Hogwarts's Master of Mind

After handing the locket to Dumbledore, Aiden returned to the Black mansion.

Lupin was taken away by Dumbledore to carry out a secret mission. Before leaving, he asked Aiden for a copy of the Prewett family crest with a magical mark.

There are still three days until Harry's hearing, and the people at the Black mansion who have nothing to do decide to do a general cleaning.

"By the way, don't you have a house elf at home?"

Aiden, wearing a mask and apron, waved a wand to clean up the dust.

"Kreacher never cleans the house, and every time I clean he secretly hides some garbage!" Sirius complained.

Aiden looked at Sirius with a teasing look for a while, and only continued to clean the house until he slipped away embarrassedly.

Aiden lifted the sofa with one hand and found a large area of ​​dead cattail fluff on the ground.

Sirius drew aside the curtains, and a large group of vixens ran out from behind them.

A certain dragon felt the hairs of his body stand on end when he saw a large group of black-haired pests the size of southern cockroaches rushing towards him.

"Whoosh." A breath of dragon blew out, freezing the entire curtain.

"Oh my God, are you going to kill me?"

Sirius put down his wand, and the Shield Charm in front of him had turned into a large ball of ice.

"At least we got rid of Vixen, didn't we?" Aiden blinked.

Then the two of them used a cleaning spell to get rid of the ice debris around them.

Ron, Harry and Hermione were cleaning out the cupboards in the attic.

Harry opened the cupboard door and suddenly a big black spider crawled out.

Ron's expression changed drastically. "Well, I'm a little thirsty. I'm going out to have a cup of tea."

Then he disappeared for a full hour.

By the time Mundungus returned with the information about Knockturn Alley, the entire old house had been completely renovated.

"Oh, Sirius, can you give me these useless garbage?" Mundungus showed a mercenary smile.

Aiden glanced at him and saw through his intentions.

"Those silver items are very valuable. If you want to deal with them, you can go to a regular shop in Diagon Alley." Aiden reminded.

"Oh." Mundungus made a disappointed sound.

"Okay, what are you doing here!" Sirius seemed to hate him.

"Information about Knockturn Alley. The actual controller of Knockturn Alley now seems to be planning to lean towards the mysterious man." Mundungus did not waste time and told them the information.

"Okay, I got it. We will inform Dumbledore!" After hearing the information, Sirius sent Mundungus away directly.

"Silverware, think about it..." Before leaving, Mundungus still remembered the silverware of the Black family.

Then he was kicked out of the room and Sirius slammed the door behind him.

"Sirius, why do you hate him so much?" Harry asked curiously.

"He's a hypocrite, a thief, and a gangster. Harry, you'd better have less contact with him." Sirius warned seriously.

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered something. How is your Occlumency training going?"

Aiden suddenly showed a teacher's look and looked at the two of them seriously.

Having experienced teaching at Hogwarts in the past, Aiden can now completely transform into Professor McGonagall.

The same aura made Sirius and Harry instantly return to the college and begin to tremble.

"I'm...studying, Mike...no, Aiden." Harry said stutteringly.

"Let me check it out!" Aiden gave him a direct look.

The magic power attached to their thoughts, and the power of telepathy seemed to be able to pry open their defenses.

However, Aiden felt a small resistance, however weak.

"Well, you guys didn't slack off. You have to remember..." Just as Aiden was about to speak, the two of them were able to skillfully continue his words.

"Voldemort is a powerful telepath. You can't learn Occlumency or even stand in front of him," Harry replied.

"Good." Aiden nodded.

........

Harry's hearing is scheduled for Monday.

On this day, Harry was still awakened by nightmares and sat at the dining table eating bread and marmalade.

Aiden ate the oatmeal muffins, smoked fish bacon and fried eggs prepared by Mrs. Molly without any hesitation.

After eating, the four of them dressed neatly and walked towards the London subway station.

Along the way, Arthur was like a curious child. The crowds, revolving doors and ticket machines made him extremely excited, which formed a sharp contrast with Harry, who was frowning next to him.

On the subway, Harry said to Sirius,

"Sirius, if we are expelled, can we live with you at the Black house?"

"You would rather come to the Black mansion than go back to those damn Muggles!" Obviously Sirius's focus was not the same as Harry's.

Aiden teased Arthur, "Uncle, the reason you took the subway is because you want to see the technology of ordinary people."

"Don't tell Harry." Arthur winked at him.

Walking through the crowds, out of the tube station, to a red telephone booth between Downing Street and the Houses of Parliament.

Arthur squeezed in with three people and pressed the phone on the phone booth.

The phone booth sank, carrying the four people into the Ministry's visitor lobby.

The entire hall is paved with black stone bricks, and there are many golden sculptures around it.

There were two fountains in the middle, with a wizard standing in the middle of the pools, and house-elves, centaurs, and goblins beside him looking at him with admiration.

Aiden felt inexplicably that the wizard looked familiar.

Then, a man in a platinum robe appeared behind Aiden and tried to put his hands on Aiden's shoulders.

But the next moment, he felt as if he had traveled back and forth between dreams and reality dozens of times.

Director: “…”

"Heh, little brat." Aiden smiled proudly.

"Aiden, who are you talking to?" The three people next to him were very curious, and Sirius asked boldly.

Then, the director walked up to the few people, from virtual to real.

"Hello, I'm the Director of the Department of Mysteries." The Director gave a wizard salute to the few people.

"This guy is one of us. He will help us vote later." Aiden introduced him to them.

Harry immediately felt much better when he heard this, and he was more pleased with the director's mysterious behavior.

Several people set off for the Wizengamot on the ground floor, and the director used some kind of special communication to chat with Aiden.

"Hiss, why are you reciting my prayer for no reason?" Aiden raised his left eyebrow slightly.

"Isn't it that there are some little secrets that I don't want to share with them?" The director blinked.

"If you have something to say, please say it quickly. If you have..." Aiden replied.

"What exactly do you want to do now? I am beginning to be confused about your thoughts," the director asked.

As Aiden's influence and power continue to grow, the Director becomes curious as to why Aiden continues to play Game of Thrones with those bugs at the Ministry.

"The order built by great power will not last long. I need a bottom-up, spontaneous change by everyone," Aiden replied.

The director wanted to ask something else, but unfortunately a group of people had already arrived at the door of Arthur's office.