Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Night falls.

Aaron was lying alone in the tent, bored looking at the stars through the skylight.

It was the first time he ran away from home, and it was the first time he camped alone in the wild, and he was inevitably a little uncomfortable.

The accommodation conditions are naturally incomparable, but the holy dragon brand pillow in his arms, the top-quality magic carpet on his body, and the backpack full of funds under his head still warm his more worldly heart Not a lot.

"go to bed!"

Just as Aaron was about to close his eyes, he frowned involuntarily.

Bang bang bang bang!

From the very top of the Burrow came the sound of ghouls tapping pipes again.

Although he is far away from Aaron, his current physical fitness is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can barely hear this not-so-subtle sound.

Honestly, no one likes sleeping noises, but Aaron couldn't help it with that ghoul either.

After all, the owner of the Burrow never drove or eliminated him, and even Ron Weasley, who was closest to the ghoul, didn't raise any objections.

This meant that the Weasley family was very familiar with this ghoul, and it was not easy for him to have such an acquaintance.

Aaron sighed slightly, raised his palm, and cast a simple soundproof magic on the tent.

With a layer of white light flashing across, the world became much quieter.

However, just when Aaron felt that he could rest, a few small shadows appeared on the tent.

There are very few goblins in the garden who can't sleep and want to find something to do when they have nothing to do. The Burrow will not disturb them, but this tent may not be necessary.

"Ah, these days! I can't even sleep well."

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, walked out of the tent, looked at the eight short and fat little guys outside, who looked like fine potatoes, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to disturb you, you'd better not bother I.

Otherwise, do so at your own risk. "

But these goblins obviously didn't take Aaron's warning to heart, and continued to go their own way, chattering outside the tent.

"Then don't blame me." Aaron shook his head and put Abe in his arms, "Go."

Roar!

Abe let out a low growl, and rushed towards the eight goblins.

With the physical fitness of the Dragon Clan, these harmful garden animals with the same fighting power as weak chickens can easily fight eight of them with one.

At this moment, the door of the Burrow opened suddenly, and Mr. Weasley hurried over with a lamp, "Almost forgot, Aaron, the goblin in the garden, you have to pay attention..."

Before he finished speaking, Arthur's voice stopped abruptly.

Because in front of him, Abbe showed a fighting power that was completely different from his appearance.

It slapped one goblin away with one paw, and caught another goblin that was about to run into the garden. As for the remaining six goblins, they lay on the ground and groaned in pain.

"Mr. Weasley, what's the matter?"

"there is none left.

Just to remind you, I will take care of your magical animal in the future. Arthur smiled far-fetchedly, turned and walked towards the Burrow.

Aaron shrugged, and picked up Abe who was about to wash the ground with the dragon's breath, "Just teach me a lesson, you can't really kill me!"

Abe nodded and followed Aaron back to the tent.

After it showed its strength, the goblins in the garden calmed down a lot. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the frogs in the pond had also calmed down.

......

The next day, Aaron got up early.

He stepped out of the tent and stretched himself in the first ray of sunlight in the morning.

"You're awake." George and Fred came over, "You got up so early! Even my father only got up so early when the Ministry of Magic made surprise inspections."

"Eh... Aren't you too late?"

"It's different. We set the alarm clock on purpose. We usually sleep in at this time!" George said.

"What? Quidditch training early in the morning?"

"There are some reasons for this, but it's not the main reason." Fred said, "I guess Wood will give us a long lecture after school starts. His love for Quidditch is simply more than anyone else."

"I heard that he also asked you to train with him when it rained?"

"It depends on how heavy the rain is." George shrugged, then looked at Aaron's tent, and asked shyly, "Where... is your flying blanket?"

Aaron came to his senses and glanced in the direction of the village, which was still shrouded in darkness.

"No wonder you have to get up so early, it's hard work!"

"We've always been interested in novelty," said Fred, eager in his voice.

Aaron smiled, took out the dark blue blanket from the tent, and spread it in midair.

Looking at the magic carpet floating steadily in mid-air, the Weasley brothers' eyes shone brightly, and they suddenly felt that the broomstick was not good.

"Should we wait for Harry and the others?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"No, it's too late when they wake up."

George and Weasley said in unison, and then jumped onto the magic carpet impatiently.

The reason why they got up so early was because the Muggles in the village were still sleeping at this time. They didn't have to worry about being discovered, and they could let go of themselves and experience the magic of the flying carpet unscrupulously.

The dark blue shadow disappeared in front of Aaron's eyes, and the Weasley brothers controlled the magic carpet to fly around.

The speed of the magic carpet is much faster than their broom, and the two of them also experienced the feeling of flying like lightning for a long time.

More than two hours later, Harry and Ron came out of the room.

Seeing George and Fred sitting on the magic carpet and basking in the sun, both of them were a little moved.

But before they could speak, the Weasley brothers controlled the magic carpet to descend, folded it and put it in Aaron's hand by the way.

"This...isn't it appropriate for you to do this?" Ron said angrily, "We have just arrived!"

"Very suitable." Fred teased, "Muggles are all awake, this time is not suitable for high-altitude flying, if found, the Ministry of Magic will send special personnel to deal with it, then it will be troublesome."

"So..." George put the two broomsticks into Harry's and Ron's hands respectively, "You guys should play with this! Remember to fly lower."

Aaron gave them a sympathetic look, "The early bird catches the worm.

Tomorrow!You will have a chance. "

"Can't it be tonight?" Harry asked, "Muggles won't notice at night, will they!

Not to mention that this blanket has a natural protective color at night. "

"This really doesn't work." After hesitating for a while, Ron said with a wry smile: "Mom went to buy ingredients, and it said that it will prepare a big meal tonight to celebrate Ginny's attendance at Hogwarts this year.

And school will start tomorrow, if we have fun tonight, maybe we won't be able to catch tomorrow's train. "

"All right!"

"It's okay." Aaron patted Harry's shoulder, "In the future, if you lend me the Invisibility Cloak, I can definitely lend you the blanket."

Harry nodded helplessly, and Ron and Ron picked up the broom and went to a paddock on the hill to pass the time by tossing apples.

After everyone left, Aaron felt a little bored by himself.

I simply made a simple fishing rod, moved a pony and tied it to the edge of the pond to catch fish.

But his luck was not very good, the Weasleys had finished their lunch, he only caught one fish, and was given to him by his pet.

The burst of dragon flames was so sudden that before he could react, Abe cooked the fish. Although the taste might not be very good, it could still be eaten as a tooth sacrifice.

After all, it is a dragon, not to mention cooked food, raw food is no problem!

After that, Aaron took it under his eyelids and looked at it. From a distance, this combination of master and pet is the background board of the pension.

"Why don't you bite the hook?" Aaron looked at the nearest big grass carp and couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

It was this fish he had been eyeing three hours before.

But the hook was swung several times in a row, and the bait was sent to the edge of the fish's mouth, but it just didn't move.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t bite the hook, but it still keeps swimming near the bait, maybe it’s protecting the food, or maybe it’s judging whether there is a trap. Aaron himself didn’t expect that he would fight a protracted battle with a fish for three hours.

"Why don't I go and catch it." Abe couldn't stand it anymore, if his master sat down again, he would probably become a wood carving.

"No way!" Aaron shook his head, "It's all about patience at this time, I won't be defeated by a fish."

Abei curled his lips, disapproving in his heart, only thinking that the master was making a fuss out of a molehill.

As soon as it changed into a comfortable position, it saw the fishing line began to shake violently, and a pair of big eyes cautiously looked towards the bottom of the water.

"Finally hooked."

The corner of Aaron's mouth lightly grinned, and he exerted force with his right hand, pulling up the grass carp below.

Click!

Just as he was about to pull the fish out of the water, the weak fishing rod suddenly snapped in two.

Do not!

Aaron began to howl in his heart. It would be fine if he didn't catch it, but he failed when he was only one step away from success, and he couldn't accept it personally.

Seeing the grass carp swimming farther and farther while dragging the half of the wooden pole, Aaron immediately picked up the half of the fishing rod in his hand and used the transformation technique to transform it into a long net pole.

The net rod quickly entered the water, then lifted up suddenly, and the grass carp was fished out.

call!

Aaron looked at his hard-earned spoils and took a deep breath, "There are twists and turns! But I am the one who wins in the end!"

Looking at this alive and kicking grass carp, two options came to Aaron's mind.

steamed?Braised?

But after struggling for a long time, he borrowed kitchen utensils and seasonings, and added a plate of braised fish to the evening meal.