A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Hey!" Hermione nudged Aaron with her elbow. The Daily Prophet covered most of her face, making her look like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"what happened?"

"Um... I have something to ask you," Hermione said hesitantly, lowering her voice.

"Oh!" Aaron exclaimed, suddenly realizing, "It's about the Department of Mysteries, isn't it!"

"It's all in the past, don't think too much about it. We're good friends, it was the right thing to do to save you."

"Just good friends?" Hermione glared at him angrily, her eyes slightly red.

She gave him her first kiss, and Aaron risked his life to rescue her from the Bureau of Mysteries. They can't possibly be just good friends!

The slightly reproachful gaze and the sudden silence in the carriage made Aaron feel inexplicably guilty, so he immediately changed his words, "A little better than a good friend."

"Just a little stronger?" Harry put down his chess piece and interjected with interest. "Aaron, I have to say something to you. You seem to have some misunderstanding about the word 'girlfriend'."

“Yes, that’s right.” Ron nodded in agreement. “You should learn from Ginny. She’s a year younger than you and she already had a boyfriend, although I’m not too happy with her boyfriend.”

"What do you know?" Aaron said disdainfully. He still said that women would only affect the speed at which he became a god. Even if he had some inexplicable feelings for Hermione, they would only come later.

What's more, his family has been pressuring him to go on blind dates for several years in a row. If Vico and Lisanna found out that he had a girlfriend at school, they would be so excited that they would probably throw aside their family traditions and happily take him home.

“We know a little about this,” Ron coughed dramatically. “From an outsider’s perspective, your relationship definitely goes beyond that of ordinary friends.”

“That’s enough,” Hermione said, her face flushed. “That’s not what I wanted to say.”

“Don’t be shy,” Harry interrupted. “You should be bold about these things.”

As Harry spoke, he winked at Hermione: "You've helped us two brothers with so many lessons and made us copy your homework so many times. We'd feel bad if we didn't help you out this time."

Hermione understood the meaning in his eyes, rolled her eyes speechlessly, but felt somewhat gratified.

"You two," Aaron gave them a gentle smile, "If I may ask, you two... are you still single?"

puff!

Harry and Ron felt as if they had been stabbed in the heart, and their expressions froze instantly.

“This…I…” Harry gritted his teeth, “Even if I’ve never eaten pork, I’ve always seen pigs run.”

"For example, Cedric and Cho Chang?"

Harry instinctively clutched his chest, his face paling slightly, trembling and unable to speak.

I only said a couple of words, trying to make your relationship public. Is it really necessary to be so hurtful?

"Uh... I've never been in a relationship, but my sister has!"

“They broke up,” Aaron said calmly. “As far as I know, Ginny has broken up with Michael Corner.”

"What?" Ron exclaimed, but a moment later his face lit up with joy. "That's wonderful!"

"She's dating Dean Thomas now," Hermione added cryptically.

"Watfa..."

“It’s understandable that she didn’t tell you,” Aaron said, glancing at Ron. “Nobody wants someone else interfering in these kinds of things.”

"But, how did you know?"

"I happened to see them walking hand in hand while I was reading, chatting and laughing."

Rumble!

Ron felt like thunder was raging in his heart, and a long, drizzling rain was falling.

My sister dumped that dimwitted Michael Conner, that's definitely something to celebrate.

But why did they choose Dean Thomas? He's not exactly a great Gryffindor either!

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Aaron chuckled and clicked his tongue. "Next time you're lecturing someone, think about whether you're even qualified!"

Harry and Ron exchanged a wry smile; they were too embarrassed to speak again.

"Alright, let's get back to the point!" Aaron looked at Hermione. "What were you trying to ask just now?"

“It’s…” Hermione hesitated for a moment, “It’s the door key.”

Damn! The Thought Entity was right. Could she have really discovered the problem?

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. "What did you say?"

“The teleportation location.” Hermione looked directly into Aaron’s eyes. “The Portkey that night didn’t teleport me to Hagrid’s hut, did it?”

"Ha! You have quite the imagination."

"Don't lie to me." Hermione gave Aaron a resentful look. "After I was teleported away, I opened my eyes to find the hut neatly tidied up, but somehow I passed out, and when I opened my eyes again, the hut was a complete mess."

Hagrid was attacked by Umbridge and his men; how could his house not even have any signs of a struggle?

"You may have misread it."

Your magic power is depleted, your condition is poor, and it's not impossible that you're experiencing hallucinations.

“And the scent,” Hermione added. “The place I teleported to smelled of lavender, but Hagrid’s hut…you know what I mean, right?”

Even if I'm in terrible shape, I shouldn't be so bad as to not be able to distinguish between two completely different smells!

Aaron chuckled. "This was my oversight. You're a little smarter than I thought. If it were the two of them, they definitely wouldn't have thought of so much."

"What place is that?" Hermione asked curiously. "It should be not far from Hogwarts!"

"Not far from Hogwarts?" Harry looked at Aaron in surprise. "Are there any places near the school where lavender grows?"

"It's not the Forbidden Forest, is it?" Ron asked incredulously.

"It's not a forbidden forest, so don't make wild guesses."

"Um... when I woke up after I fell unconscious, I was in Hagrid's cabin. You must have been the one who brought me there, right?"

"It was me." Aaron didn't deny it. "I carried you there before dawn."

Hearing this, Hermione looked away shyly. "You could have told me, and I promise I wouldn't tell anyone else."

“That won’t do. That place is very important to me, extremely, extremely important,” Aaron emphasized seriously. “And don’t even think about looking for it. That place is more hidden than the Room of Requirement. You won’t be able to find it.”

“We might not be unable to find it,” Hermione retorted, unconvinced.

"Hahaha," Aaron couldn't help but laugh. "I admire your confidence, but it's no exaggeration to say that even if you turned Hogwarts upside down, it would still take you two or three years to find someone."

The Temple of Divine Sound is built beneath the Black Lake, deep underground.

Even if they dig, it will take them a year and a half, and that doesn't even include the water of the Black Lake and the magical creatures like Grindylows and mermaids in it.

"It can't be that exaggerated!" Harry said skeptically.

"If you ever find that place, it will be me who takes you there."

However, that's not a good thing, because it means the Order of the Phoenix is ​​at a significant disadvantage in its fight against the Death Eaters.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the carriage froze instantly.

The three of them instantly composed themselves, their hearts inexplicably heavy.

"That day will never come, right?" Ron said somewhat uncertainly.

“No, that won’t happen,” Harry said firmly. “We have Dumbledore!”

"cut!"

Aaron curled his lip, unconvinced.

Others may see Dumbledore as very reliable, but he doesn't think a White Lord who places his hopes on prophecy can be trusted.

......

The train gradually slowed down and came to a stop at King's Cross Station.

The four people in the carriage got off the train with their pets and suitcases, and then passed through the magical partition between platforms nine and ten.

Moody, Sirius, Tonks, the Weasleys, George and Fred, and others were waiting outside the station. They were dressed in Muggle clothes, some new, some old, some expensive, and some cheap, making them quite conspicuous when mixed together.

Mrs. Weasley immediately gave Ron, Harry, and Ginny a big hug. "Are you all alright?"

“Not bad!” Ron muttered, then looked at the leather jackets on George and Fred, “What are those things?”

“Genuine dragon skin,” George said proudly, “the highest grade.”

"Our business is doing well, even Mom has nothing to say about it."

“Harry.” Lupin walked up to Harry, smiled, and gave him a hug. “We think we need to have a good talk with your aunt and uncle before you go back to their house.”

Harry paused for a moment, then turned to look at the Dursleys trembling not far away. "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

“I think it’s fine, let’s go now!” Moody said, and then he and Arthur walked toward the Dursleys, who were there to warn the family not to bully Harry during the summer holidays.

Chapter 522 Homeless? Special Circumstances Can Be Handled Specially

Aaron sighed slightly as he watched everyone else being picked up and dropped off by their elders.

In the past, Genes would have taken the suitcase from him immediately, but this time he didn't come. Standing here all alone felt quite strange.

“Um… should I have my dad take you to the Leaky Cauldron first?” Hermione asked, her voice soft as if she were worried about hurting Aaron’s pride. “He has a car, so it’ll be more convenient for him.”

"No need." Aaron pursed his lips. "Taking the Knight bus is fine too."

"Are you... sure?" Hermione asked in surprise. She had ridden in that car before and knew what it was like.

“I’m sure, but I have to go home first.” Aaron shrugged and took off the ring on his left hand. “I have to return some magical items.”

"Young Master's decision is truly gratifying!" Genes walked over with a light laugh.

“Mr. Genes,” Hermione said excitedly, “now that you’re here, does that mean he can go home?”

"Not quite, but pretty much, Miss Granger."

"Young Master violated the Gaius family's ancestral rules and should not be allowed to return home, but this time the situation is special..."

"Now that you mention it, I suddenly don't want to go back." Aaron took an awkward step back, then pulled two spellbooks from Abe's pocket. "Since you're here, you can take the magic-sealing ring and the spellbooks back with you!"

"Young Master, there's really no need to be nervous."

"I can't help but be nervous! Who knows if you're taking me back to be punished?"

"Punished?" Hermione's eyes widened immediately. "Really?"