes could still see clearly in the dark night.

After a while, the two people's voices intertwined, and a special atmosphere gradually filled the room, making people's hearts beat faster unconsciously.

......

The next day, Fleur opened her eyes, and there was no sign of Aaron around her.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief unconsciously. After a night of hard work, she was just glad that Aaron was not the only woman, otherwise she would have been exhausted. No wonder Hermione said 'good luck' before leaving.

Sighing slightly, Fleur stretched, and suddenly felt that her whole body was sore, and the wound was even more painful.

"Don't move." Aaron's voice came from one side, and he covered her with a quilt gently, "You need to take a nap, and I'll call you during lunch."

While Furong felt warm, a desire to win also appeared in her heart, "How long did the two of them persist?"

Aaron was caught off guard by this question. After pondering for a moment, he said, "It should be longer than you."

"No way?" Fleur couldn't believe it. She was the oldest among the three, and she was also a quarter of Veela blood. It was hard for her to resist, let alone the two little girls Hermione and Clea.

"Well... I can only say that they are very well prepared.

At that time, they drank a cup of mixed magic potion, which greatly improved their mental state, but I drank a love potion and a depressant, and I was completely out of state. "

Furong was stunned and dumbfounded, as millions of grass and mud horses galloped past in her heart.

Damn it! Can you still play like this?

It simply opened the door to a new world and shocked my mother for thirty years!

"Looking at it this way, I really didn't lose unjustly."

Aaron smiled awkwardly and shrugged, "You have a good rest, I'm going to have a meeting first."

After walking out of the room, Aaron flew directly to the floating island conference room, and then saw Harry Potter sitting upright and Ginny Weasley with a helpless face.

"How long...have you been waiting?"

"From five o'clock in the morning to now." Ginny said sheepishly, "I suspect he hasn't slept all night."

"It seems you really care about that memory!" Aaron smiled meaningfully.

"Can I see it?" Harry asked directly.

"Almost." Aaron summoned the pensieve, then struck the wind chime on the table to summon others.

Ten minutes later, members of the Order of the Phoenix entered the conference room one after another.

When they saw the pensieve and Harry Potter, they suddenly realized what was going to happen next, and their faces became serious.

"Harry, you'd better be mentally prepared." Sirius hesitated, "That person..."

"Stop saying such things, he will see for himself." Aaron took out the green memory bottle, extracted a small part of the memory inside and threw it into the pensieve.

"What you've always wanted to know is Dumbledore's arrangements before his death.

I assure you, what you see is more comprehensive than what they see, which is considered compensation for hiding it from you for so long! "

"What does it mean to be more comprehensive?" Sirius asked.

"He will know more than you, but it doesn't include the final plan, so it doesn't hurt."

Harry walked towards the Pensieve in a daze and put his head close to the surface of the basin.

After a moment of dizziness, he saw the familiar old man again, and a man he wanted to kill.

He didn't understand why Severus Snape appeared in this memory, and he was still carefully examining Dumbledore's blackened right hand.

"Drink it. This medicine can temporarily prevent the spread of the spell on your hands, but it will still spread over time."

Dumbledore drank the potion, "How long do we have?"

"About a year." Snape said uncertainly, and then looked at him angrily, "If you had called me over earlier, I might have been able to take some measures to buy you more time."

After saying that, Snape stood up and walked quickly to the door.

"Don't ignore me, Severus." Dumbledore stopped him and said, "We all know that Voldemort sent Malfoy's son to kill me.

But if he misses, Voldemort will definitely let you take action. "

"You must kill me yourself, Severus.

This is the only way, only then will the Dark Lord completely believe you. "

Rumble!

Harry felt thunder in his heart, and he staggered back a few steps.

He suddenly remembered the scene when Dumbledore was in the Astronomy Tower. Dumbledore was begging Snape, but not for help, but for him to kill him.

yes! Snape did just that, using the Death Curse to save an old man from pain and humiliation.

The scene changes again, it's still the principal's office

"You must tell Voldemort the exact date that Harry left his aunt and uncle's house. Voldemort thinks that you are very well-informed and if you don't do this, he will arouse suspicion.

But you have to instill the idea of ​​using a double into others. I think that should keep Harry safe. Try using the Confusion Charm on Mundungus.

If you have to participate in the chase, you must do so convincingly. I count on you to continue to gain Voldemort's trust, otherwise Hogwarts will be at the mercy of the Carrow brothers. "

boom!

Harry withdrew from his memory and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace.

His face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he was shocked by the so-called truth.

Everyone around him came over worriedly, and Ron and Ginny helped him sit down on a chair.

"Tranquilizer."

Aaron handed over a vial, and Harry took it tremblingly and poured it into his mouth.

After a while, he managed to regain his composure and said with a wry smile: "Snape, how could it be him? How could it be him?"

"Why can't it be him?" Aaron asked, "Thanks to the protection of Professor Snape, the Hall of Gods was able to protect so many students who were harmed by the Carlo brothers and sisters.

Gryffindor's sword has been in the Headmaster's office, and without his tacit permission, there is no way you can get it. "

"Harry, if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't believe it." Sirius said solemnly, "If we hadn't seen this memory, none of us would be very friendly towards Snape. Even the death curse is not impossible."

"Now you know why I don't want you to know?" Aaron said meaningfully, "You have a deep misunderstanding of Professor Snape."

"I'm not that fragile," Harry said stubbornly.

The person he hated the most turned into the hero who hid the most. This reversal was a bit exaggerated. It was difficult for him to accept it for a while, but it definitely didn't mean he couldn't accept it.

"Yes, yes, yes, you are strong." Aaron said perfunctorily, and then changed the subject, "But where is your memory?

Voldemort's soul is incomplete, and forcibly invading your memory is an unspeakable and huge pain for him, but this does not mean that he does not have that ability. "

"As long as you have seen this memory and know the identity of Severus Snape, it means that he is at risk of being exposed at any time, and death will always surround him."

Hearing this, Harry's heart went crazy. He looked at everyone eagerly, "Occlumency, I need to master this magic in the shortest possible time."

"I'll teach you," Moody and Aberforth said in unison.

"It's not necessary, no, it should be said that it's not that urgent." Aaron smiled enigmatically, "I have applied ancient soul magic to the Shenming Palace. You can sense his emotions here, but he reads Out of your mind."

"No wonder you want Harry to find Hufflepuff's golden cup first." Fred suddenly realized.

"After finding this Horcrux, all that's left is the snake that followed Voldemort." George said, "Harry has enough time to learn Occlumency."

"That's right." Aaron nodded, "As long as Harry stays here before the decisive battle, Professor Snape will be safe, and destroying the three Horcruxes is the signal for the decisive battle to begin."

"The initiative is already in our hands. When do you plan to fight?" Frank asked.

The couple are elite Aurors and act resolutely.

Aaron found that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and shake his head, "That old bastard Dumbledore really died a happy death, and all the mess was left to me."

"A mess?" Moody sneered, "I don't think so, two of Voldemort's six Horcruxes were destroyed, and three are in our hands.

In other words, five of his seven lives no longer belong to him, and the enemy is overt and we are hidden. Such a huge advantage has never been seen in the past few decades. "

"It's one thing to have an advantage, but it's another thing to win this battle." Aaron took a deep breath and said, "My original intention is to win this battle with minimal losses. This requires Make enough preparations before the war."

"Number of people." A wise light flashed in Aberforth's eyes, "We can control the time of the decisive battle, but the gap in strength between the enemy and ours is too big.

From now on we must recall the scattered Order members and gather as many allies as possible. "

"That's exactly what I want to say, but that's only one aspect." Aaron snapped his fingers, a red space magic array emerged, and a blackboard fell out of it.

The four characters "battle plan" were written by Aaron in the center of the blackboard. "War is all about the right time, the right location, and the right people."

"The three Horcruxes are in our hands, and Voldemort has not noticed it at all. Coupled with the prophecy of Harry Potter, we have the absolute initiative, and the timing is in our hands."

Aaron wrote ‘天时’ on the blackboard and put a check mark behind the word.

"As for the location." Aaron wrote 'location' on the blackboard again, "the location of the decisive battle."

“We need a decisive battle location that we know very well and can maximize our advantages. Only in this way can we maximize the damage to the enemy and reduce our own casualties.

There is exactly one place that meets the requirements in my knowledge, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

As long as we find a way to lure Voldemort to Hogwarts, we will be in a good position. It is not difficult to do this, as long as he knows that Harry Potter is here. "