Magic Journey from Hogwarts

So here comes the problem, Malfoy doesn't like Harry Potter, but their elves seem to have the opposite sense of Harry Potter.

I don't think the Malfoys should know this! "

"Sir." Dobby looked at Aaron sadly, and begged: "Please don't tell the master, it's all Dobby's fault, and it was Dobby who took the initiative to contact Harry Potter."

"What did you do?" Aaron frowned.

"Dobby intercepted Harry's letters, and managed to tell his family about the fact that underage wizards cannot use magic casually."

"Pretty, won't your conscience hurt?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Malfoy really knows how to play!

Intercepting the letter is fine, it doesn't have much impact on Harry, at most it makes him less spiritually comforted.

But telling his mean uncles and aunts that Harry couldn't use magic outside of school was like erasing their fear of magic from their hearts.

How this family bullied Harry before, and how they will bully in the future, it is not impossible that it will even get worse.

Dobby pointed his index fingers together, and said with some guilt: "Dobby wants him to promise not to go back to Hogwarts, but this is Dobby's own intention, for the sake of Harry Potter."

"What? Are you going too far?

It took him more than ten years to get the chance to study at Hogwarts, and you actually want him to go back to the miserable life of being dependent on others and in dire straits.

It would be better to kill him!At least it's a little bit happier than not seeing any hope. "

Dobby froze for a moment, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, he turned around and bumped his head against the table, and even picked a sharper place to put his head down.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The impact was mixed with screams, and Aaron couldn't bear to look directly, and quickly pulled Dobby a little away.

"To be honest, I have some sympathy for you." Aaron sighed, "You must have suffered a lot of abuse at Malfoy's house."

Dobby nodded, but thinking that this kind of thinking was disrespectful to his master, he suddenly had the idea of ​​self-harm.

"If you want to hit the wall, please change the place, don't hit me in front of this guest, it's somewhat impolite."

"Yes, sir." Dobby said aggrievedly.

"Don't think I'm unkind.

How you carry out Malfoy's orders, good or bad, has nothing to do with me.

Your approach to Harry Potter in good faith is out of tune with the Malfoys and has nothing to do with me.

I just simply don't want to see the little elf hurting himself in front of me, and then I have to work hard to stop him. "Aaron explained, "But you can rest assured that I won't tell Malfoy what you did. "

"Thank you, sir, you are a kind person." Dobby said and slowly exited the room, "Call me anytime you need anything."

"understood."

After Dobby left, Aaron put Abe on the table, and then looked around the room.

The room is on the third floor of the castle, with good lighting, and you can see the garden and fountain below through the window.

The interior configuration is also good, desk, mirror, bathroom, bedroom, everything that should be there, and everything shows the word luxury, which is incomparable to ordinary hotels.

"By the way, I almost forgot to mention it." Aaron looked at Abe with a solemn expression, "The outside world is no better than my home or Hogwarts, you have to restrain yourself a bit.

Don't show your wings, be a little more polite, and most importantly, control your appetite. "

Abe nodded half-understanding, but it didn't really understand what Aaron meant until lunch time.

At the dining table, the Lucius couple was a little too enthusiastic, and they kept asking Dobby to serve, and all kinds of food were fully placed.

"We don't know what you like to eat, so we prepared a little more." Narcissa smiled.

"Uh...I'm not that picky eater.

In addition, uncles and aunts, you have prepared too much. "Aaron said embarrassedly.

He knew how Abe felt when he ate for the first time. At that time, Jins also prepared a large table of dishes, but his face was obviously not as thick as Abe's.

"Where.

Aaron, you are a guest of Malfoy Manor, and we should do our honor as landlords. Draco said, and then took a chicken leg for Abe, "This little guy must be very hungry too. "

Abbe immediately smiled, took a sip of his saliva, and was struck by Aaron as soon as his paw was stretched over.

"Pay attention to politeness." Aaron whispered his meaning in dragon language, but to the three of Malfoy's family, it was just the sound of heavy breathing.

Abe reacted, and somewhat reluctantly suppressed the desire to eat. Although he was very envious of the food on the table, he still quietly waited for the master to feed him.

"Aaron, your cat seems a little different!" Lucius looked curiously at Abe lying on the table, feeling that this was not a simple cat.

"Abe is professionally trained and more sensible than ordinary pets." Aaron explained, and gave Draco a look by the way, not to reveal Abe's identity.

Draco smiled embarrassingly, and started eating on his own.

"By the way, Aaron, I hope you can help me with something." After eating and drinking, Draco said hesitantly.

"You said."

Draco pointed to the Nimbus 2001 placed in the corner, "Haven't you ever been a Seeker? I want you to help me train."

"Huh?" Aaron glanced at Draco, "You want to be a Seeker?"

"Yes, the Seeker is the soul of the team.

Harry Potter is Gryffindor's Seeker, my status in the academy team can't be lower than him!

I'm pretty good at using the magic broom, but I haven't received professional training after all, so I can only ask you for help. "

"I can help you with this, but..." Aaron set his sights on Lucius and Narcissa, "But you need the consent of your uncle and aunt, and you must be mentally prepared.

My training methods can be a little harsher, and you can get hurt if you're not careful. "

Narcissa was a little worried when she heard the words, but Lucius didn't take it seriously, "It's very common to get injured in a Quidditch match, and since Draco chose to join the team, he was also mentally prepared.

Besides, I don't think the Malfoy kids are that delicate. "

"Since Uncle Lucius said so, I can't refuse." Aaron said half-jokingly, "Just treat it as paying the accommodation and food expenses for these two days."

"Great." Draco couldn't help but laugh, "Do you need to prepare a magic broom for you? Nimbus 2001 still has a few spares."

"No, I have this." Aaron said as he took a dark blue blanket out of his bag.

After Lucius saw it, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, "Is this a flying carpet? I remember that the Ministry of Magic seemed to have banned the use of this thing a long time ago."

"I'm only using it in my private domain, so the Ministry of Magic shouldn't care about it!" Aaron said with a shy smile. The Ministry of Magic has banned many things, but we still have to turn a blind eye to people of different identities. Eye.

Chapter 124 Different training methods

Above the castle, Draco sat on the light wheel 2001, and opposite him was Aaron sitting on the dark blue magic carpet.

"I'm ready." Draco said nervously and excitedly.

Aaron nodded, then opened a wooden box and released the golden snitch from it.

The wings of the golden ball vibrated at high frequency, making a 'buzzing' sound, and soon turned into a golden afterimage, moving irregularly and at high speed in the air.

However, due to being enchanted, the flying range of the Snitch was limited to a certain extent, and he could only fly around around Malfoy Manor.

"The Snitch is the Seeker's goal on the Quidditch pitch, but it's not just the Snitch on the pitch." Aaron said as he tossed the Quaffle up in the wooden box.

The bright red Quaffle started to scurry around, circling several times in mid-air before disappearing.

"The next thing is the point.

Bludger, you should know that this kind of ball is aggressive and the most dangerous in Quidditch. "

Draco nodded, this is common sense, common sense that everyone who likes Quidditch knows.

"Your training content is to catch the golden snitch."

"Huh? It's that simple?" Draco froze for a moment, unable to react, "Actually, I trained like this before you came."

"There is consciousness, but not high.

You should be clear about how much effect one person's training can have, but the competition is never a matter of one person, there are teammates, and naturally there are opponents.

But in the next training, you have no teammates, and I am your opponent. "

"What do you mean?"

Draco asked with some concern, he didn't think his strength could match Aaron's. As an opponent, it was not a question of whether he could win, but a question of how long he could last.

Aaron raised his eyebrows, picked up the bat, and waved it symbolically, "I will attack you with Bludgers continuously before you catch the Snitch.

In addition to the ones I catch up with myself, every 5 minutes, I will use the Flying Curse to recall a Bludger that is far away from you, and then attack.

You can only hide, not fight back.

It's up to you to finish training, either catch the Snitch, or I'll knock you off the broom. "

"It's not fair!" Draco swallowed, looking at the two Bludgers in the wooden box that were about to fly out at any time, his heart rose in his throat instantly.

It was an iron ball about ten inches in size, and if you were hit by it, you would be lucky enough to break a bone.

"Draco, I will give you a truth for free today.

In fact, there is no so-called fairness in the world, only the weak will seek fairness.

Believe it or not, my way of training is just a joke in the eyes of those well-known international teams, their training is much stricter. "

"I believe this, but..."

"No but." Aaron said directly, and then looked at Draco seriously, "You just need to tell me whether you accept it or not."

Draco hesitated for a while, then unconsciously moved his eyes to the direction of the castle, saw Lucius and Narcissa who were watching him through a window, and nodded solemnly, "Accept, Malfoy is nothing the weak."

Hearing this, Aaron smiled disdainfully, "It's never up to you to decide whether you are weak or not.

But your answer is not bad, at least it proves that you don't want to be a weakling. "

"More than."

"Here." The house elf standing on the ground immediately raised the medicine box in his hand, "All kinds of potions are ready, I will keep an eye on the young master, and if something happens, I will... "

Having said that, Dobby immediately shut his mouth when he thought of something, and kept banging his head on the medicine box.

Aaron's face was full of black lines. He wanted this little elf to show his presence. As long as he behaved well and the host family was in a happy mood, his life in Malfoy's house might be a little easier.

But it turned out that he was superfluous, and Dobby couldn't seize the opportunity.

"You see." Draco shrugged, "Dobby is used to abusing himself, and I don't think he can change it in his life."

"Forget it, let's start!"

After the words fell, Aaron swung a bludger and sent a Bludger flying.

Draco dodges instantly, but just as he dodges the first one, the second Bludger brushes past his head.

"It was a lesson, there were two Bludgers on the field.

Although you have six players, you must always be prepared to be alone. "

Draco silently glanced at the intimidating bat in Aaron's hand, and immediately turned around to chase after the golden snitch.

Aaron smiled and controlled the magic carpet to find Bludgers.

After all, he was at someone's house, and he still let Draco take advantage of it. The speed of the magic carpet was not slow, but it was far less convenient than the broomstick in the current scene.

Draco's eyes kept turning, and while flying at high speed, he searched hard for the golden snitch.

But those two Bludgers flew past him from time to time, seriously affecting his concentration, and there was also a Quaffle flying around in the field, interfering with his sight.

Compared with this kind of training, his usual training is playing house, without the excitement of being on the court at all.

But the degree of danger has also increased several levels, and if you don't pay attention, you will be kicked off the field.

Draco held on for about ten minutes, and found a golden light amidst the whistling of Bludgers and Quaffles.

However, before he could be happy for three seconds, a strong sense of crisis emerged in his mind, Draco turned sideways subconsciously, a Bludger flew past him from the right side, and half of his robe appeared. Clear ball print.

"Someone seems to have forgotten that every 5 minutes I will carry out a precise attack."

"I didn't forget." Draco yelled.

"That's best, we don't want Dobby to open the medicine chest today, do we?"

Draco rolled his eyes, turned his head to look, his eyes widened instantly, and even sweared inadvertently.

Hey!

The Snitch that had been standing there had disappeared, and he had to find his target again under the pincers of Bludgers and Quaffles.