A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

The school bell rang, and Hermione looked increasingly distressed, clearly having failed to convince Harry.

At that moment, a loud noise came from outside, and screams and shouts echoed on the fourth floor.

Umbridge, with her short legs, ran up the stairs in the direction of the sound. The students who had just left the classroom stared nervously at the ceiling above them, afraid that it might fall down at any moment.

Only Harry shouldered his backpack and ran wildly in the completely opposite direction.

"What did he do?" Aaron asked curiously. "It seems like he planned it all along, and he had a very clear purpose."

And someone was covering for him—George and Fred?

"You were able to analyze all of this?" Ron asked incredulously.

Aaron rolled his eyes and pointed at the students who were all moving toward the east side of the tower. "Does this even need analysis? His behavior is way too damn obvious."

Chapter 486 A High-Profile Withdrawal from School, the Prophecy of the Bureau of Mysteries

"Looking for Sirius?" Aaron stared in astonishment, his eyes wide. "Has he gone mad?"

"I tried to stop him, but I couldn't," Hermione said guiltily.

"It's obvious what he wants with Sirius."

“He won’t tell us,” Ron said, “but it seems really urgent, really important.”

"Didn't I tell you?" Aaron pursed his lips, but the next moment he seemed to realize something, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. "He's at Hogwarts now, and the only way to find Sirius is... through the Floo Network in Umbridge's office."

Ron and Hermione exchanged a glance and nodded blankly.

"Damn it!"

Aaron didn't know how to describe his current feelings. He suddenly regretted agreeing to teach Harry Potter Occlumency to Professor Snape.

This guy is a real talent; he never disappoints when it comes to creating trouble.

Aaron looked toward the east side of the tower from which the shouts came. "How much time can George and Fred buy him?"

“About twenty minutes,” Ron whispered.

"That's better, at least we don't have to worry about the time."

George and Fred are quite reliable; barring any unforeseen circumstances, Harry should return safely.

As they spoke, the professors and students gathered on the east side of the tower began to move downstairs, and the three of them followed the group without hesitation.

After George and Fred had drawn Umbridge's attention, they began to provoke him as they retreated downstairs.

They spread portable swamps in the corridor, making it particularly difficult for Umbridge to chase them, and he finally stopped in the foyer.

“This is bad.” Ron looked at his two brothers, who were surrounded by the investigation team, his face full of worry. “I wonder how Umbridge will punish them.”

“Punishment? She probably won’t have that chance,” Aaron said calmly. “The fireworks before Easter were enough to prove that they were thinking of dropping out of school. This time, they should have made up their minds.”

"Drop out?" Hermione's pupils widened slightly. "They're already in seventh grade. Isn't that a shame?"

"For those who start their own businesses, school certificates are unnecessary. Their research on quick-acting skip-class candy has been very successful, hasn't it?"

"Get out of my way."

Umbridge stormed over, and the students gathered on the steps made way for her.

She looked at the Weasley twins standing in the middle of the hallway, her face full of smugness. "Do you guys think it's fun to turn the hallway into a swamp?"

“It’s really fun,” George said, without a trace of fear in his voice.

“Very good,” Umbridge said. “You two will soon find out what kind of punishment you will receive for misbehaving at my school.”

I didn't want this to happen. When Argus came to me, I was a little reluctant, but now I feel it's necessary to get the "Caning Approval Order" approved.

"So Mr. Filch's dream has finally come true?" George said with a strange expression. "He wanted to do this for many years, but... what a pity."

"Yes! It's such a pity, such a shame."

He's been maintaining those instruments of torture for a long time, but they never end up on us.

“Absolutely right, Fred.”

I think we're no longer suited for full-time education.

"I completely agree. We should go out into the real world and test our talents."

“The broom is flying!” Fred and George said at the same time.

boom!boom!

The sound of something cutting through the air came from afar, growing closer and closer.

George and Fred gripped the two flying brooms tightly in their hands, then mounted them and soared into the sky amidst the attention of the crowd.

"If you'd like to buy the portable swamp that was just shown, please come to 93 Diagon Alley."

Weasley's Magic Tricks Shop, our new shop.

“As long as you swear to drive this old toad away with our products, you can enjoy a special discount,” George added, pointing to Umbridge.

"Seize them!" Umbridge roared.

However, Umbridge's plan to capture them was to take to the skies, but the members of the investigation team clearly had no time to prepare and could only watch them leave.

The students in the audience erupted in cheers, their admiration for the Weasley twins rising rapidly. Even Peeves took off his hat and bowed, showing rare respect.

“This way of dropping out of school is unprecedented,” Aaron remarked. “It’s full of victor’s poise, and it’s also a great advertisement for their new shop.”

“It’s…impressive.” Hermione smiled, but her expression was slightly unnatural. “But I still think they should graduate normally.”

"Hermione, you're being so insensible!"

Ron said unhappily, though he was currently filled with a sense of pride.

George and Fred will likely become legends of Hogwarts in the future, and he is the younger brother of one of those legends.

"Harry." Aaron turned around with a half-smile, looking at Harry Potter, who was still panting and slightly flushed. "It seems you've already seen him, haven't you?"

Harry glanced at Hermione and Ron, who were nodding at him, then nodded silently. "I asked a few questions, some...about my dad."

Aaron was a little surprised. James Potter has been gone for so many years, and I've never seen you care about him this much before!

"Hmm...you seem a bit distracted, so the conversation probably didn't go very well!" Aaron said casually, then changed the subject, "But I don't care about that."

What I wanted to talk about was Professor Snape. He's entrusted you to me; I'll be teaching you Occlumency from now on.

"Really?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"That's great." Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "You'll definitely be fine teaching me."

"It's amazing that Snape could come up with this idea," Ron said casually. "I should have just had you teach Harry."

"Tch! You're really overthinking it." Aaron waved his hand and said, "Harry and I are not related, so it's not worth wasting so much time teaching him Occlumency."

"If Professor Snape hadn't contacted me and paid me, I wouldn't have bothered with it."

“It can’t be that heartless!” Ron said.

"Am I being heartless?" Aaron asked playfully. "They both know the importance of Occlumency, but because of some conflict, they're ignoring each other."

“Especially you,” Aaron said, pointing at Harry. “Is it so hard to say a few nice words and admit your mistake? Occlumency isn’t something you teach others.”

But it seems that in your opinion, saving face is more important than having your thoughts spied on by the Dark Lord.

“You don’t understand the situation,” Harry said awkwardly. “He looked like he was going to kill me.”

Aaron frowned slightly. "What did you do?"

Harry hesitated, unsure how to begin.

“Let’s talk about when classes start!” Hermione quickly changed the subject. “We need to be careful with the time and place. If Umbridge catches us again, we’ll really have a hard time explaining ourselves.”

“It’s just the two of us this time, so we don’t need to be so careful,” Aaron said casually. “Starting next week, if we have time to go to the Transfiguration classroom in the evenings, we need to let Professor McGonagall know in advance.”

"I was just in case."

“I have it.” Aaron pointed to Abe. “A dragon on guard duty is absolutely foolproof.”

Abe symbolically raised one claw, and the three of them twitched slightly at the corners of their mouths, but said nothing more. They had fully experienced the power of this dragon during the Christmas holidays.

......

In the days that followed, George and Fred seemed to become the students' idols, and their story of rebelling against Umbridge continued to circulate throughout Hogwarts.

Many people began to imitate their way of speaking and to play pranks in various ways.

The professors tacitly chose to turn a blind eye to this, while only Umbridge kept cleaning up the various messes.

A week later.

After dinner, Aaron took Harry to the Transfiguration professor's office, with Ron and Hermione following behind.

"What are you two doing here?" Aaron said with a hint of helplessness. "Let me make it clear beforehand, I'm only responsible for teaching Harry."

“We’re just looking,” Hermione said immediately, “just to satisfy our curiosity.”

“Hermione,” Aaron said speechlessly, “I advise you to be honest.”

“Actually, Harry was having another nightmare,” Ron said. “I even heard him talking in his sleep last night, ‘A little further ahead.’”

“They’re catching the Golden Snitch,” Harry said hastily. Now that he had the chance to relearn Occlumency, he didn’t want anyone else to worry about him.

"You need to be honest too, I need you to be honest."

"Honestly, what did you see in your dream?"

"They are indeed catching the Golden Snitch. I snatched it before Malfoy could in the Quidditch match."

"We won, right?" Ron asked with interest.

“Of course.” Harry nodded seriously, looking quite pleased with himself.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron clapped his hands and smiled meaningfully, "I appreciate your nonsense, but I hope you can still be this stubborn later."

Harry couldn't help but swallow, a wry smile creeping onto his lips as he thought about the training that was to come.

Aaron helped Harry to a chair and asked gently, "Are you ready?"

“Ready?” Harry said nervously, and then he saw Aaron draw his wand.