A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Wood will intensify Gryffindor's training based on the equipment gap.

“But we have an absolute advantage,” Marcus said confidently. “There’s no need to hide it.”

"You're right, but your vanity today might make a crushing defeat in the future a little harder to win."

"That won't change the final outcome."

Aaron ignored him and looked at the other Slytherin players. "Captain Flint makes a lot of sense. You probably think so too."

But as a former finder, I'd like to say a few words, just a couple.

The Slytherin team can have a sense of superiority, which allows them to reduce training time and lower the quality of training.

However, consider this from another perspective: if they lost the match even with seven Nimbus 2001s, the Slytherin team would become a laughingstock, and the reputational damage would be far more severe.

Marcus suddenly paused for a moment, and the other Slytherin members also showed slight changes in expression.

They suddenly felt that the Nimbus 2001 in their hands was a bit too hot. Although they knew that the chances of losing were slim, what if they did?

Chapter 151 Methods to Improve Win Rate

"What are you all standing there for?" Marcus snapped. "Get on the field and start training!"

Especially for you, Draco, the position of the seeker is crucial.

"Got it." Draco nodded to Aaron, then flew up onto the field on his broomstick.

Marcus looked at Aaron and remained silent for a while before saying, "You really can't rejoin the academy team? If you join, I'll make you the captain."

"No, I'm usually very busy. At most, I can give you some unprofessional advice," Aaron politely declined.

Are you kidding me? Being a team member is a waste of time enough, let alone being a captain.

Look at the Gryffindor team members, they not only got up several hours early, but they also didn't have time to eat breakfast. They were exhausted and hungry.

Then look at their captain, Wood. He can talk to his teammates about tactics for hours, so he must spend just as much time developing his own tactics.

Marcus didn't try to persuade him any further. After simply saying that the Slytherin team would always welcome him, he joined the training group.

Seeing the spirited Slytherin team, Ron couldn't help but mutter, "I have a feeling that Gryffindor will have a tough time this time."

“Instead of worrying about that, you should think about what to do with your wand!” Aaron said. “You’ve seen its power; it’s extraordinary.”

Ron looked down at the tape on his wand with some frustration, but ultimately decided to make do with it.

Be careful when casting spells; perhaps you can make the most of this wand until the end of the semester.

This was a last resort; he had damaged his own car, his father was under investigation by the Ministry of Magic, and his salary would be deducted for not meeting the required working hours this month.

Asking for a magic wand from home at this time would undoubtedly make things even worse for an already impoverished family.

“I think it might hold out for a while longer,” Ron said somewhat uncertainly.

Upon hearing this, Aaron paused for a moment, then gave a thumbs up. "A true warrior!"

"Don't praise me like that, it makes me feel embarrassed."

"No, you're overthinking it." Aaron disdainfully distanced himself from him. "I'll have to stay away from you during class from now on, in case we get accidentally hurt."

Ron: ......

Just then, Harry ran over from the dressing room. "I gave the team robes to Fred. We can go find Hagrid now."

“Aaron, are you really not coming with us?” Hermione asked.

"No, thank you." Aaron pointed to the Slytherin team training in the air above the field. "I need to check on Draco's training progress and give him some pointers."

“Malfoy?” Harry frowned. “You’re going to give him advice?”

"Is there a problem? I am, after all, a Slytherin."

Besides, I stayed at his house for a day during my vacation, so it's only right to return the favor!

Harry smiled and shrugged, pretending not to care, but he couldn't help feeling a little worried inside.

Draco's flying ability is not much weaker than his, and now he has a new model of magic broom, giving him an advantage in equipment.

The only thing he could surpass Draco in was experience, after all, he had a very responsible captain and the longest training time among the four House teams.

However, if Draco has Aaron's guidance, the gap in experience will be greatly reduced, and the battle will become evenly matched, with the outcome uncertain.

The last time I felt this way was when I learned that Aaron had joined the Slytherin team as the Seeker. I never expected to feel the same pressure from Malfoy this time.

It seems Wood needs to work harder on his training when he gets back. He's already lost to Malfoy in academics, and if he loses in Quidditch too, he'll really be ashamed.

Hermione and Ron exchanged a glance, seemingly sensing Harry's heavy mood.

"Well, we should go," Hermione reminded them. "We can't keep Hagrid waiting."

“Yes.” Ron grabbed Harry’s arm and pulled him toward the Forbidden Forest. “Don’t forget, we still need Hagrid’s help to find a carriage!”

Hermione glanced at Aaron with some embarrassment, after all, he had given the Quaffle to the Gryffindor team because she had dragged him over to mediate.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Aaron teased. "Could it be that you're trying to gather information about Slytherin?"

"No, I'm not that bored."

"But the compensation you gave to Wood and the others, I..."

“Don’t overthink it. That Quaffle might be precious to Quidditch enthusiasts, but it’s nothing special to me. Giving it to Wood to resolve a conflict is more than worth it,” Aaron said nonchalantly. “To be honest, I’ll earn it back quickly at Hogwarts.”

Indeed, that's the case; the Collector's Edition Quake Ball in the system shop is worth thirty magic points.

He earns ten magic points for each day he signs in at Hogwarts, which he can earn back in three days.

Hearing Aaron say that, Hermione still felt a little guilty, but she also felt much relieved.

"Then you enjoy Quidditch! I'm off now."

Aaron waved his hand impatiently and then returned to the platform.

He took out a few sheets of draft paper from Abe's pocket, used his fingers as pens and magic energy as ink to practice magic circles on the paper, trying to shorten the time as much as possible.

I also took some time to watch Quidditch to relieve eye strain.

Click!

The flash went off suddenly, and Aaron's eyes blinked, his fingers trembled slightly.

Because of this accident, the magic circle, which was only half-finished, was instantly destroyed, turning into black dust and dissipating into the air.

"I fucking..."

Aaron, furious, looked in the direction of the flash and spotted Colin holding a camera a dozen meters away. His expression instantly became incredibly interesting.

This first-year student was so naive that he felt bad criticizing him, otherwise the child might have burst into tears.

"Senior, what are you writing?" Colin asked curiously as he walked over.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask," Aaron said irritably. "I must remind you, control your curiosity in the future, or you'll get into trouble sooner or later."

Colin instinctively gripped the camera in his hand and nodded weakly.

"By the way, senior, do you know where Harry Potter went?"

"I just sneaked into the Gryffindor locker room, but I couldn't find him," Colin said regretfully. "I haven't gotten his autograph yet!"

Aaron's eye twitched slightly. Sure enough, there's always someone better!

He thought Hermione was already a genius when it came to idolizing celebrities, but he didn't expect Colin to be even more outrageous.

This kind of paparazzi is rare even in the Muggle world. For an eleven-year-old to have this level of skill, he definitely has a bright future ahead of him.

"I'm sorry, I don't know," Aaron said.

It wasn't that he wanted to cover for Harry, but Colin had just caused him to ruin a magic circle diagram!

He couldn't criticize Colin, so letting him search the castle some more wouldn't be too much to ask!

"Is that so?"

I'll go check out the Gryffindor common room first, so I won't bother you any longer."

"Wait a minute," Aaron said, stopping him. "I don't know where Harry is right now, but I have a little clue."

"What clue?" Colin asked impatiently.

"Don't rush me, I have conditions too," Aaron said calmly. "Don't point your camera at me anymore, and I'll tell you, okay?"

"This..." Colin hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in agreement. After all, in his opinion, nothing was more important than Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world.

“Very good.” Aaron snapped his fingers. “Today is Saturday.”

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he and Ron will be in detention tonight, since they drove to school!

"Senior, what do you mean?" Colin felt he had grasped something important, but it was just very vague.

"Professor McGonagall, she makes the final decision on Gryffindor students' confinement."

"By finding Professor McGonagall, you can not only find Harry Potter, but also find out where he is tonight."

Colin's eyes lit up, and he felt his thoughts had become much clearer.

If he can't find Harry Potter, can't he find Professor McGonagall? He can just wait outside her office.

"Thank you, senior," Colin said excitedly, and turned to leave.

"Wait," Aaron called him again, "If anyone asks, don't say I told you."

Colin immediately nodded, grabbed his camera, and ran toward the castle.

Aaron silently mourned for Harry for a second, then took out a new sheet of white paper and continued practicing the basic magic circle.

Around noon, Slytherin's training session ended, and Draco flew over and landed in front of Aaron.

"how do you feel?"

"It's alright. The academy team is quite strong, and I can only barely keep up."

But there's still a long time before the Quidditch tournament, and I'm confident I can win this year's championship.

"You're a little too confident," Aaron bluntly poured cold water on him. "Although I hate to admit it, you're still a bit behind Harry."

"Are you saying I'm not as good as Harry Potter?" Draco asked defiantly.

"It probably won't work in the short term."