Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Aaron blinked, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"What's the use of a meter, it's not as tall as me!

I thought it would be able to fly me after this time, but I was really naive. "

"The host can't think like that.

It takes time for holy dragons to evolve. "

"Time? Is it capital?" Aaron said disdainfully, "With the growth rate of my magic point, it seems that it is still far away to feed it into a dragon!"

"But the reward is worth it." The system said solemnly, "Although the size of the holy dragon has not increased much, its strength, speed, defense, vitality, flight speed and other attributes will be improved to a certain extent.

And...it is not impossible for the host to experience the feeling of flying. "

"Oh?" Aaron suddenly felt relieved, could things turn around?

"It can't fly with you, but it can fly with you."

Hearing this, a picture appeared in Aaron's mind.

He floats high in the sky, with a pair of pure white sacred wings behind him, overlooking all living beings like an angel.

But as soon as he turned around, there was a stupid and cute creature hanging behind him. It reluctantly turned its head away, and it fell straight down in an instant, becoming very funny.

"Hiss! Forget it." Aaron shuddered, "I will never play like this unless it is to save my life."

"By the way, will it produce any abnormalities when it evolves?

I remember it being magical when it was born. "

"No!" The system poured cold water on it, "Birth and growth are two different things.

Birth is the birth of a new life, but growth is natural, but you can speed up this process as the host, but please don't overthink it. "

"Is that so?" Aaron was a little disappointed. He originally planned to let Abbe complete the evolution in the Forbidden Forest, but now it seems that this step has been omitted.

But this is not a bad thing, to go to the Forbidden Forest, you have to pass Hagrid's level first.

He has offended himself severely in the past two days, and the guilty group will probably agree to this request.

But with the personality of this giant, if Abe's front foot has evolved, he may not be able to resist going to the principal's office to inform him on his back foot.

At that time, who knows if Dumbledore will think about keeping Abe for a while.

But if they avoid Hagrid and sneak into the Forbidden Forest, the danger will soar.

The magical and dark creatures of the Forbidden Forest would give Hagrid face, but not everyone else.

With his small body, he can protect himself on the outside, but once he goes deep, if he enters some magical animal's lair, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

......

the next day.

Aaron sat up from the bed, stretched himself, refreshed.

Although there have been a lot of troubles these days, he knows that it's all over.

Dangerous confinement, Voldemort drinking blood, unfathomable Dumbledore, and Rubeus Hagrid who is full will not bother him anymore, as long as he studies honestly in class.

At least before Voldemort steals the Philosopher's Stone, he can still develop wretchedly for a while.

However, things were not as good as he thought. A class told him that he was wrong, and it was a bit outrageous.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the substitute is Professor Quirrell.

Aaron thought he was a good student, but he didn't listen to a word of this class.

Voldemort's possessed object, Professor Quirrell, would look at him every few minutes, with a particularly pale smile on his face, which made him flustered.

But in order to avoid revealing his flaws, causing Quirrell to break his cans, or even kill people, he had to pretend to be listening to the class seriously, and from time to time he smiled kindly at the teacher who had been paying attention to him, and his facial expression was a little stiff.

After class, Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Abe and prepared to leave.

"Wait, wait, wait." Quirrell stammered, "Mr. Gaius, you, can you wait a moment?

I, yes, I want to talk to you about something, so go to my office. "

Aaron:  …

Chapter 74

Aaron looked at the stuttering Professor Quirrell, and a million muddy horses galloped past him.

I thought that today would be a brand new beginning, and I could grow steadily and steadily as usual, but I didn't expect the shock to come so suddenly.

Professor Quirrell's invitation?Don't be funny, [-]% of this is Voldemort's meaning.

Decline this invitation, it must be declined.

The methods of the Dark Lord are beyond the imagination of a little high-ranking magician. Going to see him alone is like a knife and a fish for me.

"Mr. Gaius." Professor Quirrell called softly, "Can you come?"

"Professor, I'm afraid I have to say sorry." Aaron said sincerely and regretfully, "I have to ask Professor Snape for some advice today, which was agreed yesterday."

Quirrell froze for a moment, "How about tomorrow?"

"It won't work tomorrow either. I have to ask Professor McGonagall for advice on advanced metamorphosis. This is an appointment."

"The day after tomorrow?

Should be free the day after tomorrow? "Professor Quirrell gritted his teeth struggling. He didn't believe that Aaron could still refuse. Even if he wanted to make an appointment, it should be his turn for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

"This...I'm afraid it won't work." Aaron shook his head. "For some reason, Professor Dumbledore called me to find me. I have to spend some time to deal with this matter. Coincidentally, it will be the day after tomorrow."

"Dumbledore... Headmaster?" Professor Quirrell frowned.

Aaron noticed the flickering fear in his eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, just be afraid.

"I don't know why he came to me. I guess Hagrid told him about the Forbidden Forest." Aaron purposely glanced at Abe, his eyes full of worry.

Seeing this, Quirrell felt a lot more relaxed.

Hagrid still knew about it. He probably told Dumbledore about Aaron raising a magical animal.

This is a big deal, and it's only normal for the headmaster to care about it.

"Okay! Since the principal is looking for you, it's not convenient for me to fight with him and rob him.

But if you have time, you must come to me. Your talent is very good, but you still need a little, practice it, and I will personally guide you. "

"Really?" Aaron was very happy, "Don't worry, professor, I will definitely go if I can find time."

"Well! You go back first!"

Aaron nodded and left the classroom as usual.

His back was already wet with cold sweat, but in order to avoid showing his flaws, he behaved very normally, even the rhythm of his breathing did not change.

After walking into a corner, Aaron leaned against the wall weakly and took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down.

It can be regarded as passing through, it's too exciting, this wave must give myself a hundred praises for my wit.

With Dumbledore's power, Professor Quirrell would not invite himself for a long time if nothing else happened.

In fact, just as he expected, after all the students left the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Quirrell quickly closed the classroom door, and his face became very cold, which was completely different from his obedience in class. one person.

"Master, Aaron Gaius is probably busy these two days, and we may not have a chance to ask him out."

"It doesn't matter, there will be a chance." An extremely hoarse voice came from the back of Professor Quirrell's head, "This was originally a whim.

I want to subdue him, and the current ghostly appearance is not suitable to appear in front of him, I just want to get a close look at his talent. "

"Master." Professor Quirrell hesitated, "With all due respect, Dumbledore has already noticed him, look at us..."

"Hmph! I know that old bastard very well. He has been vigilant against Slytherin from the beginning to the end.

Aaron's emotional intelligence far exceeds that of his peers, and it may not be a good thing to get in touch with that old man a few times.

When I return, this grudge may play an unexpected role. "

"Master is wise."

"However, Dumbledore will definitely pay more attention to this little wizard in the future, and some plans have to be temporarily suspended.

If Aaron comes to you, just teach him a few spells and send him away.

Before getting the Sorcerer's Stone successfully, you can't scare the snake and make troubles. "

"Yes, Master."

After the conversation, Professor Quirrell instantly changed back to that vulnerable look, and slowly walked out of the classroom like a person recovering from a serious illness.

......

In early June, the library.

With one day left before the final exam, Draco lay down on the table and quickly wrote the key points of knowledge. There was a pile of thick textbooks and notes in front of him.

Two of his squires, Crabbe and Goyle, were reviewing at another table.

Although they don't like studying, this is the final exam, a test that teachers and parents attach great importance to.

If you fail the exam, you will not be picked up by your parents when you go back.

Compared with the enthusiasm here, Aaron's side is the complete opposite.

There is only an ordinary forbidden book on his desk, a sacred dragon dozing on its stomach, and a glass of iced juice.

Others came to review, but he just came to watch others review, and it feels... quite good.

"You can't do this, the most important thing before the exam is to relax your mind.

Going to the examination room with a tired body, one can imagine how the results will be. "

"You're right." Crabbe nodded approvingly, "I feel that the efficiency is not as good as usual now!"

"That's better than nothing at all!" Draco said speechlessly, the learning enthusiasm of Crabbe and Goyle was purely brought up by him.

If it weren't for him, these two guys would never have lasted so long. It would be nice if they didn't eat on the bed.

"But what about tomorrow's state?" Gore asked.

"Look at them." Draco pointed to the Gryffindor trio not far away with his pen.

The same is a top student with two low students, Harry and Ron are more serious than Crabbe and Goyle under Hermione's supervision.

"I can't lose to Granger, and you can't lose to Potter and Weasley, understand?"

"Boss, this..."

"Ok?"

"It's too easy." Crabbe saw Draco's eyes, and changed his words in time: "Granger is not as good as us, but Weasley and Potter...

Their usual learning attitude is obvious to all, even if they are cramming, they are not as good as ours. "

"That's not necessarily true." Aaron shrugged, "What do you say, luck is also a part of strength.

The luck of the two of them has always been very good, which is beyond your comparison. "

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, smiled bitterly at each other, and continued to flip through their textbooks.

"Why are you so calm?" Draco asked curiously, "Aaron, I know you study well, but this is the final exam after all, are you taking it too easy.

It's okay to openly read banned books in ordinary areas, isn't this bottle of juice too much? Are you not afraid of Mrs. Pince criticizing you? "

"Hehe! The librarian has certain authority here, and I only brought the drink in with her approval."

"What? And this thing?

how did you do that? "

"It's simple, it won't affect other students, it won't stain the books.

The most important thing is..."

"What is it?"

"It's about building a good relationship with the administrator." Aaron said inscrutablely, "I gave Mrs. Pince a gift at Christmas and Easter respectively.

Maybe I'm the only student in Hogwarts who knows how difficult it is for her as an administrator.

This glass of fruit juice is the reward, the way of the world, courtesy and reciprocity! "