A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Principal's office.

Dumbledore arranged for the others to sit down, while he sat behind the desk.

When Fox saw Abe, he immediately shivered and felt uncomfortable all over.

It immediately flew down from the perch and landed in front of Dumbledore. Only in this way could it gain a little sense of security.

"Miss Klein, can you take good care of Gaius's pet?" Dumbledore said helplessly, "It has brought quite a shadow to Fox."

"Abe is very good." Adrian rubbed Abe's back, and he nodded cooperatively.

"Harry, what happened?" Lupine couldn't help but ask.

"Wait for now, wait until everyone is here," Dumbledore said, "Harry's condition is not very good. What he needs is companionship."

As he finished speaking, a big black dog walked out from the corner.

It glanced at Adrian warily and walked slowly to Harry, its eyes full of human care and worry.

"It's okay, I'm okay." Harry said reluctantly.

Lupine poured Harry a glass of warm water and whispered, "Let's rest for a while now!"

Harry drank a gulp, leaned back on his seat, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he met Professor Snape's cold gaze and immediately shuddered.

"Harry." Fudge said with a fake smile, "Dumbledore said you had something to tell us?"

"Harry, you know the seriousness of the matter." Dumbledore said, "Tell everything you know without hiding anything."

Harry took a deep breath and told everyone present what happened after they came into contact with the Triwizard Trophy.

Peter Pettigrew and Barty Crouch Jr. teamed up to subdue them, Voldemort was resurrected using ancient black magic, and the Death Eaters moved away...

"Wait, you said the mysterious man was resurrected?" Fudge's face turned pale, and then he suppressed the panic in his heart, "Don't be kidding, this is simply impossible."

"It's true." Harry said anxiously, "Barty Crouch Jr. was secretly taken out of Azkaban by Crouch, and Voldemort learned about his existence and the three strongest men from Bertha Jorkins. News about the tournament.

He and Pettigrew freed him, subdued Alastor Moody, and used his hair to make Polyjuice Potion in order to capture me in the Triwizard Tournament. "

Fudge kept nodding, and after Harry finished speaking, he patted his shoulder, "Nice imagination, Harry.

It's possible that you were overly frightened, but that's okay. I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will provide you with a sufficient amount of sedatives. "

"But sir..."

"Harry, have a good sleep. When you wake up, you won't have nightmares like this." Fudge said, "The matter of Pettigrew is still confusing, so I won't make any comments.

But Barty Crouch Jr. has been dead for a long time, and there's no way he could be resurrected to help You-Know-Who make a comeback. "

"Alastor Moody can prove that he knows Barty Crouch Jr." Dumbledore said calmly.

Fudge blinked and frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

"Alastor was under the Imperius Curse, for a long time.

Moreover, his mental state is not very good to begin with. Some people even say that he is a mentally disturbed murderer and always suffers from delusions of being persecuted. A weird smile appeared on Fudge's face, "Dumbledore... you don't really believe a child's words, do you?" "

"Of course I believe Harry." Lupine said immediately.

"Pay attention to your identity, Lupin." Fudge said impatiently, "The reason why you are standing here is because the eldest lady of the Klein family vouched for you.

With all due respect, I find the things that werewolves believe to be somewhat false. "

After a moment of silence, Sirius barked and showed his sharp fangs at Fudge.

"I believe Harry too," Dumbledore sighed. "At least everything that happened after Bertha Jorkins disappeared last summer was explained clearly."

"Okay, okay, where's the evidence?" Fudge glanced at Harry Potter, "So far it's just a child's one-sided statement.

Alastor has mental problems, and the credibility of his testimony is very low, not to mention Barty Jr. and Sirius. They are dead people in most people's minds. "

"I saw with my own eyes that Voldemort was back, and my scar is still aching." Harry said angrily, and he realized that he seemed to have misjudged the Minister of Magic.

In the past, Fudge was a bit arrogant in his eyes, but he was still kind in nature and was amiable to everyone.

But now he actually refuses to believe that Voldemort is resurrected. This is too self-deceptive. Doesn't he know what the Dark Lord's reappearance means to the wizarding world?

"Sorry, kid." Fudge said stubbornly, "This is the first time I've heard of scars acting like alarm bells."

"I also saw the Death Eaters, and I could pronounce their names clearly.

Lucius Malfoy. "

"Absurd, Malfoy has been acquitted long ago.

The Malfoy family is an ancient wizarding family that has been donating generously to good causes. Fudge said with an unhappy look on his face. He and Malfoy have a fairly close relationship.

If he were a Death Eater, would his position as Minister of Magic still be secure?

"And MacNeil." Harry continued to sign up.

"He was also acquitted and currently works at the Ministry of Magic."

"Crabbe, Goyle, Avery..."

"That's enough, Harry Potter." Fudge said angrily, "These people you are talking about are all people who were convicted of not being Death Eaters thirteen years ago.

And as far as I know, you have a bad relationship with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. MacNeil is Buckbeak, the hippogriff executioner, and you definitely don't like him either. .

But avenging private vengeance shouldn’t go so far! Slandering them as Death Eaters will have a very bad impact on their reputation and even their current life. "

Woof!

Sirius growled and bit into it, he couldn't stand it anymore.

But before he started to act, Lupine hugged him tightly, "The Minister of Magic cannot be attacked in the principal's office at Hogwarts!"

Sirius calmed down, but still grinned at Fudge.

Fudge swallowed, "All in all, in my opinion, the resurrection of the mysterious man is nonsense.

You are determined to create a panic and destroy everything we have worked so hard for these past thirteen years. "

"You fool." Professor McGonagall yelled, "Bertha Jorkins and Barty Crouch are both dead. Doesn't this explain the problem?"

"My dear lady." Fudge's face turned red to purple, "Be more careful with your words. They are just missing and the Ministry of Magic is trying their best to find them."

Hearing this, everyone was speechless. They didn't expect Fudge to be so stubborn.

"Um...can you allow me to interrupt?" Adrian said lightly, then looked at Harry Potter, "Assuming what you said is true, Voldemort is resurrected."

"I mean what I said," Harry said emphatically.

"Okay! So what happened after Voldemort was resurrected?

Why were you able to come back safely with the help of the portkey, and what happened to the others? "

Fudge seemed to have grasped the key point, and immediately turned his back on the guests and asked with a serious face: "Yeah, where are the others?

That's fishy, ​​Harry Potter. "

"Minister Fudge," Adrian said meaningfully, "Can you let Mr. Potter finish his words first?"

"Of course." Fudge said angrily, his aura weaker than before.

Harry pursed his lips and continued to tell everyone what happened next.

Aaron single-handedly killed one-third of the Death Eaters, stalled for time until Genes and others arrived, and expressed his bet with Voldemort with the Moon Drop in great detail.

Including Jeans' true strength, Aaron's phantom migration, the Holy Dragon Guardian Saint, the ultimate magic circle and magic firearms, there is no concealment at all.

Dumbledore and others looked at each other in disbelief.

They all knew about Aaron's magical talent, but what Harry said was really incredible.

On the other hand, Adrian raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that said, "Sure enough," he said.

Her younger brother only exposed part of his strength during the Triwizard Tournament and almost deceived her, but he never expected that an accident would expose him.

Abe was in high spirits and raised his head proudly.

Holy dragon patron saint, who else could the holy dragon be? Who else could it dare to be?

"This is crazy, Dumbledore." Fudge showed a weird smile, "Harry Potter is 100% cursed and he saw hallucinations."

"it is true."

"No one will believe this is true." Fudge said confidently, "You said that Mr. Jeans is a high-level grand mage. I can hardly believe it. After all, the Gaius family can indeed afford such a wizard.

But Aaron was just a fifteen-year-old student, how could he defeat so many dark wizards? This was ridiculous. "

"Maybe this is true?" Dumbledore stood up, his eyes shining, "Aaron has excellent talents, and he may not be able to do this at the age of fifteen."

"Dumbledore, you are recognized as the most gifted wizard in this century.

Let me ask you, could you do Apparition when you were fifteen? Can you defeat a dozen powerful dark wizards? Can there be two patron saints? Or can you set up a defensive barrier to block dozens of dark wizards? "

"This..." Dumbledore was speechless for a moment, and then turned to look at Adrian sitting beside him, "Miss Klein, you know Aaron best, what do you think?"

"Of course I sat and watched it," Adrian said nonchalantly, "Whether what Harry Potter said is true or false will only become clear when the others come back.

But if I were Harry Potter, I would definitely hide part of the truth of the matter, or simplify the battle. At least I wouldn't tell anyone about the phantom movement, the magic circle, or the Patronus.

After all, this is a secret that Aaron doesn't want others to know, right? "

Harry Potter:…