Chapter 487: The father’s debt must be paid by the son? Sixteen Foot Giant (1/2)

Chapter 487: Father's debt repaid by son? sixteen foot giant

"Prophecy?" A string of question marks flew above Harry's head, "Isn't it a weapon?"

"Weapons?" Aaron laughed dumbly, "You really have a rich imagination. For wizards who are accustomed to using wands, a powerful wand is the best weapon.

The Department of Mysteries would not treat wands as contraband, otherwise my uncle's wand shop would have closed down long ago. "

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth and said with an awkward smile: "I thought Voldemort was looking for a powerful weapon, just like your gun."

"What gun?" Ron asked curiously.

Aaron glared at Harry fiercely and had no intention of hiding it. After all, the trump card was no longer a trump card if it was exposed.

"A weapon passed down from an ancestor of the Gaius family. It is considered a proud work of life."

"Is that... the kind of gun I understand?" Hermione asked with a strange expression, "A Muggle thermal weapon?"

Aaron nodded, then stretched out his right hand, a red magic circle appeared in mid-air, and he took out a flintlock pistol.

Hermione and Ron looked at this exquisite pistol with something strange in their eyes. This was the first time they had seen such a beautiful gun.

Harry couldn't help but swallowed. He had seen the power of this gun with his own eyes. Even his strongest magic could not compare with it.

"Is this a weapon?" Ron said in disbelief, "I believe it even if you say it is a work of art."

"This is indeed a weapon." Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "It's just a Muggle weapon."

"The name of this gun is Higanbana." Aaron proudly introduced, "Every part of it is made of rare materials and is the product of a combination of alchemy, runes and magic circles.

Its basic statistics are stronger than ordinary firearms, but its power will be further enhanced if it is infused with magic power.

The more magic power is injected, the stronger the power will be. On this basis, coupled with special bullets, even fire dragons can effectively damage it.

The most important thing is that only its approved owner, which is me, can use it. "

"Can I take a look?" Ron looked at Aaron expectantly.

"No, this is a personal item." Aaron refused flatly, and put the flower back into his dressing room.

"But why is Voldemort looking for a prophecy?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Wouldn't it be nice to find a powerful wand if you have the time?"

"You can't say that. In some aspects, the value of prophecy is far beyond your imagination." Aaron said very seriously, "I will give you a simple example. If the prophecy ball records a powerful weapon, position, whoever gets it will have invincible power.”

The three of them exchanged glances and finally understood why Voldemort went to the Department of Mysteries.

"We have to find a way to notify Dumbledore." Harry said seriously.

"Do you think he doesn't know?" Aaron asked, "Where was Mr. Weasley injured?"

"But even if Dumbledore arranges for protection, it's not that safe. If we can get the prophecy first..."

"You are almost as worried as Dumbledore." Aaron waved his hand impatiently, "Don't underestimate our principal. If you can consider it, why can't he?"

"That's right." Hermione nodded in agreement, "Harry, don't think so much now, what you should do is learn Occlumency well."

Aaron shrugged, then helped Harry sit on the chair.

"Second training, are you ready?"

"I..."

"Ingest divine thoughts."

Harry started shouting again, and everything in front of him disappeared in an instant.

Professor Snape taught him Occlumency but left because of something else... He lay in Snape's pensieve to look at the wandering memories... His father, Sirius, hung Snape upside down in the air For fun, the Gryffindor prefect Remus Lupine, who was supposed to stop him, sat silently next to him...

"No, you can't watch this."

Harry fell again. He knelt on the ground in pain and whispered plaintively: "How can you look at this?"

"Haha! Harry, do you think you are qualified to say such things to me?"

Harry was speechless. As a person who peeked into other people's memories, he really had no right to accuse others.

"I finally understand why Professor Snape dislikes you so much." Aaron smacked his lips meaningfully. "A father's debt is paid by his son. The grievances you suffered in Potions class are really not unjust."

Harry smiled bitterly, "I only figured it out recently."

"So you went to Sirius just to find out who your father was?"

Harry nodded unequivocally, "Sirius and Professor Lupin both spoke very well of him. It was just that they were not sensible when they were young..."

"Haha! What a good reason.

A child who is ignorant can confidently hurt other people? "

"Sirius and Lupine also regretted it very much." Harry said guiltily, "They both admitted that they had done something wrong at the time."

"But they never apologized." Aaron lamented. "No wonder the first thing Professor Snape did after meeting Sirius two years ago was to capture him in Azkaban.

But these are their private matters and have nothing to do with me. "

"What did they do?" Ron asked curiously, "It seems to have something to do with Professor Snape?"

"You want to know?" Aaron looked at him with a half-smile, "Believe me, after you find out about this, I will be the first to delete your memory."

Ron smiled angrily, "Pretend I didn't say it."

"Tch!" Aaron snorted softly, "Harry, you tried to resist just now, but it would be better to let go of your mind and emotions. It's best not to have too big mood swings."

"I tried hard."

“I can feel it, but your efforts are not enough.

This is Hogwarts, which can protect your brain to a certain extent, but after you leave here, the environmental obstacles no longer exist, and it will not be difficult for Voldemort to read your mind again. "

"You're saying Harry needs to learn Occlumency before the holidays?" Hermione asked.

"That's what I mean." Aaron tapped his wand, "Can you continue?"

"He needs to rest," Ron couldn't help but say.

"He has been resting for three minutes." Aaron said calmly, but when he met two pairs of angry eyes, he still sighed helplessly, "I shouldn't have let you two come here in the first place.

Take a ten-minute break and I'll look forward to your performance in ten minutes. "

Harry smiled awkwardly and lay on the chair to relax as much as possible.

Several more training sessions followed until they stopped just before curfew.

Aaron was not very satisfied with Harry's learning progress. There was almost no progress in one night, but that was the case with Occlumency. Unless Harry suddenly mastered the key, he could only improve step by step.

"I hope you don't have any more nightmares tonight."

"I hope so!" Harry said weakly, but he didn't have much confidence in this.

...

It’s the first weekend of May.

The final game of the Quidditch season officially begins, Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw.

Because George and Fred dropped out of school, Gryffindor had to replace two batters and its strength was greatly reduced. But luckily Harry, the seeker, was still there and barely made it to the finals.

Logically speaking, the Gryffindor team's opponent should be the Slytherin team, but because most of the members of the investigation team were Slytherins, the students were so angry that they used some prank props on them.

This resulted in four of the seven players being unable to perform normally. Draco and the three of them alone could not turn the tide.

Aaron watched the game casually in the audience, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Harry showing mercy to Qiu Zhang when he was looking for the Golden Snitch.

"What are you laughing at?" Hermione frowned slightly.

"Nothing, I just thought of something interesting."

"The senior is probably laughing at Harry Potter." Siren interjected from the side, "He is indeed quite interesting. He knows that Gryffindor's goalkeeper is unreliable but he is still in the mood to have sex with Ravenclaw's Seeker. play games."

"Harry understands the importance, and the winner will definitely be Gryffindor.

And Ron will gradually improve, and he will definitely become a qualified goalkeeper. "

"Maybe! But if Harry Potter keeps playing like this, even if he wins, the score difference won't be much big."

Hermione:......

At this time, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of several people. Hagrid looked at Aaron and Hermione with some restraint, "There is something I want to talk to you about."

"now?"

"Yes, now." Hagrid nodded seriously, "While they are still competing."

"It seems very important!" Aaron stood up and realized that Hagrid was much more haggard than when he came back from the giant tribe. "What's wrong with you? Are you fighting a giant monster again?"

“It’s a little more serious than that.

Don't ask, come with me first. "

"All right!"

"What about me?" Xilin pointed to herself.

"Of course I'm watching your game honestly." A proud smile appeared on Hermione's lips, "Hagrid didn't call you."

"Senior, won't you say something for me?" Xilin said aggrievedly.

Aaron rolled his eyes, "I don't like to cause trouble for others, so... you should just watch the game!"

Siren snorted, glared at Aaron fiercely, then turned and left the audience.

"Sorry." Hagrid said guiltily, "You'd better explain it to your girlfriend later."

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and just as he was about to say something, Hermione explained for him, "That's not his girlfriend, she's just an admirer at most. She's someone in Slytherin, no, even in Hogwarts." Grab a handful of them.”

"Isn't it a little inappropriate to say that?" Aaron said with a strange expression.

"What I said is right!"

Hagrid took them to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, then took down a crossbow from a tree, "Come in quickly, before others notice."

The two looked at each other and followed closely behind Hagrid.

"Where are you taking us?" Hermione asked.

"You'll find out soon enough."

clatter! clatter! clatter!

There was a sound of horse hooves, and a group of horsemen galloped past not far away.

"I have never seen centaurs so angry." Hagrid said angrily, "They are usually very dangerous. If the Ministry of Magic continues to reduce the territory of centaurs, they will launch a full-scale riot."

"So...you brought us here because of these centaurs?" Aaron asked in surprise, "I'm sorry, I guess we can't be of much help."

"No, not centaurs." Hagrid shook his head contemptuously, "They will only make things more complicated."

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked confused.

"It means that the matter is more troublesome than the rioting centaurs." Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, "Are you sure we can handle it?"

Hagrid was noncommittal, with a hint of crying in his voice, "I didn't want to trouble you at first, but Dumbledore is gone, and I may be fired by them at any time. I have to entrust him to someone else before I leave."

"He?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, "Who are you talking about? A human or some kind of ferocious magical animal?"

Hagrid didn't answer, just sighed slightly and led the way.

They walked deeper and deeper into the Forbidden Forest, the trees on the road became denser and denser, and the light gradually became dim.

"Are you there yet?" Hermione walked through a thorn bush and had many scratches on her arms.

"I still have to walk a little further. You have to follow me closely and don't fall behind."

After dozens of minutes, they entered the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid's speed slowed down.

In the dim light, Hermione could only see a huge black shadow in front of her, but Aaron, who had extraordinary eyesight, could clearly see the true face of the black shadow.

"Ha! Hagrid, this joke is really not funny."

Hagrid nodded, with obvious uneasiness and sadness on his face.

“I know, but I really have no other choice.

Umbridge has been trying to get rid of me, and she blames me for anything to do with magical beasts. "

"She can indeed do this, but he..." Aaron pointed to the black shadow, "You can't even control him, right? Are you sure we can?"

"He already understands some rules." Hagrid said anxiously, "And I can't leave him behind. He only has me."

Aaron sighed helplessly, "Even if you say so..."

"Please," Hagrid choked, "As long as you take the time to talk to him, so that he doesn't feel lonely."

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked confused.

"You'd better be mentally prepared." Aaron took out his wand and flicked it.

A ball of white light flew out from the tip of the wand and stopped above the black shadow.

Under the illumination of the white light, Hermione finally saw clearly what the black shadow was. She couldn't help but turn pale and took a few steps back. Fortunately, Aaron was supporting her, otherwise she could fall to the ground.

I saw a huge fence wall surrounded by many tree trunks and branches on a bare piece of land, and inside the wall was a giant about sixteen feet tall.

The giant lay motionless on the ground, seeming to be asleep, breathing very rhythmically.