Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

Under everyone's expectant eyes, Aeris stood up and said, "At today's gathering, we will only practice one spell: the Disarming Spell..."

Before Aris finished speaking, the students all started to whisper, with some expecting, some questioning, and some disdainful. Aris was not surprised, and he said, "Please be quiet!"

Magic was also mixed into Aeris' voice. As he finished speaking, the students who were whispering to each other involuntarily quieted down.

"A towering building is built from the ground up," Aeris said calmly, "The most taboo thing in learning magic is to be too ambitious. Basic magic is often the most important. If my cheap help has wasted your time, those who don't want to stay can leave now..."

Seeing that no one responded, Aeris smiled and invited, "Cedric, could you please come over and help me?"

Cedric stood up curiously, a little confused. Aeris asked, "Do you know the spell for the disarming spell?"

"Ahem," Cedric replied, and Aeris said, "Very well, let's do this, shall we?"

Cedric nodded, and the two stood opposite each other, took out their wands at the same time, bowed to each other, turned around at the same time, and walked five steps in completely opposite directions. Then, the two people, who were about ten steps apart, turned back to face each other at the same time and raised their wands.

Seeing that Aeris showed no sign of making the first move, Cedric hesitated, but still chanted the spell loudly: "Aikesipireahmihi~"

A red light came towards Eris. Eris was not in a hurry. He shook the magic wand in his hand lightly. When the red light was about to hit him, he whispered: "Stop the spell!" The moment Eris's magic wand touched the red light, the red light dissipated. Then Eris shouted loudly and clearly: "Ah, cough, ah ...

The same red light hit Cedric's wand accurately. Cedric's wand flew out of his hand, drawing a beautiful parabola and was caught by Aeris.

Aeris returned the wand to Cedric and explained to the stunned classmates around him, "Stop Spell~ This is a little trick to coordinate the spell with the wand. If you use the Disarming Spell well, you can also play some tricks. Now everyone can form groups of two."

Looking at the people who were freely grouped, Aeris said to Cedric, "Cedric, you are already very proficient in the disarming spell. You can try to learn the little trick I used just now to stop the spell. That one~ Miss Zhang Qiu..."

Zhang Qiu, who was still considering who to team up with, looked at Aries. Aries said, "Would you like to team up with Mr. Diggory?" Zhang Qiu nodded with a blush on his cheeks.

Seeing Zhang Qiu with a strange expression, Aries asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell? Miss Zhang Qiu, I have some recovery potions here..." Aries waved in a direction, and a cabinet came over. The cabinet was full of various potions.

Zhang Qiu quickly shook his head, his cheeks turned even redder, and followed Cedric to the side to practice.

Aeris moved among the crowd, correcting their pronunciation of spells or other precautions.

Although the students were not very enthusiastic when they first learned that they were practicing the Disarming Charm, a basic spell, but when they actually started practicing, they all became interested, especially Seamus. His Disarming Charm turned directly into an Exploding Charm, which exploded halfway through, leaving Neville, who was training with him, in a state of disarray.

In order to ensure Neville's personal safety, Aeris had to turn a stone into a human form. The stone man held a wooden stick in his hand. After correcting Seamus's casting habits several times, he let Seamus practice with the stone man.

Aeris broke off a branch from the fake tree and trained Neville unilaterally. Neville's talent in spells was far inferior to his talent in herbology. He could only knock the branch out of Aeris's hand once or twice out of ten times.

Amid the chaos of spells and flying wands, time passed quickly. Two hours passed in a hurry. When Aerys used the amplification spell to announce: "Well, everyone has behaved well, the party is over. Go and enjoy your dinner. If you want to join again, it will be at 9 am on Sunday, at the same place."

Eris paused, patted the potion cabinet at the door of the classroom and said, "If anyone feels tired, you can taste the potion I made myself."

Draco came over and took out a small bottle of potion from the cabinet. The label read: Physical Restoration Potion. He opened the lid and drank it in one gulp. His pale face turned green in an instant. He was about to spit it out when Aires stroked his wand and looked at him with a half-smile.

Draco closed his eyes and swallowed the potion. He looked at Aeris resentfully and said quietly, "The recovery potion shouldn't be that bitter!"

"Good medicine tastes bitter," Aeris looked at the others with interest and said, "Anyone else wants to drink it?"

The students all shook their heads.

Halloween is coming soon, and the defense team’s party went very smoothly. Everyone helped each other and there was a sense of being a “big family”.

After October, there were more rainy days. Students who couldn't go out to play always came to Eric in their spare time, hoping to have more group gatherings. Eric readily agreed, but seeing how much fun they were having in the "mini park", Eric seriously doubted the purpose of these people's request for more gatherings.

Even on rainy days, Captain Wood remained enthusiastic about Quidditch training. Harry, Fred, George and the others always returned to the common room soaking wet. If Aeris and Hermione were in the common room, they would use magic to dry their clothes.

Harry came back soaking wet again that day, and Edward helped him dry his clothes out of habit. Edward also tried to teach Harry the drying spell, and Harry did learn it, but the effect was very poor.

Harry recounted to Aries and the others what happened after he came back from training, when he soiled the corridor floor and was caught by the bad-tempered Mr. Filch and taken to the administrator's office. Hermione and Ron, who were playing wizard chess, also listened curiously.

"After I saw the letters and books on the table," Harry said, "Filch acted very strangely. He didn't even pursue the matter of me dirtying the floor and kicked me out of the office. I really don't understand why he made such a fuss about something that could be solved with a cleaning spell..."

Aris dragged Harry to sit next to Hermione and Ron, and said quietly: "Maybe he can't use magic at all..."

The others looked at Aeris in confusion, and Aeris continued, "I can't sense any magical fluctuations from him."

"That shouldn't be possible," said Ron. "Although the surname Filch is not famous, it is indeed the surname of a wizard family. He can't be a Muggle!"

"There is another possibility," Aeris said, "a squib..."

Hermione and Ron were thoughtful. Harry asked in confusion, "What's a Squib?"

Hermione explained: "When a wizard and a witch get together, if their child doesn't have the slightest magical talent, then this child is: a Squib..."

"No wonder he always asks Professor Dumbledore to remind students that magic is prohibited in the corridors," Ron said with a smile, "It turns out he is jealous!"

On the day of the Halloween dinner, Harry was suddenly inspired to attend the Deathday party of "Almost Headless Nick". Ron decided to go with him. When Harry invited Edwards, Edwards shook his head like a rattle and said, "I think the food at the Halloween dinner will be more suitable for Miss Know-It-All and me than the Deathday party." Hermione glanced at Edwards and rejected Harry's invitation.

The Halloween dinner was as sumptuous as ever. Cedric and Zhang Qiu also sat at the Gryffindor table. Aerys looked at the two people with blushing cheeks with a meaningful look. He said faintly, "Are you two~something going on?"

Cedric stammered, "I...we...our...our...classmate friendship...has been sublimated...sublimated a little..." Zhang Qiu's cheeks turned even redder.

Hermione smiled and pulled Aeris to sit one seat away from the young couple. Draco came over and sat down in the empty seat. Hermione glared at Draco in dissatisfaction.

Draco ignored him and asked Aris, "Where's Potter? Isn't he coming to the Halloween dinner?" He said as he enjoyed the food at hand.

"He went to Ghost Nick's death anniversary party," Aeris said. "Why? You want to go find him?"

"Is he crazy?" Draco said with feigned contempt. "What would he eat at the Deathday Feast? Rotten meat? Or expired food?"

"Can you please shut up?" Hermione said unhappily. Draco shrugged and said nothing more.

Harry and Ron did not return until the dinner was almost over. After dessert, students from each college returned to their common rooms under the guidance of their respective prefects.

After leaving the restaurant, they arrived at the corridors before the separate colleges. The corridors were full of stagnant water, and the smell in the air was not very good. Hermione wrinkled her nose and asked Aris beside her: "Why is there so much stagnant water?"

"Maybe the water pipe in one of the bathrooms is broken?" Aeris replied.

Not far away, there were two familiar figures staring blankly at a wall, and the classmates gathered around them. Those two people were Harry and Ron.

Not only Harry and Ron, but also Mr. Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, was hung on an empty torch stand on the wall like a stone sculpture, with a sentence written in blood on the wall:

The secret room has been opened again. Enemies of the heir, be careful...

Colin wanted to take a picture, but Percy pressed the camera down just as he raised it.

"What are you all doing here?" came the exasperated voice of Mr. Filch as he pushed his way through the crowd. When he saw the miserable state of his cat, he nearly collapsed. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked around.

Suddenly, Mr. Filch's dry, trembling hand grabbed Harry's collar and pulled Harry in front of him, shouting frantically: "It's you...it's you...you killed my cat...how dare you...how dare you..." The shouting became more and more shrill.

Harry was obviously frightened. He stammered in defense. A voice with calming magic came: "It wasn't him, Argus. Please let him go." Professor Dumbledore walked over quickly. The students automatically made way for him, and several professors followed him.

Mr. Filch let go of Harry, and Professor Lockhart walked to a place not far from Mrs. Norris and began to observe her seriously.

Professor Dumbledore looked solemnly at the wall with bloody words on it, then turned his gaze to Mrs. Norris. He said thoughtfully, "Argus, Mrs. Norris is not dead, she is just petrified..."

"Aha!" exclaimed Professor Lockhart, and then said with mock regret, "What a pity I wasn't there, I just happen to know how to break the curse..."

However, no one paid any attention to him, and Professor Dumbledore did not get annoyed by the interruption and continued, "Pomona has grown a lot of healthy Mandrake roots. When they mature, a powerful recovery potion can be made, and Madam Norris can be restored to health."

"My cat has been attacked," Mr. Filch's voice was still trembling as he yelled nervously, "I want to see someone punished!"

"I will give you a satisfactory explanation," Professor Dumbledore said in a gentle voice, "Everyone go back to your common rooms, except for you few..." Professor Dumbledore left Aris, Harry and the others behind.

After calming Mr. Filch down, Professor Dumbledore looked at the children with his deep blue eyes. Harry said hurriedly, "Professor, I swear, it wasn't me..."

"Then can Mr. Potter explain," Professor Snape's sarcastic voice sounded, "why he didn't show up at the Halloween dinner?"

A ghost floated out from the wall. He nodded to everyone, but his head almost fell off. Ghost Nick said, "My application to the Headless Knights was rejected again. To comfort me, the kind-hearted Mr. Potter accepted my invitation and went to my Deathday party."

Obviously, Professor Snape didn't believe it. He said darkly, "I don't think the food of the dead would give Mr. Potter an appetite..."

"But he was with me all the time," said Ghost Nick. "He was at my death anniversary party - visiting ..."

"Well, Severus," said Professor Dumbledore, "are you guys... sure... you haven't encountered... anything unusual?"

Ron was about to say something when Harry spoke first: "No, Professor... nothing..."

"Well," said Professor Dumbledore, "you all, go back and rest."

They walked towards the Gryffindor common room, and Harry and Ron were arguing about something as they walked.

Ron: "Why didn't you tell Professor Dumbledore about the strange noises you heard?"

Harry: "Ron, we discussed that it might be a snake or something. We can't tell Professor Dumbledore about such... vague guesses, can we?"

"Did you hear that voice again?" Aeris asked curiously.

"Yes," Harry said dejectedly, "that voice was terribly cold and without a trace of emotion. It made people feel cold in their hearts..."

"Stop it, Harry," Hermione said in a worried tone, "You need to rest now."