A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

In the secret room of the Gaius family, the world tree exudes a mysterious atmosphere, and the stars connected to it are constantly flashing. The whole secret room becomes starry, as if welcoming the return of the king.

The space trembles, and the colorful portal suddenly opens. Abe, who is taking a nap here, instantly widens his eyes and loses all sleepiness.

Aaron just walked out of the portal, and a big white meat ball jumped into his arms, almost knocking him back.

"Master, you are finally back." Abelong rubbed Aaron's face with tears in his eyes.

"Good boy, good boy." Aaron patted its head with relief, and then picked it up, "It's a little thinner. It seems that you didn't eat well during my absence!"

"Master." Jins walked into the secret room, "Welcome home."

Aaron nodded slightly, "You came just in time!"

Jins smiled faintly, without explaining anything, just pulled open his sleeves.

Seeing the family emblem mark on his arm slowly fading, Aaron suddenly realized that everyone in Gaius's family probably knew he was back.

"Master, the bathroom is ready for you, and the kitchen is working overtime to prepare lunch for you..."

"I don't need any of this, I ate and drank enough before I went home." Aaron interrupted impatiently, "Where are my parents? Why didn't they come?"

Jin Si wanted to say something but swallowed it back.

"They're not at home again, right!

Forget it, I shouldn't ask you this question.

Uncle Jin Si, how long have I been away?"

"Less than half a month."

Aaron nodded slightly. This time is not too much, but it's not too little either.

Holding Abe to the living room, he lay down on the sofa like Ge You, feeling relaxed all over.

"Master, how was your trip?"

"It was so exciting." Aaron curled his lips, "I stayed in that world for half a year. I don't want to talk about the details, and you don't have to ask too much."

Genes tactfully suppressed his curiosity. He also knew that his master must have had a wonderful journey, which was enough to make his state of mind complete a transformation.

Now that the master has returned home, what he needs most is not a welcome, nor praise and flowers, but to adjust his mentality, or to be more specific, to adjust his worldview.

"Has anything happened during my absence?"

"There is a letter from Hogwarts, saying that third-year students can visit Hogsmeade village on certain weekends. The master and his wife signed the permission form before leaving.

Mr. Arthur of the Weasley family won the grand prize of the Daily Prophet. He used 700 Galleons to organize a trip to Egypt for his family."

"This is a big pie in the sky." Aaron said with interest, "But considering the Weasley family's frugal lifestyle, this money is definitely enough, and there is still some surplus."

"In addition, one of the textbooks you need next semester is "The Monster Book of Monsters". This book is special and needs to be smoothed before it can be opened, otherwise it will bite people."

"I see, is there anything else besides these?"

"Yes." Genes smiled, "Today is July 31st, Harry Potter's birthday. Do you think you need to give any gifts, young master?"

"This needs to be arranged carefully." Aaron tapped the armrest, "Giving money is too vulgar, and the money is not enough. Instead of sending a magic book, his uncle and aunt would probably be used as a firewood. "" "" "Did you hear it clearly?" Destiny, the Desti couple must not want Harry to have the opportunity to change their destiny. They will leave the test paper to their son, that is, Harry's cousin. "I see."

"By the way, Master, about your class schedule for the rest of the holiday..."

"Shut up." Aaron interrupted directly, "Don't mention any classes to me, you don't know what I have experienced in the past six months.

I am too tired. I finally came back alive. I just want to have a good rest and lie down peacefully."

"Uh... Master, please listen to me first." Genes laughed awkwardly, "The master's order is that you can use the rest of the holiday as you like, and whether to go to class depends on your mood."

Aaron was stunned for a moment, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

But when he came to his senses, he jumped up from the sofa excitedly, and even had an impulse to cry.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Genes nodded, "This is what the master and his wife specifically ordered. It's harmless for children to relax appropriately when they are tired!"

Aaron agreed deeply. Although he could only relax for a month, it was enough to soothe his fragile heart.

But lying down doesn't mean that you're in bad shape. You don't have to attend classes during this holiday, but you still have to make time to meet those ancestors.

...

The next day.

After Aaron finished breakfast, he was going to visit his teachers in the secret room to see their expressions after seeing him.

At this time, a special news report suddenly came on the TV:

The public is reminded that Blake is armed and extremely dangerous.

A dedicated hotline has been set up and anyone who sees Blake is asked to report it immediately...

"Blake." Aaron looked at the portrait of a thin, haggard, curly-haired middle-aged man on the TV, and asked with some surprise: "Genes, is this the Blake I thought of?"

"Yes, Sirius Black, son of Orion Black.

As a pure-blood noble, he has strong magical talent. If he works hard, he may be able to break through to the Grand Mage at this age.

But it is a pity that he wasted his talent in the golden age of his life, and spent twelve years in Azkaban, failing to advance in strength but retreating. "

"Pure-blood wizard!" Aaron sighed inexplicably, "What did he do?"

"Killed thirteen Muggles."

"What? Is he crazy?"

"Maybe!" Jeans spread his hands, "When the people from the Ministry of Magic arrested him, he laughed loudly on the spot, didn't even resist, and followed them away obediently.

However, Fudge would actually think of using Muggle methods to arrest him. He was really desperate and sought medical attention.

There was nothing a Muggle could do against a wizard, not to mention Sirius was a powerful wizard. "

"Let the Ministry of Magic have a headache, this has nothing to do with me." Aaron said nonchalantly, then picked up Abe and walked to the family secret room.

Opening the door to the No. 1 secret room, Aaron saw the familiar forging room.

Skillfully placing his palm on the black stone pillar, Alger's memory was summoned.

"Welcome home, how long have you been in the other world?"

"About half a year."

"Neither too long nor too short." Alger commented fairly. "It can be seen that you have grown a lot, both in appearance and in character."

"Thank you for the compliment." Aaron smiled sheepishly, "Ancestor, I came to you specifically today to ask you to help me build a weapon."

"This is interesting. Don't the weapons I made during my lifetime look down on me?"

"No, I want a weapon of my own." Aaron said, taking out the Heart of the Lonely Mountain, "Heart of the Mountain, this was given to me by a friend from another world.

It's priceless, but if you just watch it, the price will be a bit low, so I want to make it into a weapon. "

"It's a good idea." Alger looked straight at the Heart of the Lonely Mountain, which was glowing with milky white light. "Excellent material. It ranks among the top twenty in my collection."

"Is this why we can only rank in the top twenty?"

"What do you think the accumulation of countless generations of the Gaius family is?" Alger asked, "This stone is very ornamental, but apart from its ornamental qualities, its only other advantage is that it is hard."

Aaron curled his lips in disappointment, but was speechless.

“But that’s just the surface, this stone has some other uses.

For example, strengthening mental power can, if used properly, resist mental or soul attacks to a certain extent. "

Aaron immediately became interested and said, "It seems like it's not just a fancy thing but a useless thing!"

"You have two choices. The first is to create some gorgeous jewelry to give to your future wife..."

"The second one is decisive." The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched, and he didn't understand why so many people liked to care about his life events.

“The second is to build a weapon according to your ideas.

But there are three different options. First, make a dagger. This stone is barely enough.

Second, to create a sword, I can add some materials to you privately, and then ask others to enchant it to ensure that it is not weaker than the one you used last year. "

"What about third place?" Aaron asked impatiently.

"The third is to create a divine weapon. But don't get too happy too early. This stone alone is not enough."

Aaron secretly smacked his tongue and was silent for a while before he said, "Let's choose third place!"

“You have to think clearly, creating an artifact requires a lot of resources and a lot of time.

Personally, I hope you choose the second option, which will be of great help to you at this stage. "

"The development at this stage is also for the future!" Aaron sighed, "What resources are needed?"

"Rare ores, various magic materials, the more the better."

Aaron suddenly showed a flattering smile, "Ancestor, those inventories of yours?"

"Impossible." Alger refused very seriously, "If you choose second, I can shed some blood, but third is too much.

One-tenth of the inventory is given to you, what do you want the descendants of the Gaius family to do? "

Aaron: ...

Are you reluctant to part with even one tenth of it?