Chapter 73 This Invitation Came Unexpectedly

"Headmaster." Snape asked calmly, "Isn't it a good thing that students are excellent?"

"Of course it is a good thing." Dumbledore said without hesitation, "I am the headmaster, and I dream of having better students at Hogwarts.

But your student is a little too mature, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, and you, Professor Severus Snape.

Haha! To be honest, I am not surprised that he proposed such a luxurious lineup, and I even think it is natural.

After all, asking for a high price and paying it back on the spot, doing business is all about bargaining, as long as you can Achieving the psychological expectations of both parties is a win-win situation.

But he also specifically proposed not to notify everyone, which is a bit intriguing. "

"Isn't this quite normal?" Hagrid smiled while touching his beer belly, "Obviously, he doesn't want to trouble others."

"Maybe." Dumbledore touched his white beard, a wise light flashed in his eyes, and continued: "But it is also possible that he is on guard against something.

What do you think, Severus?"

Snape pondered for a while, his expression gradually became solemn, "You mean he knows..."

"Not necessarily, but he saw it with his own eyes He has seen the man in black robes, and he has seen him sucking unicorn blood to stay alive.

With his intelligence, he can't help but guess something, for example, how did this man in black robes sneak into Hogwarts?

What is the purpose of entering Hogwarts?

Are there other people in the school colluding with him, etc. "

"Not really!

Aaron..." Hagrid paused and continued, "He is just a first-year wizard, how could he think so much. "

"Hahaha! Hagrid, you can't deny that there are indeed a few geniuses in the world.

They are different , outstanding, better at thinking than others, with a unique vision.

Now one thing can be confirmed, except you, me, and the deans of the four colleges, the other faculty members are on his list of suspicion. "Dumbledore chuckled and shook his head, "I guess he is now proud of the successful transaction just now!

But this little trick can't be hidden from my eyes. Using the power of temporarily calling two professors to cut off Voldemort's other way to resurrect is really a big profit. "

Snape's mouth twitched, and he understood why Aaron was so calm when he left just now.

This is a confrontation between the old fox and the young fox, and neither of them is a good person.

"Severus." Dumbledore suddenly said, "You must guide this student well. Don't let him follow the old path of that person, otherwise it will be another disaster."

Hearing this, Snape's expression suddenly became a little ferocious, "Do you mean you want me to monitor him?"

Dumbledore noticed this change in expression and sighed, "Not monitoring, but paying as much attention as possible.

I once neglected the education of a student, which led to a series of tragedies later, which made me regret for the rest of my life.

If I can, I hope..."

"Enough, Professor Dumbledore." Snape interrupted him angrily, "Aaron Gaius is my student, and his future path is determined by He makes his own choice, I won't deliberately guide him.

Besides, I'm not you, and he won't be Voldemort. "

"Calm down, calm down, Snape.

That's not what I meant, don't misunderstand me."

"Huh!" Snape suppressed his anger, "I lost my temper, Headmaster.

If there's nothing else, I'll leave first, goodbye."

After Snape left, Hagrid said, "I've never seen Snape so angry, what did you want to say just now?"

"Nothing." Dumbledore shrugged, "I just hope Aaron can transfer to Gryffindor College, but it seems that it may be difficult."

......

Slytherin common room.

Aaron lay on the bed in the dormitory, stroking the silly and cute Holy Dragon while paying attention to his personal panel.

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic power: 1126 (senior magician, barely able to stand on his own, but still insignificant)]

[Talent: rare in a century (can be improved, magic power increases by 2 points every day)]

[Items: Moon Drop, Blessing Potion, Invisibility Potion]

[Magic points: 778 (Hogwarts sign-in, increase by 10 points a day)]

"Sure enough, it's gone!"

Aaron saw the resurrection potion that had disappeared from the item column. Although he was prepared, he still felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost a particularly important sense of security.

Then he opened Abe's attribute panel again.

[Pet: Abe]

[Race: Dragon (Saint: Unawakened)]

[Magic power: 496 (increases a little every day, although the potential is endless, but it is abnormally weak now.)]

[Talent ability: flying, ??? ? ]

There are still four days left before the first evolution of the Holy Dragon, which is the only thing he is looking forward to at the moment.

Although Abei needs a period of "investment" to awaken other talents and skills, its size will definitely grow.

It doesn't need to grow to more than 10 or 20 meters like other dragons, but it should at least grow to the stage of a centaur. This is the first step in evolving from a pet to a battle pet.

"System, can you tell me how big Abei can grow in the next stage?" Aaron asked nervously.

"One meter."

Click! Click!

Aaron blinked, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What's the use of one meter? It's not even as tall as me!

I thought it would be able to carry me after this time. I was too naive."

"Host, don't think so.

It takes time for a holy dragon to evolve."

"Time? It's capital, right?" Aaron said disdainfully. "With the growth rate of my magic points, it seems that it will take a long time to feed it into a giant dragon!"

"But the reward is worth it." The system said seriously, "Although the size of the holy dragon has not increased much, its strength, speed, defense, vitality, flight speed and other attributes will be improved to a certain extent.

And... it's not impossible for the host to experience the feeling of flying."

"Oh?" Aaron was no longer sleepy. Could there be a turnaround?

"It can't carry you to fly, but it can still carry you to fly."

Hearing this, a picture appeared in Aaron's mind.

He floated in the sky, with a pair of white sacred wings behind him, overlooking all living things like an angel.

But when he turned around, there was a silly and cute creature hanging behind him. It reluctantly turned its head away, and his status plummeted instantly, becoming particularly funny.

"Hiss! Forget it." Aaron shuddered, "I will never play like this unless I have to save my life in the future."

"By the way, will there be any strange phenomena when it evolves?

I remember it was still very magical when it was born."

"No!" The system directly poured a basin of cold water, "Birth and growth are two different things.

Birth is the birth of a new life, but growth is natural. It's just that the host can speed up this process, but please don't imagine too much."

"Is that so?" Aaron was a little disappointed. He originally planned to let Abe complete the evolution in the Forbidden Forest, but now it seems that this step has been skipped.

But this may not be a bad thing. To go to the Forbidden Forest, you have to pass Hagrid's level first.

He has offended himself severely in the past two days, and he is guilty. He probably agrees to this request.

But given the character of this giant, he might not be able to hold back and go to the principal's office to report Abe as soon as he finishes his evolution.

Who knows if Dumbledore will want to keep Abe for a while at that time.

But if he sneaks into the Forbidden Forest without Hagrid, the danger will soar.

The magical animals and dark creatures in the Forbidden Forest will give Hagrid face, but not others.

With his small body, he can still protect himself on the periphery, but once he goes deep, if he enters the nest of a magical animal, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

......

The next day.

Aaron sat up from the bed, stretched his body, and was full of energy.

Although there were many troubles in the past few days, he knew that all of this was over.

The dangerous confinement, the blood-drinking Voldemort, the unfathomable Dumbledore, and the bored Rubeus Hagrid would not bother him anymore, as long as he studied honestly in class.

At least before Voldemort stole the Philosopher's Stone, he could still develop for a while.

However, things were not as good as he thought. One class told him that he was wrong, and he was a little wrong.

Professor Quirrell was the substitute for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Aaron thought he was a good student, but he didn't listen to a word of this class.

Professor Quirrell, the object of Voldemort's possession, would look at him every few minutes, with a particularly pale smile on his face, which made him particularly flustered.

But in order to avoid revealing flaws, causing Quirrell to break the jar and even kill people to silence them, he had to pretend to listen to the class seriously, and from time to time he gave a kind smile to the teacher who had been paying attention to him, and his facial expression was a little stiff.

After class, Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Abe and prepared to leave.

"Wait, wait, wait." Quirrell stammered, "Mr. Gaius, can you, can you wait a moment?

I, have, something I want to talk to you about, just go to my office."

Aaron:......