Chapter 395: Relatives of Warriors, Humanitarian Care
Creak!
The oak door suddenly opened.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Dumbledore walked in, and then looked at the two people standing in front of his Pensieve in surprise.
"Professor." Harry said in a panic, "I know I shouldn't touch your things, but the cabinet door is open. This is my first time seeing a Pensieve, so..."
"Curiosity is not a sin, but you should be cautious." Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "How do you know it's called a Pensieve?"
"Uh... I have one too." Aaron raised his hand.
"I see." Dumbledore said suddenly, "So before you fell into my mind, you had something to tell me, right?"
The two looked at each other, and Harry told Dumbledore about his dream in the Divination class.
"Aaron suspects that Mr. Crouch was controlled by Voldemort with the Imperius Curse, but he got rid of the mental control by his own will.
After escaping to Hogwarts, he might... In my dream, Voldemort said he was dead."
Hearing this, Dumbledore was silent for a long time, and said with emotion: "It seems that the investigation of the Ministry of Magic is doomed to end in vain."
"Fudge always likes to deceive himself. He thinks that Barty Crouch and Bertha Jorkins have mental problems and it is normal for them to disappear." Aaron did not hide his contempt for Fudge. "The Ministry of Magic can only find two bodies, or even the bodies."
"Professor." Harry Hesitantly said, "Do you think Voldemort has really become stronger?"
Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and nodded hesitantly, "All kinds of signs indicate that he is about to make a comeback, in a way I don't know, but there is no doubt that his strength is gradually recovering."
"There is something I should tell you." Aaron said meaningfully, "Professor Snape said some time ago that he lost some African snake bark and lacewings, these two are the materials for preparing Polyjuice Potion."
Dumbledore's eyes flashed with wisdom, and many doubts were answered at this moment. Voldemort's men hid in Hogwarts through Polyjuice Potion.
But more questions were put on the table, because in this way, except for a few people, everyone else is a suspect, even the first-year wizard is possible.
"Mr. Gaius, thank you for the information you provided. It's very helpful."
"You're welcome." Aaron waved his hand and continued, "Voldemort wants to kill Harry Potter. The third competition is the best opportunity."
"Don't worry about that. I will send Moody to check the maze continuously.
I believe you can understand his ability during this period. It's not foolproof, but it's not far off."
Hearing this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
At present, in Hogwarts, except for Dumbledore, only Professor Moody can give him enough sense of security.
"Okay, we should go." Aaron said, and walked towards the oak door.
Harry followed him. The moment he walked out of the principal's office, he seemed to think of something, "Sir, if it's convenient, please take care of Fawkes."
Dumbledore was a little confused, and then turned his head to look at the perched branch.
The next moment, he almost popped his eyes out. His Fawkes was simply unbearable.
"This...Aaron Gaius..." Dumbledore wanted to curse angrily, but he and a phoenix who had lost all hope in life were left in the principal's office.
Aaron and Abe, who were walking towards the common room, shuddered suddenly. One man and one dragon looked back at the principal's office in tacit understanding, as if they saw the whole building was wrapped in a layer of black anger, and they quickened their pace with a guilty conscience.
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It was June, and the third competition was getting closer.
Due to the Triwizard Tournament, this year's holiday time was postponed, and the exam time was also postponed.
Several participating warriors did not have to take the final exam, but the rest were rushing to review.
In addition to diligently signing in every day, Aaron practiced magic circles with the thought body, and occasionally exchanged ideas to increase combat experience and skills.
Hermione and Ron often helped Harry practice spells at school. Seeing this, Professor McGonagall gave them the right to use the Transfiguration classroom as a dedicated training room.
Harry also worked hard for this third project. He trained overtime every day and mastered several spells in a short period of time.
Although he was still not very proficient in using the Shield Charm, he was very good at using the Obstacle Charm, the Shattering Charm and the Stun Charm.
This made him more confident in the maze. Even if he couldn't beat the creatures inside, he was sure to escape.
The day before the competition, when the five warriors were in a tense state, the freshly published Daily Prophet was delivered to Hogwarts.
Aaron had developed a good habit of reading newspapers during this period, but he couldn't help but secretly smack his lips when he saw the headlines on it.
Harry Potter - upset and dangerous.
This newspaper describes Harry's performance in the Divination class in an extremely exaggerated way, and also adds some experts' comments to make a series of distorted explanations about the pain of the scar on his forehead.
The final conclusion is that Harry Potter is a dangerous boy who likes to delve into the dark arts and is prone to losing control.
It must be said that Rita Skeeter's timing of publishing the work is really accurate. The newspaper will definitely sell well if such explosive news is released the day before the competition.
Harry was much calmer when he saw this newspaper. After all, he had been insulted several times, and his psychological quality should be improved.
"Compared to the previous two times, this time is good. At least I didn't cry alone in the dark."
"How did Rita Skeeter know that your scar hurt during the Divination class?" Hermione asked puzzledly, "She couldn't be there during the class!"
"Who knows? She might have been eavesdropping outside." Ron said, "Her professional ethics is simply negative. She is definitely capable of doing such a thing."
"But the Divination classroom is on the top floor of the North Building!" Hermione frowned, "To eavesdrop, she has to climb to the top floor window. Isn't this too risky?"
"Just be able to fly." Aaron said suddenly "Unless she also has an invisibility cloak, there is only one possibility.
But Dumbledore does not allow her to enter Hogwarts Castle casually, so the flying broom can be ruled out."
Hermione was stunned for a while, and then seemed to think of something, and her pupils widened a little, "You mean? This is impossible?
This is illegal, if caught..."
"Isn't it okay if she is not caught? Obviously she is very confident in herself." Aaron smiled meaningfully, "She can fly, won't attract attention, and shouldn't be very big, what do you think?"
"That's right, I will definitely catch her." Hermione said excitedly.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, confused, "What are you talking about?"
"A major discovery, he said Rita Skeeter is..."
"I didn't say anything." Aaron interrupted, "I just don't like her.
To be honest, the content of the newspaper is indeed quite interesting, but the quality has declined greatly. Sometimes I feel that reading the newspaper is a waste of time."
"This situation will change soon, I promise." Hermione said confidently, then grabbed her schoolbag and left the hall.
"Where did she go?" Harry asked puzzled.
"How do I know?"
"The warriors will gather in the conference room next to the hall after dinner." Professor McGonagall walked over and said.
"Isn't the game tomorrow afternoon?" Aaron asked, "Or are there any instructions?"
"The relatives of the warriors will be invited to watch the game. You can meet them first." Professor McGonagall left after saying that, leaving Harry and Aaron looking at each other.
"Relatives?" Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly. "I don't think my parents will come to watch this kind of game. It's probably Jeans who will come."
"The Dursleys will definitely not come." Harry murmured.
"It's not a bad thing for you."
"That's true." Harry smiled far-fetchedly. If the Dursleys came, he would feel uncomfortable.
After breakfast, Aaron picked up Abe and walked towards the conference room. Fleur Delacour, Cedric Diggory, and Viktor Krum also stood up from their respective long tables and followed.
Harry sat alone in his seat. He felt that there was no need for him to go, because his family would definitely not come. He couldn't ask Sirius to come!
After passing through several gates, the four warriors came to the conference room.
As Aaron expected, it was his butler who came, but in addition to Jeans, there was also Adrian.
The other three talked and laughed with their parents. Fleur's parents also brought her sister Gabrielle.
"Master, I personally suggest you go and call Harry Potter."
"Oh?" Aaron became interested, "Are Harry Potter's Muggle relatives willing to come?"
"No, but..." Genes pointed to a man sitting in the corner eating, "Miss Adrian invited him, in a sense he is also Harry's relative."
"Professor Lupin!" Aaron's mouth corners slightly raised, "It's really hard for you to invite him."
"After all, he is a referee, and humanitarian care still needs to be there." Adrian explained, "I was planning to ask Weasley to come over, but Mrs. Weasley seems to have discovered the large investment that Leon gave to George and Fred. She is not optimistic about the toy store of the twins, and Mr. Weasley is trying to persuade her with kind words."
"I see." Aaron nodded and walked slowly to Professor Lupin, "Long time no see, Professor."
"Long time no see, Mr. Gaius." Lupin said while eating, "Thank you very much for your sister inviting me here. She is really a very good person.
She provided me with a batch of wolfsbane potion, which is enough for me to use for one or two years.
In addition, she also gave me a thousand gold galleons as an appearance fee. To be honest, I really couldn't refuse this kind of alternative charity.
Um... Can you help me call Harry? I haven't seen him for a long time. "
"Sure." Aaron nodded immediately, "But before that, don't you have to explain to me that the letter you wrote to Moody actually spread rumors that I can cast the Cruciatus Curse, which is a bit unfair!"
Lupin:......