Magic Journey from Hogwarts

The flash flashed suddenly, Aaron's eyes flickered, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Because of this accident, the half-drawn magic circle was instantly scrapped, turned into black dust, and dissipated into the air.

"Am I he..."

Aaron looked furiously in the direction of the flashlight, and found Colin who was holding a camera more than ten meters away, and his face instantly became extremely exciting.

He was too embarrassed to criticize this first-year freshman for his naivety, otherwise the child might cry.

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

"Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked." Aaron said angrily, "I must remind you, control your curiosity in the future, or something will happen sooner or later."

Colin subconsciously clenched the camera in his hand, and nodded weakly.

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

I sneaked into the Gryffindor dressing room just now, but couldn't find him. Colin said with some regret, "I haven't asked for his autograph yet!" "

The corners of Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, as expected, one mountain is still higher!

He originally thought that Hermione was already talented in chasing stars, but he didn't expect Colin to be more outrageous than her.

This kind of paparazzi is rare in the Muggle world. An 11-year-old has such a level, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future.

"Sorry, I don't know," Aaron said.

It wasn't that he wanted to help Harry take cover, but who told Colin to scrap a magic circle map for him just now!

It's not good for him to criticize Colin, so it's not too much to ask him to search for more in the castle!

"Is that so?"

I'll take a look at the Gryffindor common room first, so I won't bother you. "

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

"What clue?" Colin asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, I also have conditions." The old god Aaron said, "Don't point your camera at me in the future, and I will tell you how?"

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

"Very good." Aaron snapped his fingers, "Today is Saturday.

If there is no accident, he and Ron will be in confinement tonight. Who told them to drive to school! "

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

"Professor McGonagall, the confinement of Gryffindor students is all decided by her.

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

Colin's eyes lit up, and he felt that his thoughts were much clearer.

Can't find Harry Potter, can't he find Professor McGonagall?At worst, it will be blocked at the door of her office.

"Thank you senior." Colin said excitedly, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait." Aaron stopped him again, "If anyone asks, don't say I said it."

Colin nodded immediately, holding the camera and ran towards the castle.

Aaron mourned for Harry for a second in his heart, took out a new blank paper, and continued the basic magic circle practice.

When it was almost noon, the Slytherin team's training was over, and Draco flew to Aaron and landed.

"how do you feel?"

"It's not bad, the strength of the academy team is good, and I can barely keep up.

But there is still a long time before the Quidditch competition, and I have the confidence to win this championship. "

"You're a little too confident." Aaron poured cold water on him directly, "Although I don't want to admit it, you are still a bit worse than Harry."

"You mean I can't compare to Harry Potter?" Draco asked unconvinced.

"I'm afraid not in the short term.

Playing Quidditch depends on talent, and Harry's talent is stronger than yours, this is an undeniable fact.

And he has quite a lot of experience, which is the biggest gap between you and him.

The most important thing is, how bad is Nimbus 2000 compared to Nimbus 2001? "

Draco frowned when he heard this, "That means the winning rate of the game is not as great as we thought."

"It can be said that, but there is a way to increase the winning rate to more than [-]%." Aaron said after hesitating for a while, "It depends on whether you are willing or not."

"Talk about it." Draco didn't take it seriously, "My father will also be at Hogwarts on the day of the match, so I must not lose."

"It's very simple." Aaron raised a finger, "One word, drag."

Chapter 152

"Delay?" Draco was stunned for a moment before reacting, "You mean to ask me to delay?"

"That's right!" Aaron nodded, "The key to Quidditch is the Golden Snitch, you can get 150 points if you catch it, and it means the end of the game time.

But this does not mean that the other players are just for display. As long as the score exceeds the opponent by more than 150 points, then even if the opponent grabs the Golden Snitch, it is just a better loss. "

When Draco heard this, his expression kept changing, and he was a little hesitant for a while.

This tactic is very stable, he has self-knowledge, the flying talent is indeed a little bit worse than Harry Potter, and the advantage in equipment is not very big.

But he had a pretty good chance of holding Harry down during the match and keeping him from getting the Snitch.

With the speed of Nimbus 2001, the rest of the Chasers and Batsmen would not be a problem if they surpassed each other by 150 points or even higher, but he just felt unwilling.

After finally becoming a Slytherin Seeker, he can compete with the famous Harry Potter on the same stage, but he can only win in this unglamorous way, and he won't feel much sense of accomplishment if he wins.

Looking at Draco's expression, Aaron knew what he was thinking, and said with a chuckle: "Head-on confrontation is definitely not an opponent, so we can only work hard on tactics."

The corner of Draco's mouth twitched, "I'm not that bad, am I?"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that.

Your flying talent is considered good in the Quidditch team. After training for a period of time, coupled with the advantage in speed, you may not be able to surpass Harry Potter.

But it takes time, and there are certain risks, the outcome is [-]-[-].

My idea won't make you shine like a star, but it will win the game.

Of course, I will give you the method, but how to choose is up to you. "

Draco frowned and thought, two villains appeared in his mind.

One is to let him choose A, wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, and he is half sure that he can't fight hard.

One let him choose B, as long as he can win, it doesn't matter if he doesn't get the limelight.

"By the way, you just said that Mr. Lucius will also come to Hogwarts to watch the game?

In case, I mean in case he sees a sum of money invested in the Slytherin team, but his good son loses to Harry Potter, I don't know what he will think. "

Draco shivered at the thought of his father's frowning face.

The villain who advocated choosing B suddenly released a killing spell on the villain who suggested choosing A, and beat it to ashes.

"I know what to do." Draco said in a deep voice, "The result is the most important thing."

The corners of Aaron's mouth raised slightly, it was not in vain that he spent so much talking.

"Congratulations, you made the right choice."

Draco wasn't very excited, but rather a little less excited, "This tactic is fine, but will Flint and the others have any objections?"

"Tell them, just say I said it." Aaron said domineeringly, "Although Marcus is simple-minded and has a bad temper, he knows better than anyone how to choose him, otherwise he wouldn't be the one. Captain."

"I can rest assured that."

The time when there is no class always passes quickly, and it is night in a flash.

Aaron concentrated on drawing the magic circle in the dormitory alone, but this time he did not use paper and pens, but used a magic wand to draw in the air.

After half a minute, a green magic circle the size of a manhole cover was drawn.

The hurricane spurted out from the magic circle, blowing his desk to the corner of the wall.

"It feels pretty good." Aaron murmured, somewhat feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This is the first time he did not use real objects, but only used his own magic power to describe the magic circle. Although it took a little longer, it was successful anyway.

Usually, he improves his proficiency on paper, carefully controlling the input of magic power.

Each practice uses less than a little magic energy, so no matter what type of magic circle it is, it won't have any obvious effect.

But this time he increased the input of mana, and used about ten points of mana to summon a hurricane that could push the desk.

"If the input of magic energy is increased several times, this bedroom may be torn apart by the hurricane!" Aaron thought to himself, but he could also feel that the magic power of his elementary mage could be destroyed without any materials. Under the circumstances, this is the most he can do, and it will take him more time to describe the magic circle according to this standard.

If you want to increase the power of the magic circle on this basis, you can only use some special drawing materials.

"I don't know to what extent the wizard's blood can enhance the power." Aaron looked down at his palm, and this thought involuntarily appeared in his mind.

But in the next moment, he cleared this terrible thought from his mind. He wouldn't hurt himself for such a trivial matter. At worst, he would go back and ask the ancestors of Weihet.

Taking a step back, even if you really want to experiment with blood, you can't do it yourself. Other wizards...

That's not enough. Although he has a great desire for power, he knows that certain bottom lines must never be touched, because behind the bottom line is often an abyss.

Thinking of this, Aaron shivered violently, then took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

At this moment Abe ran up to him and took out a piece of bread and some oranges from his pocket.

"Thank you, I really need to replenish some energy." Aaron patted Abe's head, then suddenly realized something, and stared straight at this cute white pet.

He didn't dare to think about the blood of a wizard, but maybe he could try the blood of a pet.

Abe is a holy dragon, and it belongs to the dragon king among dragons. Its blood is much more valuable than that of wizards.

Seeing his master's eager eyes, Meng Chong couldn't help but shudder, and took a step back.

Seeing this, Aaron put it on the bed with some dumbfounding, and then asked it solemnly, "If your master and I are in trouble and need you to make a small sacrifice, would you be willing?"

Abbe nodded decisively without hesitation.

"Very good, can you lend me some of your blood?"

Abe was stunned for a moment, and it immediately figured out what Aaron wanted its blood to do with its online IQ.

It still didn't hesitate, but shook its head resolutely, and whispered, "No borrowing."

"You duplicitous dragon cub, isn't it just a little blood?

What is there to be reluctant about? "

"My baby dragon is only one year old, so I'm afraid of pain."

Hearing this, Aaron's face darkened.

Abe is definitely one year old, but he spent a lot of magic points on it, forcefully fed it to the level of a high-level magician, and transformed into a height of more than three meters, so he actually called it a baby.

"You really don't want to borrow it?"

Abe squatted on the bed, folded his front paws on his chest, and glanced to the side, "No."

"If I must!"

Abei was silent for two seconds, stretched out his right paw silently, and didn't speak, just looked at his master with tears in his eyes.

"Hiss!" Aaron gasped, and suddenly felt his heart was hit hard.

Who can bear this!It would be a sin to hurt such a lovely creature.

"I'm just joking, we won't."

Abe nodded aggrievedly, but quickly withdrew his claws.

"This acting..." Aaron smacked his lips, "Forget it, I won't think of you in the future."

Abe burst into laughter immediately, and a few crystal drops fell on the bed.

Aaron's eyes lit up. He heard that the tears of the phoenix can heal injuries, and the tears of the holy dragon might also have special effects.

"That... I don't want blood, but can tears?"