Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

Chapter 107 Magic Wand Detection

The next morning, when the sun was already high outside, Aries woke up in a daze, got dressed, pulled open the curtains on the four-poster bed, and saw Harry sitting in a daze on his own bed.

"Good morning, buddy!" Aris greeted Harry while yawning. Harry nodded blankly without saying anything.

"Don't be sad," said Aries, "We are still alive, it can't get any worse." Aries walked over and patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Let's go. The morning sets the tone for the day. We can't miss breakfast." Aris dragged Harry out. Harry glanced at Ron's bed and was reluctant to go out.

"You can't stay away from everyone forever," Aris said. "We have classes tomorrow."

Harry was dragged out by Aries unwillingly. When passing by the common room, the students who stayed in the common room began to applaud after seeing Aries and Harry. Aries smiled and waved in response.

Harry walked quickly towards the entrance with an expressionless face, opened the portrait, and hurried out. Aeris followed closely behind him, and then saw Hermione who almost bumped into Harry. She was holding two pieces of bread wrapped in a napkin in her hands.

"Good morning, Miss Know-It-All!" Aeris greeted Hermione warmly.

"It's quite early," Hermione said in a teasing tone, "If you get up a little later, you can catch lunch. I brought some bread for you. I thought you might not want to be in front of everyone."

"Why wouldn't I want to appear in front of everyone?" Aeris said, "On the contrary, I haven't heard the applause from the students of Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin wishing them well. Let's go, Harry, to the Great Hall."

"Aeris," Harry finally spoke, "let's go for a walk outside instead of going to the Great Hall."

"No, Harry," said Aris, "Don't run away. No matter who they are, their strange looks won't make us lose anything."

At Aries' insistence, Harry followed Aries to the Great Hall. Hermione smiled with relief and followed them to the Great Hall.

The moment Aris and Harry entered the auditorium, the originally noisy auditorium suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Hahahaha..." Eris laughed crazily, which was uncharacteristic of him. "Why don't you say anything?"

After saying that, he dragged Harry and walked towards the Gryffindor table as if no one was around, towards where Ron was sitting.

Ron wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Aris. "Did we do something wrong, Ron?" Aris said, "Or are we bad people that you want to avoid us? Hmm? As a friend, please at least stand by us when others slander and question us."

Almost all the students in the hall were looking at the Gryffindor table as if they were watching a play. Ron's ears and neck began to turn red.

"Let me go, Aeris!" Ron whispered.

"You can't stand it?" Aris said, "Have you ever imagined how Harry and I would feel when we were tested in advanced magic in front of the whole school?"

Aris pulled Harry over and made him sit next to Ron. Aris sat on the other side of Ron, Hermione sat next to Aris, and Draco came over from the Slytherin table and sat next to Harry.

"That was a great speech, Grindelwald!" Draco said with a grin. "To be honest, I felt like a hero to Slytherin."

As if they realized that there was nothing interesting to watch here, the other students stopped paying attention and went about their own business.

Aeris pulled some food in front of him and began to eat it. While chewing, he said to himself:

"In first grade, we were all willing to follow Harry and go on adventures for the Philosopher's Stone;"

"In the second year, when Harry heard that Ginny was in danger, he rushed to the Chamber of Secrets without hesitation. Even though he knew there was a basilisk inside, he did not hesitate at all;"

"What did you say in your third year when you faced Sirius Black, who didn't know who was friend or foe? Ron!"

"If you want to kill Harry, you have to step over my dead body first..." Harry said sullenly, "That's what you said, Ron. Now I need your support, but you're going to leave me? Ron!"

Ron stuffed all the food he could get his hands on into his mouth in a fit of anger.

"Hey!" Harry shouted, "save some for me!"

"Haha, Potter, this one is mine." Draco said proudly.

"Don't touch that, Harry," Ron growled, "that's my favorite food..."

"Done!" Aeris high-fived Hermione, who breathed a sigh of relief and smiled like an old mother.

For the whole day, the five of them were inseparable, and Draco also joined in, taking walks, playing, and basking in the sun...it was as if the unpleasantness of yesterday had never happened.

Since Monday, the Hufflepuff classmates have shown their hostility. Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbott, Justin Finch-Fletchley...they all looked at Aris and Harry with resentment in their eyes.

Whenever this happened, Ron would glare back at him unceremoniously, causing Professor Sprout to deduct several points from Gryffindor, something that had never happened before.

"Professor Sprout is also upset that you two stole Hufflepuff's limelight," Ron said angrily after the Herbology get out of class. "How could she do that?"

"You're overthinking it, Ron!" Hermione soothed.

In the Care of Magical Creatures class, Draco completely broke down, and Hagrid asked the students to hold the rope and take the blasting-end skrewt for a walk.

"Where should we tie the rope to?" Draco asked sadly, looking at the six-foot-long blasting-end skrewt. "To the tentacles? To the spikes? Or to those disgusting suckers?"

Hagrid helped the students tie up the skrewts. Some of the skrewts seemed unwilling to be tied up with ropes. Sparks suddenly spurted out from the places that looked like their tails, and they rushed forward two or three feet, dragging the students who were pulling the ropes forward as well, resulting in their faces coming into close contact with the grass.

During a break in class, Hagrid expressed his trust in Aeris and Harry:

"I certainly believe you didn't put your name in the Goblet of Fire," said Hagrid.

This made Harry feel much better.

The whole afternoon was spent in Potions class, and Aris felt that Harry's mood was getting worse again.

"Antidote..." Professor Snape's emotionless voice sounded, "I will test your results before the end of get out of class..." Professor Snape did not forget to stare into Harry's eyes while speaking, and Harry looked at Professor Snape without flinching.

At this moment, the classroom door was pushed open a crack, and a timid head poked in. It was Colin Clevey.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your class, Professor Snape," Colin said, "Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to call Harry, Aries and Mr. Malfoy..."

"My classes aren't over yet..." Professor Snape said expressionlessly.

"They might be interviewed, photographed or something..." Colin said, and Harry's face began to look bad.

"Principal Dumbledore asked you to make sure they passed..." Colin continued.

"Very good," Professor Snape said, "You three, leave your school supplies behind. I want you to come back here when you're done..." Before Professor Snape could finish his words, Colin interrupted him:

"I'm afraid not, Professor Snape. Headmaster Dumbledore has specifically instructed that the three of them should bring their school supplies..." Colin's voice became lower and lower.

Professor Snape waved his hand irritably and said, "Grindelwald, Potter and Malfoy, get out of my sight..."

Aeris, Harry and Draco quickly followed Colin out of the Potions classroom.

Colin chattered non-stop along the way, especially asking Harry questions, which made Draco roll his eyes.

Colin took Aeris, Harry and Draco to an empty classroom. Fleur, Viktor and Cedric were already there. Viktor had his usual gloomy expression, while Fleur and Cedric were talking and laughing in a friendly manner. The judges were also there, and Mr. Bagman came over with brisk steps.

Colin, who led the way, said hello and left.

"There you are, boys," said Mr. Bagman. "There will be a group photo of the Judges and the Champions, except Albus..."

"Mr. Bagman..." A witch who looked like a female reporter interrupted Mr. Bagman, "Can I have a private interview?"

"This requires the consent of the warriors, Miss Rita Skeeter. I'm not sure..." Mr. Bagman said embarrassedly.

"We will not agree to that," said Aeris.

"You can't make decisions for other people, young sir..." Miss Skeat said and grabbed Harry's shoulder.

Aeris waved his wand and sparks flew down, landing on the three companions and forming a flaming armor. Mr. Bagman quickly stepped back, and Miss Skeeter swung her burned fingers and cried out in pain.

"Rita, you still like to force others to be interviewed." A gentle voice came, and Professor Dumbledore walked in, followed by Mr. Ollivander.

"Oh! Oh?" ​​said Miss Skeeter in surprise. "Mr. Dumbledore? You always like my reports, don't you?"

"I did like it," said Professor Dumbledore gently. "Especially the article in which you portrayed me as a stubborn old lunatic."

Miss Skeat was not at all embarrassed, she continued to shake her fingers, Aesop dispersed the flaming armor and secretly healed Miss Skeat's burns.

"You have a very aggressive class of students," said Miss Skeeter. "They burn my fingers all the time..."

"I do not accept false accusations, Miss Skeat!" said Aries righteously.

"Nothing?" said Miss Skeeter sarcastically. "My burns are still there..."

After Miss Skitter stretched out her unharmed finger, she was slightly stunned.

"May I request that this slanderer be expelled from the school, Professor Dumbledore?" Aris said indifferently.

"I'm afraid not, Aeris," said Professor Dumbledore. "Well, children, during the Triwizard Tournament, the wands in your hands are the only tools you can carry with you. For this reason, we have invited the master wand maker: Mr. Ollivander, to test the performance of your wands. Shall we start now, Garrick?"

"I think so, Albus," said Mr. Ollivander. "You go first, won't you, Miss Delacour?"

Fleur stepped forward quickly, smiled shyly, and handed the wand to Mr. Ollivander.

"Hmm~" Mr. Ollivander stroked Fleur's wand with his fingers. "Very good, rosewood, nine and a half inches, the core is... Merlin's beard..."

"It's a hair of my grandmother!" Furong said happily, and shook her smooth silver hair.

"Veela hair?" Mr. Ollivander said to himself, "I haven't tried it, it's a bit capricious, but since it has chosen you... the wand performs very well, Miss Delacour." Mr. Ollivander returned the wand to Fleur.

"Mr. Krum..." Mr. Ollivander waved his hand, and Viktor walked over listlessly and handed his wand to Mr. Ollivander.

"Hornbeam, ten and a quarter inches, with a core of dragon nerve," said Mr. Ollivander in a clear voice. "Gregorovitch's work, quite an extraordinary one, and it works very well, Mr. Krum." Mr. Ollivander handed the wand back to Viktor.

Viktor walked away from Mr. Ollivander with a limp step. Mr. Ollivander looked at Cedric, who stepped forward and handed his wand to Mr. Ollivander.

"Oh! Of course, it's my work," said Mr. Ollivander. "Maple, twelve and a quarter inches. I remember nearly having that unicorn rip a hole in its chest in order to choose a core for it. You've been keeping it regularly, haven't you, Mr. Diggory? It's in top form."

Aris patted Draco on the shoulder, motioning him to go first. Draco glared at Aris, walked up to Mr. Ollivander and handed him his wand.

"Haha..." Mr. Ollivander said happily, "It's also my work, hawthorn wood, ten inches, and the core is unicorn tail hair. It performs just as perfectly now, Mr. Malfoy."

"Go, Harry!" whispered Aeris.

Harry nodded, walked up to Mr. Ollivander, and handed his wand to him with a little worry.

"Another masterpiece of mine," said Mr. Ollivander. "Holly, eleven inches, phoenix tail feathers. It is in excellent condition now, Mr. Potter."

After Harry took his wand, he returned to Draco's side. Aeris was the last to step forward and handed his wand to Mr. Ollivander.

Mr. Ollivander stroked Aris's wand gently with his fingers. "Elderwood, eleven and three-quarter inches, Thestral tail feathers. I cannot make any comment on this wand, Mr. Grindelwald. It will only obey you..."

A ray of light came towards Aeris, and Aeris quickly snatched his wand from Mr. Ollivander. As he swung it, a shield wall appeared out of thin air, blocking the ray of light.

Harry and Draco quickly stood in front of Aeris, wands tightly clenched in their hands, on guard.

Aeris dragged Harry and Draco behind the shield wall, stuck his head out, and saw Viktor with a distorted expression on his face, pointing his wand in Aeris' direction.

“What do you call him?” Viktor roared. “Grindelwald? The man who killed my grandfather?”

Everyone looked at Viktor in confusion. "Put down your wand, Viktor," said Professor Dumbledore. "We shouldn't vent our anger on an innocent person."

Viktor put down his wand, but his expression was still distorted. Professor Dumbledore walked up and wanted to take Viktor to a corner to talk to him alone.

"Albus," said Headmaster Karkaroff, "there must be some misunderstanding here..."

"Don't worry, Igor," said Professor Dumbledore, "I just want to have a few words with Viktor."

Aeris dispersed the shield wall, and Draco said in confusion: "Why is he crazy? I thought he was a good person..."

Aeris shook his head, and soon Victor came over, said in a sullen voice, "I'm sorry!" and walked away.

"Is this his attitude of admitting his mistake?" Harry whispered angrily. Aeris shook his head again, signaling Harry not to care.

After the group photo, Mr. Ollivander said goodbye in a hurry, and the others also left in a hurry, which made Aris feel that they parted on bad terms.