A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Crunch!

The oak door burst open.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Dumbledore walked in, and then looked at the two people standing in front of his pensieve in surprise.

"Professor," Harry said in a panic, "I know I shouldn't touch your things, but the cabinet door is open. This is my first time seeing a pensieve, so..."

"Curiosity is not a sin, but you should proceed with caution." Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "How do you know it's called a Pensieve?"

"Uh...I have one too." Aaron raised his hand.

"I see." Dumbledore suddenly said, "Then before you fall into my thoughts, you have something to tell me, right?"

The two looked at each other, and Harry told Dumbledore about his dream in the Divination class.

"Aaron suspected that Mr. Crouch was controlled by Voldemort using the Imperius Curse, but he escaped the mind control by his own will.

After escaping to Hogwarts, he might... In my dream Voldemort said he was dead. "

Hearing this, Dumbledore was silent for a while and said with emotion: "It seems that the Ministry of Magic's investigation is destined to end in vain."

"Fudge always likes to deceive himself. He thinks that Barty Crouch and Bertha Jorkins have mental problems and it is normal for them to disappear." Aaron made no secret of his contempt for Fudge. "All the Ministry of Magic can find is Two bodies, maybe not even a body to be found.”

"Professor," Harry said hesitantly, "Do you think Voldemort has really become stronger?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and nodded hesitantly, "There are various signs that he is about to make a comeback, in a way I don't know, but there is no doubt that his strength is gradually recovering."

"Maybe I should tell you something." Aaron said meaningfully. "Professor Snape said some time ago that he lost some African snake bark and lacewings. These two are ingredients for preparing polyjuice potion."

A wise light flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and many doubts were answered at this moment. Voldemort's men were hidden in Hogwarts through Polyjuice Potion.

But more questions have been put on the table, because except for a few people, everyone else is a suspect, even a first-year wizard.

"Mr. Gaius, thank you for this information. It's very helpful."

"You're welcome." Aaron waved his hand and continued: "Voldemort wants to kill Harry Potter, and the third event is the best opportunity."

"Don't worry about this, I will send Moody to check the maze continuously.

I believe that during this period of time, you will be able to roughly understand his abilities. It is not foolproof, but it is not far behind. "

Hearing this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Currently at Hogwarts, apart from Dumbledore, Professor Moody is the only one who can give him enough sense of security.

"Okay, we should go." Aaron said, minding his own business and walking towards the oak door.

Harry followed him. The moment he walked out of the principal's office, he seemed to think of something, "Sir, if it's convenient, please keep an eye on Fox."

Dumbledore was a little confused, and then turned to look at the perching branch.

The next moment, he almost stared out of his eyes, his Fox was simply unable to see anyone.

"This...Aaron Gaius..." Dumbledore wanted to curse angrily, but only he and a hopeless phoenix were left in the principal's office.

Aaron and Abe, who were walking to the common room, shivered unexpectedly. They looked back at the principal's office in unison, as if they saw the whole building wrapped in a layer of black anger, and their guilty consciences quickened. pace.

...

Time comes to June, and the third competition event is getting closer and closer.

Due to the Triwizard Tournament, this year's vacation time has been postponed, and the exam time has also been postponed.

Several participating warriors do not need to take the final test, but the rest are seizing the time to review.

In addition to diligently signing in every day, Aaron practices magic formations with his missing body, and competes from time to time to increase his combat experience and skills.

Hermione and Ron often helped Harry practice spells at school, and Professor McGonagall gave them the right to use the Transfiguration classroom as a dedicated training room.

Harry also worked hard for this third project. He worked overtime and trained every day and mastered several spells in a short period of time.

Although the Iron Armor Curse is still a bit unskilled, the Obstacle Curse, Crushing Curse and Stunning Curse are all used with ease.

This gave him a little more confidence in the maze. Even if he couldn't defeat the creatures inside, he was still sure of escaping.

The day before the game, when the five warriors were nervous, the freshly released "Daily Prophet" was sent to Hogwarts.

Aaron has developed a good habit of reading newspapers during this period, but he still couldn't help but secretly smacked his lips when he saw the headline above.

Harry Potter - Distraught and emotionally dangerous.

The newspaper described Harry's performance in the Divination class in an extremely exaggerated manner, and also included statements from certain experts that gave a series of distorted explanations for the pain in the scar on his forehead.

The final conclusion is that Harry Potter is a dangerous boy who likes to delve into black magic and easily loses control.

I have to say that Rita Skeeter's timing of publishing her work was really precise. She released such breaking news the day before the competition, and the newspaper was absolutely sold.

Harry had to be much calmer when he saw this newspaper. After all, he had been hurt several times and it was time for him to improve his mental quality.

"Compared to the previous two times, this time is pretty good. At least I didn't cry secretly alone in the dark night."

"How did Rita Skeeter know that your scar hurt during the Divination class?" Hermione asked puzzledly, "She couldn't have been there during the class!"

"Who knows? Maybe she was eavesdropping from outside." Ron said, "Her professional ethics is simply negative. She can definitely do this kind of thing."

"But the Divination classroom is on the top floor of the north building!" Hermione frowned. "To eavesdrop, she has to climb to the window on the top floor. Isn't that too risky?"

"As long as she can fly." Aaron said abruptly, "Unless she also has an invisibility cloak, this is the only possibility.

But Dumbledore didn't allow her to enter Hogwarts Castle casually, so the broomstick could be ruled out. "

Hermione was stunned for a while, and then she seemed to think of something, and her pupils couldn't help but widen a little, "You mean? This is impossible, right?"

This is illegal and if you get caught..."

"Isn't it okay if she didn't get caught? She is obviously very confident in herself." Aaron smiled meaningfully, "It can fly, it won't attract attention, and it shouldn't be very big. What do you think?"

"That's right, I will definitely catch her." Hermione said excitedly.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and said in confusion: "What are you going to say?"

"A big discovery, he's saying Rita Skeeter is..."

"I didn't say anything." Aaron interrupted, "I just saw that she was unhappy.

One thing to say is that the content of newspapers is indeed quite interesting, but the quality has declined drastically. Sometimes I feel that reading newspapers is a waste of time. "

"This situation will change soon, I promise." Hermione said confidently, then grabbed her schoolbag and left the auditorium.

"What did she do?" Harry asked confused.

"how could I know?"

"The warriors will gather in the conference room next to the auditorium after dinner." Professor McGonagall came over and said.

"Isn't the game tomorrow afternoon?" Aaron asked, "Or are there any instructions?"

"The warriors' relatives will be invited to watch the game. You can meet with them first." After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall left, leaving Harry and Aaron looking at each other.

"Relatives?" Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, "I don't think my parents will come to watch this kind of game. Most of the people who come are Genes."

"The Dursleys are definitely not coming," Harry murmured.

"That's not a bad thing for you."

"That's true." Harry smiled forcefully. If the Dursleys came, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

After breakfast, Aaron picked up Abe and walked towards the conference room. Fleur Delacour, Cedric Diggory, and Viktor Krum also stood up from their respective long tables. Followed.

Harry sat alone in his seat. He felt that there was no need to go, because his family members would definitely not come, and Sirius couldn't be found!

After passing through several gates, the four warriors arrived at the conference room.

As expected by Aaron, it was his butler who came, but besides Jeans there was also Adrian.

The other three were talking and laughing with their parents. Fleur's parents also brought her sister Gabrielle.

"Master, I personally suggest that you call Harry Potter."

"Oh?" Aaron became interested, "Harry Potter's Muggle relatives are willing to come over?"

"No, but..." Jeans pointed to a man sitting in the corner eating a big meal, "Miss Adrian invited him here. In a sense, he is also a relative of Harry."

"Professor Luping!" The corners of Aaron's mouth raised slightly, "It's really difficult for me, eldest sister, to invite him over."

"After all, he is a referee, so he still needs to show humanitarian concern." Adrian explained, "I originally planned to call Weasley over, but Mrs. Weasley seemed to have discovered a large amount of money that Leon gave to George and Fred. She is not optimistic about the twins' toy store, and Mr. Weasley is trying to persuade her with good words. "

"Understood." Aaron nodded and walked slowly to Professor Luping, "Long time no see, Professor."

"Long time no see, Mr. Gaius." Lupine said while eating, "Thank you very much for your sister inviting me over. She is really a very good person.

She provided me with a batch of wolfsbane potion that would last me a year or two.

In addition, she also gave me an appearance fee of one thousand gold galleons. To be honest, I really couldn't refuse this kind of alternative charity.

Well...can you call Harry for me? Haven't seen him for a long time. "

"Okay." Aaron nodded immediately, "But before that, do you have to explain to me that the letter you wrote to Moody actually spread the rumor that I knew the Cruciatus Curse. This is somewhat unkind!"

Lupine:......