Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Time passed quickly, and finally the day arrived when Hogwarts allowed students to visit Hogsmeade for the first time.

Professor McGonagall collected the Hogsmeade visit consent form.

Harry asked Professor McGonagall to sign his consent form for him but was refused. Harry could only stand there dejectedly.

"Come on, Harry, forget about the damn consent form, let's just go to Hogsmeade," Ron invited.

"No, Ron, let's not talk about school rules for now. You have to think about the fact that Sirius hasn't been caught yet." Hermione advised.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the castle." Harry's voice was low.

On the other side, in Hogsmeade, Aiden needs to help the two Hum-hum monsters in his dormitory to bring some desserts to the Honeybee Duke.

As he walked into the store, Aiden was greeted by so many sweet scents that he couldn't choose one.

"Super large butter almond candy, pink coconut sorbet, brown honey toffee, Bibi multi-flavor beans, jelly slugs, buzzing bee candy, strawberry jelly, cream block chocolate ball, Blowing Treasure Super Lollipop......."

It was as if he was in a dessert paradise, and Aiden was mesmerized for a moment.

"Oh, kid, of course there are hundreds of kinds of chocolate." The owner smiled at Aiden.

"Give me one portion of everything I mentioned above, with extra coconut ice cream, thank you." Aiden took out Galleons.

Carrying the small suitcase, Aiden returned to the castle contentedly and enjoyed the humming of the two monsters in the dormitory.

......

The little incident in Hogsmeade passed quickly, and these third-year veterans became indifferent after getting used to the visits.

On Monday, Aiden took the book and a tube of Professor Lupin's blood to the Room of Requirement to verify his guess.

Then he turned right and bumped into Hermione who suddenly appeared.

"Ouch." Hermione fell to the ground. "Who is it? Is there anyone in such a remote place?"

"Hermione?" Aiden saw the whole process of her traveling through time and space.

"Oh, Aiden, hello, I'm just here..." Hermione was about to explain.

"I know, you used a time turner." Aiden raised a little smile.

"How did you know?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Because I'm the maintenance technician of the Time Turner, the maintenance of your Time Turner is usually handed over to me by Professor McGonagall," Aiden said.

"Wow, is it possible?" Hermione's thirst for knowledge was stirring.

"No." Aiden refused mercilessly.

Turning around, Aiden, who was about to enter the Room of Requirement, saw a sneaky mind reader.

"Arthur." Aiden held his forehead with his hand.

Arthursi didn't say anything, but picked up the time converter around her neck and shook it.

As a high-ranking sequencer, Aiden knew what Arthursi meant. He shook his head and said,

"Misusing this thing will definitely disrupt the order of time. If it is really so useful, the Department of Mysteries would not have only given it to young wizards as a learning tool until now."

"Oh." Arthur's disappointed voice came.

"Come on, young lady, let me test your recent progress."

Aiden pushed open the door, revealing a dueling room behind it.

"I'd love to." Arthursie showed the metal ring on her hand.

Aiden raised his hand and three beams of light flew out. Arthursi ran to the left, dodged two of them, and blocked the third with defensive magic.

"The defensive magic is too loose, and what will you do if it's a saturation attack?"

Aiden's magic power swept across like a storm, and the dummies in the duel room were blown everywhere.

In the air, more than a dozen magic circles unfolded, and the center of each magic circle was shining with a blue-black light.

The next moment, dense beams of light covered Arthuri.

The saturation attack raised large clouds of smoke and dust, and from time to time the sound of the collision and cancellation of attack magic and defense magic could be heard in the smoke and dust.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Arthuri hunched over, trying to reduce the area of ​​attack as much as possible, and surrounded herself with a small piece of defensive magic.

"Are you going to kill me?" Arthursi complained.

"Well, I have reduced the power." Aiden spread his hands.

"So, do you feel what your problem is?" Aiden asked.

"Too much reliance on defensive magic," Arthur reflected.

"Uh-huh, what else?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Total defense wastes too much magic power. I should use my ability to predict and concentrate the magic power on the attack area at the same time." Arthuri pouted.

"But your sequence is higher than mine, and I can't read your attack at all." said Arthuri.

"Come here." Aiden waved to Arthursi.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Arthur leaned over.

Then Aiden raised his hand and hit Arthursie on the head.

"Ouch, what are you doing?" Arthursi crouched to defend against the headshot.

"The way you feel facing me now is actually similar to how I feel facing the King of the Deep Realm. You are also unable to predict his moves. So please think about it, clever Miss Greengrass, what can we do?" Aiden narrowed his eyes.

"You mean - intuition?" Arthursie was inspired.

"Yes, little lady, this is the most powerful weapon for us wizards, the incredible intuition derived from our pure hearts."

Aiden nodded, with an expression that showed he was teachable.

"As extraordinary beings, we can feel and use the power of the mind like a duck in water. All we need is a little guidance."

Aiden's voice was a little ethereal, and Arthuri was led by Aiden to feel the power of his mind.

Arthur closed his eyes and felt a glimmer of light passing through the darkness.

While Arthursi was lost in her own thoughts, Aiden raised his staff and a thin beam of light shot out.

Arthurie tilted her head slightly, and the beam of light passed by her side.

"I did it!" Arthur's face was full of joy.

Then she felt a chill on her cheek, followed by pain.

I reached out my hand and touched it, and saw a touch of bright red.

"Aiden Prewett." Arthuri rushed forward, preparing to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Dream Walker without knowing her own limitations.

Then, she was suppressed by Aiden single-handedly.

"Don't struggle. I'll cast a healing spell on you. Otherwise, how are you going to go out and see people like this?"

Aiden held down the twisting Arthursi with one hand and used the magic wand to heal her with the other hand.

The speed of magic repairing was extremely fast, and the wound on Arthursi's face disappeared in an instant.

Tired of struggling, Arthursi sat down on the ground, not caring about the dust on the ground.

"Look at you, you don't look like a young lady at all." Aiden complained.

"Who do you think did this?" Arthurie glared at Aiden fiercely.

"Okay, let's report on the situation of the Dusk Hermits." Aiden came and sat down next to Arthursi.

"We have gathered together many neutral wizard families and scattered dark wizards. I won't list them in detail, since you are too lazy to remember them anyway.

Your wild ideas have been handed over to the Department of Mysteries and put into Prewett's shop. In some industries, your name is probably no less famous than James Watt's steam engine."

Arthur gave a paddling dragon a cold look, and the dragon lowered its head shyly.

"As for the Muggles, the Razor Party has basically taken control of the London underworld and has become connected with many political families."

After briefly explaining the situation, Arthur looked at Aiden, waiting for his instructions.

"Well, continue to lie dormant while expanding the influence of the organization as much as possible." Aiden made the decision.

"Aiden, what's the point of gathering the dark wizards? Their burned-out brains can do nothing but bring chaos." Arthuri asked in confusion.

"What if I just need some chaos?" Aiden said meaningfully.

"What do you want to do?" Arthuri also understood.

"Senior Tom's influence is too small. Isn't it unworthy of the name of the Dark Lord to use England as a stage?"

Aiden opened his arms, and the dragon's shadow covered the entire duel room.

"You guys." Arthur looked at Aiden with some admiration.