A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

After the new year is the new semester, students have returned to Hogwarts.

The news that Harry received the Firebolt spread quickly. Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, danced with excitement, and the other team members also received a shot in the arm.

The Firebolt is a world-class standard flying broomstick. Even all the Nimbus 2001 of the Slytherin team combined cannot compare to this one.

Harry was already an excellent seeker, and if he was equipped with this kind of broomstick, it would be unreasonable for him to lose.

Professor Lupine would also teach Harry the Patronus Charm to ward off Dementors, which completely reassured them. Wood struck while the iron was hot and increased the number of training sessions to five times a week.

This training was quite intense, but none of them complained, and instead cooperated quite well.

Gryffindor has not won the Quidditch Cup for seven consecutive years, and Wood is also graduating this year. His only expectation may be to lead the Gryffindor team to win the Quidditch Cup before leaving.

...

library.

Aaron was conceiving the design drawings of the secret base, and Hermione placed a pile of books on the library desk, looking much more anxious than usual.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Aaron opened his eyes slightly, "Arithmetic divination charts, rune dictionaries, Muggle diagrams of moving heavy objects...

Your will really shocked me. It’s been a semester and you still haven’t given up. "

"Stop talking, I feel so stressed now.

But I really can’t bear to give up on these classes. Why aren’t you tired? "

"Maybe I gave up on arithmetic divination!"

"Liar, I said you are also taking several classes at the same time, but you are not as... hectic as me." Hermione asked doubtfully.

In the elective course, she was racing against time, dragging her tired body to listen to the lectures, taking notes, and then facing assignments that could be stacked several feet high. But Aaron seemed particularly relaxed, not only did he not show any fatigue, he was free Time can still go by and so on.

"This is the difference between a top student and a top student." Aaron pointed to his head seriously, "I can memorize a lot more things than you think."

"What about homework? How do you write so much homework?"

Of course, leave it to the missing body. Isn’t that what the clone does?

“Written by hand, of course.

In fact, I also thought about writing with my feet, but it was a little more difficult. "

Hermione rolled her eyes speechlessly, "You are so funny."

"Uh... I just thought you were complimenting me."

"Yes, I am complimenting you." Hermione impatiently pushed a pile of notes in front of him, "Check it for me and see if there is anything I need to add."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly and he smiled coquettishly, "Are you embarrassed to ask me to do such a thing?"

"As a friend, are you embarrassed if you don't help me?" Hermione asked, "If you don't help me, no one will be able to help me."

Aaron choked and felt a little heartbroken for no reason.

"Okay! But you can't just let me do it!

Where are Harry and Ron? Shouldn't you share it with them first? "

"Harry is busy practicing the Patronus Charm."

"How is he studying?" Aaron asked curiously.

"Barely." Hermione shook her head slightly, "The Patronus Charm is a very profound magic that ordinary magicians may never learn.

It took Harry a month to summon a vague Patronus, but he would not faint easily when faced with Dementors. "

"That's not enough!" Aaron frowned, "There are hundreds of dementors outside Hogwarts."

"Yeah!" Hermione sighed, "But it's already amazing that a third-year wizard can do this. At least there won't be any accidents on the Quidditch field."

"Forget it Harry, what about Ron?

It's a bit overwhelming to ask him to help you with your homework, but he can still check your homework, right? "

"Don't mention him to me," Hermione said angrily, "His mouse Scabbers is missing."

"It's very satisfying." Aaron said without thinking, but noticed Hermione's red eyes, he decisively put Abe on the desk, "Uh... Abe wanted to kill Scabbers the first time he saw it. ”

Abe nodded affirmatively. He did not like the mouse.

Seeing this, Hermione felt a little better and continued: "His suspicion that Crookshanks ate his rat is simply unreasonable."

"After all, Crookshanks is a cat." Aaron said with a smile. "It's perfectly normal for a cat to catch a mouse."

"You think it's Crookshanks too?" Hermione's eyes showed a hint of evil and the heartache of being distrusted.

Gulu!

Aaron swallowed and immediately changed his words: "I have always hated this kind of random speculation about suspects without evidence.

Although Crookshanks is quite hostile to Scabbers, if no one sees it with his own eyes, then it may not be him. "

"Actually, I found a few orange cat hairs on the floor of Ron's dormitory." Hermione said weakly.

Aaron: ...

What's the difference between this and telling lies?

"Well... maybe you don't want to hear it, but if you have time, it's better to prepare a new ration for Crookshanks. No, buy a new mouse for Ron."

Hermione pursed her lips reluctantly and lowered her head in embarrassment to sort out her homework.

"Well, I'm unlucky." Aaron patted his forehead and took out Captain Jack's compass.

"What's this?"

"A magical compass, it can point to what you want in your heart." Aaron said seriously, and then stared at the pointer of the compass. The originally stationary pointer began to rotate slowly, with no intention of stopping.

"This is?"

"This is good news." Aaron smiled, "Banban is still alive, and the compass points to its location. Do you want to find it?"

Hermione hesitated for a moment and shook her head coldly, "If you don't go, Scabbers will run back if nothing else happens. I'm waiting for Ron to apologize to me and Crookshanks."

Aaron blinked, wanting to laugh but unable to.

"Wait a minute." Hermione suddenly thought of something, "This compass should also be able to find the location of Sirius Black. If he can be caught..."

Snapped!

Aaron closed the cover of the compass without saying a word and stuffed it into Abe's pocket.

"Aaron, am I right?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"That's right, but I don't want to cause trouble."

"Trouble? How can this be trouble?"

"Of course this is trouble." Aaron sighed deeply, "Sirius is not important, but the person behind him is Voldemort. Although he has not been fully resurrected now, it cannot be denied that he has a large number of loyal followers.

I have offended Voldemort to death, but he is no threat to me now, but the same cannot be said for his followers. "

"you mean?"

"If they know that I sent Voldemort's loyal servants to Azkaban, they might seek revenge from me. There are many desperadoes among them."

"Then if you give the compass to Dumbledore..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Aaron refused directly without even thinking about it.

Capturing Sirius Black would involve a slight risk for him, but with his current strength, this risk could be ignored.

But if the compass was handed over to Dumbledore, the risk would be extraordinary. He had never truly believed in the character of the wizard who had held the throne of the White Devil for decades.

"I hope the dementors can be more powerful, otherwise Harry may have to stay in the castle for a long time."

"But at least it's safe."

...

Saturday, eleven o'clock.

Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw on the Quidditch pitch.

Harry Potter made a high-profile appearance riding a Firebolt. In order to prevent dementors, he hid his wand in his sleeve so that he could use the Patronus Charm at any time.

There was nothing he could do about it. After all, the Dementors had left such a huge shadow on him that even though Dumbledore was present, he felt a little guilty.

The Firebolt is very fast and has an absolute speed advantage in the game.

From time to time, the commentator Jordan would add a few background introductions about the Firebolt. The speed, performance, and sense of balance were not bad. If they didn't know him well, they would really suspect that Jordan was paid to advertise the Firebolt.

"Did Ravenclaw change a Seeker?" Aaron looked at the only girl in the Ravenclaw team with some curiosity.

"His name is Qiu Zhang. Wood said she is a very good seeker." Ron said, "But her broomstick is terrible. The Comet series and Firebolt are simply incomparable."

"It is true that the firebolt is much faster than my magic carpet." Aaron said lightly, "But that's not what I want to say. Don't you think Qiu Zhang is beautiful?"

"Hmm... maybe!" Hermione said with a slight blush, a hint of tremor in her voice.

"Hmph!" Ron snorted coldly, "At least he's much prettier than someone else."

"Ron, stop being such a weirdo."

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Both of you." Aaron interrupted, "Don't get me wrong, what I said is that Harry Potter thinks she is beautiful.

Didn't you notice? Harry was surpassed by Cho Zhang several times in a row. His Firebolt was much faster than the comet, and he was stopped time and time again when chasing the Golden Snitch. "

Hearing this, the two hurriedly moved their eyes to the Quidditch pitch and found that this was indeed the case.

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw fought back and forth and had a certain upper hand, but the Firebolt, which they regarded as their trump card, was overtaken by the Comet Broom again and again, and was even forced to change direction.

"The Firebolt isn't really cursed, is it?" Hermione said uneasily.

"Harry has flown it many times without any problems." Ron said, but his face became a little unnatural, "It's so despicable. Ravenclaw knew they couldn't match the speed of the Firebolt, so they sent out a beautiful Seeker.

We have to remind him that he still has Wood, otherwise Gryffindor might lose. "

"Idiot." Aaron rolled his eyes. He just wanted to express that Harry might be interested in that girl. How come it turned into a honey trap when it came to Ron's mouth?

"How self-righteous." Hermione also looked at him with some disgust, "Harry is not so indifferent!"

Ron was just about to say something when he heard Ms. Hooch's whistle, followed by Jordan's explanation: Harry Potter caught the Golden Snitch, Gryffindor won.