Chapter 537: Caught Eavesdropping, a Transfer Student at Hogwarts (1/2)

Chapter 537: Caught eavesdropping, a transfer student at Hogwarts

After leaving Slughorn's box, Aaron went straight to Slytherin's box.

He needed to meet with Draco to find out his current state, at least to make sure he wouldn't make a big mess on impulse.

Zabini and Goyle were arguing with each other, and when they saw him come in, they shut up tacitly and sat back in their seats angrily.

"Can anyone tell me what happened just now?"

"Nothing." Zabini said, "There was a problem with the sliding door just now, and I accidentally tripped over Goyle."

Aaron shook his head speechlessly, and then found a place to sit down, "Draco, you don't seem to be in a good state now, and you seem to be a little worried."

"Don't worry about it." Draco, who was resting his head on Pansy Perkins' legs, was a little impatient, "This is none of your business."

"I don't want to ask, but I have to remind you to protect yourself."

Draco nodded slightly, stopped talking about this topic, and turned to look at Zabini, "What does Slughorn want to do?"

"To curry favor with people who are related to dignitaries, but he didn't find many."

"Who did he invite?"

"McLaggen from Gryffindor."

"Yes, his uncle is a senior official in the ministry." Draco said contemptuously.

"Belby, a Ravenclaw."

"He's a idiot, ignore him." Pansy said, "Who else?"

"Me." Aaron shrugged, "Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, and Ginny Weasley."

"I can understand inviting you and Potter, but Longbottom..." Pansy was a little unbelievable, "Could he be wrong? I don't think there's anything worth paying attention to about him."

"It's not surprising. Neville's parents were once the best Aurors, although now... they're retired due to illness."

"What about the girl from the Weasley family." Draco sneered, "What's unusual about her?"

"Many boys like him, right?" Pansy said disdainfully.

"Being beautiful is only one aspect." Aaron explained, "What really matters is her talent. If she fights alone, at least one-third of the people in our carriage cannot beat her."

"I really feel sorry for Slughorn's taste. He may be a little confused." Draco said, "My father said he is a very good wizard. He probably didn't hear that I was on the train, otherwise..."

"I don't think you are likely to be invited." Zabini said, "He asked me about Nott. When he knew that his father was arrested by the Ministry, his face sank. I don't think Slughorn is interested in Death Eaters."

"Confused." Draco cursed angrily, "What is he? Just a stupid teacher."

"It's not that simple." Aaron said lightly, "As far as I know, he is Dumbledore's relative. Since he was invited to teach at Hogwarts, it is a kind of courage to dare to come to Hogwarts to teach at this time.

In addition, he is a Slytherin. Let’s not talk about professional knowledge for the time being. His connections are definitely beyond your imagination.

From high-ranking officials to peddlers, he has people who can speak to him in all walks of life in the magic world. "

"My father is definitely better than him." Draco said unconvinced,

"I don’t deny this. Your father is definitely worthy of the word "professional" in this regard.

But Horace Slughorn is indeed a capable professor. Although he has some shortcomings, it is harmless. "

"You have a good evaluation of him." Draco snorted, "It doesn’t matter if this old fat man doesn’t like me. Maybe I won’t go to Hogwarts next year."

"What do you mean by this?" Pansy asked unhappily.

She has liked Draco for a long time. If the other party is no longer in Hogwarts, where can she find him?

"Maybe I should do something more exciting and not waste my life in Charms."

After the words fell, Crabbe and Goyle stared at him in astonishment, Zabini showed curiosity, Pansy was stunned, and Aaron sighed slightly.

This is the rhythm of being tied to the Death Eaters, but your parents can't control it, do you have to be so confident?

"You mean... him?" Pansy asked cautiously.

"Nowadays, academics are not so important. Will the Dark Lord care about grades after he gains power?

No, he only cares about how others serve him and how to show loyalty to him."

"But you are only sixteen years old." Zabini frowned, "You haven't obtained the formal qualifications yet!"

"That's hard to say, he asked me to do..."

"Enough." Aaron shouted, Draco's voice stopped abruptly, and everyone else in the car turned their eyes to him.

"If you have nothing to do, turn your face away." Aaron said slowly, but his voice was extremely cold, so the others naturally did not dare to pay attention.

"I don't care what he asks you to do, but if I were you, I would not let anyone know before I get this done.

The Dark Lord is not a good person. Don't do anything for him easily before you are ready. "

"I know." Draco said weakly.

"We won't tell anyone." Pansy said.

Aaron didn't care about it, because no one would believe it even if it was spread out.

......

The train slowed down and stopped at Hogsmeade Station.

Other people in the compartment left one after another, leaving only Aaron and Draco.

"You go first! I'll check my things." Draco said.

Aaron ignored him and turned to look at the luggage rack. "The invisibility cloak is pretty good, but it can't fool my eyes or Abe's nose. From the moment I came in, I knew there was someone hiding in the compartment."

"All petrified. "

Draco pulled out his wand and cast the petrification spell.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Harry on the luggage rack tilted and fell heavily to the ground.

The invisibility cloak failed to cover his figure. He could not move at all and could only watch the two approach.

Malfoy looked at him triumphantly, "I heard Goyle's box hit you. You must have blocked the door when Zabini came back, but unfortunately I saw something white flash by."

"His shoes, right!" Aaron looked at Harry's white sneakers speechlessly, "I really don't know what to say to you. It's great to spy on intelligence, but have you ever thought about the consequences of being caught?"

"I can handle it. You don't need to help me." Draco said.

"Do you think I want to help you?" Aaron rolled his eyes at him and said, "Harry Potter does need to be taught a lesson, but you can't go too far. "

Draco pursed his lips, looked at Harry for a moment, and kicked him in the nose.

Red blood gushed out, covering Harry's mouth and nose.

"Tsk!" Aaron shook his head in disgust, "Too cruel."

"He deserves it." Draco cursed angrily, then picked up his suitcase and stepped on Harry to leave the box.

"Stop the curse."

Aaron lifted the petrification spell, and Harry's body was no longer stiff.

He wiped the blood from his nose and stood up staggeringly, making himself look less embarrassed.

"Do you need me to fix your nose?"

"No, no...Okay! It would be great if you can."

"Heal quickly."

With a snap, Harry felt a burning pain in his nose, but it soon recovered as before.

"Thank you." Harry said, "You just..."

"I don't think I did anything wrong. "Aaron said calmly, "There's nothing wrong with eavesdropping, but if you get caught eavesdropping, you have to pay the price."

"But I didn't hear any useful information."

"Don't tell such jokes." Aaron patted his shoulder, "If you heard any important information, he would not use the petrification spell, but the amnesia spell."

Harry was speechless, changed into his school robes and followed Aaron off the train.

Ron and Hermione were waiting for them anxiously at the door of the train, and they were slightly relieved when they saw the two of them come out.

"Where did the blood on your face come from?" Ron frowned.

"I fell." Aaron answered for him, saying sarcastically: "Face down, it hurts so much!"

"It's okay, it's just a small accident." Harry said embarrassedly, it was too embarrassing to suffer a big loss at the hands of Malfoy, it's better not to let others know.

"Hurry up and get on the train, it's too late if you're late. "

A few minutes later, the four of them took the last carriage to Hogwarts.

Looking at the Thestrals pulling the carriage, Harry couldn't help but think of his godfather, and his mood gradually became heavy, "Aaron, Malfoy..."

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Aaron said immediately, "I finally jumped out of that pit, don't try to pull me in again."

Harry's mouth twitched, and he had to swallow the words on his lips.

As time passed, the carriage stopped at the school gate.

Aaron seemed to feel something, and looked at the wall in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"Block, a very powerful barrier.

Even I can't break it in a short time. It's probably set by Dumbledore himself."

"You guessed right. The anti-invasion spell set by Dumbledore himself is a hundred times stronger than before." Professor Flitwick came over with a list, "Only the four of you are missing. If it's any later, you can only spend the night outside."

"Name. "

"Professor, you have known us for five years, right?" Harry felt a little puzzled.

"No one is exempt." Professor Flitwick said seriously, "This is for the safety of the school. It would be troublesome if the Aurors checked."

"Aurors are here too?" Ron asked in surprise.

"The Ministry of Magic arranged this to protect the students of Hogwarts, especially Harry Potter."

"I don't think it will work." Aaron said.

"This is the result of a discussion between Dumbledore and the Minister of Magic. The barrier is not omnipotent. Aurors will be very useful in case of emergencies."

Several people left their names symbolically, and were checked by Filch with a magic detector before walking up the marble steps along the path.

Entering the hall, Aaron sat at the Slytherin table, while Harry and the other two went to the Gryffindor table.

After a while, Hagrid returned to the staff seat, and Professor McGonagall took the freshmen to the front of the hall.

She called the roll as in previous years, and the Sorting Hat decided which college the freshmen would go to.

Aaron was the prefect of Slytherin. Every time the Sorting Hat read a Slytherin, he had to welcome him on behalf of Slytherin College.

It may be that Voldemort's resurrection caused panic in the magic world. The number of freshmen this year was a little less than in the past, but Hogwarts had Dumbledore to keep the place in place, so it was generally acceptable.

The new students were assigned quickly, but Professor McGonagall did not take the Sorting Hat away. Instead, she stood there waiting for something.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up and used the Amplification Spell to increase his voice, "The Sorting Ceremony has not officially ended. Hogwarts will welcome a transfer student this year. She will spend two years of happy study time with us.

Please welcome our new classmate, Miss Clea Darwin."

Puff!

Aaron sprayed out a mouthful of juice, while Abe stood up excitedly, looking for the figure of the future hostess excitedly.

"What's wrong with you?" Draco asked in confusion, "Isn't she just a transfer student? I guess she got in through the back door."

"Hehe!" Aaron scratched his hair with tears in his eyes, "You may not have heard her name clearly."

"Claire Da..." Draco seemed to have thought of something halfway through, and looked at Aaron in astonishment, "What is your relationship with her? Brother and sister or brother and sister?"

"If it's brother and sister or brother and sister, I will admit it, but..." Aaron hesitated to speak, he couldn't say that she was greedy for my body, what would others think.

Claire walked out of the waiting room of the branch, and as soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of everyone in the auditorium, young and old, and many people secretly swallowed their saliva.

It's not that they haven't seen beautiful ones before, but this is the first time they have seen such a pure and lovely pure desire ceiling.

The female students were ashamed of themselves, but the majority of male compatriots proudly raised their chests, trying to show their best side as much as possible, hoping that the goddess would look at them.

Claire ignored everyone's gaze, walked straight through the hall, walked to the end of the Slytherin table, and looked at Aaron with a smug look on her face.

"Surprised? If nothing unexpected happens, I should be in this school for the next two years."

Crack!

Heartbroken voices rang out one after another, silent but real.

Countless angry eyes shot at Aaron, and most boys seemed to understand what "the hatred of stealing a wife" was at this moment.

"You are really amazing." Aaron gave a thumbs up and complained speechlessly: "You have attracted so much hatred for me as soon as you came here."

"It seems that this can't be blamed on me!" Claire said righteously, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can transfer schools, but I don't think you will."

"Indeed, I won't." Aaron smiled bitterly. The development speed in Hogwarts is the fastest. God knows how many more years he will have to struggle after leaving this school.

"Miss Darwin." Professor McGonagall couldn't help but remind her, "Can you come to the Sorting Ceremony?"

"Of course, Professor."

Claire sat on the chair generously. Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore exchanged glances and put the Sorting Hat on her head with some helplessness.

Although the result has been decided, she also wants to take this opportunity to understand the talent of this freshman.