Aaron had just left the black market a few steps away, and danger soon came.
A figure blocked his way. The figure was like a thin bamboo pole, tall and thin. He was wearing a loose cloak, which completely covered his body from top to bottom, only revealing his sinister pair. s eyes.
"Just you?"
Aaron raised his eyebrows, his expression seemed frivolous, but secretly he had already quietly reached his hand into his pocket.
"I advise you not to act rashly, sir."
There was a sound full of coldness - one after another, figures walked out from all around, including the blockers, eight in total, all wearing robes and cloaks that covered them from head to tail, as if they were just ordinary customers in this black market.
They raised their wands in unison, pointing the wand ends at Aaron.
"Hand over what you have on you and we can let you leave alive."
The leader among them threatened in a cold voice.
"Did One-Eyed Fulen send you here?"
Aaron smiled, which was what he expected.
No one answered. The blockers just raised their wands and took a step closer to Aaron——
This is a naked threat.
"It seems there is no need to discuss."
Aaron glanced at his mouth and pretended to take something from his pocket.
"Don't move! Raise your hands above your head!"
The leader snapped.
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you..."
Aaron quickly removed his hands from his pockets as if he was frightened.
He hid an iron piece that he had caught between his fingers earlier, and slowly raised his hands into the air.
The blockers also relaxed their efforts - in their view, a wizard without his wand is equivalent to losing his hands, and his threat level is almost gone...
When they were less than a few steps away from Aaron, the leader suddenly saw the faint smile on the corner of Aaron's mouth.
A strong sense of foreboding swept over him, and the leader shouted:
"No, hurry up..."
As he spoke, his wand shot out a fierce explosive spell!
However, it's already too late——
I saw Aaron's hands colliding in the air - he seemed to have given a brisk high-five, and a burst of silver light shot out from between his hands, and then there was only a "boom", like a blast bomb in the forest. Exploded!
A huge wave of air hit, knocking the blockers to the ground. Their heads were buzzing as if a thousand needles were stuck in their eardrums.
Several rays of light from the spell flew past, but they all deviated from the direction - they hit the tree, and with a huge noise, the tree was blasted through the middle, and fallen leaves fell all over the sky.
"defense!"
The leader collapsed to the ground, and he immediately gave instructions - he quickly put an iron armor spell on himself, and then struggled to get up.
However, Aaron just stood under the tree and watched them leisurely.
His wand slipped out of his sleeve - Aaron raised his wand and pointed it at the fallen leaves in the sky.
"Everyone, St. Mungo's welcomes you!"
Aaron smiled, and in an instant, the fallen leaves falling from the sky transformed into vicious dogs with claws and teeth.
Then, there were bursts of pitiful screams that resounded through the forest, scaring countless birds to flap their wings and fly away.
"ah--!!!"
…
Aaron returned to Hogwarts with a pocket full of gold galleons.
It wasn't that he wanted to rob it, it was mainly because those people had fun with the dogs he had transformed and insisted on giving it to him.
Alas, there are still many good people these days!
As soon as Aaron entered the castle, he saw Professor McGonagall walking towards him in a hurry. There was a look on her face that was mixed with anxiety and happiness.
"Thank God you're finally back, Custer."
She glanced at the pocket that Aaron was holding and was a little curious, but she didn't ask, she just said:
"Castor, are you free now? Albus has something to ask you."
"It's nothing. Are you going to the principal's office?"
Mag nodded and then motioned for Aaron to follow her.
Aaron felt a little strange, but he still followed Mag.
The two walked through the castle one after another, and Aaron noticed that the few wizards he met were extremely respectful to him, as if he had become a great big shot overnight.
Aaron also bumped into Lockhart on the way, but the strange thing was that as soon as he bumped into Aaron, he immediately assumed a very well-controlled posture - the corners of his mouth curved in an appropriate arc, not too much, not too much. Show less eight snow-white teeth.
Sometimes Aaron has to admit that there is a reason why this guy won the so-called 'Most Charming Smile Award'.
However, before Lockhart could finish his work, McGonagall hurriedly pushed him away and said with some displeasure:
"Professor Lockhart, Castle is very busy right now, please forgive me."
The two came to Dumbledore's office all the way, and McGonagall reported the slogan-'Lemon Sherbet'
The gargoyle jumped aside, and the two climbed the spiral staircase and entered the principal's office.
Still in the familiar circular room, Dumbledore was sitting behind the table eating a pile of cockroaches - a very interesting snack that was made into the shape of a cockroach, which made it difficult for many people to eat, but it was easy to bite. Then you will find that there is honey-sweet golden syrup inside.
However, this kind of candy must be properly stored, otherwise once real cockroaches get in, you will have to add some protein...
He was accompanied by another man - a short, fat, round wizard with bulging eyes and a thick silver beard as thick as a walrus.
He was eating piles of cockroaches with Dumbledore. When he saw Aaron come in, Dumbledore blew away the silver whiskers in front of his lips and said with a smile:
"Oh, Aaron, come on..."
However, before he could finish speaking, the wizard immediately stood up - with a 'pop' sound, very quickly - he moved so fast that there was syrup in the pile of cockroaches he had just bitten open. Splattered on himself.
"oh!"
The wizard showed an exaggerated expression, but didn't care. With a tap of his wand, his clothes were immediately as neat as new. Then, he walked forward with a friendly smile and stretched out his hand to Aaron.
"Young talent! I have heard about you from Dumbledore. I am so happy! After I leave, the school will still have such a young and outstanding teacher..."
Aaron was a little confused, but he still stretched out his hand and shook the wizard's hand.
However, the wizard refused to let go. He seemed to intend to express his friendliness through the heat transferred from his hands. While holding Aaron's hand, he said enthusiastically:
"Custer! That's not a very common last name. I may know one of your relatives...let me think."
"Oh, by the way, I wonder if you know Olivan Castor. He is my former student, Hispanic, and now works for the Daily Prophet. He has written many well-praised articles... "
"Okay Slughorn, Aaron is from a Muggle family. He doesn't have the wizarding relatives you know."
Dumbledore stepped forward and interrupted the wizard's enthusiastic words. He smiled and introduced Aaron:
"Aaron, let me introduce to you. This is Professor Horace Slughorn, our former colleague who teaches Potions. He heard that his position is now taken over by a talented young man who insists on Come back and have a look.”
As he spoke, Dumbledore had a look of helplessness on his face.
