A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 446 Harry Potter on trial? Trip to the Ministry of Magic

"Can you tell us what your world is like?" Peter asked curiously, and the others also showed interested expressions.

"Well...Actually, it's similar to your world, it just has an extra magical world."

"It's too perfunctory!" Edmund said unhappily, "The main thing we want to understand is the magical world."

"I can't tell you this. Muggles, that is, ordinary people, will have their memories deleted if they know about the magical world."

"You can stay here." Aslan said sincerely, "This land tells me that you can bring eternal peace to Narnia."

"Haha!" Aaron sneered disdainfully, "I'm not interested. I came here purely by accident. It's enough to help them save Narnia once, and I can't care about the rest.

Besides, my parents, uncle, and my...pets are all waiting for me to go back. I can't let them worry too much. "

A flash of regret flashed in Aslan's pupils, "Do you need me to see you off?"

"No need, I've found a way to go back.

But before that I have something to do. Aaron said, taking out a golden feather from the dressing room and handing it to Lucy, "This is a parting gift for you." "

"What is this?" Lucy stroked the feathers, with a flash of light in her eyes, "I have never seen such beautiful feathers."

"This is the feather of a unicorn cub. I got it because I have a good relationship with the person who looks after them." Aaron patted Lucy on the head, "I believe it will bring you good luck."

"Thank you, I will cherish it."

"Do you have any gifts from us?" Edmund asked flatteringly.

"No." Aaron said angrily, "The reason why I gave Lucy a gift is because she was the only one who believed in me when I was dealing with the White Witch, but you guys actually hesitated, and some even wanted to shoot her with an arrow. I."

The three of them looked at each other and were speechless for a moment. They could only watch helplessly as Lucy showed off the golden feathers on her hands.

"Well, I think we should go back," said Peter, who was the first to walk through the arch, followed closely by his brothers and sisters.

After watching the four people leave, Aaron spread his hands to Caspian, "Don't live up to your teacher's expectations and save the Tammer people in Narnia."

"I know what to do," Caspian smiled.

"That's good."

He rolled up his sleeves, then bit his finger and dripped blood on the World Tree mark on his left arm.

The shadow of a giant tree suddenly appeared, followed by a colorful portal.

"Welcome home." Aaron glanced at the line of words on the door frame, and then looked at a page of parchment stuck to the door frame.

This contract is prepared for the descendants of Gaius. Once signed, the chances of outstanding descendants coming to Narnia to experience themselves will increase.

After a moment of silence, Aaron chose to ignore the contract.

Narnia is too small, and almost all have low-end combat power, which cannot achieve the effect of experience at all.

He can fish in this world, but he has to be more or less responsible for his future children. What is left to them cannot be said to be a hell mode, nor a simple mode.

"It's time for me to go, take care of yourself."

"Wait a moment, young magician."

Aaron stopped, turned to look at the Lion King, and asked in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

"Child, I can feel that you have been deliberately avoiding some things, but please remember that avoiding can never solve the problem."

Aaron blinked, and then walked into the portal without looking back.

After leaving this world, the future of this world has nothing to do with him.

...

The Gaius family chamber.

The branches and leaves of the World Tree connecting to the starry sky trembled slightly, and a blue portal appeared.

Aaron walked out calmly. As expected, Abe and Jeans were waiting for him here.

"Welcome home, Master.

Did the trip go well? "

"Thanks to you, I'm back safely again." Aaron picked up Abe and weighed him carefully. "The weight has not changed. It seems that I left not long ago!"

"Less than three days."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, "I stayed in that world for more than ten days. If you calculate it this way, the time flow rate is one to four!

But it doesn’t matter. If nothing happens, I won’t have anything to do with that world in the future. "

"Where are Mr. Vico and his wife?"

"Uh... the young master knows." Genes hesitantly said, "The patriarch and his wife are usually busy."

Aaron's mouth twitched. He could understand that he would not see anyone after traveling for a long time, but this time he had only been away for less than three days, and his parents disappeared without a trace.

call!

Aaron took several deep breaths in succession, suppressed the urge to curse, and left the secret room with Abe in his arms.

Arriving at the forging room, Aaron looked at the sword embryo lying quietly in the furnace and summoned Arge.

"You're back. You should have gained something by coming to my place!"

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the ancestors." Aaron gave a thumbs up, and then took out the White Witch's magical weapon, "This harvest is not as big as last time, only this weapon.

If possible, please ask the ancestors to melt it, which can be considered as a contribution to my artifact. "

Alger picked up the silver-white short spear staff and looked at it carefully for a while before saying: "The material is nothing special, but the person who uses it is somewhat capable.

If this thing is melted and added, it may affect the quality of the artifact. "

"It's useless?" Aaron frowned slightly, "Then it can only be used as a collection."

"That's not enough." Arger walked to the furnace. The crimson magic power rose rapidly and concentrated on his right hand. He lightly clicked on the silver staff with two fingers.

Ding!

The surface of the silver staff was covered with cracks and turned into fly ash in the blink of an eye, leaving only a bright silver light that slowly sank into the furnace.

"Gulu!"

Aaron swallowed and said, "Ancestor, how strong were you when you were alive?"

"I'm just a blacksmith." Alger smiled softly, and then pointed to Jeans standing beside him, "But... it's not a problem to beat him."

Aaron: ...

How humble!

"It will take a few days for the sword embryo to completely absorb the ice element in the staff. If you have nothing else, don't bother me.

Of course, if there are special materials or metallic minerals, that's a different story. "

"knew."

Aaron walked out of the secret room with mixed emotions and sat lazily on the sofa in the living room.

"Uncle Jeans, did anything big happen in the magic world during my absence these days?"

"Everything looks normal on the surface."

"On the surface?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "Does that mean there's an undercurrent?"

"Almost!" Genes couldn't deny, "The Dark Lord is secretly gathering his old men, and he is also sparing no effort to bribe other dark wizards, giants, werewolves, vampires, and magical animals are also on his list.

As for the White Devil, he naturally stood on his opposite side and prevented him from doing what he wanted to do.

However, both sides can still maintain a certain tacit understanding. They are fighting in secret, but there is no conflict on the surface. "

"These are within my expectations." Aaron casually picked up a cup of tea and said nonchalantly, "Tell me something I don't know."

"Harry Potter will be tried at the Ministry of Magic the day after tomorrow."

puff! Ahem!

Aaron took a big sip of tea and coughed several times before he managed to recover, "This news is really exciting.

What had he done to cause him to be targeted by the Ministry of Magic? "

"Using magic in front of Muggles."

"That's it?" Aaron felt a little funny, "I remember Harry turned his aunt into a balloon two years ago, and the Ministry of Magic didn't do anything to him at that time.

Besides, it's impossible for Harry not to know that underage wizards cannot use magic outside of school. There must be a reason for him to do this! "

"I heard that he and his cousin encountered dementors and used the Patronus Charm in desperation."

"This is even more interesting." Aaron smiled, "The law clearly states that underage wizards can use magic in front of Muggles when they are in danger.

He had to go to the Ministry of Magic to be tried for such an insignificant matter. It seemed that Fudge was determined to break up with Dumbledore. "

"It is probably his obsession with power that makes him do such ridiculous things." Jeans said, "The young master has not paid much attention to the Daily Prophet during this time. Public opinion has been very negative about Harry Potter and Albus." ·Dumbledore is very unfavorable."

"This is the benefit of controlling power. The Minister of Magic still has control over public opinion.

It seems that Fudge is still unwilling to face reality and admit that Voldemort is resurrected! "

"This is also the disadvantage of controlling power." Genes' tone became more solemn, "Fudge has become shameless in order to maintain his power.

Over time, Cornelius Fudge will become a tool of power, and he will do anything to achieve his goals. "

"He doesn't have that chance. A guy who is obsessed with profit cannot hold the position of minister. He will step down sooner or later."

"That's true."

“Uncle Jeans, help me make arrangements.

I'm going to the Ministry of Magic the day after tomorrow. There will be a seat reserved for me in the gallery. "

"this..."

"Is there a problem?"

"No, no problem, no problem at all." Jeans' mouth twitched slightly, "It's just that, young master, I need to remind you that Harry Potter's trial has nothing to do with you.

And Master, you don't have to worry. Although Fudge is the Minister of Magic, he can't control the sky with one hand. Dumbledore should be Harry Potter's defender, and he will definitely be fine. "

"Of course I know he will be fine, but I haven't been to the trial site in the magical world yet."

Jeans: ...

...

Two days later, Aaron had breakfast and followed Genes to the fireplace.

"Can't we just apparate there?"

"Of course, but since we are not staff of the Ministry of Magic after all, it would be more appropriate to go through the Floo Network."

Hearing this, Aaron politely grabbed a handful of floo powder, read 'Ministry of Magic', and sprinkled the powder.

puff!

Green flames rose, and the two figures disappeared.

A magnificent hall with a row of fireplaces on the left and right sides.

A fireplace on the left suddenly made a soft noise, and Genes and Aaron walked out of it.

Aaron briefly took a look at the surrounding environment. The ground was paved with dark wooden floors, the peacock blue ceiling was inlaid with shiny golden symbols, and the walls were made of black square stones, with a round building in the middle. A fountain with a pure golden statue of a wizard standing on it, surrounded by statues of centaurs, elves and house elves.

Countless wizards and wizards came from all over the place and walked in all directions, making chaotic footsteps.

"This is the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, located on the eighth underground floor.

Above these are the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, the Department of Magical Transportation, the Department of International Magical Cooperation, the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and the top-level Minister's Office. Genes introduced, "Harry Potter's trial was originally held in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, but Fudge played a clever trick and temporarily changed the trial location to the tenth floor underground, and the time was also moved up one hour. for eight o'clock in the morning. "

"It's a little different from what I remember." Aaron muttered, "The decoration is simply different from the previous ones."

"That's absolutely normal." Jeans said with a dumb smile. "The young master was brought here last time by the old patriarch. At that time, the British wizarding world was still under the shadow of Voldemort. Naturally, the environment of the Ministry of Magic was not the same as it is now. Comparable."

"By the way, why did my grandfather bring me here in the first place?" Aaron asked with interest.

Jeans was stunned for a moment, "Nothing."

"Really? Why don't I believe it?"

"It's really nothing. I can vouch for my personality." Genes said sarcastically, "The young master was less than one year old at the time, and the old patriarch brought you here just to recognize him."

Aaron looked at Jeans suspiciously, always feeling that he was trying to hide something.

But he didn't ask any more questions. What happened more than ten years ago was too far away from him, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

The two walked towards the elevator and passed by the fountain. Aaron saw a layer of gleaming silver and copper coins spread in the pool, and there were very few gold coins.

A sign nearby reads: All proceeds from the Magical Brothers Fountain are donated to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

Aaron was hesitating whether to be kind and throw a gold galleung into it, when Abe in his arms couldn't hold back anymore and stretched out his white claws towards the pool.

It didn't want to donate money, but wanted to put the coins in the pool into its own pocket.

"Fuck!" Aaron slapped it on the head, "In public, please restrain yourself!"

Abe whimpered and turned his face away in grievance.

Aaron was also speechless. It was not like he had never seen mountains of gold and silver, but the problem of being blinded by money seemed to be engraved in his bones, and it was difficult to break away.

Through the crowded crowd, the two entered the elevator.

Jeans pressed the button for the ninth floor, the golden fence door closed, and the elevator slowly descended.

"Department of Mysteries."

A cold female voice sounded in the elevator, and the elevator door opened with a bang.

“The tenth floor is not accessible by elevator, so we have to take the stairs.

The courtroom is located deep underground, but we still have ten minutes, so we will definitely make it. "