A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Aaron walked up to the podium with a newspaper in his hand, then enlarged the illustrations and hung them on the blackboard.

"I'm sure everyone knows about the news from a while ago."

The escape of ten Death Eaters speaks volumes: the Mystic's power has increased significantly, but... he gained more than just ten powerful and loyal followers. Aaron paused, then pointed his wand at the Dementors in the illustration, continuing in a serious tone, "...they too, the Dementors of Azkaban."

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion erupted below. Harry and the others seemed to have realized something, and their expressions turned particularly grim.

“You’re not kidding, are you?” Zacharias asked suspiciously. “Aren’t Dementors always under the control of the Ministry of Magic?”

"Always?" Aaron shook his head dismissively. "That's not quite accurate, because the Dementors served the Dark Lord before he lost power."

Dumbledore had previously warned Fudge that the Dementors would side with Vader, but he was confident, for the same reason you just mentioned: the Dementors were always under the Ministry of Magic's control.

Zacharias opened his mouth, but no words came out.

“So, here’s the bad news: Dementors might be your future adversaries,” Aaron said nonchalantly. “But here’s the good news: in the next few lessons I’ll teach you spells to fight Dementors.”

"A Guardian Charm!" George and Freyser exclaimed excitedly.

“That’s right. I believe many of you can master this spell, but whether you can use it when a crisis comes is another matter.”

Snapped!

Aaron snapped his fingers, and a lifelike Dementor appeared before them.

Seeing this, Harry instinctively drew his wand. "Palmtops of Protection!"

A white light emerged from the tip of the wand, and a doe flew through the air, crashing straight into the Dementor.

However, the doe passed right through the Dementor's body, having no effect whatsoever.

"Calm down, this is just a simple illusion," Aaron said with some pride. "I don't have any real Dementors to spar with you."

"It's so realistic!" Harry said awkwardly as he deactivated his Patronus.

"That's because you're too weak right now. People stronger than me can see through this illusion."

"Can we learn it?" Fred and George's eyes lit up, and the others looked at Aaron with excitement, as if they had discovered a new continent.

They all knew that illusions had no offensive power, but now it seems they were naive. If used properly, this magic could be extremely valuable.

Facing the expectant gazes of the crowd, Aaron gave them a kind smile, "Of course not."

"I'm not trying to spoil the fun, but illusion magic is all about talent, and in some ways it's even more difficult than transfiguration."

To put it bluntly, you'd need to invest ten or even several decades to achieve anything, but the current situation won't give you that much time.

The crowd's enthusiasm was dampened, and they could only regretfully give up their interest in the illusion.

"Ahem! It seems you all have figured it out, so let's continue with our previous topic."

While the Patronus Charm can indeed repel Dementors, it doesn't mean that learning it guarantees safety.

"A single Dementor might be repelled with the Patronus Charm, but... what about a bunch of them!" Aaron chuckled meaningfully. One of the Dementors that had been floating beside him began to replicate, multiplying into hundreds in just a few seconds.

Countless dark shadows flew around the room, and many students couldn't help but swallow hard, even though they knew they were fake.

Snapped!

Aaron snapped his fingers again, and all the Dementors vanished, quickly dispelling the oppressive atmosphere in everyone's hearts.

"Everyone must remember this feeling; real Dementors are far more terrifying than this."

They can make you feel fear, cold, depravity, or even despair, while the prerequisite for casting the Guardian Charm is a happy mood and a positive mindset.

Because of the inherently negative nature of Dementors, some wizards who can use Patronus Charms don't even have the courage to raise their wands when facing them. These people died unjustly; I hope that day will never come for you.”

"However, there's no need to worry too much. The invisible guardian can repel one or two Dementors, while the powerful physical guardian can repel a whole group. Even the chaotic scene of demons just now can be handled."

"We have thirty students here. Even if only one of them can summon a physical guardian spirit in battle, it could turn the tide."

"Can you do it?" Luna asked, raising her hand.

“Of course I can,” Aaron said easily. “Not only can I do it, but some of you can do it too. In fact, the reason I taught you the Guardian Charm is so that you can do it.”

“No problem,” Luna said with a slight smile. “Can you teach us spells now?”

Aaron nodded, then patiently explained the incantation of the Guardian Angel Spell, the key points of casting the spell, and the importance of happy memories.

After confirming that everyone could pronounce the spell accurately, he handed the rest of the work over to the teaching assistant, Harry Potter, since that was his job.

It's estimated that Aaron's illusions severely affected everyone's mindset, as no one summoned a physical guardian until the end of get out of class. Even Luna, who performed the best, only managed to summon a few strands of silver thread.

"I'm so tired!" Aaron pretended to wipe non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead. Abe, who was squatting next to him, very considerately took back the notebook where Aaron was drawing magic circles and took out a bottle of juice from his pocket.

"You're tired, but I'm the one who's tired!" Harry said irritably, especially when he saw Aaron leisurely drinking his beverage, which made him even angrier.

Aaron only explained the incantation and theory; he was basically in charge of the rest of the training.

Each student had a different question, but he had to answer them all one by one and teach them step by step. Compared to that, Aaron had it so easy.

“Now you know you’re tired? I never imagined I’d be teaching so many people,” Aaron said. “Besides, if I didn’t teach, you’d have to take on all the teaching responsibilities. I don’t need to remind you of that, do I?”

"Ah this..."

Harry was speechless for a moment.

Aaron did indeed help a lot, and they were the ones who dragged him into it.

"Um... there's something I need to ask you," Hermione quickly changed the subject. "Do you know anything about Occlumency?"

"Hmm?" Aaron frowned slightly, feigning ignorance, "Why are you asking this?"

“Dumbledore had Snape teach me this spell,” Harry said bitterly. “It can prevent Voldemort from spying on my memories.”

“Hogwarts Castle is protected by magic, and Voldemort cannot cross that great distance to invade your brain.”

“Normally that’s how it is, but…” Harry hesitated for a few seconds before finally mustering his courage, “but you know, there’s some kind of connection between him and me.”

"The blood of your enemy, to bring your foe back to life?" Aaron said meaningfully.

Harry shuddered as he recalled the scene of Boulder's resurrection, and nodded in agreement. "I went to his office every Monday night to learn Occlumency, but it wasn't very effective."

I even felt my condition was getting worse. After learning Occlumency, my scars would often ache intensely, and I could even sense Voldemort's thoughts and emotions more clearly.

"Oh!" Aaron suddenly realized, "You want to ask me if learning Occlumency will make your brain more sensitive? Or is this a normal phenomenon?"

"Yes."

"You doubt that Professor Snape taught you properly?" Aaron looked at him with a half-smile.

“I…no, I didn’t suspect anything,” Harry stammered, his voice sounding somewhat insincere. “I’m just a little worried. After all, I haven’t learned Occlumency in all this time, and this magic isn’t helping me at all right now. On the contrary, Snape often goes into my head to look at some…memories.”

"Does Professor Snape's use of mind-stealing to spy on your personal privacy make you uncomfortable?"

“This is not a happy thing,” Harry said bitterly.

"Hehe!" Aaron patted him on the shoulder. "I understand how you feel, but I can also tell you that Professor Snape's training methods are not problematic."

It's normal that you can't accept it, but this is the fastest way to see results. The more times you get hit, the more you'll naturally know how to defend yourself. The same principle applies to the Occupational Surgery.

Besides, having Professor Snape spy on my memories is better than having my mind controlled by Voldemort!

Harry:......

Perhaps because the Ministry of Magic blamed Sirius for the Death Eaters' escape, Harry and his friends finally couldn't take it anymore and met with a reporter at the Three Broomsticks pub in Hogsmeade to reveal part of the truth about what happened last June.

It's worth mentioning that the reporter was Rita Skeeter, a former reporter for The Daily Prophet. She originally didn't want to help, not only because there was no payment, but also because it was easy to offend people.

But Hermione had caught her illegally possessing Animagus, so if she didn't help, she'd have to go to Azkaban for a pure hellish experience.

The article was officially published in the newspaper in March.

However, since the Daily Prophet was controlled by the Ministry of Magic, they could only choose The Quibbler, which was less famous and of lower quality.

That day, a huge notice was urgently posted on the school's bulletin board. Not only the bulletin board, but almost every corridor and even every classroom could see the same notice.

Hogwarts Senior Investigator Order

Any student found carrying the magazine "Sing the Divergent" will be expelled immediately.

The above regulations comply with Education Order No. 27.

sign:

Senior Investigator

Dolores Umbridge

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Slytherin common room.

Aaron looked at the notice on the bulletin board and shook his head speechlessly. "Looks like our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has nothing better to do."

It's one thing if she doesn't teach anything in class, but she even interferes with what magazines her students read.

“It is quite boring.” Draco nodded in deep agreement. “But The Quibbler is really not good. My dad won’t let me read it. He said it’s full of nonsense. You can find things in it that nobody in the entire wizarding world cares about.”

"Uh... it's best not to say this in front of Luna."

Her father seems to be the editor-in-chief of "Singing the Quibbles."

Draco's lips twitched slightly, and he said somewhat speechlessly, "I'm absolutely telling the truth. 'The Quibbler' is truly worthless."

"Young Master, something terrible has happened!"

Crabbe and Gore came running up, panting, their faces pale, each holding a newspaper.

“I’m not dead yet, what big thing could happen?” Draco said irritably, then looked at the newspapers in their hands. “The Quibbler, didn’t Umbridge forbid us from reading that stuff?”

Aaron chuckled. "The notices are posted everywhere. It's obvious they're trying to hide something. If there hadn't been some unfavorable content about her in 'Singing the Quibbles,' she wouldn't have done this."

“That makes sense,” Draco said belatedly. “Give me the newspaper; I want to see what it says.”

Crabbe and Goyle exchanged a glance and instinctively clenched their newspapers tighter.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"Uh... young master, you need to be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, Draco frowned in confusion, a sense of foreboding suddenly rising in his heart.

He quickly snatched the newspaper from Crabbe's hand, but after just a quick glance, his expression changed to the same as Crabbe's and Goyle's, followed by immense anger.

"How dare he? How could he dare?"

“It seems this newspaper is not only bad for Umbridge, but also for Malfoy,” Aaron said, then took the second newspaper from Goyle’s hand. “Potter accuses… Potter points out that there are Death Eaters among us… The survivor of the Man of Void attack, fifteen-year-old Harry Potter, accuses a promising figure in the wizarding world of being a Death Eater.”