A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

By the way, Snape is now...

"Professor Snape is perfectly fine in his office," Aaron said speechlessly. "Besides, you should be concerned with other things right now."

Harry nodded, looking at Hagrid with a heavy heart. "Hagrid, think about it carefully. Did you really not tell anyone else how to get through Moose?"

"How many times do I have to say it? No means no."

"Okay! I hope my worries are unnecessary."

Aaron couldn't stand it anymore. It was no wonder that asking questions in such a blunt and blatant way was useless.

"Hagrid, after the Philosopher's Stone came to Hogwarts, did any strangers come looking for you?"

Harry and Ron felt their hearts sink when they heard this.

They finally realized what they had overlooked.

They only learned of Nicolas Flamel's existence and the existence of the Philosopher's Stone after spending a considerable amount of time at the school.

It's highly likely that the mysterious man tried to extract information from Hagrid after the Philosopher's Stone arrived at the school; he probably already knew about the method using Moose.

However, the two still held onto a sliver of hope, since they considered Hagrid to be very reliable.

“Well…” Hagrid hesitated for a moment, “I don’t encounter any strangers at school, but I sometimes run into strangers when I go out for drinks.”

"Hagrid, when you're drinking, does anyone ask you anything about Hogwarts?"

"They probably mentioned it!" Hagrid said nonchalantly. "I go to that bar often, a lot of people know who I am, so what's the big deal?"

“Strangers, the key is strangers,” Aaron reminded him. “Preferably those who are sneaky, have something to hide, and are obviously not good people.”

“Hmm…” Hagrid frowned and thought for a while before saying, “There was someone who was wrapped up very tightly, even more tightly than Abe. I couldn’t even see his face.”

But he really is a good person; he kept asking the owner to bring me more drinks.

Aaron looked at Harry Potter with some sympathy, then placed the freshly prepared potion in front of him. "Drink it first."

"what is this?"

"Sedatives."

Ron can have a few mouthfuls if he wants.

At this time, drinking it won't do any harm.

Ron swallowed hard and waved his hand, saying, "I... I don't need it."

Harry smiled bitterly, but did not refuse Aaron's offer. He opened the bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

He also felt he needed to calm down, otherwise he might get so angry at Hagrid that he vomited blood.

Aaron continued, "And then? Did he just buy you drinks?"

"I don't remember what happened after that."

"Oh, right, Norber is the one who lost to me," Hagrid said excitedly and proudly. "I've always wanted a dragon, and he happened to have a dragon egg."

“Yes!” Harry said through gritted teeth, “Now that I think about it, this coincidence was definitely premeditated.”

“Harry, you can’t assume everyone is a bad guy.” Hagrid patted him on the shoulder and said patiently, “That guy really isn’t a bad guy. Before he handed Norbert over to me, he wanted to test whether I was capable of dealing with a dragon, after all, a dragon’s destructive power is enormous.”

I told him then that I could handle even a small cat, so a fire dragon was nothing to me.

Harry took a deep breath, and the tranquilizer helped him calm down. "Is he interested in Moose?"

"Of course, even magicians rarely have the chance to see a three-headed dog."

I told him then that the trick to dealing with wild animals is knowing how to calm them down.

"Take Momo, for example! Play some music for him and he falls asleep." Hagrid finished speaking, his pupils suddenly contracting. "I shouldn't have told you this."

“Yeah! But you had to tell a suspicious stranger, that’s ridiculous.” Aaron rubbed his forehead speechlessly. “I knew you couldn’t be trusted.”

Furthermore, I don't agree with your tricks for dealing with wild animals, because some wild animals don't necessarily like music.

For example, if you give Abe a choice between music and a chicken leg, he will choose the latter without hesitation.

“Let’s not talk about this now.” Harry suddenly stood up. “We need to get moving and find Professor McGonagall. She’s the only one who can help us right now.”

Ron nodded and ran out with Harry.

But halfway through the run, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Aaron, aren't you coming with us?"

"You guys go ahead! I'll go to the trapdoor first."

Without evidence, it's uncertain whether Professor McGonagall will believe you.

Ron paused for a moment, said nothing, and continued running after Harry.

After the two left, Aaron looked at Hagrid with amusement, "I suppose you know what you did wrong, right?"

"I understand." Hagrid lowered his head, looking dejected. "I'll go with you to find Professor McGonagall."

“No need.” Aaron patted the giant’s broad shoulder. “I will persuade Professor McGonagall. As for you… you should have a way to inform Dumbledore!”

"this..."

"It's okay if you don't have one."

He went to the Ministry of Magic in London, and it must have been several hours ago. You're faster than the owl, so try to catch him halfway back.

I—no, we all need this White Demon King back as soon as possible, understand?

"Understood." Hagrid nodded solemnly, then pulled his umbrella out from under the table.

A few minutes later, a roaring sound came from outside the cabin, and a red motorcycle shot into the sky.

Aaron watched Hagrid disappear into the clouds, sighed deeply, and then walked towards the castle.

His destination was the trapdoor, which was always the focus, no matter what.

Compared to Harry and his friends, he was much calmer and didn't think Voldemort would make his move during the day; he believed that the best time to steal was when everyone was asleep at night.

But he could only use his trump card once, and just in case, he had to see it with his own eyes to be sure.

......

Third floor corridor.

Hermione was holding a pile of books, pretending to be studying diligently, but her eyes kept glancing upwards, as if afraid that someone might sneak into the fourth-floor corridor when she wasn't looking.

"You're really trying to hide something obvious."

Aaron's voice suddenly rang out behind her, startling Hermione.

"Why are you here?"

"There's been a slight mishap, I think I need to go in and check it out."

"No need! Nobody came today."

Besides, there's a three-headed dog in there; it's terrifying.

"Seeing is believing. Staying here might not be of any use," Aaron said meaningfully, and walked up the steps on his own.

Hermione didn't have time to stop him and, as if possessed, followed behind him.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at a door.

"Open the Alaho hole!"

A lock-picking spell was cast, and the keyhole opened automatically.

Aaron took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a black three-headed dog that took up almost half the room slowly open its eyes.

"My God! That's incredible!"

It's much more impressive than what I've read in books.

"Roar!"

Abe roared defiantly.

“Of course.” Aaron patted Abe’s dragon head. “You’ll definitely grow bigger than it someday.”

Chapter 80 They can't even get through the door, yet they want to get there first.

Mao Mao slowly stood up, its several yellow eyes looking at the two wizards in front of it, and its three huge dog mouths secreting a lot of sticky liquid.

With each breath it exhaled, a foul stench quickly spread throughout the room.

"Aaron, I think we need to get out of here right now," Hermione said anxiously.

“You’re right.” Aaron began to back away. He was less than a meter from the door, but at that moment it felt like the most dangerous distance in the world.

Woof! Woof! Woof...

No sooner had he finished speaking than Mao Mao let out a deafening roar.

boom!

Before it could bite, the two retreated and quickly closed the door, blocking the huge dog's head behind them.

"That was so exciting!" Aaron breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "I really admire Hagrid now. He actually managed to tame such a ferocious creature."

"Exciting?" Hermione was immediately furious. "I should have stopped you just now."

Do you know we almost died? Being bitten to death by dogs would be the biggest joke in the history of Hogwarts.

"Sorry!" Aaron smiled sheepishly, realizing he had been somewhat inconsiderate.

Even though I knew exactly how to calm Mao down, I came over without any preparation.

"Now can you tell me why you went in to look?"

“Dumbledore has left the school,” Aaron said. “In other words, Hogwarts is not as safe as you think; the Mysterio could walk through the trapdoor at any time.”

Hermione's pupils widened slightly. "This is really bad news. Do Harry and the others know?"

“I told them, just over ten minutes ago.”

Worse still, shortly after the start of the school year, Hagrid told a stranger about the method he had used with Momo.

"What?" Hermione panicked immediately. "So, the mysterious man has completed all the preparations and is just waiting to take action?"