A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

“But the head of the family still has a certain say,” Genes suddenly said.

"What do you mean?"

"Young master, your ancestors did indeed have great achievements and are very worthy of respect."

However, the Gaius family has always had the most powerful patriarch in the current generation. If your father speaks up, he can forcibly remove courses you don't like.

"Do you think we should..."

“There’s no need for that,” Aaron said immediately. He was certain that if he dared to ask his parents for justice, his little secret would be ruined.

Besides the classes he'll have to take, there might be other elective courses available, so he won't make things difficult for himself.

"Ahem!

What I mean is that it's all because my ancestors thought highly of me.

I understand that temporary grievances can bring long-term benefits, and I have no reason to refuse.

Hearing this, Genes paused for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction, "Young Master has grown up!"

"Okay! Go out for a bit, let me be alone for a while."

"Yes!"

As Genes spoke, he walked toward the thirtieth door.

“Not this one.” Aaron stopped him, pointing to the door they had come in through. “Don’t come in unless I call you.”

Genes raised an eyebrow, asked no further questions, and returned to the twenty-eighth secret room.

As the door closed, Aaron could no longer hold back, and his face turned extremely pale.

He slowly put down Abe, whom he was holding in his arms, and then completely broke down. He squatted in the main hall and wailed, venting his anger with his pitiful cries, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

He looked at the twenty-eight statues in the room and took a deep breath: "Beast, Moriguchi, you old bastard, you old codger, you son of a bitch, I thank your ancestors for eight generations..."

It seems like something strange has infiltrated.

But that didn't matter. Aaron pointed at each of the ancestral statues and spewed out a string of nationalistic insults for a full ten minutes, each one unique.

Even after he finished cursing, he still felt somewhat unsatisfied.

He pulled out two wands and unleashed a barrage of magical energy at the statues as if it were free.

This time he didn't hold back and went all out, blasting the statues into pieces, which were then crushed into dust.

A violent explosion came from inside the door, and Genes' face twitched uncontrollably.

He knew Aaron must be feeling very wronged, but he didn't expect him to be so wronged. In all his twelve years, he had never seen his young master lose his temper like this.

“Not bad!” Flo said calmly. “It was worth all the effort I put into building this house.”

"But...isn't this too disrespectful to our ancestors?"

“Respect?” Flo chuckled and shook his head. “Respect depends on the situation. Besides, this was a decision I made with those old fogies while I was still alive. Some of them even complained about why I wasn’t born a few hundred years earlier.”

As it turns out, even they themselves couldn't stand their own actions.

Upon hearing this, Genes took a long time to recover, but he still found it hard to accept.

"Don't worry." Flo tapped his temple and explained, "That secret room is connected to my memories, the memories of a holy mage who is proficient in mind magic."

My initial plan was that as long as I didn't completely perish, everything inside would return to normal after the people in the room came out.

As for what happened inside the secret room, as long as you don't say anything, no outsider will know.

"Can..."

"Stop talking so much nonsense!" Flo said unhappily. "I am his ancestor, and I have my reasons for arranging that room. If this resentment is not vented, it will affect his studies."

Moreover, some qualified heirs had come here before him.

I remember the most extreme one; he cursed for two whole hours and smashed things for over an hour.

Judging from this, Aaron seems to be the more composed type, considering he's under several times the pressure of the others.

Genes: ......

More than half an hour later, Aaron came out of the room.

Genes and Flo looked over at the same time and found that he was much more relaxed and his mental state had improved considerably.

"How are you feeling?" Flo asked with amusement.

"That feels good." Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, then thanked him sincerely.

"It's alright. After all, you are my descendant, so it's only right that I care."

The twenty-seven ancestors you encountered earlier were only a little tougher on you because they knew what the last few secret chambers were.

So please don't blame them.

After all, they all know what you're going to do in the twenty-ninth secret room. You're even going to betray your master and ancestors, so there's no need for us to worry about so much.

Aaron gave an awkward laugh. "If they had been a little more polite, I wouldn't be so upset."

"Aaron Gaius!"

"To!"

"You need to understand your own position. Do ancestors need to be polite when speaking to unworthy descendants?"

Aaron: ......

It seems that it is indeed not necessary.

"Alright, I'm a little tired, you can all leave now!"

If you're interested, you can go take a look at the back; it won't hurt.

After Flo finished speaking, his figure quickly disappeared.

"Let's go!"

Aaron shrugged and returned to the twenty-ninth secret room.

But the fact that the sculptures were perfectly intact left him somewhat dumbfounded.

"This is...this is absolutely incredible!"

What does this mean? Does it mean I'm completely trapped in their grasp?

"Um... Lord Flo said that the room will be restored to its original state after we leave this secret room."

Young master, you can't be so willful like that again.

And you have to give those who come after you a chance to vent their emotions!

Aaron sat down on the floor, somewhat speechless. After a long while, he finally looked up and asked, "Do you have any wine?"

Genes paused for a moment, then burst into ecstasy, "Yes, yes, yes, this is definitely here, this must be here."

The next secret room is number thirty, which contains all kinds of fine wines; young master, you may drink as much as you like.

Aaron took a deep breath, stood up with a wry smile, and said with a touch of nonchalance, "No wonder drinking is a must for every patriarch. This order of events is truly... impeccable!"

Chapter 113 One against three? He couldn't even beat them individually.

The next day, Aaron groggily opened his eyes and rubbed his heavy head.

Looking at the familiar ceiling, Aaron realized that this was his bedroom, and he knew without a doubt that Genes had brought him back.

After getting drunk, he calmed down.

His two-month vacation is destined to be filled with twenty-eight, no, perhaps twenty-nine courses.

Hiding is out of the question for now. Given the family rules and the past patriarchs, even if Genes wanted to give face to the young master, he probably couldn't.

boom! boom! boom!

A knock came from outside the door.

"Young Master, it's time for you to get up."

"Ok?"

Aaron turned his head to look at a ray of sunlight outside, then glanced at his alarm clock, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"What the hell? It's not even six o'clock yet."

My little dragon is still asleep! Are you sure you didn't make a mistake waking me at this hour?

“There’s no mistake,” Genes said from outside the door. “I put together your schedule overnight.”

You are currently studying for sixteen to eighteen hours a day, and the rest of the time is spent sleeping and eating.

So...you might need to adjust your schedule a little.

Aaron: ......

Gan!

When Aaron opened the door, he found himself holding Abe, who was incredibly grumpy in the morning and whose yawns could practically produce sparks. His face was quite grim.

"You're really efficient!"

The course schedule is already arranged, can't it be delayed by a day or two?

Genes seemed oblivious to the complaint in Aaron's tone, and instead smiled and said, "We can't keep our ancestors waiting!"

"What are you afraid of?" Aaron scoffed unhappily, then lowered his voice somewhat guiltily, "I just came up with a good idea."

There are policies and measures to counter.

Aren't they supposed to be asleep? We go there every few days, they probably don't even know!

Genes paused for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "Young Master, please don't put me in a difficult position."

And you can think of it this way: finishing one class in the morning means you'll feel a little more relaxed sooner.

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly; of course he understood this principle.

But with 29 courses, who knows how long it would take him to graduate?

However, after hearing what Genes said, he knew that this path of cheating was not viable.