Hogwarts's Master of Mind

The storm outside the school has not subsided, and the public opinion driven by pure-bloods has just begun.

The angry wizards wrote frantically to complain about the Ministry of Magic. Under pressure, the Ministry of Magic had no choice but to hand over Pettigrew to take the blame.

Peter Pettigrew was fed Veritaserum in front of a reporter sent by the Lestrange family using the Photo Stone.

The new headlines spread widely in the wizarding world, finally diverting the wizards' resentment towards Sirius.

"Where am I?" Aiden opened his eyes and saw Dumbledore's beloved galaxy model.

He stretched lazily, his gem-like eyes revealing laziness.

"Did you sleep well, Aiden?" Dumbledore's voice came from below.

"It would be even better if I could sleep in my own big bed at home." Aiden got up from the bed and used a spell to make the bed straight.

"Perhaps you should read this." Dumbledore picked up a newspaper and handed it to Aiden.

Aiden picked up the newspaper and began to read.

"Run away?" Aiden saw the news on the front page.

It was a difficult day for the Daily Prophet, for Blake's story filled three pages of the paper.

The last edition of the Daily Prophet reported that Peter Pettigrew had managed to escape from twelve Aurors.

"Didn't you tell them that Peter is an Animagus?" Aiden asked Dumbledore puzzledly.

Dumbledore shrugged innocently, apparently saying so.

'It seems that it's not just Fudge, there are other invisible black hands in the entire Ministry of Magic.

But it's just right, it saves me from having to let Peter go.'

Aiden stroked his chin in thought, while stroking the monocle on his eye socket and sending the message.

"Kid, thank you very much this time. The Black family owes you a favor." Principal Phineas said to Aiden in the portrait.

"How's Sirius?" Aiden didn't look up, but still wanted to know what happened next.

"I am hiding in my ancestral home now. Once I help Dumbledore deal with the lawsuit, I will be able to restore my identity and walk in the sun again."

Phineas Black also sighed a little. He didn't expect that the Black family would suddenly have a successor.

Aiden nodded, understood the general situation, and walked straight out of the principal's office.

Passing through the levels, Aiden went to the medical wing to visit Ron.

"Let me tell you, Aiden. Last night, Harry and the others were in the room one moment and then came in from outside the door the next." Ron was eating snacks on the hospital bed.

Aiden slapped him on the leg, and Ron's expression twisted instantly.

"My dear brother Ronnie, it seems that since we have been at peace for so long these days, your duel skills have declined." Aiden put on a "kind" smile.

"I will report this matter to my aunt truthfully, just wait."

After saying that, Aiden turned around and left the medical wing. Only Ron's screams echoed in the empty medical wing.

In the afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley arrived at the school and saw Ron in the hospital wing.

"My dear Ron, you have suffered." Mrs. Molly came up and comforted Ron first.

Later, she learned from Madam Pomfrey that Ron had only suffered minor skin injuries.

"Ron Weasley, you bastard, what did your mother teach you at home? You were bitten by a dog. Are you still a wizard?"

In less than a minute, the mother's gentle care turned into a torrential love.

"But, Mum, that's an Animagus, he's a wizard." Ron argued.

"Without a wand, you can only fight with your hands. What about your training? It seems that Aiden was right. You had too comfortable last summer vacation." Mrs. Molly has begun to prepare a new training plan.

Just as Arthur was about to speak to persuade them, the door of the medical wing was pushed open.

Dumbledore walked in with Aiden, and wanted to turn around and leave when he saw Molly for the first time.

"Professor Dumbledore, you're here." Molly greeted him.

"Molly, and Arthur, good afternoon." Dumbledore, who was taken away at the right time, couldn't leave.

"Aunt, Uncle," Aiden also greeted

"Professor Dumbledore, you should know the purpose of our visit to the school."

Molly narrowed her eyes, then reached out and grabbed Aiden's ear.

"I need an explanation." The death gaze was not only directed at Dumbledore, but also swept over Aiden.

Dumbledore brought a few people to the headmaster's office.

The grandfather and grandson sat side by side and were scolded.

"I can't imagine that a dark wizard has been hiding in our house for thirteen years. You two..." Aunt Molly kept scolding.

In the end, it was Arthur who stepped forward to share the firepower between the two.

"Okay, what should we do with that guy Peter? I hope he won't retaliate against us." Arthur asked.

"No, he is under my control now." Long lowered his head and admitted in a low voice.

"How did you do that? It can't be black magic." Arthur looked at Aiden seriously.

"No, it's one of my abilities. I can walk in a hazy fantasy and create a virtual personality and send it into other people's consciousness."

In order to reassure the Weasleys, Aiden selectively revealed some of his abilities.

"Don't abuse this ability... Aiden." Dumbledore just gave a slight reminder and did not do much to stop him.

"Dreams themselves are a world that belongs entirely to us. Entering other people's dreams means that you have to face the darkness in people's hearts. Be careful, Aiden." Arthur also reminded.

"Oh, by the way, congratulations, Aiden, you have completed the pursuit of generations of Prewetts." Molly gave Aiden a hug.

Arthur then left the office with the calmed-down Mrs. Molly.

The arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley did not affect other things, and the young wizards soon returned to their intensive studies.

"Aiden, what on earth did you do that day?"

At the Ravenclaw table, Edmund stopped Aiden and asked.

"Isn't it just asking the Lestrange family to send someone to send out the report on Peter?" Aiden shrugged.

"No, my father asked me to ask how you managed to make all the wizards believe the Naysayers all of a sudden," Edmund's eyes sparkled with intense curiosity.

"It's a secret recipe that cannot be disclosed." Aiden finished his meal and left with a smile.

"Hey, Aiden, wait a minute..." Edmund finished his steak in two or three bites and followed.

......

Returning to normal classes, Harry felt that the experiences during this period seemed like a dream.

But in fact, he was very happy in his heart because he had relatives again.

In Potions class, Malfoy was still diligently pretending to be a Dementor and trying to scare Harry.

But Harry, who was already able to summon a physical Patronus, had become immune to it.

Instead, Ron couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up the crocodile heart and threw it at Malfoy's head.

Crocodile Heart accurately shot Malfoy in the head, but unfortunately this action was discovered by Snape.

"Gryffindor, disrupting class order, deduct fifty points." Snape bent down and glared at Ron.

After class, Ron could only endure Hermione's nagging while staying after class to clean the cauldron.