Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

When Aries and Hermione walked out of the library, the Quidditch match had just ended. When they arrived at the stadium, Harry was surrounded by Gryffindors like a hero.

"The wizards' enthusiasm for Quidditch has reached a level that I cannot understand," Aris said faintly. "In our non-magical world, I saw on TV that a person who was surrounded by so many people was named Winston Churchill."

Hermione burst out laughing.

There was a small easter egg in this game. When Harry was about to catch the Golden Snitch, three Dementors attacked him.

Harry summoned his two Patronuses, which scared the three Dementors so much that they fell to the ground. Only then did he realize that the three Dementors were Marcus Flint, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle.

These three people disguised themselves as Dementors in an attempt to prevent or delay Harry from catching the Golden Snitch.

Afterwards, Aeris and the others looked at Draco in a strange way. Draco said angrily, "Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like I instigated them to do that."

"I just want to say something," Aeris said teasingly, "Your academy is really full of talents!"

After the match, a small celebratory banquet was held in the Gryffindor common room. Aris took some food that Fred and George brought from the kitchen and sat in a corner with Hermione to enjoy it.

Harry came over with two bottles of butterbeer. He handed the butterbeer to Aeris and Hermione and said with some resentment, "I didn't see you two come to watch my game..."

"We are happier than anyone else that you can beat us," Aeris said. "There is no doubt about that, buddy. It's just that Miss Know-It-All is a little tired these days, you know, so I took her out to relax... Believe me, we saw the moment you caught the Golden Snitch."

This small celebration party lasted until late at night, until Professor McGonagall, with a sullen face, drove these students, who had troubled her, back to their respective dormitories.

After everyone fell asleep, an accident happened in Aries' dormitory. Aries was awakened by Ron's terrified scream.

"What happened, Ron?" Harry asked vaguely.

"Sirius Black...Sirius Black...he...he...he was standing beside my bed..." Ron said in horror.

"You're insane, buddy..." Aeris said, and suddenly Aeris was startled. Wasn't this exactly what he saw in his mind? It turned out that the figure was not the short man, but Sirius!

Soon, this incident alarmed Professor McGonagall, and almost all the Gryffindor students gathered in the Gryffindor common room. Professor McGonagall went to ask the Don Quixote Knight in the frame guarding the gate.

"Was there a man entering the common room a while ago?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Of course, ma'am," the knight Don Quixote said matter-of-factly, "a tall, thin man entered the common room a short while ago."

"But, the password?" Professor McGonagall asked in confusion.

"He has the password," cried Don Quixote, "a whole week's password. He has read it from a piece of parchment."

Professor McGonagall came back pale. She suppressed her anger and growled in a low voice: "Who on earth is the idiot who wrote a week's password on a piece of parchment and left it lying around?"

There was silence for a while. Under Professor McGonagall's stern gaze, Neville stood up. He was trembling from head to toe, obviously helpless to the extreme.

"Mr. Longbottom!?" Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and said, "Why do you always get involved every time such unreliable incidents occur?"