Chapter 61 On the Train
Fred and George excitedly entered Aisen's compartment, their mouths chattering non-stop.
Following them in were Hermione and Ginny, who had just left. However, both of them had long faces, looking very unhappy.
Evidently, perhaps the content of Fred and George's conversation had made them a little angry.
"Wow, look, the great Ron, the great Harry, they are simply amazing!" Fred exclaimed when he saw the scene displayed in the observation mirror in Aisen's hand.
As they exclaimed, there was also a hint of regret on their faces, probably wondering why they hadn't thought of doing something like that!
But then, as if he had thought of something, he exchanged a glance with George, revealing a surprised expression.
"Professor, how is this thing made!" George stared at the observation mirror, his thirst for knowledge exceptionally strong.
"We also have one—" Fred said, looking to the side, his voice suddenly dropping, "—well, something very similar, but it can only see Hogwarts Castle."
"Stop messing around, can't you see Harry is in such danger!" Seeing Fred and George whispering around Aisen, Ginny finally couldn't help but pull and push them away.
"Oh, yes, I wonder who was talking about Harry all summer!" Fred gave Aisen a strange wink, then chuckled with George and left the compartment.
"Professor, see you at school," George waved to Aisen as he left, pointing to the observation mirror in his hand. Clearly, the Weasley Twins were still thinking about his observation mirror and planned to discuss it at school.
"Don't worry, I'm watching them, Harry is not in danger right now!" Aisen watched the flying car following the Hogwarts Express through the observation mirror, comforting Ginny.
Who would have thought that after hearing this, Ginny's face immediately turned crimson.
Aisen was stunned for a moment and immediately focused his gaze on the observation mirror, pretending not to see Ginny's expression.
It was then that he remembered that Ginny had always been a little fan of Harry Potter and had always liked Harry. Well, Aisen could only assume that this kind of situation was normal in the Wizarding World.
Then, as if thinking of something, Aisen turned to look at Hermione, finding her staring at him. When he looked at her and their eyes met, Hermione quickly buried her head in "Wandering with Werewolves," her face also slightly flushed.
Seeing the little fan's demeanor, Aisen's confidence inexplicably surged. "Haha, it seems my looks are still on point!"
Pfft—
As he thought, Aisen couldn't help but laugh. When he came back to his senses, he saw Hermione and Ginnylooking at him blankly, as if wondering what he was laughing about.
Cough, cough—
Seeing their expressions, Aisen felt his old face redden. He secretly rubbed his chin with one hand, and after finding nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, but still used a cough to cover his embarrassment.
"Hermione!" Aisen immediately reined in his smile and began to change the subject, "The second-year Professor of Dark Arts is Gilderoy Lockhart, what do you think of the new Professor?"
"Oh, yes, I saw him at Flourish and Blotts." Clearly, Hermione had already paid attention to someone whose name was all over the booklist, Lockhart.
"The book describes some of his wonderful experiences, which are truly captivating!" Hermione said, picking up "Wandering with Werewolves" and gesturing with it. Perhaps with Aisen's brilliance already established, Hermione didn't seem as obsessed with Lockhart as in the original story. But undoubtedly, she was still attracted by those adventurous experiences.
"Oh! Can I take a look?" Although Aisen knew what kind of person Lockhart was, he suddenly became interested.
Then, Hermione obediently handed the book to Aisen.
A few minutes later, Aisen closed the book and returned it to Hermione. Well, it must be said that, judging solely from the adventure details described in the book, it was indeed very appealing.
From Aisen's perspective, if a person hadn't truly experienced those adventures, they would never be able to write such a brilliant process.
If all of this was truly Lockhart's real experience, then he was undoubtedly a very powerful person. But unfortunately, Aisen knew that these adventure experiences were all stolen by Lockhart.
Yes, even other people's adventure experiences can be stolen; magic is that amazing.
Simply put, Lockhart learned about others' adventure experiences from their mouths, and then used the Memory Charm to make them forget everything. Just like that, other people's adventure experiences became Lockhart's own.
"If we only look at these experiences, Lockhart would be an excellent Professor of Dark Arts!" After returning the book to Hermione, Aisen gave this conclusion.
There was nothing he could do; although Aisen clearly knew that Lockhart was a fraud with little ability, he couldn't directly say it.
Hermione nodded without saying anything, but just as she was about to open the book, as if suddenly remembering something, she leaned close to Aisen, looking mysterious.
"Professor Aisen, I encountered something strange during the summer!" Hermione glanced at Ginny, then simply sat next to Aisen.
"What made you find it strange?"
"During the summer, my dad took my mom and me to see a movie. The movie was called 'the man from earth'!" Hermione said, looking at Aisen with wide eyes.
"That's right, I said I opened a film company in the Muggle World, and the Aisen Film Company that produced 'the man from earth' is mine. But that's not strange, is it!" Hearing Hermione's words, Aisen felt it was too coincidental.
You know, even though Hermione had become a Witch, why did she still go to the movies with her family? And not only did she go to the movies, but she happened to see a movie produced and released by Aisen Film Company.
"Professor Aisen, does anyone really live for 14,000 years?" However, to Aisen's surprise, Hermione asked a question that left him bewildered.
"How is that possible? As you know, the Philosopher's Stone—well, Nicolas Flamel only lived for over 600 years!" Aisen directly used Nicolas Flamel, the only example in the Wizarding World, to refute her.
"But I met a strange person at the cinema. At the time, when my dad and I were discussing that such a person doesn't exist in reality, he said: 'How can you be sure it's fake?'"
"Even so, there's nothing strange about it. Perhaps that was someone who liked to fantasize."
"But the strange thing is, I only heard the voice, but I didn't see where the person was?"
"You mean, the person who said that might be a Wizard?" At this point, Aisen showed a thoughtful expression.
"I don't know!" Hermione shook her head, "But whether it's a Wizard or not, it's very strange, otherwise, why would he say that!"
"Alright, don't overthink it, maybe it was just someone else casually discussing the movie plot!" In reality, this wasn't nonsense, and Aisen then waved his hand, signaling Hermione not to think too much.
"Oh, okay!" Hermione obediently closed her mouth and focused her attention back on the book.
As time passed, dusk fell, and the Hogwarts Expressreached its destination.
Chapter 62 Harry and Ron Caught Red-Handed
"Alright, hurry to Hogwarts. I'll go check on Harry and Ron so they don't get hurt!" Aisen put away his telescope and instructed Hermione and Ginny as they disembarked at Hogsmeade Station.
"Okay, Professor Aisen, see you at Hogwarts!" Hermionewaved to Aisen, then pulled Ginny away.
Speaking of which, the way Hogwarts admits students is very interesting to Aisen. It is said that before the Hogwarts Express was opened, Little Wizards all entered Hogwarts through Portkeys. But unfortunately, nearly half of the Little Wizards each year either couldn't find their Portkey or were sent to the wrong place and couldn't make it to Hogwarts.
Now, first-year Wizards need to be led by Hagrid to enter Hogwarts by boat from the Black Lake. As for Seven Grade students, they need to take a Thestral carriage around Hogwarts Castle after getting off the train, and then enter Hogwarts through the main gate.
This special ceremony seemed to have no real purpose to Aisen, but for Hogwarts, it was probably a tradition.
After getting off the train, Aisen had already activated God's Perspective. Instantly, everything within a five-mile radius came into his mind. As Aisen expected, Harry and Ron were flying towards Hogwarts in their car. However, they were still quite a distance away.
If nothing unexpected happened, the two would successfully land at Hogwarts before the car was damaged, but they would also crash into the Whomping Willow and be severely beaten along with the car.
So, after glancing at Wizards of all grades rushing towards Hogwarts Castle, Aisen walked directly towards the Whomping Willow.
Aisen arrived at the Whomping Willow and, after waiting only a few minutes, saw a car flying through the wall, coming from the direction of the greenhouse and vegetable patch, descending from the sky, and heading straight for the Whomping Willow.
"Quick, stop! Stop!"
"Watch out for that tree!"
Aisen also heard Ron and Harry's panicked and anxious voices. If nothing unexpected happened, the car they were driving would crash into the Whomping Willow and then be severely beaten by it.
But since Aisen was here, he would naturally save them. From God's Perspective, Aisen stared intently at Harry, then pulled out his Charm and pointed it at him.
Subsequently, a playing card flew out from Harry's body. The "∞" symbol on it glowed brightly, then flew out of the car, rapidly transforming into a metal sphere that completely enveloped the entire car.
Clang—
The loud crash of metal against wood then echoed across the silent lawn. Because the metal sphere's shape was too different from the car, it wasn't caught in the Whomping Willow. Instead, after being stopped, it immediately bounced backward and fell to the ground not far away.
The Whomping Willow's branches moved a few times, but because they couldn't reach, they eventually stopped moving.
The metal sphere in the distance, after bouncing to the ground, transformed back into a playing card and slipped into Harry's pocket.
"I knew it, it must have been Professor Aisen who saved us!" Harry, who had seen everything from inside the car, instantly exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise.
"That's really great—ah—" Ron nodded but hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly screamed and was ejected from the car. Perhaps the car was enchanted, as Harry and Ron were also ejected.
"Ah—my Charm—" As soon as he stood up, Ron found that his Charm was almost completely broken, with only a few thin splinters of wood still connected. Instantly, Ron, who had been happy about being saved, screamed in agony.
Thump thump—
The car's trunk automatically opened, and their suitcases were also ejected.
Actually, logically speaking, the two didn't need to carry suitcases. After all, they already had the storage rings Aisen gave them. But clearly, the two Little Wizardschose to do so to conceal the existence of the storage rings.
"You two are really something. Not only did you not take the Hogwarts Express, but you even drove a flying car here. If Hermione and Ginny hadn't told me about this, you probably would have been killed!" Aisen stepped forward, staring at the two with a stern tone.
Although Aisen didn't really need to give them a hard time, as a Professor, it wasn't his proper attitude to ignore students when he knew they had made a mistake.
"Professor Aisen, we missed the train!" Harry pursed his lips, holding Hedwig's cage in his hand, then quietly explained.
"That's right, Platform 9 3/4 was blocked by someone, and we couldn't get in!" Ron also took the opportunity to quickly nod in agreement.
"But you could have sent an owl to Principal Dumbledore, or to Professor McGonagall, couldn't you?!" Aisen's stern expression softened slightly, then he gave a meaningful look at the owl in Harry's arms.
That's right, although Ron's pet was Scabbers the rat, Harry had Hedwig with him.
"Uh, I—didn't think of it—" Harry was instantly dumbfounded. That's right, it was something so easy to think of, why didn't he think of it at the time?! So Harryhad to stammer out his reason.
"Oh—come with me. I hope Principal Dumbledore and the others can accept your explanation later!" Aisen raised an eyebrow, gestured to the two, and then walked towards the Castle.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances, then dejectedly followed him.
They walked along, no one speaking, and the atmosphere became quiet for a moment. Although Aisen was walking ahead, he would occasionally activate God's Perspectivewith its observation characteristic, allowing him to perfectly see the expressions of Harry and Ron behind him.
It must be said, having the perfect-level observation characteristic is truly too convenient.
After ascending the steps, Aisen and Harry and Ronbehind him entered the entrance hall one after another.
A few torches were lit inside, making the somewhat empty entrance hall bright. Upon entering the entrance hall, one could hear cheers from the Great Hall next door. Clearly, the Sorting Ceremony and welcome party were taking place there.
Aisen did not take them in but instead led them directly to the Muggle Studies classroom on the second floor.
"You two need to stay here. I think I need to go get Professor McGonagall!" Seeing the two follow him in, Aisen nodded, then turned and left.
In less than ten minutes, Aisen returned. That's right, after the Sorting Ceremony ended, Aisen briefly explained the situation. But what he didn't expect was that not only Professor McGonagall, but also Dumbledore and Snape, had followed him.
For Harry and Ron, facing Aisen alone didn't feel too wrong, but when Professor McGonagall, Principal Dumbledore, and Professor Snape surrounded them, the oppressive atmosphere made them almost breathless.
"Sit!" Seeing Harry and Ron stand up with bewildered expressions, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, then pulled out her Charm.
Harry and Ron, thinking Professor McGonagall was about to cast a Charm, instantly retreated a few steps. Then, seeing no Charm fall upon them, they sighed in relief and sat on the stools.
"Aren't you going to explain yourselves?!" Professor McGonagall's glasses glinted with a cold light.
"Hmph—" Snape, standing by, snorted coldly, then threw a copy of the Daily Prophet onto Harry's body.
Is it that serious? Looking at the stern expressions of the Professors, Harry finally knew what an ominous premonition felt like. After unfolding the newspaper, a piece of news caught his eye:
"Two Muggles in London are convinced they saw an old car fly over the Post Office building… Mr. Angus Fleet reported to the police…" At a quick glance, Harry knew that a total of six or seven Muggles were already aware of his and Ron's feat.
Subsequently, Harry handed the newspaper to Ron. After Ron read it, his face was clearly worse than Harry's.
"I remember your father works in the Misuse of MuggleArtifacts Office, but I didn't expect his own son to—" As if adding fuel to the fire, Snape maliciously said to Ron.
At this point, Ron was almost in tears.
Chapter 63: Lockhart's Strong Desire to Perform
"Then, could you two explain why you did what you did?" Professor Dumbledore's expression was very serious, but his tone was exceptionally calm.
Feeling a hint of disappointment in Professor Dumbledore's tone, Harry immediately felt a pang of sadness. He didn't dare to look him directly in the eye, only lowering his head and recounting the entire sequence of events. Of course, when mentioning the flying car, he only said that he and Ron happened to encounter a flying car by the roadside, without mentioning that it was Mr. Weasley's car.
But Aisen noticed that the three Professors didn't believe Harry's story; they had already seen through everything.
After Harry finished speaking, Professor Dumbledore had no other reaction, simply staring at them calmly.
To be honest, for Aisen, none of this was a big deal. If it were other Little Wizards who dared to drive a flying car around in the sky and were discovered by Muggles, they might have to worry about being expelled.
But for Harry, Aisen felt there was absolutely no problem. After all, Harry was the Savior, the kind who had truly saved the world.
Although Harry was just a baby at the time, there was no doubt that Lord Voldemort had failed when facing Harry. Thus, the British Wizarding World had escaped a disaster.
It was precisely because of this that Harry was so famous in the Wizarding World, so anyone who knew Harry Potter's name would look at him as if he were their idol.
If he were expelled for riding a flying car, then all the Wizards in the entire Wizarding World would probably tear Hogwarts down. Although they might not succeed, such was the weight of the Savior.
"Alright, let's go pack our things." The atmosphere was too oppressive, so Ron finally couldn't help but speak. As he spoke, a look of despair appeared on his face.
"What are you talking about?" Professor McGonagalllooked at him in confusion.
"We're expelled, aren't we?" Ron's voice was very low. He couldn't even imagine how to tell his family about this. Was he supposed to say to them, 'Congratulations, the Weasley family finally has an expelled Gryffindor!' Oh, they would kill him.
Hearing Ron's words, Harry, standing nearby, hastily looked at Professor Dumbledore, seemingly waiting for the coming verdict.
"Not today." Professor Dumbledore shook his head. "I mean, I need to make you understand the seriousness of the matter, Mr. Weasley, I will write to your family tonight. And I must tell you, if there is a next time, I will have no choice but to expel you!"
Originally expecting Harry to be severely punished, Snape finally couldn't help but speak when Professor Dumbledore handled it so lightly: "Professor Dumbledore, these two students disregarded the regulations restricting underage Wizards from using magic and caused serious damage to a valuable tree, they should, of course, be—"
"Alright, Severus, let Professor McGonagall decide their punishment. They are Gryffindor students, and she should make the decision." Professor Dumbledoreinterrupted Snape. "I think I must return to the feast; I have a few announcements to make. Come, Severus!"
Professor Dumbledore winked at Snape, then gestured to Aisen.
Alright, this was to let Harry and Ron receive Professor McGonagall's earnest guidance alone.
When Aisen sat at the Professor's table, he found that the Sorting Ceremony had already ended. Unsurprisingly, Ginny Weasley was also sorted into Gryffindor.
Since Harry and Ron weren't there, Hermione and Ginnywere sitting together, talking about something. When Hermione saw Aisen sit at the Professor's table, she nodded to him.
Aisen also nodded to Hermione, then focused his attention on the Professor's table. Indeed, with the start of the new school year, Professor Quirrell's former seat was now occupied by someone else.
A young Wizard in an aqua-green robe, who appeared to be a few years older than Aisen, but not yet thirty. Clearly, this was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Classteacher, Gilderoy Lockhart.
To be fair, Professor Lockhart was indeed quite handsome. Compared to Aisen himself, Lockhart's handsomeness didn't surpass his by much, but due to a touch of mature charm and his constant smile, he instantly became a captivating older man popular with young girls.
The first time Aisen attended the welcoming feast for the start of the school year, he found it very novel, but the second time, that feeling of novelty had already disappeared.
"Hello, I heard Hagrid say that you are the Professor of Astronomy Class—Aisen Turner." Just as Aisen was feeling bored, a voice sounded in Aisen's ear. Aisenfrowned and looked over, finding the green-clad fellow already sitting beside him.
"Oh, I am Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Arts Defense League, five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award—but I never brag about it, I don't rely on smiles to deal with trouble!" Lockhart babbled on, introducing himself, as if Aisen's good looks threatened him, so he showed his signature smile while speaking.
Then, Lockhart extended his hand to Aisen, seemingly waiting for Aisen to show an expression of admiration and shake his hand.
Honestly, pulling such a stunt at the start-of-term feast was completely unexpected for Aisen.
He had assumed that even if Lockhart was an incompetent Professor, he would at least know how to distinguish the occasion. But to his surprise, Lockhart was so thick-headed that he just came right over and started chatting with Aisen.
"Uh, hello, Professor Lockhart, welcome to Hogwarts!" Although Aisen was momentarily stunned and didn't react immediately, he still had to shake Lockhart's hand.
However, as Aisen shook Lockhart's hand, he couldn't help but inwardly complain, "You say you never brag about it, so why do you always say it when you introduce yourself?"
Looking at the smiling face before him, Aisen suddenly felt an urge to punch him.
"Alright, quiet—" After Professor Dumbledore spoke, the students at the tables instantly quieted down. "I want to introduce to everyone, this is the new Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts Class—ProfessorGilderoy Lockhart, everyone, please welcome him!"
Lockhart, who was about to continue talking to Aisen, immediately stood up from his seat upon hearing this formal introduction, flashing his signature smile.
"I, Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Arts Defense League, five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award—but I never brag about it, I don't rely on smiles to drive away the Banshee of Valen!" After speaking, Lockhart bowed very gentlemanly.
Hiss—
Aisen felt his eyelids twitching non-stop, with an urge to simply run away. Looking at the other Professors, especially Snape, his face showed an extremely obvious look of disdain.
However, Lockhart's current persona was too perfect, so after Lockhart finished introducing himself, many girls cheered. Even if Hermione didn't idolize him as much as in the original story, she still generously applauded him.
Many boys, however, showed expressions of indifference. Perhaps, this was due to the principle of same-sex repulsion.
After the start-of-term feast concluded, Aisen had already returned to his dormitory to rest.
Chapter 64: The Roaring Letter's Impressive Power
Since the new school year had just begun, Aisen didn't go to the Room of Requirement to practice Charms when he returned in the evening; instead, he went to bed early.
Aisen understood that while his Transfiguration had made a breakthrough, it would still take a considerable amount of time to perfectly master the new techniques. Therefore, there was no need to rush.
It was now the Trio's second year at Hogwarts, and if there were no surprises, the next major event would revolve around the Chamber of Secrets.
Of course, a very crucial item was the diary that Lucius Malfoy had slipped to Ginny. Speaking of which, this diary was not simple; it was actually the first Horcrux created by Lord Voldemort.
When Lord Voldemort was still in school, he opened the Chamber of Secrets and used his innate Parseltongue to control the Basilisk, then murdered a Muggle-born Witchnamed Myrtle Warren, who was the 'Moaning Myrtle' constantly lingering in the plumbing. He used this murder to split his soul, depositing it in the diary to create his first Horcrux.
Moreover, Lord Voldemort was very cunning. He framed Hagrid's Acromantula, Aragog, for this murder, leading to Hagrid's expulsion from Hogwarts.
Later, Lord Voldemort entrusted the first Horcrux he created, the diary, to his subordinate Lucius Malfoy for safekeeping. Currently, due to the Ministry of Magic's large-scale crackdown on dangerous items, Luciussecretly slipped it to Ginny at Flourish and Blotts.
If there were no surprises, the diary would then, through Ginny's hand, cause chaos at Hogwarts School and nearly resurrect Lord Voldemort.
The next morning, Aisen arrived at the Great Hall as usual for breakfast.
Under the enchanted ceiling, four long tables were laden with dishes. As students ate, they enthusiastically discussed something. A little attention would reveal that the center of the conversation was Harry and Ron.
Yes, most students looked at Harry and Ron with awe and envy for being able to arrive at Hogwarts in a flying car.
However, Aisen noticed that Hermione's expression was very stern as she flipped through a book titled "Voyages with Vampires." She didn't even give Harry a good look when greeting him.
It seemed that Hermione, as a good student, was still upset about Harry and Ron's outrageous way of coming to school.
Aisen, who had just finished a piece of bread and was drinking milk, suddenly heard a buzzing commotion. Looking up, he saw hundreds of owls flying in from outside, circling above the Great Hall.
Then, one by one, they dropped packages or letters onto the four long tables, which were caught by the talking students. Clearly, these were gifts or letters sent by students' parents.
"Errol!" Just then, Ron's shout caught Aisen's attention.
A gray owl lay sprawled on the table, a red letter clutched in its beak.
"Oh, no—" Ron clutched his head with both hands, as if he had thought of something dreadful.
"Don't worry, he's still alive!" Harry poked the owl with his hand and, finding that it was still moving, patted Ron's shoulder to comfort him.
"No, I'm talking about that!" Ron pointed to the red envelope in Errol's mouth, shaking his head with a conflicted expression.
"That—what's wrong?" Harry looked puzzled, and even Hermione was drawn over.
Watching this scene, a smile appeared on Aisen's face. If he wasn't mistaken, that red envelope must be a Howler. Well, he'd just watch the show!
"She—my mom sent me a Howler." Ron couldn't help but swallow, debating whether he should open it.
"Ron, you'd better open it. It'll be worse if you don't. My grandmother sent me a Howler once, and I didn't open it, and the result—it was horrible." Neville advised Ron, but perhaps remembering the terrible consequences, he gasped.
"What's a Howler?" Looking at Ron and Neville's terrified expressions, Harry felt a bit strange. Could it be dangerous?
The red letter had already begun to smoke, and sweat beaded on Ron's forehead. His attention was completely focused on it, and he didn't answer Harry's question.
"Hurry and open it, or there won't be time!" Neville urged softly.
There was no way to avoid this. As terrified as Ron was, he still trembled as he reached out his hands, took the envelope from Errol's mouth, and gently tore it open.
A roar immediately reverberated throughout the Great Hall. In an instant, Harry was completely stunned. He finally understood what a Howler was. Neville, beside him, had already plugged his ears, and Hermione, startled, quickly covered her ears too.
"Ron Weasley, you've really outdone yourself! Stealing a car, I wouldn't be surprised if they expelled you. Just wait until I get my hands on you. You probably never even considered how your father and I felt when we discovered the car was gone…"
This was Mrs. Weasley's voice, a hundred times louder than usual, making the dishes and spoons on the table rattle. To be honest, Aisen was a bit dumbfounded at that moment.
Because he knew this famous scene and had seen such a scene in a movie in the depths of his memory, but he didn't remember the Howler being so powerful, almost able to shake the entire Great Hall.
Everyone in the Great Hall instantly fell silent, then watched Ron shrink into his chair, only his bright red forehead visible.
"Your father almost died of shame when he received Dumbledore's letter last night. How could you do such a thing? You and Harry almost lost your lives—" The sound, which felt like it was hitting his eardrums, made Harryalso shrink down.
"Your father will be facing an inquiry at the Ministry of Magic, and it's all your fault. If you don't start behaving, we'll bring you home immediately!" The Howler's voice finally stopped, then, under Aisen's slightly dazed gaze, it burned, curled up, and dissipated into ashes.
His gaze shifted to Ron and Harry, who remained stunned for a long time, unable to recover.
Then, whispers began to rise around them, and the quiet Great Hall gradually grew lively again.
"Did you expect anything else? Don't even think about it, you know you're—" Hermione removed her hands from her ears, closed "Voyages with Vampires," and glared at Ron.
"I know, stop talking!" Ron interrupted Hermione's scolding irritably.
After breakfast, Professor McGonagall handed out Gryffindor's timetables one by one. Harry and his friends' first class would be Herbology Class.
As for Aisen himself, he went to the Library on the second floor.
After finding a copy of "Secrets of Transfiguration" on the bookshelf, Aisen sat down at a table.
However, Aisen didn't rush to read the book. Instead, he thought about the scene that had just occurred in the Great Hall.
Aisen had never thought much about it until he witnessed the power of the Howler this time. He suddenly had some ideas. That was to apply the Howler to combat.
Yes, this idea seemed very ridiculous, but from another perspective, the Howler definitely had room for modification.
For example, a Howler needed to be opened to be triggered, but what if it was modified to be triggered directly upon touching the target? Wouldn't that be incredibly satisfying?
However, as soon as he thought that there was a Charm, Muffliato, in the Wizarding World that could block ears, Aisen immediately felt quite deflated. Because even if a Howler was truly modified into an instant-trigger type, it seemed it could only be used for surprise attacks when the opponent wasn't paying attention. In that case, the limitations were too great.
This also meant that one couldn't use an owl to send the letter to the target; one would have to use Accio at close range to send the Howler to the opponent. But if it was a close-range confrontation, wouldn't throwing a Howler be a bit too low-level? After all, with that effort, one could just use an offensive Charm!
Shaking his head and clearing this thought from his mind, Aisen focused his attention on the book in his hand, gradually becoming engrossed in it.
Chapter 65: Inspiration
Time slowly passed, and when Aisen closed "Secrets of Transfiguration" again, it was already lunchtime.
Aisen greatly valued Transfiguration, as he had always trained it as a core ability.
Previously, he felt that his Transfiguration skills had reached a very profound level.
From his own memory and understanding, ever since he was able to achieve inter-elemental transformations, he felt that few people could surpass him in Transfiguration.
That's right, although Aisen really wanted to say that his Transfiguration skills had surpassed Dumbledore's, the latter was, after all, the greatest Wizard of his time, so Aisen could not easily make such a direct conclusion.
However, the more Aisen studied Transfiguration, the more he felt it was unfathomably profound.
Sometimes, Aisen even suspected that Transfigurationand other Charms were completely different systems.
Because if Transfiguration was powerful enough, it seemed capable of achieving much of what Charms could.
For example, attack Charms and defense Charms could clearly also be achieved through Transfiguration.
At Aisen's current level, a Fire Charm attacks enemies by releasing flames, but Aisen could use Transfiguration to directly turn any substance into flames.
For Petrificus Totalus and Freezing Spell, Aisen could also achieve the same effects through Transfiguration.
This time, many ideas in "Secrets of Transfiguration" greatly inspired Aisen and brought him new insights.
For example, there was a Transfiguration technique that could make pre-prepared food appear before one's eyes, just like Dumbledore conjuring dinner for the students.
At first glance, isn't it strange that such a method is Transfiguration?
Because Transfiguration, from its name, has transformation as its core effect.
But what's the logic behind conjuring food from other places out of thin air?
This is clearly another form of Apparition!
So, after pondering, Aisen wondered if he could combine the theory of Apparition with Transfiguration.
If Aisen could truly combine these two types of magic, he might be able to bypass Hogwarts' restriction on Apparition.
After all, Hogwarts indeed has powerful protective magicand anti-Apparition restrictions, but clearly, Hogwartsdoes not restrict Transfiguration.
In other words, if a new Apparition Charm could truly be created from this, wouldn't it be possible to Apparate freely within Hogwarts?
Thinking of this, Aisen immediately lost interest in reading in the Library.
He then returned "Secrets of Transfiguration" to the bookshelf and turned to leave the Library.
When Aisen arrived at the Great Hall for lunch, he found Ron looking depressed, gripping his wand, stuffing meat slices into his mouth, and constantly waving his wand.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Seeing Ron's slightly exasperated expression, Aisen stepped forward and asked curiously, then sat next to Hermione.
"Ron's wand broke yesterday!" Harry showed sympathy.
"Yes, thank you, Professor, for saving Harry and me that day, but when the car was rolling, my wand accidentally broke—" Ron's mood was a bit low.
He first thanked Aisen for his actions that day, but then held out the broken wand for him to see.
"Oh, that's unfortunate!" Aisen shrugged, looking at the wand wrapped several times with magical tape.
Although he really wanted to laugh gleefully, he decided against it to avoid provoking Ron's rage.
"Professor Aisen, look—" Hermione tugged Aisen's arm and called out, her voice filled with anticipation.
Aisen turned his gaze to Hermione and saw her waving her wand at a beetle, which then transformed into an exquisite button.
"Excellent Transfiguration, Hermione, I think Professor McGonagall must have given you extra points!" Aisenpraised, looking at his little admirer.
Hearing Aisen's praise, Hermione's face turned slightly red, but she broke into a happy smile.
Of course, she completely missed Ron's face growing darker beside her.
"Ron, write home and ask for another wand!" Perhaps seeing Ron's dejection, Harry quickly offered a solution to comfort him.
"Yeah, and then receive a Howler." Ron's face showed a difficult expression, as he could already predict what would happen: "Shouting in front of hundreds of Wizards in the Great Hall: 'It's all your fault your wand broke—'"
Ron then put away his broken wand.
"By the way, what's your next class?" Aisen changed the subject.
"Hmm, it's Defense Against the Dark Arts Class!" Hermione replied, pulling out her timetable.
"You've circled all of Lockhart's classes." Ron took the timetable closer, then suddenly showed an extremely surprised expression: "Huh, why did you circle ProfessorAisen's class with a heart?"
Hermione carefully glanced at Aisen, and seeing his slightly surprised expression, her face immediately turned crimson, and she snatched the timetable from Ron's hand, too annoyed to say a word.
"Hello, are you Harry?" Just then, a timid voice spoke up.
Aisen turned his head and saw a very thin boy.
The small boy with gray hair stared at Harry as if enchanted.
He held something in his hand that looked like a common Muggle camera.
"Uh, you are—" Harry looked at the other person blankly.
Because he hadn't attended the Sorting Ceremony, he didn't know who this little boy was.
"I—I'm Colin Creevey, I'm in Gryffindor too." Colin was a bit shy under Harry's gaze but still gathered the courage to step forward and introduce himself.
"Do you think—could I—could I take a picture of you?" Colin held up the camera in his hand and stated his purpose.
"Take a picture?" Harry was still confused, clearly underestimating his fame.
"Yes, that way I can prove I met you.
I know everything about you, everyone is talking about how you escaped You-Know-Who's clutches, he disappeared in the end, and you have a lightning-shaped scar on your forehead." Colin said excitedly, constantly scanning Harry's forehead, seemingly looking for that iconic scar.
"Someone in my dormitory said that if you use the correct developing potion, the people in the photos will move, which is really interesting, right?" Colin took a deep breath, almost trembling.
"I mean, before I received my Hogwarts acceptance letter, I never knew the strange things I did were magic.
My dad delivers milk, and he couldn't believe it either.
So I want to take a lot of pictures to show him—"
Oh, so he's a Little Wizard from the Muggle World.
Seeing the excited little boy in front of him, Aisenbasically understood what was going on.
"Maybe, I could stand next to you, ask your friend to help press the button, and then you could sign it!" Colin said, and seeing Harry still silent, his face even showed a pleading expression.
"Signed photos? Harry Potter, are you giving out signed photos?" Malfoy's loud voice rang out, heard by many.
Oh, my!
Seeing Malfoy suddenly appear, Aisen couldn't help but rub his forehead and then internally grumbled.
It seems Malfoy and Harry are indeed rivals.
"Everyone line up, Mr.
Potter is giving out signed photos!" Malfoy yelled towards the crowd, followed by Crabbe and Goyle, the two big boys also chuckling.
"I didn't—" Harry clenched his fist, glaring fiercely at Malfoy.
"Eat slugs, Malfoy!" Seeing the annoying Malfoy causing trouble again, Ron angrily glared at him.
"Whoa, careful, Weasley, don't cause any more trouble.
If you don't behave, your mum will take you home!" Malfoy sneered at Ron.
Then, several Slytherin students burst into laughter.
Chapter 66 Aisen's Proposal
"Professor—" Aisen, who was watching the show, suddenly felt his arm grabbed by a small hand. He turned his head and saw that it was Hermione. She was looking at him with a worried expression, her lips pursed.
"Ahem, alright, don't worry about Harry and the others." Aisen had no choice but to comfort Hermione. It seemed he couldn't continue watching the show, otherwise, Hermione would probably resent him.
However, before Aisen could act, the situation on the field had already changed.
"What's going on? What's going on?" A figure in a turquoise robe pushed through the crowd and came before them. "Who is giving out autographed photos?"
Obviously, that iconic smile let people know he was Gilderoy Lockhart. Harry wanted to explain, but Lockhartimmediately put his arm around his shoulder, "No need to ask, we meet again, Harry!"
"Come on, don't be shy, Mr. Creevey, a double photo is the best deal, we'll both sign it for you!" Harry was held by Lockhart's arm, unable to move, his face flushed as if he had a fever. But Lockhart didn't feel Harry's embarrassment, confidently waving to Colin.
Aisen noticed that Malfoy, the source of the trouble, had quietly retreated from the crowd. Tsk tsk! This guy really grasped the essence of 'leaving after the deed is done, hiding one's achievements and fame.'
Colin blankly raised his camera and pressed the shutter. Then, the class bell rang.
"Alright, Hermione, with Professor Lockhart handling it, everything will be fine. Hurry to class!" Aisen reached out and patted Hermione's head.
"Professor Aisen, see you tonight!" Hermione said to Aisen with a flushed face, then turned and ran off.
"Oh, see you tonight!" After a moment of stunned, Aisenrealized she was referring to Astronomy Class that evening, and immediately replied.
"Let's go, hurry to class!" Lockhart shouted to the crowd, then pulled Harry along, talking incessantly, "A piece of advice, Harry, I covered for you with Creevey; he took a picture of the two of us, so your classmates won't think you're too arrogant."
"Listen to me, it's unwise for you to be giving out autographed photos at this stage. I know our photo in The Daily Prophet gave you this idea, but obviously, it's a bit arrogant. I mean—one day, you'll carry a stack of photos, but right now, you're not there yet!"
Harry wanted to interject and explain, but Lockhart gave him no chance.
"Hello, Professor Aisen, nice to see you here. I'm off to class, let's chat again next time!" Lockhart took the opportunity to wave to Aisen, then put his arm around Harry and walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class classroom.
"Amazing, amazing!" After a long while, Aisen stood up, shook his head, and couldn't help but exclaim. To be honest, if Lockhart wasn't lacking in ability, he would have almost no flaws.
…
"Professor Aisen, may I ask why you are looking for Professor Flitwick and me?" In the Principal's office, Professor McGonagall looked at Aisen sternly.
For Minerva, she felt that Aisen, this young Astronomy Professor, was a bit strange today. He suddenly pulled Professor Flitwick with him to her office, saying he needed her help with something.
"Uh, it's like this." Aisen looked at her stern expression, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his smiling face, "I want to try the Apparition Charm, so I'd like you and Professor Flitwick to help me watch!"
"Apparition Charm? If I remember correctly, you already learned the Apparition Charm last year, and you learned it in a very short time!" Professor Flitwick looked at Aisenin confusion.
Professor McGonagall said nothing, but after hearing Flitwick's words, she looked at Aisen in surprise, mixed with confusion.
"Ahem, it's like this, I want to try the Apparition Charminside Hogwarts Castle—"
"But that's impossible, Professor Aisen, I must say, Hogwarts Castle has very powerful protective magic and anti-Apparition Charm restrictions; no one can Apparate here." Professor McGonagall resumed her stern expression and directly interrupted Aisen.
"Yes, that's right, no one has been able to Apparate at Hogwarts to this day, except for House-elves and Headmaster Dumbledore's pet Fawkes." Professor Flitwick confirmed Professor McGonagall's statement.
"Hmm, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, this is what I'm thinking—" Aisen then explained how he was inspired in the Library, and how he thought of combining the concept of Transfiguration being able to conjure food out of thin air with the Apparition Charm.
Although Aisen could choose to secretly research it himself without telling them, he still planned to be cautious with this new spell involving spatial movement.
After all, Aisen couldn't be sure if any accidents would occur during the process of researching and practicing the new spell, even though he had already perfectly mastered the Apparition Charm.
If no accidents occurred and Aisen successfully developed an enhanced version of the Apparition Charm that was not restricted, then it would definitely be a great thing. But if an accident happened and no one was watching, wouldn't that be terrible?
One must know, Aisen was already able to achieve Immortality, and he hadn't even enjoyed his great life yet, so how could he be so reckless? Therefore, after thinking for a long time, Aisen decided to ask Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick for help.
Moreover, according to Aisen's understanding of the imagined new spell, even if it were successfully developed, it would require a deep mastery of both Transfiguration and the Apparition Charm to be successfully cast.
As for whether Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick could successfully cast it, Aisen was not sure, but even if they could, Aisen didn't care too much. After all, they were not villains, so there was no need to be too wary.
"Oh, Merlin's beard!" After Aisen finished explaining his idea, Professor Flitwick couldn't help but exclaim, "If this new spell is developed and publicized, you will definitely receive the Order of Merlin, Third Class—oh no, perhaps the Second Class!"
"But such a spell must never be publicized!" Professor McGonagall composed her shocked expression and then sternly refuted Professor Flitwick's words.
"Of course, I won't publicize it. You know this is Hogwarts; it would be terrible if bad people got in!" Aisen said righteously, as for the Merlin medal, he actually didn't care about it at all.
After hearing Aisen's solemn promise, Professor McGonagall's expression softened, but then she was drawn back to the idea Aisen had just proposed.
"This spell will be very powerful, I must inform Dumbledore!" Professor McGonagall then murmured, looking at Aisen.
Oh, Dumbledore is going to get involved too? That's no big deal, besides, if Dumbledore also participates, then the development speed of the new spell should greatly increase. After the thought crossed his mind, Aisennodded to Professor McGonagall, indicating that it was fine.
Professor McGonagall turned and left the office.
"Professor Aisen, how did you come up with the idea of researching a new spell that can Apparate at Hogwarts?" After Professor McGonagall left, Professor Flitwickimmediately showed a curious expression.
Um, regarding this, Aisen had actually already found a very good excuse: "You know, at the beginning of the term, two Little Wizards didn't take the Hogwarts Express, but instead arrived by flying car."
"Haha, I know that, it was Harry and Ron from Gryffindor, they are very courageous and adventurous." Professor Flitwick chuckled, indicating he knew about it.
My goodness—
Is this about courage and adventurous spirit? How can the focus be so strange for such a dangerous thing!
"Hmm, yes, that's right, I happened to arrive at the Whomping Willow at that time and protected them from too much harm!" Aisen shrugged, making a gesture of agreement with his view, then explained, "But if I hadn't been able to get there, wouldn't Harry and Ron have been in danger?"
"So, I thought of developing an unrestricted new spell. That way, if a similar situation arises again, I can easily get to the scene to handle the incident."
"I see, that's a great idea!" After hearing Aisen's explanation, Professor Flitwick immediately showed an admiring expression.
Chapter 67 Temporary Research Team
Professor McGonagall returned in just ten minutes, and as expected, Professor Dumbledore followed her.
"Professor Dumbledore, hello!" Aisen greeted him quickly, not daring to show any neglect as he looked at Professor Dumbledore, whose white beard already drooped to his chest.
"Hello, Professor Aisen, hello, Professor Flitwick!" Dumbledore nodded upon seeing this, greeting both of them. Then, he winked mischievously, "Alright, Professor McGonagall said there was an urgent matter that required my presence, so, who can tell me what it is?"
"Uh—" The few of them looked at each other, and finally, Aisen spoke, "I have an idea that could combine certain theories of Transfiguration with Apparition…"
After Aisen clearly explained the whole story, Dumbledore's expression turned serious.
"I must say, this is a very astonishing idea, but it cannot be made public!" Like Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore's first thought was the safety of Hogwarts.
Clearly, he was also afraid that if Dark Wizards or Death Eaters learned it, they could freely intrude into Hogwarts, which would be too dangerous for the students.
"Yes, Professor McGonagall said the same thing, so I definitely won't reveal it and give those Dark Wizards a chance to learn it." Aisen spread his hands, reaffirming his point of view, then looked at the others, "I imagine the Professors here feel the same way, don't you?"
"Alright, I understand your idea, Professor Aisen!" Dumbledore nodded with relief upon hearing Aisen's idea, but then he raised a question, "However, I must say, if we create this Charm according to your idea, it will be very complex and difficult. It will take time and effort to succeed, but the Professors also have their own duties and cannot use their lunch break to—"
"Oh, alright, I understand what Professor Dumbledoremeans. How about we put the time after dinner? My idea is, just me, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick—the four of us—go to the Charms Class classroom to research together after dinner?" Aisen voiced his thoughts.
After all, among the few of them, he seemed to be the most free, only having one Astronomy Class on Wednesday evenings. Although Dumbledore did not teach, it could be inferred that he was not only responsible for overseeing all matters big and small at Hogwarts but also had to manage Wizengamot affairs and even investigate and search for everything related to Lord Voldemort. Therefore, Dumbledore's time should be quite tightly scheduled.
As for Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, they would certainly spend more time teaching students. So, Aisen only thought for a moment before setting the time for after dinner.
As for why Aisen specifically mentioned just the few of them, the purpose was actually quite obvious. What if Dumbledore, on a whim, brought Snape in? Wouldn't that be equivalent to revealing it to Lord Voldemort?
Although Aisen knew that Snape was actually Dumbledore's spy, he couldn't guarantee that Snapewouldn't use this information as a 'certificate of submission' to gain Lord Voldemort's trust.
Therefore, Aisen specifically made that remark.
Subsequently, none of the Professors objected. Thus, a temporary magic research group was established. Since the matter was settled, Aisen took his leave.
After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, Aisenthought he wouldn't encounter anything strange, but unexpectedly, as he passed the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class classroom, a figure stumbled out of the classroom in a disheveled state and hastily closed the door.
The person, dressed in an aquamarine robe, was none other than Professor Lockhart, the Professor of Dark Arts. However, unlike the consistently calm and composed Lockhart Aisen had seen before, his hair was messy, and even his overly clean robe had several tears, as if it had been ripped apart by something.
Oh my! Are those Little Wizards that unruly? Even the Professor of Dark Arts got beaten out?
"Professor Lockhart, what is this—" Aisen, filled with doubt, couldn't help but step forward and greet him.
"Cough, cough—nothing, I'm assigning some practical class content for the Little Wizards; they must complete it independently, I won't help them!" Seeing ProfessorAisen approach, Lockhart immediately pretended as if nothing had happened, pointing at the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class classroom as he spoke, while simultaneously running a hand through his wavy blonde hair.
Upon hearing Lockhart's explanation, Aisen immediately recalled a scene from the depths of his memory and instantly knew what had happened inside. Looking at Lockhart, who had an expression of "As long as I'm not embarrassed, then others are embarrassed," Aisencouldn't help but feel speechless.
If it weren't for the occasional screams of students coming from the classroom, Aisen would have almost believed Lockhart's explanation.
"Immobilize all—" A clear voice came through the door and windows, and the screams in the classroom immediately ceased. Aisen knew at once that Hermionemust have solved the problem with a Freezing Spell.
It must be said, judging solely from this one class, one could see how incompetent Lockhart was. If Aisenremembered correctly, when dealing with these largely harmless Cornish Pixies, Lockhart actually pulled out his wand intending to act, but his Charm failed, and the Pixies even snatched his wand away.
And Hermione, a Little Wizard who had just started her second year, directly immobilized all the Pixies. Just thinking about this contrast made Aisen feel somewhat incredible.
Logically speaking, Hermione's magic, whether in quantity or strength, was definitely not superior to Lockhart's. Yet, the performance of the two was so vastly different. To be honest, Aisen truly found it hard to imagine that Lockhart was a Ravenclaw graduate.
"Alright, I still have things to attend to, goodbye Professor Aisen!" Seeing that the students were about to come out, Lockhart had no interest in chatting with Aisenanymore. So, after a quick greeting, Lockhart hurried away.
...
After the last class of the afternoon, Aisen encountered the Trio in the Great Hall. However, two of the Triolooked like wilted eggplants, listless and utterly spiritless.
"Why do you all look like this? Did something happen?" Aisen stepped forward and asked.
"Professor, I don't think you'll believe it, Professor Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts Class is about knowing his favorite color, his birthday, what his most desired birthday gift is, and so on. I must be crazy!" When talking about the pain in his heart, Harry was simply depressed.
"He also released a cage of Cornish Pixies to mess up the classroom and then ran away himself!" Ron scoffed, delivering a critical hit.
"But Professor Lockhart wanted to give us a practical opportunity!" Hermione retorted softly, pursing her lips, and then secretly glanced at Aisen.
"Oh, come on, he doesn't even know what he's doing. Didn't you see? Neville was strung up by the Pixies, and he ran away!" Ron said, patting Harry beside him, and Harry, seeing this, agreed.
"Nonsense!" Hermione's voice rose, "You've all read his books, think about the amazing things he's done!"
"Who knows? That's just what he said he did!" Ronmumbled, clearly disagreeing with Hermione's view.
"Professor Aisen, you've read those books too, what do you think?" Hermione turned to Aisen, blinking her eyes, seemingly anticipating Aisen's answer.
"Well, judging from the experiences described in the books, those things are undoubtedly real." Hearing Aisensay this, Hermione's face immediately broke into a smile. However, his subsequent words disappointed Hermione, "However, whether those are Professor Lockhart's experiences, I think you will definitely discover that in your upcoming studies."
Harry and Ron laughed silently, trembling all over. Hermione, however, haughtily turned her head away, seemingly not wanting to bother with Aisen anymore.
Chapter 68: The Map
After dinner, Aisen went to the Charms Class classroom to discuss an enhanced version of Apparition with Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick.
Since it was Wednesday and there was Astronomy Classin the evening, the discussion was not in-depth, only a simple confirmation of the theoretical and general direction for their upcoming research.
However, it must be said that Aisen encountered a significant problem right from the start. That is, while Transfiguration used on food can summon it from one place to another out of thin air, when applied to a person, it seems to involve a certain degree of human Transfiguration.
Of course, it's not a direct and crude human Transfiguration, but rather a part of Transfiguration that can effectively act on the human body. Only by applying this part to the human body, and then combining it with Apparition, can Aisen achieve his goal.
Unfortunately, due to his aversion to Animagus, Aisenhad never delved deeply into the study of human Transfiguration.
Therefore, going forward, under the suggestions of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, if Aisen wanted to research an enhanced version of Apparition, he would have to study human Transfiguration in depth, even if he didn't learn Animagus.
Thus, this temporarily formed magic research team gained another task: to teach Aisen some more in-depth secrets and mysteries of human Transfiguration.
During Astronomy Class that evening, Aisen did not delve into overly profound content. Knowing how Little Wizards behaved, he briefly touched upon knowledge learned in the previous school year while explaining the planetary orbits.
However, perhaps due to being accustomed to Aisen's teaching style, the Little Wizards were much more attentive during their studies. This made Aisen's job considerably easier.
The next morning, after his usual practice of Charm and Transfiguration, Aisen began to ponder the intricacies of human Transfiguration. An hour and a half later, as Aisenwas about to pause his studies to go to the Great Hall for breakfast, Fred and George came knocking.
"Fred, George, is there something you need?" Aisencouldn't help but find it amusing as the two quickly closed the door after entering, looking secretive.
"That's right, Professor Aisen, we've brought something very interesting—"
"It's similar to the Professor's mirror—"
The Weasley Twins exchanged glances, then looked at Aisen and spoke one after another. But no matter how he looked at them, they appeared furtive, as if afraid of someone discovering something.
Then, Fred pulled a piece of parchment from his robes and showed it to Aisen.
Aisen had heard of this Map for a long time. However, hearing them mention his scrying mirror, Aisen knew they were eyeing it.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!" Fred took out his wand, pointed it at the parchment, and solemnly recited the secret phrase, and then the blank parchment rapidly transformed.
In an instant, a detailed Map of the entire Hogwartsappeared on the parchment, transforming it into a Map. Of course, this wasn't the crucial part; the crucial part was that the Map could display the names of all people located within Hogwarts. And, just like the Map's name, the Map, the names displayed on it were constantly moving.
Clearly, the constant movement of names indicated that someone was also constantly moving.
Observing the Map up close, Aisen found that while it was inferior to his scrying mirror in some aspects, it was stronger in others. That is, it could display a person's true name.
For example, although Aisen's scrying mirror could see everything and everyone in Hogwarts more clearly, it couldn't distinguish between real and fake. Just like Ron's pet rat, Scabbers. If Aisen hadn't known the truth beforehand, even if he had seen it in the scrying mirror, he wouldn't have noticed its abnormality.
But the Map could directly display the name of Pettigrew. It was as if it directly used an appraisal Charm, which was stronger than Aisen's scrying mirror.
Of course, these were irrelevant matters to Aisen. After all, he already knew the truth about some things.
Actually, what made Aisen more curious was how Fredand George discovered the Charm to open the Map.
Aisen knew that they had secretly taken this Map from Filch's office. However, the Charm to open this Map was absolutely insane. How did they know it?
Did they try it out? But that would be too outrageous. You have to know, before the Map was opened, it was just a blank piece of parchment.
After getting this thing, who would have thought that it would be opened by the phrase "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good"? It's like being given a treasure chest and asked to guess the password to open it. Would you know if the password is a string of numbers, a poem, an idiom, or an insult?
Therefore, Aisen felt that while it was possible they guessed the Charm, the probability was not high. The most likely scenario was that the two brothers found snippets of information about the Map while researching in Hogwarts.
However, it was precisely because of the Map that Fredand George could move freely during their night escapades without being discovered by Filch. It must be said that their talents were indeed focused elsewhere.
"A very good Map. Did you make it?" Aisen looked at the Map and indeed saw his name standing still with Fredand George. Of course, he couldn't show that he already knew everything, so he asked.
"Oh, no, we found it in Filch's office." Fred and Georgeshook their heads and truthfully explained the Map's origin.
"Even Dumbledore in the Principal's office can be seen!" Aisen nodded, sighing in admiration.
"Yes, he often paces in his office," George shrugged.
"Mischief managed!" Fred pointed his wand at the Map, then he and George looked at him with expectant expressions.
"So, you came to me because you want to exchange it for the method of making the scrying mirror?" Seeing their expressions, and recalling Fred and George's actions on the train earlier, Aisen could almost anticipate why the two had come to him.
"Scrying mirror?" The two exchanged glances, then looked at Aisen in confusion.
"That's it!" Aisen looked at the two with a half-smile and pulled out the scrying mirror from his storage ring.
Instantly, Fred and George's eyes lit up, and as they nodded, they also showed a hint of embarrassment.
"But I can't teach you how to make it!" Aisen flipped his hand, put away the scrying mirror, and then said seriously, "If I teach you, what if you use it to peep into the girls' dormitory or the girls' restroom?"
Fred and George couldn't help but show disappointment after hearing the first half of Aisen's words, but after hearing the second half, they suddenly became stunned.
The two stared blankly at Aisen, then their expressions gradually became strange.
"What are you thinking?" Seeing their expressions, Aisensuddenly had an ominous premonition.
"Nothing, nothing—" "Yes, nothing, Professor Aisen, we have something to do, so we're leaving!" The two waved their hands, composed their expressions, and pretended to have something to do as they prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment!" Aisen called out to them.
"Why the long faces? Take these, carry them with you!" Seeing the two turn around with expressions of wanting to cry but having no tears, Aisen suddenly found it amusing. After scolding them, he imprinted a "∞" magical mark on two playing cards and handed them to them separately.
"What is this?" The two took the cards and turned them over several times, but it was Fred who asked curiously.
"It's a type of protective Charm. Don't worry and take it; Ron has one too!" Aisen did not explain its function in detail.
"Ha—that's so cool!"
"Thank you, Professor Aisen, goodbye!"
The two finally smiled, then giggled and waved to Aisenbefore leaving.
Chapter 69: Conflict on the Quidditch Pitch
Aisen was steadily advancing his well-laid plans, occasionally using his God's Perspective observation ability to keep an eye on the Trio, but he didn't expect the Trio to run into trouble the very next day.
Early Saturday morning, Harry was woken up by Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain. Harry, who had originally planned to sleep a few more hours, could only groggily follow Wood out of the dormitory.
Yes, Wood had always been bothered by the GryffindorQuidditch team's failure to win the Quidditch Cup last year. In his opinion, the Gryffindor Quidditch team's strength had always been superior to other house teams.
But unfortunately, because Harry was in the hospital and missed the last final match, Gryffindor suffered its biggest defeat in three hundred years.
Therefore, as the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditchteam, Wood spent the entire summer designing new training plans. And so, early on Saturday morning, he directly dragged Harry out of bed, wanting to put his new training plan into practice.
Harry also knew the reason for the Quidditch team's failure last year, so out of guilt, he didn't blame Wood for waking him up so early. Afterward, Harry wrote a note for Ron and followed Wood to the changing room.
When Harry arrived at the changing room, he found that not only was he yawning, but Fred and George also had dark circles under their eyes, looking like they hadn't slept well.
But this wasn't the unluckiest thing today. Because Woodhad to explain the new training plan he had spent a summer developing, by the time they arrived at the Quidditch Pitch, the sun was already high in the sky. Even Ron and Hermione had already arrived in the stands.
Of course, that wasn't the key. The key was that because Wood spent too much time explaining the new training plan, when they arrived at the Quidditch Pitch, they found that the Slytherin people had also arrived on the pitch.
This immediately made Wood very angry, after all, Gryffindor had already booked the pitch for today.
Therefore, when Aisen discovered that Slytherin had also arrived at the Quidditch Pitch, combined with the memories deep in his mind, he knew that this conflict was unavoidable.
Ever since Aisen integrated the perfect-grade observation characteristic, he would basically actively turn off God's Perspective when focusing on something or resting. The rest of the time, Aisen would consciously keep God's Perspective on to train his observation ability.
At first, although the perspective shift was very convenient, it was different from the normal perspective he had adapted to for two lifetimes, so keeping a 360-degree, no-blind-spot perspective on for a long time was inevitably a bit awkward. But after a period of training, he had fully adapted to it.
Therefore, when Aisen arrived at the Quidditch Pitch, he saw Hermione and Ron burst into the center of the pitch from his God's Perspective. Immediately afterward, he saw Malfoy saying something sarcastically, and then the entire Gryffindor Quidditch team exploded. Ron even pulled out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy.
Boom—
A loud explosion rang out on the Quidditch Pitch. Ron's Charm, shot from his damaged wand, bounced back onto himself.
Ron staggered two steps before falling directly to the ground.
"Ron, are you okay?" Harry cried out in alarm. Ron tried to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he let out a big burp and spat out several slugs.
Immediately, Slytherin erupted in laughter.
"What's going on?" Aisen came into the crowd, knelt down to check on Ron's condition, and then stood up, looked around, and reprimanded them.
"Professor Aisen, Malfoy—he actually—actually dared to do that—he called her a 'Mudblood'!" A girl looked at Aisen, trembling with anger, then glared hatefully at Malfoy. Aisen knew her, Alicia Spinnet, a fourth-year Gryffindor Quidditch Chaser.
Is this Malfoy really not brain-damaged? Aisen highly doubted if Malfoy had a problem with his head, to actually utter such a malicious, discriminatory term in public.
He had already said a lot of private things in Astronomy Class, so why was Malfoy still like this? Was his villain halo so strong that he was forcibly dumbed down whenever he encountered the Savior Trio?
"Hermione, do you remember? I once said that you are a very excellent Wizard. You see, in class, there is no Charmyou can't learn. So, you don't need to take to heart what others say out of jealousy." Aisen came to Hermione's side and gently comforted her.
With Aisen's comfort, Hermione immediately felt like she had eaten honey. After nodding heavily, Hermione smiled.
"Alright, you and Harry take Ron to Hagrid's first, I still have something to deal with!" Seeing Hermione's mood improve, Aisen then nodded to Hermione and made arrangements.
After Hermione and Harry helped Ron move towards Hagrid's hut, Aisen stepped towards Malfoy.
Step by step, he seemed to carry immense pressure, making the Slytherins subconsciously suppress their smiles.
"Pro—Professor Aisen!" Malfoy tightened his grip on his Nimbus 2001. Seeing Aisen's gloomy face, he couldn't help but swallow.
"Oh, all changed to Nimbus 2001s. Is this the arrogance of the rich? Can you bully classmates at will?" Aisenraised an eyebrow when he saw that every Slytherin had a Nimbus 2001, his voice a bit stern.
"I am just an Astronomy Professor, and of course, I don't bother to manage you Slytherin." When they heard Aisensay this, Malfoy and the other Slytherins breathed a sigh of relief, but then Aisen continued with a remark that deflated them, "But regarding this matter, I think it's necessary to inform Professor Snape!"
After he finished speaking, a playing card appeared in Aisen's hand, instantly transforming into a hummingbird that flew towards the Castle.
A few minutes later, Snape appeared on the Quidditch Pitch with a gloomy face.
"Professor Aisen, I specifically approved Slytherin to train on the Quidditch Pitch. I think you don't need to remind me to handle this matter!" Looking at Gryffindor and Slytherin standing on opposite sides, while Aisen stared at the Slytherin team members, Snape's tone was quite displeased.
That's right, Aisen had developed a simple function using Transfiguration that could be used to transmit messages. Just like using the Patronus Charm to transmit messages. But Aisen found the Patronus too conspicuous, so he developed a similar function using Transfiguration.
"It's certainly no problem for Professor Snape, as the Dean of Slytherin, to specifically approve them to train on the Quidditch Pitch." Aisen nodded, but a playful smile appeared on his face, "But I think Professor Snapeshouldn't have approved Malfoy shouting 'Mudblood' at others, right!"
At that moment, Aisen noticed Snape's cheek twitch. Clearly, this sentence directly struck Snape's heart. He recalled that he had once called Lily a 'Mudblood', which led to the breakdown of their friendship, and Snape was still repenting to this day, but he never expected to hear that word again.
"You idiot, do you want me to notify your father to take you home? Malfoy?" Snape furiously reprimanded Malfoy, "Slytherin, twenty points from your house. You'll have detention in my office tonight."
"Professor Aisen, how do you think I handled this matter?" After reprimanding Malfoy, Snape looked at Aisen.
"Professor Snape is very fair in handling this matter, I certainly have no objections." Aisen clapped his hands, but saw Snape's face grow even uglier.
In fact, in Aisen's opinion, if he hadn't been there today, even if Snape knew about Malfoy's actions, he would probably have let it go lightly, without any punishment. How to put it? Although Aisen knew he was Dumbledore's man, his personality was indeed unlikable.
"Humph—" Snape said nothing, just snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Chapter 70: Musings on Hagrid's Pumpkins
After Professor Snape left, Aisen focused his attention on Hagrid's hut. After a change of perspective, Aisen saw a few figures.
Harry and Hermione were drinking tea brewed by Hagrid, while Ron was continuously vomiting into a brass basin.
Subsequently, Aisen walked towards Hagrid's hut.
"I just saw Lockhart come to your place. What did he want, Hagrid?!" Harry's question reached Aisen as he pushed open the door to Hagrid's hut.
"Professor Aisen—" Everyone in the hut, except for a weak Ron, greeted Aisen.
"Lockhart had something he wanted to talk to Hagridabout?" Aisen pulled up a chair and sat down, then continued Harry's question.
"Heh—he wanted to teach me how to prevent water sprites from getting into wells." Hagrid set out a teapot in front of Aisen, his beard trembling with indignation. "As if I don't know! He also boasted about how he drove away banshees. Hmph, if even one word of it is true, I'll eat this teapot!"
Harry and Hermione looked at Hagrid in astonishment, and even a weak, vomiting Ron had the same expression. After all, in their eyes, it was impossible for someone like Hagrid to openly criticize a Hogwarts Professor.
"But Professor Dumbledore clearly thinks Lockhart is the most suitable Professor of Dark Arts!" Seeing Hagridspeak so poorly of Lockhart, Hermione couldn't sit still. Although she hadn't become a Lockhart fangirl, it didn't stop her from believing that Lockhart was a Professorwith real ability.
"No, he was just the only option." Hagrid pursed his lips, bringing over a plate of fudge and placing it in front of them, a look of disdain on his face. "I mean, it's very difficult to find a Professor of Dark Arts right now. Many adult Wizards don't really want to do it. They think the position is a bit unlucky and doesn't last long."
"Oh, right, what did Malfoy try to do again?" Seeing Ronvomit two more slugs, looking pale and miserable, Hagridcouldn't help but scratch his head and ask.
"Malfoy said a really nasty word to Hermione, he called Hermione a 'Mudblood.'" Ron said, his face pale, then buried his head back in the brass basin, "Ugh—"
"It's a good thing Professor Aisen was there. Oh, right, what happened to Malfoy afterward?" Harry then added.
Aisen smiled slightly and looked at Hermione. Seeing her look back, he gave her an encouraging glance. Then, Aisen looked at a surprised and angry Hagrid, and continued:
"I wanted to deduct a hundred points from Slytherindirectly, but you know, I don't really like Slytherin, and I'm too lazy to bother with them, so I just called Professor Snape over and let him handle those students. Then, after Professor Snape found out what Malfoy had done, he not only reprimanded him but also deducted twenty points from him and gave him detention that night."
Upon hearing that Malfoy had been punished by Professor Snape, the Trio all showed a hint of joy. Clearly, for them, this was good news.
"Hmm, Professor Aisen should handle it this way, let Professor Snape manage his students. I'd like to see if Lucius will come to the school to cause trouble for Professor Snape." Hagrid's eyes sparkled, then he looked at Ron, "Luckily you didn't succeed in casting the Charmon Malfoy, otherwise, you really would have run into trouble!"
Hearing Hagrid say this, Aisen could understand. After all, Malfoy's father was on the Hogwarts board, and his family was quite wealthy. If he were to cause trouble for Ron, it was truly hard to say what Ron's outcome would be.
"Oh, right, Harry, Lockhart said you were going to hand out signed photos. How come I didn't get one?" Hagridsuddenly remembered something and said, smiling, to Harry, whose mouth was full of fudge.
Well—
Lockhart's speed in spreading news was quite fast, even Hagrid knew about it. However, Aisen could tell that Hagrid was clearly teasing Harry.
"I didn't hand out any signed photos." Harry vehemently retorted, "That's all Lockhart spreading rumors—"
"Haha, I know, I was just joking with you." Hagrid laughed and stepped forward to pat Harry on the shoulder. Although he thought he didn't use much force, his physique was there. So Harry was directly knocked into the table.
"I knew you wouldn't do that. I told Lockhart you don't need to hand out signed photos to be more famous than him." Hagrid laughed awkwardly and helped Harry up with effort.
Hearing Hagrid say this, Aisen nodded. That's right, Harryand Lockhart, their fame in the Wizarding Worlddefinitely couldn't be compared. After all, Harry was the Savior, his fame could certainly rival Dumbledore. As for Lockhart, he had only stirred up a little bit of fame.
"Then Lockhart's face must have been very ugly after hearing that!" Harry rubbed his chin after sitting up straight.
"That's right, he wasn't very happy." Hagrid grinned, "I also told him I'd never read his books, and then he decided to leave."
"Come see what I've grown, you'll be amazed!" After Harry and Hermione finished their tea, Hagrid suddenly seemed to remember something, showing a mysterious expression and winking at Aisen.
Arriving at the vegetable patch behind Hagrid's hut, Aisen saw a dozen or so pumpkins that were exceptionally eye-catching. The reason they were eye-catching was because of their enormous size.
"How about it? They're growing pretty well, right!" Hagridpointed to the half-human-tall pumpkins, saying happily, "These are all for the Halloween feast, and they'll grow even bigger by then."
"What fertilizer did you use on them?" Harry's eyes widened in surprise.
Aisen went up to a pumpkin and reached out to touch it. He once again marveled at the incredible nature of magic. Although Aisen had long believed that Muggle Worldtechnology would experience explosive growth in the future, and even some technological means could achieve things that magic could not, it had to be said that some magic was indeed too fantastical and too idealistic.
Just like the hunger problem faced by many countries in the Muggle World, this is completely not a problem for magic. Because food cannot be conjured out of thin air, but it can be multiplied through the Duplication Charm.
In addition, like Hagrid, one can directly apply expansion magic to planted food, making the food grow larger. Logically, this could easily solve food crises.
In fact, any Wizard or Aisen himself, if he were to open a grain or food-related company in the Muggle World, would probably become the richest person in the world sooner or later. This is truly terrifying.
"If the Wizarding World and the Muggle World could cooperate fully, perhaps this world would erupt with unimaginable vitality." Suddenly, this thought flashed through Aisen's mind, leaving him somewhat inexplicably shocked. But on second thought, Aisen felt that such a thing was currently impossible.
Perhaps, one day in the future, this possibility might arise.
At this moment, Aisen had a new perspective on magic. He found that the more he explored the path of magic, the more he would discover its Charm.
Perhaps for Wizards who grew up in Wizarding families, magic might be a common ability. Most of them would only learn how to control their magic at Hogwarts or other schools, learning those inherited Charms, but they would never delve deeper or more broadly into researching the uses of magic.
But for Aisen, it was not like this. After all, he had lived in the world of ordinary people for two lifetimes and several decades, and his worldview and thinking were different from those of Wizards. Therefore, some ingenious ideas about magic would always bring him some inspiration. They allowed him to look at magic from another angle. Aisen felt that, in addition to his golden finger, this way of thinking might also be an advantage.