Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

"Soul out of the body~" In a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Moody chanted the spell softly, pointing his wand at Aeris, and all the students watched nervously.

It was a wonderful experience. Aeris did not feel any discomfort, he just felt like he was floating in the air.

If the Cruciatus Curse represents extreme pain and the Killing Curse represents horrible death, then in comparison, the Imperius Curse gives people a pretty good feeling.

"Jump up!" A vague voice came, making Eris subconsciously want to jump up, but Eris suppressed the impulse. Eris' self-consciousness was fighting against the invading consciousness.

“Jump quickly…” The voice came again, and I could vaguely hear the voice saying, “Grindelwald’s performance was very good. Look at his eyes. When he was resisting the Imperius Curse, the change in his eyes was the most obvious…”

"No..." Aeris yelled, regained consciousness, and then gasped.

"Very good, kid!" Professor Moody said, "This is the first time I've seen a wizard who can resist the Imperius Curse so quickly, and he's still an underage wizard."

"Professor," Hermione said nervously, grasping the front of her collar, "I'm not sure if this is allowed..."

"I have informed Dumbledore," Professor Moody said calmly, "If you are willing to experience the power of the Imperius Curse in danger, Miss Granger, you may leave my class now."

Hermione muttered something and stopped talking.

Aeris stood aside, and Hermione came up to him and asked quietly, "How did you do that?"

"The feeling of being hit by the Imperius Curse is magical," Aeris said. "Your head feels light, and all thoughts and worries are swept away. You can only feel hazy relaxation, happiness, and carefreeness. If someone gives you an order at this time, don't obey it. Just be rebellious."

"Is it that simple?" Hermione said in disbelief.

"It's that simple!" Aeris replied.

Under Professor Moody's Imperius Curse, the classroom was in chaos. Dean jumped around the classroom three times and sang the national anthem; Seamus imitated a fox; Neville did several difficult backflips...

None of the students found this funny scene funny. Instead, they all had ugly expressions on their faces.

When it was Hermione's turn, after Aris's teaching and example, Hermione also resisted the test of Professor Moody's Imperius Curse in one go.

"Potter!" Professor Moody said in a low voice, "It's your turn..."

Harry also heard about Aries' experience, but theory and practice are not necessarily equal. It's like: your eyes tell you: I can do it; your brain also tells you: I can do it; but your hands tell you: No, they can't.

Harry tried hard to resist, but when Professor Moody shouted, "Jump onto the table," his knee hit the table in between jumping and not jumping.

When Harry came to his senses, he grimaced in pain, but Professor Moody ignored him and continued to let Harry experience the Imperius Curse several times until Harry was able to resist it completely.

After class, Harry was complaining about something in dissatisfaction, and Ron was jumping up and down. The aftereffects of the Imperius Curse had not yet disappeared.

"It's a novel experience, isn't it?" Hermione said easily, with brisk steps, as if she was deliberately trying to annoy Harry and Ron, and ignored Ron's glare at her.

Harry has been worried these days. Sirius wrote to him and said that the scar on his forehead started to hurt and Sirius wanted to come back to visit him.

This scared Harry very much. Sirius's identity as a criminal had not been revoked. If he was seen by someone, or even worse, by a wizard, he would be sent back to Azkaban.

After returning from Hagrid's hunting grounds, Hermione said in despair, "Will our Care of Magical Creatures class this school year only focus on learning how to feed blasting-tailed skrewts?"

As they were talking, they arrived at the entrance hall, which was already jammed with students of different grades. Ron, the tallest one, stood on tiptoe and saw the large notice board surrounded by students:

Triwizard Tournament

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6:00 p.m. on Friday, October 30th. All classes will end half an hour early that afternoon. All students are requested to return their school supplies to the dormitory and gather in front of the castle to greet our guests and attend the welcome dinner.

"That's good," said Harry. "Snape didn't have time to poison us..."

"One more week!" Ernie MacMillan said excitedly as he squeezed out of the crowd. He belonged to Hufflepuff House. "I wonder if Cedric knows about this. I'll go tell him." After that, he squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

"Cedric!" Ron said with disgust.

"He must be preparing for the Tournament!" said Harry.

As they jostled with the crowd toward the stairs, Ron muttered, "That idiot, he wants to represent Hogwarts, too?"

"He's not an idiot," Hermione said impartially. "Just because he beat us at Quidditch, you hate him so much?"

"I agree with Miss Know-It-All," said Aris. "I dare say that Cedric is now the best student in Hufflepuff House. He even saved Harry from falling off his broom."

"Harry will be fine without him," said Ron indignantly. "Professor Dumbledore is here..."

"But he did save Harry, buddy," Aris said. "I wouldn't be surprised if he could become a warrior representing Hogwarts. Cedric has a high talent for magic. He can master some of Helga's heritage as long as I give him some pointers."

"Why did you teach him Helga's heritage?" Ron said in disbelief.

"I have taught each of you," said Aeris, "but Cedric is the only one who has learned it. What can I do?"

"Have you taught him?" Ron looked at Aris suspiciously. "When?"

"At the defense team meeting," Aries said, "Miss Know-It-All can testify. Harry also felt it, right? Although I didn't say it explicitly, didn't you feel it at all?"

"Will I be isolated by the three of you?" Ron asked in a horrified tone.

"You think too much!" Hermione said with a smile.

The entire castle was busy. The deans of each college kept reminding the students of their college to pay attention to their appearance. The floors, walls and portraits of the castle were all cleaned. Mr. Filch hysterically asked the students passing by him to clean their shoes before entering the corridor...

On the morning of October 30th, the hall was completely adorned with banners representing all the colleges. On the wall behind the head seat was the largest and most gorgeous banner: the emblem of Hogwarts School, with the Gryffindor lion, Ravenclaw eagle, Hufflepuff badger, and Slytherin snake surrounding a huge letter "H".

Aeris and Hermione sat in adjacent seats and began to enjoy their breakfast. Not far away, they could hear Ron and his two brothers whispering.

"Have you figured out a way to get into the Tournament?" Harry asked the Weasley twins. "You haven't given up yet?"

"With 10,000 gold Galleons in front of us, we certainly won't give up." Fred said as a matter of course.

"Professor McGonagall refused to tell us how to select the warriors," George said, "but don't expect us to give up so easily..."

Under Hermione's deliberate guidance, the topic shifted to the Hogwarts house-elves. Hermione also took out a badge with the word "vomit" written on it and wanted Fred and George to buy it. Aris quickly left his seat, sat next to Neville, and read the book "Magical Aquatic Plants of the Mediterranean and Their Properties" with him.

On this day, the air was filled with a feeling of anticipation and joy, as if the students' minds had drifted out of the classroom and onto the upcoming guests.

In the afternoon Potions class, Neville burned his seventh cauldron. Amid Professor Snape's furious mood, the students suffered until the get out of class was dismissed early.

Seeing Neville still at a loss, Aeris quickly dragged him out of the dungeon. Professor Snape just stared at them fiercely as they left but did not stop them.

"The first years are in front, the second years are behind the first years, and the third years and seniors are followed by the same logic. Don't crowd, show the bearing that you should have as Hogwarts students..." Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, the Gryffindor students came to the front of the castle in an orderly manner, lined up in neat queues, and waited.

A group of first-year students, including Dennis, were shaking with excitement. "How will they come?" Ron whispered while rubbing his belly.

"By train?" Harry guessed.

"No!" Hermione said firmly.

"Portkey?" Ron guessed.

"Ride a broom?" Harry looked up at the sky expectantly.

"Not necessarily," said Hermione. "Too far, don't you think? Aeris!"

"I'm not sure either," Aeris said, "They will definitely show off. After all, they are here as guests, and they won't lose the style of a school. Flying here is a good choice. That is Nicolas Flamel's alma mater. It's normal to ride a few flying magical creatures. Maybe it's a huge flying carriage..."

Professor Dumbledore said loudly: "Get ready, children, our friends from Beauxbatons are coming soon..."

Far away at the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest, a huge creature was approaching. It was a gorgeous carriage as big as a house, towed by more than a dozen flying Pegasus. Those Pegasus were larger than adult elephants, but their bodies were much more graceful.

With a deafening "boom" sound, the carriage landed. A handsome boy jumped out of the carriage first and fumbled for something at the door. After a while, the door opened and a staircase extended down.

A huge foot wearing gorgeous high heels stepped out, and a dignified and beautiful woman walked out, but her figure was not much smaller than Hagrid.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. "Have you ever seen a witch this big?" Harry asked Ron in a low voice.

Ron shook his head in a quizzical manner.

The tall witch walked gracefully towards Professor Dumbledore, her black pearl-like eyes full of smiles. Her soft hair was combed into a bun, shining faintly behind her neck. She was wrapped in a black satin dress, her figure was curvy, and her fingers, clothes and neck were all adorned with luxurious and beautiful opals.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Professor Dumbledore said happily, "My dear Madame Maxime..." After that, Professor Dumbledore kissed the hand that Madame Maxime stretched out to him. There was an opal ring on her finger. The tall Professor Dumbledore did not bend down.

"Dear Albus," Madame Maxime said, her voice gentle and pleasant, "I sincerely hope that everything is well with you!"

"Thanks to you, Madam Maxime," said Professor Dumbledore. "It couldn't be better!"

"My lovely children!" Madame Maxime said proudly. A dozen boys and girls walked over, looking at Hogwarts Castle with admiration and respect.

"Is Karkaroff here?" Madame Maxime asked casually.

"He should be here any minute now," said Professor Dumbledore. "Shall we wait for him, or go and warm ourselves in the Great Hall?"

"My children need to go to the hall to warm up," Madame Maxime said gracefully, "but my horses..." she said hesitantly.

"Our Care of Magical Creatures professors will take good care of them," said Professor Dumbledore.

"My horses are very fiery, and require... oh... someone with a lot of strength..." Madame Maxime's tone sounded a little doubtful.

"Our Professor Hagrid is fully capable of taking care of them," Professor Dumbledore said patiently, without any displeasure. "Professor Hagrid will be happy to take care of them."

"Very good," said Madame Maxime, bowing slightly. "Tell Professor Hagrid that my horses only drink single malt whiskey."

"I'll let you know..." Professor Dumbledore bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

"Come on, children..." Madame Maxime led her students into the castle.

"That's amazing, Aeris." Seamus leaned forward and said, "Please analyze again how the people from Durmstrang will get here."

"Maybe they will swim over..." Aeris said with a smile.

Before Simo could say anything else, ripples began to appear on the wide surface of the Black Lake in the distance, and a small whirlpool formed. A giant sailboat broke through the surface of the Black Lake, floated out of the water, and then sailed towards the shore.

"Oh my god," Aris muttered to himself, "The Black Pearl!!!" Aris was really afraid that the person coming down from the ship was not a Durmstrang, but Captain Jack Sparrow.

"What are you mumbling about?" Hermione asked in confusion. "Do you know this ship?"

"No, no, don't think about it!!!" Aris said quickly.

Before Hermione could say anything else, Aeris spoke up first, "These Durmstrangs are quite big!"

Hermione also looked over and saw a group of big men walking towards them quickly, leading them was a thin wizard with gray hair and a goatee, showing that he was quite old. He wore a white fur collared cloak, and the people behind him wore black fur cloaks with messy and tangled fur, making this group of people look very big.

"Hahaha...Albus..." Headmaster Karkaroff laughed and opened his arms. He gave Professor Dumbledore a warm hug as if he were an old friend who had not seen each other for a long time. However, there was no smile in his gloomy eyes, only indifference and fierceness.

Headmaster Karkaroff let go of Professor Dumbledore, but his hands were still holding one of Professor Dumbledore's hands. "Are you still in good health, old friend?" Headmaster Karkaroff said, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Could not be healthier, Professor Karkaroff," said Professor Dumbledore, "Come in, Madam Maxime has been waiting for a while."

"It's great... Hogwarts... It's great..." said Headmaster Karkaroff, "Come here, Vicky, Albus, the pride of Durmstrang, Viktor, I hope you don't mind, Vicky has a cold recently..."

There was quite a commotion among the students.

"It's Viktor Krum..."

"He is still a student..."

"Did any of you bring a quill?"

"I brought lipstick, I wonder if he would be willing to sign my school uniform..."

Only Hermione couldn't stop rolling her eyes.