Chapter 477 Death Eaters Escape, The Truth on "The Quibbler"
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Jing Shen Tian Si
The Christmas holiday is over, and the fifth-grade wizards have entered the busy schoolwork again.
Umbridge assigned them a lot of homework, which made da's courses very difficult to arrange.
In particular, Harry had to go to Professor Snape's office every Monday night to take 'Potions' lessons. Without this teaching assistant, Aaron would feel very tired, so he resolutely gave up and put the class on Monday.
Other than Harry being relatively injured, everything seemed to be on track.
However, such unsatisfactory days did not last long, and was broken by a "Daily Prophet".
Azkaban mass escape occurs.
Just looking at the title, Aaron couldn't help but take a deep breath.
His first thought was that Voldemort's diehard loyalists had returned to him, and with this elite group of Death Eaters, it would be easier for Voldemort to do what he wanted to do.
But there was contempt in his eyes when he saw the next sentence, "The Ministry of Magic is concerned that Black is the caller for the 'Death Eaters'.
Tsk!It's really funny, it's the biggest joke in the world, Secretary Connelly really did a good job! "
"Senior." Sirin walked over and asked a little cautiously, "When will we start training?"
"Are you under pressure?" Aaron asked meaningfully.
"Forget it! The wizarding world is not peaceful now, and Hogwarts will not always be safe."
"I'm very pleased with your realization." Aaron looked at the illustrations in the newspaper. In addition to ten felons who escaped from prison, there were also Azkaban that was severely damaged and dementors flying wantonly over the prison.
"Others must think the same way. It is estimated that everyone will work very hard in the next training."
Aaron nodded noncommittally. The students are motivated, and he, as a teacher, can relax a bit.
A few days later, da members gathered at the Room of Requirement.
Aaron walked up to the podium with a newspaper, and then enlarged the illustration on it and hung it on the blackboard.
"Presumably everyone knows the news some time ago.
It is self-evident that ten Death Eaters have escaped from prison, and the power of the mysterious man has been further strengthened, but... what he got is not just ten powerful and loyal subordinates. Aaron paused, then pointed his wand at the dementor in the illustration, and continued to speak in a serious tone, "And they, the dementors of Azkaban. "
As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar below, Harry and the others seemed to have thought of something, and their faces became particularly ugly.
"You're not kidding!" Zacharias asked suspiciously, "Haven't the dementors been under the control of the Ministry of Magic?"
"Always?" Aaron shook his head disdainfully, "This is not very strict, because the dementors served the Dark Lord before he lost power.
Dumbledore had also warned Fudge before that the dementors would fall to You-Know-Who, but he was confident about it for the same reason as you just said: the dementors have always been under the control of the Ministry of Magic. "
Zacharias opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
"So, bad news, dementors may be your future opponents." Aaron said nonchalantly, "There is also good news, I will teach you how to fight against dementors in the next few lessons." curse."
"The Patronus Charm." George and Fraser said excitedly.
"Yes, I believe that many of you can master this spell, but whether you can use it when the crisis comes is another matter."
Snapped!
Aaron snapped his fingers, and a vivid dementor appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing this, Harry subconsciously drew out his wand, "Call God for protection!"
White light emerged from the tip of the wand, and a doe flew through the air and slammed straight into the dementor.
However, the doe went straight through the dementor's body, without any effect.
"Calm down, this is just a simple illusion." Aaron said with some pride, "I don't have real dementors for you to practice with."
"It's so realistic!" Harry lifted his Patronus with an unnatural expression.
"That's because you are too weak now. Those who are stronger than me can naturally see through this illusion."
"Can you learn?" Fred and George's eyes lit up, and the others looked at Aaron excitedly as if they had discovered the New World.
They all know that illusion has no offensive power, but now it seems that they are superficial. If this magic is used well, its practical value may not be so high.
Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Aaron gave them a kind smile, "Of course not."
"It's not that I'm spoiling the scenery. Illusion is all about talent, and it's even more difficult than transfiguration in some respects.
To put it bluntly, you have to invest more than ten years or even decades to make some achievements, but the problem is that the current situation will not give you so much time. "
Everyone's enthusiasm was splashed with cold water, and they could only regretfully give up their interest in illusion.
"Ahem! It seems that everyone has figured it out, so let's continue the topic just now.
It is true that the Patronus Charm can repel dementors, but this does not mean that learning the Patronus Charm will be safe.
A single Dementor might be able to fight it off with a Patronus Charm, but...a pack! "Aaron smiled meaningfully, and one dementor floating beside him also started the copy mode, and it became hundreds of them in just a few seconds.
Dense black shadows flew around the room, and many students couldn't help swallowing even though they knew they were fake.
Snapped!
Aaron snapped his fingers again, and all the dementors disappeared, and the depression in everyone's hearts quickly dissipated.
"Everyone must remember this feeling, the real dementor is much more terrifying than this.
They will make you feel fear, cold, depravity, and even despair, and the premise of casting the Patronus Charm is a happy mood and a positive attitude.
Because of the negative characteristics of dementors, some wizards who can use the Patronus Charm don't even have the courage to lift their wands. It is wrong for these people to die. I hope you will not have such a day. "
"But don't worry too much, the invisible Patronus can repel one or two dementors, and the powerful physical Patronus can repel a group, even the scene of a group of demons dancing around just now can be dealt with.
And we have thirty students here, even if only one can summon the physical patron saint in battle, the situation can be saved. "
"Can you do it?" Luna asked, raising her hand.
"Of course I can." Aaron said very easily, "Not only I can do it, but some of you must also be able to do it. I even taught you the Patronus Charm to make you do it."
"No problem." Luna smiled slightly, "Can you teach us the spell?"
Aaron nodded, and then patiently explained the incantations of the Patronus Charm, the essentials of casting them, and the importance of happy memories.
After making sure that everyone was able to pronounce the spell accurately, he handed over the rest of the work to the assistant teacher Harry Potter, after all, that's what he did.
Probably because the illusion created by Aaron seriously affected everyone's mentality. No one summoned the physical Patronus until the end of get out of class. Luna, who performed the best, only summoned a few silver filaments.
"I'm so tired!" Aaron pretended to wipe off the sweat that didn't exist on his head, and Abe, who was squatting beside him, took back his notebook describing the magic circle very sensiblely, and took it out of his pocket by the way. Take out a bottle of juice.
"You're tired, I'm the one who's tired!" Harry said angrily, especially when he saw Aaron drinking a drink comfortably.
Aaron also gave a spell and theory, and he was basically responsible for the rest of the training.
Every student's questions are different, but he has to answer them one by one, and then teach them hand in hand. Compared with Aaron, it is not too easy.
"Now I know I'm tired. I never thought I would teach so many people." Aaron said, "Besides, if I don't teach, you will have to take on all the teaching tasks. I don't need to remind you!"
"Ah this..."
Harry was momentarily speechless.
Aaron really helped, and they brought him down.
"That... I need to ask you something." Hermione changed the subject in time, "Do you know about Occlumency?"
"Huh?" Aaron frowned slightly, knowingly asked, "Why are you asking this?"
"Dumbledore asked Snape to teach me this magic." Harry said bitterly, "It will prevent Voldemort from prying into my memory."
"Hogwarts Castle is protected by magic. Voldemort has not yet been able to invade your brain from such a long distance."
"Normally, but..." Harry hesitated, and it took a few seconds for him to gather his courage. "But you know, there is a connection between me and him."
"Blood of the enemy, resurrect your enemy?" Aaron said meaningfully.
Harry couldn't help but shudder recalling the scene of Voldemort's resurrection, and nodded in disbelief, "I go to his office every Monday night to learn Occlumency, but it doesn't work very well.
I even felt that my condition was getting worse. After learning Occlumency, my scar often had severe pain. I could even feel 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 suspect that Professor Snape didn't teach you with his heart?" Aaron looked at him with a half-smile.
"I, no, I don't doubt it." Harry stammered, his voice somewhat insincere, "I'm just a little worried, after all, I haven't learned Occlumency for so long, and this magic doesn't help me at all, Instead Snape used to go into my brain to check some...memories."
"Professor Snape's use of Divine Sense to spy on your personal privacy, does this make you feel uncomfortable?"
"It's not a happy thing," Harry said bitterly.
"Hehe!" Aaron patted him on the shoulder, "I understand your feelings, but I can also tell you that Professor Snape's training method is fine.
It's normal that you can't accept it, but this is the most effective. The more times you are beaten, you will naturally know how to defend. This principle is the same for Occlumency.
Besides, it's better to be snooped on by Professor Snape than to be controlled by Voldemort! "
Harry: …
Perhaps because the Ministry of Magic blamed Sirius for the death eaters' jailbreak, Harry and the others finally couldn't bear it anymore, and made an appointment with a reporter at the Three Broomsticks bar in Hogsmeade to tell part of the truth about last June.
It is worth mentioning that this reporter is Rita Skeeter, a former reporter of the "Daily Prophet". Originally, she didn't want to help.
But who let Hermione catch her illegal Animagus, and if she doesn't help, she has to go to Azkaban to enjoy the pure prison wind package.
In March, the article was officially published in the newspaper.
However, the "Daily Prophet" is in the hands of the Ministry of Magic, and they can only choose "The Quibbler", which has a relatively ordinary reputation and quality.
On this day, a huge notice was urgently posted on the bulletin board of the school, not just the bulletin board, the same notice could be seen in almost every corridor and even every classroom.
Hogwarts High Inquisitor Order
Any student who carries the Quibbler magazine is immediately expelled.
The above regulations are in line with "No.20 No. [-] Education Order"
signature:
senior investigator
Dolores Umbridge
......
Slytherin common room.
Aaron looked at the notice on the bulletin board and shook his head speechlessly, "It seems that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is free.
It's fine if you don't teach anything in class, but she even cares about what magazines the students read. "
"It's pretty boring." Draco nodded approvingly, "But "The Quibbler" is really not that good, my dad won't let me read it, saying it's all messy stuff, can you Find things on it that no one cares about in the entire wizarding world."
"Uh...that's best not said in front of Luna.
Her father seems to be the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler. "
The corner of Draco's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly: "What I'm saying is absolutely the truth, "The Quibbler" really has no value at all."
"Master, something happened, something serious happened."
Crabbe and Goyle ran over panting, their faces pale, and a newspaper in their hands.
"I'm not dead yet, so what can happen?" Draco said angrily, and then looked at the newspaper in their hands, "The Quibbler, didn't Umbridge stop reading this?"
Aaron couldn't help laughing, "There are notices everywhere, and it's obvious that there is no silver 300 taels here. She wouldn't have done this if it wasn't for the unfavorable content in "The Quibbler."
"It seems to make sense." Draco belatedly said, "Give me the newspaper, I want to see what's written on it."
Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, subconsciously clenched the newspaper in their hands.
"What are you doing standing still?"
"Uh...Master, you have to be mentally prepared."
Hearing this, Draco frowned suspiciously, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
He quickly snatched the newspaper from Crabbe's hand, but after a brief glance, his face became the same as that of Crabbe and Goyle, but immediately followed by extremely angry.
"He actually, how dare he?"
"It seems that this newspaper is not only bad for Umbridge, but also bad for Malfoy." Aaron said, and then took the second newspaper from Goyle's hand, "Potter accused... Potter pointed out that among us The Death Eaters of ... a survivor of a You-Know-Who attack, 15-year-old Harry Potter accuses wizarding hopefuls of being Death Eaters."
Looking at these big and small titles, Aaron couldn't help but take a breath.
After a quick scan, he confirmed that there was nothing about himself on it, and then he suppressed the shock in his heart, and turned to look at the three people who were sitting on the sofa opposite, silent but full of anger.
"You three come with me."
Umbridge assigned them a lot of homework, which made da's courses very difficult to arrange.
In particular, Harry had to go to Professor Snape's office every Monday night to take 'Potions' lessons. Without this teaching assistant, Aaron would feel very tired, so he resolutely gave up and put the class on Monday.
Other than Harry being relatively injured, everything seemed to be on track.
However, such unsatisfactory days did not last long, and was broken by a "Daily Prophet".
Azkaban mass escape occurs.
Just looking at the title, Aaron couldn't help but take a deep breath.
His first thought was that Voldemort's diehard loyalists had returned to him, and with this elite group of Death Eaters, it would be easier for Voldemort to do what he wanted to do.
But there was contempt in his eyes when he saw the next sentence, "The Ministry of Magic is concerned that Black is the caller for the 'Death Eaters'.
Tsk!It's really funny, it's the biggest joke in the world, Secretary Connelly really did a good job! "
"Senior." Sirin walked over and asked a little cautiously, "When will we start training?"
"Are you under pressure?" Aaron asked meaningfully.
"Forget it! The wizarding world is not peaceful now, and Hogwarts will not always be safe."
"I'm very pleased with your realization." Aaron looked at the illustrations in the newspaper. In addition to ten felons who escaped from prison, there were also Azkaban that was severely damaged and dementors flying wantonly over the prison.
"Others must think the same way. It is estimated that everyone will work very hard in the next training."
Aaron nodded noncommittally. The students are motivated, and he, as a teacher, can relax a bit.
A few days later, da members gathered at the Room of Requirement.
Aaron walked up to the podium with a newspaper, and then enlarged the illustration on it and hung it on the blackboard.
"Presumably everyone knows the news some time ago.
It is self-evident that ten Death Eaters have escaped from prison, and the power of the mysterious man has been further strengthened, but... what he got is not just ten powerful and loyal subordinates. Aaron paused, then pointed his wand at the dementor in the illustration, and continued to speak in a serious tone, "And they, the dementors of Azkaban. "
As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar below, Harry and the others seemed to have thought of something, and their faces became particularly ugly.
"You're not kidding!" Zacharias asked suspiciously, "Haven't the dementors been under the control of the Ministry of Magic?"
"Always?" Aaron shook his head disdainfully, "This is not very strict, because the dementors served the Dark Lord before he lost power.
Dumbledore had also warned Fudge before that the dementors would fall to You-Know-Who, but he was confident about it for the same reason as you just said: the dementors have always been under the control of the Ministry of Magic. "
Zacharias opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
"So, bad news, dementors may be your future opponents." Aaron said nonchalantly, "There is also good news, I will teach you how to fight against dementors in the next few lessons." curse."
"The Patronus Charm." George and Fraser said excitedly.
"Yes, I believe that many of you can master this spell, but whether you can use it when the crisis comes is another matter."
Snapped!
Aaron snapped his fingers, and a vivid dementor appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing this, Harry subconsciously drew out his wand, "Call God for protection!"
White light emerged from the tip of the wand, and a doe flew through the air and slammed straight into the dementor.
However, the doe went straight through the dementor's body, without any effect.
"Calm down, this is just a simple illusion." Aaron said with some pride, "I don't have real dementors for you to practice with."
"It's so realistic!" Harry lifted his Patronus with an unnatural expression.
"That's because you are too weak now. Those who are stronger than me can naturally see through this illusion."
"Can you learn?" Fred and George's eyes lit up, and the others looked at Aaron excitedly as if they had discovered the New World.
They all know that illusion has no offensive power, but now it seems that they are superficial. If this magic is used well, its practical value may not be so high.
Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Aaron gave them a kind smile, "Of course not."
"It's not that I'm spoiling the scenery. Illusion is all about talent, and it's even more difficult than transfiguration in some respects.
To put it bluntly, you have to invest more than ten years or even decades to make some achievements, but the problem is that the current situation will not give you so much time. "
Everyone's enthusiasm was splashed with cold water, and they could only regretfully give up their interest in illusion.
"Ahem! It seems that everyone has figured it out, so let's continue the topic just now.
It is true that the Patronus Charm can repel dementors, but this does not mean that learning the Patronus Charm will be safe.
A single Dementor might be able to fight it off with a Patronus Charm, but...a pack! "Aaron smiled meaningfully, and one dementor floating beside him also started the copy mode, and it became hundreds of them in just a few seconds.
Dense black shadows flew around the room, and many students couldn't help swallowing even though they knew they were fake.
Snapped!
Aaron snapped his fingers again, and all the dementors disappeared, and the depression in everyone's hearts quickly dissipated.
"Everyone must remember this feeling, the real dementor is much more terrifying than this.
They will make you feel fear, cold, depravity, and even despair, and the premise of casting the Patronus Charm is a happy mood and a positive attitude.
Because of the negative characteristics of dementors, some wizards who can use the Patronus Charm don't even have the courage to lift their wands. It is wrong for these people to die. I hope you will not have such a day. "
"But don't worry too much, the invisible Patronus can repel one or two dementors, and the powerful physical Patronus can repel a group, even the scene of a group of demons dancing around just now can be dealt with.
And we have thirty students here, even if only one can summon the physical patron saint in battle, the situation can be saved. "
"Can you do it?" Luna asked, raising her hand.
"Of course I can." Aaron said very easily, "Not only I can do it, but some of you must also be able to do it. I even taught you the Patronus Charm to make you do it."
"No problem." Luna smiled slightly, "Can you teach us the spell?"
Aaron nodded, and then patiently explained the incantations of the Patronus Charm, the essentials of casting them, and the importance of happy memories.
After making sure that everyone was able to pronounce the spell accurately, he handed over the rest of the work to the assistant teacher Harry Potter, after all, that's what he did.
Probably because the illusion created by Aaron seriously affected everyone's mentality. No one summoned the physical Patronus until the end of get out of class. Luna, who performed the best, only summoned a few silver filaments.
"I'm so tired!" Aaron pretended to wipe off the sweat that didn't exist on his head, and Abe, who was squatting beside him, took back his notebook describing the magic circle very sensiblely, and took it out of his pocket by the way. Take out a bottle of juice.
"You're tired, I'm the one who's tired!" Harry said angrily, especially when he saw Aaron drinking a drink comfortably.
Aaron also gave a spell and theory, and he was basically responsible for the rest of the training.
Every student's questions are different, but he has to answer them one by one, and then teach them hand in hand. Compared with Aaron, it is not too easy.
"Now I know I'm tired. I never thought I would teach so many people." Aaron said, "Besides, if I don't teach, you will have to take on all the teaching tasks. I don't need to remind you!"
"Ah this..."
Harry was momentarily speechless.
Aaron really helped, and they brought him down.
"That... I need to ask you something." Hermione changed the subject in time, "Do you know about Occlumency?"
"Huh?" Aaron frowned slightly, knowingly asked, "Why are you asking this?"
"Dumbledore asked Snape to teach me this magic." Harry said bitterly, "It will prevent Voldemort from prying into my memory."
"Hogwarts Castle is protected by magic. Voldemort has not yet been able to invade your brain from such a long distance."
"Normally, but..." Harry hesitated, and it took a few seconds for him to gather his courage. "But you know, there is a connection between me and him."
"Blood of the enemy, resurrect your enemy?" Aaron said meaningfully.
Harry couldn't help but shudder recalling the scene of Voldemort's resurrection, and nodded in disbelief, "I go to his office every Monday night to learn Occlumency, but it doesn't work very well.
I even felt that my condition was getting worse. After learning Occlumency, my scar often had severe pain. I could even feel 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 suspect that Professor Snape didn't teach you with his heart?" Aaron looked at him with a half-smile.
"I, no, I don't doubt it." Harry stammered, his voice somewhat insincere, "I'm just a little worried, after all, I haven't learned Occlumency for so long, and this magic doesn't help me at all, Instead Snape used to go into my brain to check some...memories."
"Professor Snape's use of Divine Sense to spy on your personal privacy, does this make you feel uncomfortable?"
"It's not a happy thing," Harry said bitterly.
"Hehe!" Aaron patted him on the shoulder, "I understand your feelings, but I can also tell you that Professor Snape's training method is fine.
It's normal that you can't accept it, but this is the most effective. The more times you are beaten, you will naturally know how to defend. This principle is the same for Occlumency.
Besides, it's better to be snooped on by Professor Snape than to be controlled by Voldemort! "
Harry: …
Perhaps because the Ministry of Magic blamed Sirius for the death eaters' jailbreak, Harry and the others finally couldn't bear it anymore, and made an appointment with a reporter at the Three Broomsticks bar in Hogsmeade to tell part of the truth about last June.
It is worth mentioning that this reporter is Rita Skeeter, a former reporter of the "Daily Prophet". Originally, she didn't want to help.
But who let Hermione catch her illegal Animagus, and if she doesn't help, she has to go to Azkaban to enjoy the pure prison wind package.
In March, the article was officially published in the newspaper.
However, the "Daily Prophet" is in the hands of the Ministry of Magic, and they can only choose "The Quibbler", which has a relatively ordinary reputation and quality.
On this day, a huge notice was urgently posted on the bulletin board of the school, not just the bulletin board, the same notice could be seen in almost every corridor and even every classroom.
Hogwarts High Inquisitor Order
Any student who carries the Quibbler magazine is immediately expelled.
The above regulations are in line with "No.20 No. [-] Education Order"
signature:
senior investigator
Dolores Umbridge
......
Slytherin common room.
Aaron looked at the notice on the bulletin board and shook his head speechlessly, "It seems that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is free.
It's fine if you don't teach anything in class, but she even cares about what magazines the students read. "
"It's pretty boring." Draco nodded approvingly, "But "The Quibbler" is really not that good, my dad won't let me read it, saying it's all messy stuff, can you Find things on it that no one cares about in the entire wizarding world."
"Uh...that's best not said in front of Luna.
Her father seems to be the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler. "
The corner of Draco's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly: "What I'm saying is absolutely the truth, "The Quibbler" really has no value at all."
"Master, something happened, something serious happened."
Crabbe and Goyle ran over panting, their faces pale, and a newspaper in their hands.
"I'm not dead yet, so what can happen?" Draco said angrily, and then looked at the newspaper in their hands, "The Quibbler, didn't Umbridge stop reading this?"
Aaron couldn't help laughing, "There are notices everywhere, and it's obvious that there is no silver 300 taels here. She wouldn't have done this if it wasn't for the unfavorable content in "The Quibbler."
"It seems to make sense." Draco belatedly said, "Give me the newspaper, I want to see what's written on it."
Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, subconsciously clenched the newspaper in their hands.
"What are you doing standing still?"
"Uh...Master, you have to be mentally prepared."
Hearing this, Draco frowned suspiciously, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
He quickly snatched the newspaper from Crabbe's hand, but after a brief glance, his face became the same as that of Crabbe and Goyle, but immediately followed by extremely angry.
"He actually, how dare he?"
"It seems that this newspaper is not only bad for Umbridge, but also bad for Malfoy." Aaron said, and then took the second newspaper from Goyle's hand, "Potter accused... Potter pointed out that among us The Death Eaters of ... a survivor of a You-Know-Who attack, 15-year-old Harry Potter accuses wizarding hopefuls of being Death Eaters."
Looking at these big and small titles, Aaron couldn't help but take a breath.
After a quick scan, he confirmed that there was nothing about himself on it, and then he suppressed the shock in his heart, and turned to look at the three people who were sitting on the sofa opposite, silent but full of anger.
"You three come with me."
