The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

"Why did Snape ask Aesop to hand over Black to him?" The three of them sat at a table in the corner of the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione stopped holding the quill in her hand: "Harry, it's impossible for Snape to catch Black and then deliberately let him into the school to kill you."

"I think what Hermione said makes sense. Maybe the old bat really has this intention."

"Oh, Ron, he's a professor at Hogwarts and Harry is a student at the school."

Ron was dissatisfied: "Quirrell is also the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but you see, he defended the mysterious man to the back of his head."

Harry almost laughed out loud and covered his mouth to hold back.

"If I were the two of you, instead of worrying about Black who is hiding somewhere, why don't you think about how to solve Hagrid's trouble? If the Malfoy family really intends to take advantage of the problem, Hagrid may really be expelled. There's poor Buckbeak! Oh!" Hermione seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"Don't worry Hermione..." Harry quickly comforted.

Malfoy was injured during Hagrid's first lesson in Care of Magical Creatures today.

"Oh, no, we should have told Aesop Green about this just now. He seems to have a good relationship with Hagrid. Maybe he will be willing to help?" Hermione looked even more annoyed.

Ron hesitated before speaking: "Hermione, it's actually impossible. He and Lucius Malfoy are both from Slytherin. Moreover, the Malfoy family also has a deep relationship with the Ministry of Magic, and he is a member of the Ministry of Magic." There is no reason for an Auror to help Hagrid."

"How will you know if you don't give it a try? I'll write a letter right now. Harry, can you ask your Hedwig to deliver the letter immediately after I finish writing it? Aesop Green said that he has been living in Hogsmeade recently. Village, I want him to receive the letter tonight."

"No problem, Hermione. I'm going to get the Invisibility Cloak. I think we should also go see Hagrid. He must be very sad right now."

Aesop Green, who checked into the hotel, took a comfortable hot bath and was about to enjoy the coffee prepared by Mr. Abbott.

Of course, the water used for bathing was summoned by a magic spell. It is said that the water quality in Britain is so hard that if you use it too much, you may become bald.

If a hair growth potion was invented that could also be used by Muggles, it would definitely be a hit.

A snow-white owl tapped on the glass of the hotel, and Aesop opened the window and let it in.

Hedwig flew around the room before dropping a letter at Aesop's feet.

Aesop opened the letter sent by Hermione. She told Aesop in the letter that in Hagrid's class, Draco Malfoy was attacked for provoking the hippogriff Buckbeak, and now Hagrid He may be expelled, and Buckbeak is in trouble, hoping Aesop can help.

"This smart little girl may have picked the wrong person this time. I'm just a little Auror. What can I do to the mighty Malfoy family? And for school matters, it's better to talk to Dumbledore." Aesop A wisp of light green flame appeared in his hand and "swallowed" the letter like a little snake.

This is also Aesop's habit. As long as the written materials are not necessary, it is better to destroy them.

For example, when Aesop first came to this world, he secretly wrote in Chinese, fearing that he would forget his past life experiences. However, after learning that this was the magical world of Harry Potter, all the diaries All turned into ashes in the furnace.

There was a muffled sound in the air, and an old, ugly, and dirty house elf appeared in front of Aesop, holding a huge picture frame in his hand.

"Dear Mr. Green, Kreacher sends his regards."

As a wizard who believes in safety first, Aesop will set up warning magic around the place no matter how temporary it is, among which the anti-Apparition spell is a must.Aesop didn't want to sleep well one night only to be unable to get up the next morning - those dark wizards he had captured were probably willing to apparate to his bedside in the middle of the night and face him. There was a "big melon" on his head.

But now, all the restrictions have not been triggered, and the defensive spells are still functioning normally, but the house elf has appeared.

Sure enough, the magic system of house elves was different from that of wizards, so the warning spells specially designed to deal with wizards ignored Kreacher.

"Let me talk to him, Kreacher." A familiar voice came from the frame. Aesop had heard it in Dumbledore's office during the day.

"Yes, my noble old master." Upon hearing the instructions from the owner of the portrait, Kreacher quickly turned the frame around so that it was facing Aesop.

"Principal Black." Aesop recognized the person in the painting at a glance.

Appearing in the frame is none other than the headmaster who was born in Slytherin, the great-great-grandfather of Sirius Black.

"I need you to do me a favor, Aesop."

Aesop refused without hesitation: "You can definitely ask Principal Dumbledore for help. I think he will give face to his predecessor."

Phoenix blew his beard angrily: "You should at least listen to what I want to say, for the sake of both of us being Slytherins."

Aesop was still smiling, but his eyes fell more on Kreacher, who was holding the portrait: "Ha, Principal Black, Slytherin is always wise to protect itself. You want me to help you, since you can't do it in Hog Watts's principal's office said that that means it is not what Dumbledore wants to see. As a Slytherin who assesses the situation, do you think I would offend the current principal for the sake of a deceased principal? What's more, This current principal is probably the most powerful white wizard in the world."

And Aesop knew that the old headmaster was probably here for Sirius, but Snape hoped that he would hand it over to him after catching Sirius.

Snape and Felix Black have completely different weights in Aesop's heart.

Phoenix seemed to be choked, and it took him a long time to regain his breath.

"Don't be so angry, old man." Aesop sipped his coffee slowly.

Phoenix rolled his eyes: "Aesop, I heard from Dumbledore that you believe in equal exchange."

"And what do you think Sirius Black, my useless offspring, is worth?"

Aesop put down the coffee cup in his hand: "Killing thirteen people and escaping from Azkaban in an attempt to help the Dark Lord make a comeback. Nothing can atone for such a sin."

Of course, he would not tell Phoenix about the doubts he discovered, at least until he caught the real informer, and he had no evidence.

Phoenix's expression faltered, and he spoke after a while: "I didn't want Sirius to be free, never!"

"Dumbledore actually doesn't have to worry about this. It's impossible for me to protect him after he did something like that. I'm also the principal of Hogwarts after all."

Aesop nodded, even the least popular one?

"But, Sirius Black," Phoenix's old face was full of sadness, "he is the last child of the Black family. I can't just watch the bloodline of the Black family be cut off..."

"If you really want the dementors to take away his soul, at least...at least...after he leaves descendants."

Phoenix looked straight at Aesop from the frame, and something seemed to be running out of the frame: "Aesop Green, bring Sirius to me, to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, to The old house of the Black family, I will give you half of the Black family’s outside assets; I will give you all the magic notes that the Black family has collected over the long years!”