A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 477: Death Eaters Escape, the Truth in "The Quibbler"

The Christmas vacation is over, and fifth-grade wizards are back to busy schoolwork.

Umbridge gave them a lot of homework, which made it difficult to arrange D.A.'s classes.

In particular, Harry had to go to Professor Snape's office every Monday night to tutor for the Potions class. Without this teaching assistant, Aaron would feel very tired, so he decisively gave up and put the class on Monday.

Except for Harry being relatively injured, everything seemed to be on track.

However, such unsatisfactory days did not last long before they were broken by a copy of the Daily Prophet.

A mass prison break occurs in Azkaban.

Just looking at the title, Aaron couldn't help but take a breath.

The first thing he thought of was that Voldemort's loyalists had returned to him. With these elite Death Eaters, it would be easier for Voldemort to do what he wanted to do.

But when he saw the next sentence, a look of contempt appeared in his eyes, "The Ministry of Magic is worried that Black is the caller of the Death Eaters.

Tsk! It’s so funny, it’s the most ridiculous thing in the world, and Secretary Connelly is really good at throwing the blame! "

"Senior." Xilin came over and asked somewhat cautiously, "When will we start training."

"Are you stressed?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"So be it! The wizarding world is not peaceful right now, and Hogwarts will not always be safe."

"I'm very pleased with your realization." Aaron looked at the illustrations in the newspaper. In addition to the ten escaped felons, there was also a severely damaged Azkaban, as well as dementors flying wantonly over the prison.

"Others must have thought the same way. I estimate that everyone will work very hard in the next training."

Aaron nodded noncommittally. The students were motivated, and he, as a teacher, could relax a little.

A few days later, D.A. members gathered in the Room of Requirement.

Aaron walked up to the podium with a newspaper, then enlarged the illustration and hung it on the blackboard.

“I believe you all know the news some time ago.

Ten Death Eaters escaped from prison. It is self-evident what this means. The mysterious man's power has been further strengthened, but...he has gained more than just ten powerful and loyal subordinates. Aaron paused, then pointed his wand at the dementors in the illustration, and continued in a serious tone, "And them, the dementors of Azkaban." "

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar below, and Harry and the others seemed to have thought of something, and their faces became particularly ugly.

"Are you kidding me?" Zacharis asked suspiciously, "Aren't Dementors always under the control of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Always?" Aaron shook his head disdainfully, "This is not very strict, because the Dementors served the Dark Lord before he lost power.

Dumbledore had also warned Fudge before that the dementors would turn towards the mysterious man, but he was confident about this for the same reason you just said: the dementors have always been under the control of the Ministry of Magic. "

Zacharias opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"So, here's the bad news. Dementors may be your future opponents." Aaron said nonchalantly. "There's also good news. In the next few lessons, I will teach you how to fight against the Dementors' magic." curse."

"Patronus Charm." George and Fraser said excitedly.

"Yes, I believe that many of you can master this spell, but whether you can use it when a crisis comes is another matter."

Snapped!

Aaron snapped his fingers, and a vivid dementor appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Harry subconsciously pulled out his wand and said, "Call the Guardians!"

White light emerged from the tip of the wand, and a deer flew in the air and hit the dementor.

However, the doe passed directly through the dementor's body and had no effect at all.

"Calm down, this is just a simple illusion." Aaron said with some pride, "I don't have a real dementor to serve as a sparring partner for you."

"It's so realistic!" Harry lifted his Patronus with an unnatural expression.

"That's because you are too weak now. People stronger than me can naturally see through this illusion."

"Can you learn?" Fred and George's eyes shone, and the others looked at Aaron with excitement as if they had discovered a new world.

They all know that illusions have no offensive power, but now it seems that they are superficial. If this magic is used properly, its practical value may not be very high.

Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Aaron gave them a kind smile, "Of course not."

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied. Illusion requires talent, and in some ways it's more difficult than transfiguration.

To put it bluntly, you have to invest more than ten years or even decades to achieve something, but the problem is that the current situation will not give you that much time. "

Everyone's enthusiasm was poured cold water on them, and they could only regretfully give up their interest in illusions.

"Ahem! It seems that everyone has figured it out, so let's continue the topic just now.

It is true that the Patronus Charm can repel dementors, but this does not mean that learning the Patronus Charm means you can sit back and relax.

One Dementor might be able to be fought off with a Patronus Charm, but...a group of them! "Aaron said with a meaningful smile. The one dementor that was floating beside him also started to copy mode, and in just a few seconds, it turned into hundreds of them.

Dense black shadows flew around the room, and many students couldn't help but swallow even though they knew they were fake.

Snapped!

Aaron snapped his fingers again, all the dementors disappeared, and the depression in everyone's hearts quickly dissipated.

"Everyone must remember this feeling. Real dementors are much more terrifying than this.

They can make you feel fearful, cold, depraved, or even desperate. The prerequisite for casting a Patronus spell is happy emotions and a positive attitude.

Because of the negative characteristics of dementors, some wizards who can use the Patronus Charm do not even have the courage to lift their wands when faced with them. These people died unjustly. I hope you will not have that day. "

"But don't worry too much. The invisible patron saint can repel one or two dementors, and the powerful physical patron saint can repel a group. Even the scene where the demons were dancing around like just now can be dealt with.

And we have thirty students here. Even if only one can summon a physical patron saint during the battle, the situation can be saved. "

"Can you do it?" Luna asked, raising her hand.

"Of course I can." Aaron said very easily. "Not only can I do it, but there must be some of you who can do it. I even taught you the Patronus Charm just to let you do this."

"No problem." Luna said with a smile, "Can you teach us the spell?"

Aaron nodded, and then patiently explained the spell of the Patronus Charm, the essentials of spell casting, and the importance of happy memories.

After making sure that everyone could recite the spell accurately, he handed over the rest of the work to the assistant teacher Harry Potter, after all, that's what he did.

Probably because the illusion created by Aaron seriously affected everyone's mentality, no one summoned the physical patron saint until the end of get out of class. Luna, who performed best, only summoned a few strands of silver filaments.

"I'm so tired!" Aaron pretended to wipe the non-existent sweat on his head. Abe, who was squatting next to him, very wisely took back the notebook in which he had drawn the magic circle, and took it from his pocket. A bottle of juice was taken out.

"You're tired, I'm the one who's tired!" Harry said angrily, especially when he saw Aaron drinking his drink happily, he became very angry.

Aaron just talked about a spell and theory, and he was basically in charge of the rest of the training.

Each student's questions were different, but he had to answer them one by one and then teach them step by step. In comparison, Aaron was not too relaxed.

"Now I know I'm tired. I never thought I would teach so many people." Aaron said, "Besides, if I don't teach, you will have to take on all the teaching tasks. I don't need to remind you!"

"Ah this..."

Harry was speechless for a moment.

Aaron was really helpful, and they were the ones who brought him down.

"Um... I need to ask you something." Hermione changed the subject in time, "Do you know about Occlumency?"

"Huh?" Aaron frowned slightly and asked knowingly, "Why do you ask this?"

"Dumbledore asked Snape to teach me this magic." Harry said bitterly, "It can prevent Voldemort from prying into my memory."

"Hogwarts Castle is protected by magic, and Voldemort has not been able to invade your brain across such a long distance."

"Normally, but..." Harry hesitated, and only after a few seconds did he muster the courage to say, "But you know, there is some kind of connection between me and him."

"The blood of your enemies resurrects your enemies?" Aaron said meaningfully.

Harry couldn't help but tremble as he recalled the scene of Voldemort's resurrection, and nodded in disbelief, "I go to his office every Monday night to learn Occlumency, but the effect is not very good.

I even feel that my condition is getting worse. After learning Occlumency, my scars often suffer severe pain, and I can even feel Voldemort's thoughts and emotions more clearly. "

"Oh!" Aaron suddenly realized, "You want to ask me whether learning Occlumency will make your brain more sensitive? Or is this a normal phenomenon?"

"Yes."

"Do you suspect that Professor Snape didn't teach you carefully?" Aaron looked at him with a half-smile.

"I, no, I have no doubts." Harry said hesitantly, his voice a little insincere, "I'm just a little worried. After all, I haven't learned Occlumency for so long, and this magic doesn't help me at all at the moment. Instead Snape often went into my mind to look at some... memories."

"Professor Snape used spiritual thoughts to pry into your personal privacy. Does this make you feel uncomfortable?"

"This is not a happy thing." Harry said bitterly.

"Haha!" Aaron patted his shoulder, "I understand your mood, but I can also tell you that there is nothing wrong with Professor Snape's training method.

It's normal that you can't accept it, but this is the quickest effect. After being beaten more times, you will naturally know how to defend yourself. The same principle applies to Occlumency.

Besides, having Professor Snape spy on your memory is better than having Voldemort control your mind! "

Harry:......

Perhaps because the Ministry of Magic blamed Sirius for the Death Eaters' escape from prison, Harry and the others finally couldn't bear it anymore and made an appointment with a reporter at the Three Broomsticks Bar in Hogsmeade to tell part of the truth about last June.

It is worth mentioning that this reporter is Rita Skeeter, a former reporter for the Daily Prophet. Originally, she didn't want to help. She didn't want to be paid, and it was easy to offend people.

But who let Hermione catch her illegal Animagus? If she didn't help, she would have to go to Azkaban to enjoy a pure prison-style package.

In March, the article was officially published in the newspaper.

However, the "Daily Prophet" was in the hands of the Ministry of Magic, so they could only choose "The Quibbler", which was of relatively average reputation and quality.

On this day, a huge notice was urgently posted on the school bulletin board. Not just the bulletin board, the same notice could be seen in almost every corridor and even every classroom.

Hogwarts High Inquisitor Order

Any student found to be carrying The Quibbler magazine will be immediately expelled.

The above regulations are in compliance with the "Education Order No. 27"

sign:

senior investigative officer

Dolores Umbridge

...

Slytherin common room.

Aaron looked at the notice on the bulletin board and shook his head speechlessly, "It seems that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is free.

It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t teach anything in class, she even has to control what magazines the students read. "

"It's quite boring." Draco nodded in agreement, "But "The Quibbler" is really not that good. My dad won't let me watch it, saying it's full of messy stuff. Can you Find something on it that no one in the wizarding world cares about."

"Well...it's best not to say this in front of Luna.

Her father seems to be the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler." "

Draco's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly: "What I'm telling you is absolutely the truth. "The Quibbler" really doesn't have even the slightest value."

"Master, something happened, something big happened."

Crabbe and Goyle ran over panting, their faces pale and holding a newspaper in their hands.

"I'm not dead yet, what big thing could happen?" Draco said unhappily, and then looked at the newspapers in their hands, "The Quibbler, didn't Umbridge not allow her to see this thing?"

Aaron burst into laughter, "There are notices posted everywhere, clearly stating that there is no three hundred taels of silver here. She wouldn't have done this if it weren't for the content in "The Quibbler" that was unfavorable to her."

"It seems to make sense." Draco said after realizing it, "Give me the newspaper, I want to see what is written on it."

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other and subconsciously clenched the newspapers in their hands.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"Uh... Master, you have to be mentally prepared."

Hearing this, Draco frowned in confusion, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He quickly grabbed the newspaper from Crabbe's hand, but after just a brief glance, his expression became the same as that of Crabbe and Goyle, but then he became extremely angry.

"He actually, how dare he?"

"It seems that this newspaper is not only harmful to Umbridge, but also harmful to Malfoy." Aaron said, then took the second newspaper from Goyle's hand, "Potter accuses...Potter pointed out that among us Death Eater... Fifteen-year-old Harry Potter, a survivor of a mysterious attack, accuses a promising figure in the wizarding world of being a Death Eater."

Looking at these headlines, Aaron couldn't help but take a breath.

After quickly browsing it and confirming that there was no content about himself, he suppressed the shock in his heart and turned to look at the silent but angry three people sitting opposite him on the sofa.

"You three, follow me."