Hogwarts's Master of Mind

After a brief battle with Voldemort, Aiden had a preliminary understanding of Voldemort's level.

"I'm still too weak. Even the loose Voldemort can make me reveal all my cards." Aiden sighed.

"Ding, that's the Dark Lord, do you want to hear what you are saying."

"Hey, (＞w＜)"

On the other side, Quirrell's office.

"You've been exposed, you useless bastard. A powerful wizard has discovered you and dragged us into a hazy fantasy world."

Voldemort's angry voice echoed in the office, using spells to torture Quirrell.

"No.....my master...please...give me another chance" Quirrell begged with sobs.

“We need to speed up the plan, and this battle has made us weak. I’m afraid you will need some means to stay alive.

Now, get moving, we have to get the Philosopher's Stone before Dumbledore finds out.

Then I will grant you eternal life."

Voldemort behind Quirrell's head slowly closed his eyes.

"Yes, yes, my great master." The office fell into silence.

In the cafeteria, Aiden feasted on a hearty meal in the Ravenclaw dining room while his roommates excitedly replayed a Quidditch match.

After eating, Aiden went to the eighth floor alone to practice magic in the Room of Requirement.

When I arrived in front of the tapestry, an old voice came from behind me.

"Oh, here's the interesting part. One time I was in a hurry to use the restroom in the middle of the night, and while wandering here I found a room full of toilets."

"You have wasted the precious treasure left by Ms. Ravenclaw, Professor Dumbledore."

Aiden looked back and saw that it was Dumbledore.

"I noticed that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to be getting a little weak. Do you have any clues?"

Dumbledore winked at Aiden.

"Maybe he couldn't find a house full of toilets and he got pissed off," Aiden retorted.

"Okay, Aiden, I'm not spying on you, but I sensed the fluctuations of the hazy illusion. There aren't many people in the whole school who can duel in it."

"Like you and your old lover?"

“Haha, this is a good joke. I must include it next time I have the chance to write to him.

But that’s not what I want to ask, how strong is he, Aiden, or has he recovered to that level.”

"You guys still keep in touch with each other through letters? Never mind, that's not the point. It's probably at the level of an average adult wizard, and you're used to using the Unforgivable Curses, like a prickly hedgehog.

Without a physical body and the coordination of magical organs, it was difficult to mobilize the huge amount of magic power, and he was quickly defeated and fled. "

After hearing what Aiden said, Dumbledore's eyes flashed.

"Then how confident can we be that the little wizard can be in dealing with him?"

"Are you going to persecute your savior again?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"And maybe your cousins, who are now famous in Gryffindor." Dumbledore joked

"Oh, another prophecy? Why are you guys always obsessed with prophecies?" Aiden sighed.

"Because this is the power of the human heart, child, maybe you have hope to surpass it, but what about us?

We are all human after all, and we can easily be swept away by it, whether it's me, Gail, or Tom."

"Professor, Ron is my cousin, my beloved relative, my brother."

Aiden smiled wickedly. He knew that the prophecy was powerful, and he also understood that although Ron seemed to be in danger along the way, he would actually be protected by the prophecy.

"So?" Dumbledore was a little confused.

"It'll cost more." Aiden stretched out his hands and rubbed them.

"what would you like."

"alchemy."

"The Dumbledore family alchemy books are open to you."

"Good, (＝w＝)"

Dumbledore looked at the mercenary Aiden and smiled helplessly.

"Aiden, I have a feeling that my time may be running out. There are some things I need to tell you in advance. Next, I will try my best to expand Harry's influence."

"I understand. You just want the world to focus their hopes on Harry. Voldemort marked Harry himself. The more hope people put on Harry, the more miserable Voldemort will lose."

After Dumbledore revealed some details, Aiden had already figured out all his plans.

Perhaps in terms of magic, Voldemort caught up with Dumbledore, but in terms of planning and means, he lost far.

Haven’t you seen that the previous prophet was sent to jail by Dumbledore?

"By the way, Professor, have you ever thought that it's a bit too early for Hogwarts' magic education to end at the age of seventeen? Shouldn't we do some further studies?"

Aiden's intermittent wit began to act up, and Dumbledore was stunned when he heard it.

"Appreciate further details."

"We can look at the degrees that Muggles have come up with and give them high school diplomas at the age of fifteen by passing OWLs.

Wizards pass NEWTs at the age of seventeen, and we give them a bachelor's degree certificate.

After that, we will set up a master's degree teaching point in Azkaban and issue them master's degree certificates after they finish their studies.

Then we will set up a doctoral teaching center in Nurmengard and issue doctoral degree certificates to them after they finish their studies. "

Dumbledore rolled his eyes after hearing this.

"Then give this education model a new name, let's call it the road to training a highly educated Dark Lord, right?"

"Ding, that's amazing, it can even make Dumbledore complain."

Dumbledore didn't want to listen to Aiden's nonsense anymore and left the eighth floor directly.

After practicing magic, Aiden went to the auditorium to enjoy dinner, but was robbed by Harry and his two companions on the way.

"Aiden, we need your help. Snape wants to steal Professor Dumbledore's things." Harry said.

"And he tried to kill Harry," said Ron eagerly.

"Aiden can you help Harry?" Hermione also pleaded.

Aiden looked at the three of them speechlessly, and sighed in his heart, "Professor Snape, if you had maintained your image, you wouldn't have been misunderstood like this."

"Okay, okay, then let's go to Hagrid's hut and talk." Aiden said and followed the three people to Hagrid's hut.

"Oh, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Aiden. Welcome." Hagrid was steaming something in a pot in the hut.

"Hagrid, I'm telling you, Snape planned to kill Harry. He cast a spell on Harry's broom." Ron said anxiously.

"Nonsense, why did Snape kill Harry?" Hagrid was puzzled.

"Then why did Snape try to get past the three-headed dog?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"Who told you about Fluffy?" Hagrid said

"Fluwei, does that thing have a name?" Hermione also joined in.

"Of course, I got it from an Irishman and lent it to Dumbledore to keep watch over Nicolas Flamel...

I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have let it slip." Hagrid was a little annoyed.

"This is top secret. Okay, stop asking." An angry Hagrid drove the four people out of the hut.

Aiden, who didn't say a word the whole time:............

"It seems that he is angry." Aiden said.

"I guess so. Come and apologize to him next time." Harry said.

"Perhaps you should try to give Professor Snape some trust. After all, he has worked in Hogwarts for so many years. Also give Professor Dumbledore some trust." Aiden advised.

The three of them did not respond and left worriedly.