A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

“Deduct fifty points from each person,” Professor McGonagall said calmly.

“Everyone…” Ron was stunned. He and Harry exchanged a glance, as if they could see the enormous debt they were carrying on their shoulders.

Draco looked at the three of them with a victorious smile, feeling incredibly happy.

"why are you laughing?

"Everyone I'm referring to includes you and Aaron."

Draco's smile vanished instantly. "I'm sorry, Professor, I must have misheard you."

You mean we also have to lose fifty points?

"Yes, you also violated school rules. This is to ensure that you don't do it again in the future."

"But this..."

“No need to explain, Draco.” Aaron gently patted Abbe, whom he was holding. “I’ve paid off your fifty points for you. It’s only a hundred. You can still manage it by the end of the semester.”

“This isn’t about the grades, it’s unfair,” Draco said unhappily. “I have no problem with Professor McGonagall punishing us, but why should we be punished the same as them? I’m not having it.”

The three of them suffered no losses other than the same punishment as us, but Abe almost got hurt, that was...

"Enough, that's enough," Aaron interrupted him loudly.

Professor McGonagall paused for a moment, as if she understood something, and turned to look at Aaron. "It... is it alright?"

"It's nothing, I was just a little frightened."

"Scared? Are you sure it's just scared?"

“Yes, I’m sure.” Aaron’s attitude was firm.

Professor McGonagall turned to Draco and said, "If you don't explain for him, you might lose fewer points."

"No, thank you." Draco shook his head. "Let's just consider this our bad luck!"

"Ho ho!"

"Filch, please keep an eye on them for now. I'm going to find Hagrid to get some information," Professor McGonagall said meaningfully. "If you won't tell, someone else will."

Hagrid is an honest man; he doesn't lie.

Seeing Professor McGonagall walk towards the hut, Harry and his two friends panicked.

There's a fire dragon inside the hut. If it gets discovered, Hagrid will probably be heartbroken.

“Wait, Professor McGonagall, let me explain!” Harry quickly stopped her.

He didn't really know what to say, but stopping Professor McGonagall was the priority. As for what to do next, he'd just have to improvise.

"Then you say it and I listen."

“I… this… it’s like this…” Harry stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Professor McGonagall could see through his perfunctory attitude and sighed helplessly, "I'd better go find Hagrid!"

This time, no one blocked their way, because they all knew that Professor McGonagall wouldn't give up until she got to the bottom of things.

"Aaron, is this... alright?" Draco was a little worried. He didn't care if Norber was discovered, but it couldn't be discovered today.

What if they get implicated and Abe's identity is exposed?

Hagrid and his team signed a confidentiality agreement, but in his view, that piece of paper had no binding force whatsoever, let alone at this critical juncture.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine," Aaron said calmly. "Everyone understands the principle of 'it's better to avoid trouble.' Hagrid may be simple-minded, but he's not stupid, and he's no exception."

"hope so!"

Soon, Professor McGonagall's roar echoed from the cabin, "How could you keep a dragon in the school?"

How dare you, Hagrid?

"He keeps dragons?" Filch exclaimed in surprise. "I know he likes all sorts of magical creatures, but aren't dragons a bit too much?"

“We just found out too,” Aaron said. “Nobody expected Hagrid to be so audacious.”

Professor McGonagall came out of the cabin, let out a long sigh, and walked up to the group.

"What punishment will Hagrid receive?" Harry asked anxiously.

"He'll definitely get fired," Draco said gloatingly.

"Expulsion is out of the question. Fortunately, the dragon has just hatched and doesn't pose a threat to the school's safety. If it were any bigger, no amount of pleading would have helped."

"But he definitely can't keep it anymore. I'll discuss it with Dumbledore and see where it would be suitable to send it." Professor McGonagall said wearily, "Aaron, Abel... is it really alright?"

I hope you will tell the truth and not have any reservations.

"It's really nothing."

Abe is someone I watched grow up; he's one of my few family members, and I won't let him suffer any injustice.

It's a shame that the clothes my mother specially prepared for it before the start of the school year were burned by the dragon flames.

Abe also showed a pitiful expression at the right time, stretched his two paws to the top of his head, and pulled out a hat with burn marks from dragon breath from under the hat.

A layer of mist covered her large eyes, instantly filling Professor McGonagall with sympathy.

"I'm very sorry, Aaron."

As the headmaster of Gryffindor, I failed to keep a proper eye on them.

"Abbe was almost injured, and I also bear some responsibility." Professor McGonagall said earnestly, "I apologize to you here. It was my negligence. I didn't expect things to be so dangerous."

Detention is definitely unavoidable; it's a punishment for violating school rules. However, we can reduce the points deducted from your and Draco's scores accordingly. Draco will lose ten points, so you'll lose five!

Chapter 59 This year's Academy Cup is a sure thing.

“Professor, isn’t this a bit inappropriate?” Ron said hesitantly.

One second he was gloating, thinking that if they were going to be unlucky, they would all be unlucky together, but the next second the punishment for the two Slytherins was reduced by more than half.

This huge gap inevitably made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"How dare you say that? All of this was done by the three of you."

"I have never been as ashamed of the Gryffindor students as I am today," Professor McGonagall said angrily. "They stole Aaron's pet and almost hurt it."

If it weren't for the fact that they also violated school rules, you would bear full responsibility.

If you're not satisfied, I can inform your father, and I'm sure Mr. Arthur Weasley will seek justice for you.

“That’s not necessary.

Professor, the punishment you gave is reasonable.

"I accept it, and I accept it wholeheartedly," Ron said immediately, the words "from the heart" perfectly embodying his sentiment.

The Weasley family is harmonious and not very rule-bound. Although they are somewhat poor, they are undeniably very happy.

However, there is a small prerequisite: do not make mistakes, especially those that are difficult to talk about.

If his father, Arthur, finds out about tonight's events, he might get a scolding, but that's about it, since the school has already punished him.

But if his mother, Molly, found out, he would probably get at least five scoldings, and he would have to endure his mother's anger for a long time to come, which would be quite unpleasant.

"Hmph! Filch, these kids are in your hands now."

Handle matters officially and in accordance with the law.

“Understood, Professor McGonagall.” Filch chuckled, looking at the group with a sinister gaze. “From now on, you’d better think twice before breaking school rules.”

However, you should be thankful that the current methods of punishment are completely different from those of the past.

"Professor McGonagall, could you let me take Abe back before putting him in solitary confinement?"

It needs a good rest.

“Of course, that’s to be expected.” Professor McGonagall looked at Abbe with some pity. It was hard to imagine how such a harmless and adorable little guy could face a fire dragon. It must have been terrified.

"Your punishment will be scheduled for tomorrow night, at 11 p.m. Mr. Filch will be waiting for you in the lobby."

Before that, you can take a good day off and think about how to explain things to your respective colleges.

After saying this, Professor McGonagall glanced at the three Gryffindors with disappointment, then left without looking back.

“Let’s go too!” Aaron sighed, picked up Abe, and walked towards the castle.

Hermione opened her mouth, but hesitated and didn't say anything.

See you tomorrow, everyone.

Fifteen points versus one hundred and fifty points—a tenfold difference.

Tsk tsk tsk! I can already picture you all reduced to rats crossing the street.

The three of them gritted their teeth and were furious at Draco's gloating expression, but at the same time they felt uneasy.

Slytherin's scores are far ahead, with Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff lagging far behind, but Gryffindor may still have a chance to catch up.

But what they did tonight completely extinguished that slim chance.

......

Back in the dormitory, Aaron sat on the bed, placed Abe opposite him, and looked serious.

"It's okay that we were exposed this time, but we should learn from this experience."

If you've been wronged, come back and tell me. I'll stand up for you, but don't resort to violence again, understand?

Abe nodded repeatedly, then took off his coat, revealing his charred clothes underneath.

"Sigh! Let's change it first!"

I know you're reluctant, but life goes on.

Abe put down his clothes and then reached into the front pocket of the clothes to rummage for things: candy, chocolate, lollipops, bread, apples, and a few pieces of jerky.

What's even more outrageous is that there are more than a dozen Galleons and dozens of silver sikes inside, it's simply extravagant.

Half a minute later, Aaron glanced at the pile of coins, then at the pile of snacks on his bed that was twice the size of Abe's, and was speechless.

He casually picked up an apple, took a bite in front of the pet, and said, "It tastes good, confiscated."

Woo!