A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Wait a minute, do you know how to find them?"

The two looked at each other and remained silent once again.

What's so difficult about finding someone? Just ask them one by one.

A handsome twelve-year-old boy with a rather eye-catching pet makes him stand out like a firefly in the dark.

Furthermore, the young master is only a high-level magician; he doesn't know apparition or any advanced magic. In addition, the Ministry of Magic prohibits minors from using magic in the Muggle world, and so on.

With all these limiting factors combined, he's just an ordinary kid, so you can imagine how far he can run.

Although they knew exactly what was going on, the two still chose to follow their superior's instructions.

When Genes saw that neither of them spoke and their eyes showed much lack of seriousness, he knew what they were thinking and was utterly speechless.

“You all need to take this seriously.”

You've all watched the young master grow up. Would he have chosen to run away from home if he wasn't confident?

"The usual methods for finding people are for ordinary people, but is the young master an ordinary person?" Genes showed unprecedented sternness. "Get this straight, this is not a prank, nor is it a drill."

This was a premeditated runaway. The young master is out of our sight, and none of us can guarantee his safety.

Upon hearing this, the two no longer looked so calm, and even became somewhat anxious.

"Lord Genes, we..."

"Don't worry so much." Genes waved his hand. "Young Master is much more mature than you think. He will take good care of himself."

However, this is a very serious provocation for us. You are all elites who have followed me for more than ten years, so you know what I mean.

We've already failed in our duty to let the young master slip away right under our noses, but if we can't find him before the start of the school year, it won't just be a failure; it will be a complete loss of face!

"Gentlemen, the dignity we've guarded for twelve years is facing a severe challenge at this moment. If we fail, we'll never be able to hold our heads high in front of the young master again."

The two immediately straightened their backs, their expressions extremely serious.

"Lord Genes, what should we do?"

“Let me think about it.” Genes rubbed his forehead. “First, contact the others and gather the remaining four people together.”

“Yes.” One of them took out a wand and drew the Gaius family symbol in the air.

Red runes floated in the air, and before long, four figures suddenly appeared in the shop.

Among the four, some were dressed casually and holding a golf club, some looked drowsy and had just woken up, some were well-mannered and wore glasses, and some were holding an ice cream.

Today wasn't a shift change day, and they were all enjoying life, so they weren't behaving as formally. But when they received the order to work overtime, they still rushed over immediately.

Once everyone had arrived, Genes coughed lightly, letting each person see the note Aaron had left behind.

"Everyone, I'm sorry to have gathered you all here at the last minute."

But young master Aaron ran away from home, and the challenge letter had already been issued.

The last time something like this happened was over three hundred years ago; that generation of guardians failed. Whether we can uphold our dignity this time depends on your performance.

"Lord Genes, please speak plainly!"

"How do we find them?" The only woman among the six stepped forward and asked.

“Very good, Anna.” Genes gave her an approving look. “The young master has been running for less than half an hour. We still have a great chance. I mean, we should split up.”

Number One, ask around in Diagon Alley. There are too many people and too many eyes here. No matter how well he disguises himself, someone will always see through him. Maybe he's hiding in one of the neighbors' shops.

When asking around, remember not to mention clothing, pets, or appearance. These external factors are easy to fake. Just say it's a child around twelve years old alone.

Number Two, go and contact Gaius's family relatives and friends. There aren't many places he can go, so pay close attention to these.

Number Three, go and inquire in the Muggle world. Even if he wanted to run, it's impossible for him to leave London in such a short time. I allow you to use Gaius's influence in the Muggle world to thoroughly search every inn and station in the city, and offer a high reward for information about the young master.

Number four, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Go back to Gaius Castle and search it carefully. Do not miss any place except the treasure vault.

By the way, have someone check if anything is missing. The young master would never choose to run away without any preparation; he would at least have to take some funds with him.

Number Five, go to the alley. We can't rule out the possibility that the young master might be taking a risky or unconventional approach.

Number six, you...stay and watch the shop.

"What?" Anna looked completely bewildered. "Me, mind the shop? Are you kidding me?"

"Your task is the most important. If anyone discovers any clues, you must notify us immediately. Moreover, the young master might even turn back."

"Understood." Anna reluctantly accepted the task. "Then, Lord Genes, what are you to do?"

“Me?” Genes smiled bitterly. “As per the young master’s request, I’m going to prepare the things he needs for the start of school.”

"If we don't find him before Hogwarts starts, it will at least save us a little bit of face."

Everyone:......

Chapter 121 Visiting or Seeking Refuge

Abe flew at high speed for nearly half an hour, then spotted an ancient castle in the distance and let out a low growl.

"Huh? Are we here?"

Aaron rubbed his eyes and didn't go in directly. Instead, he had Abe slow down and land in front of the wrought iron gate.

The moment they landed, the man and the dragon dispelled their invisibility. Abe shrunk to his normal size and changed into his own clothes.

Two white paws touched the pocket on its chest, and while letting out a sigh of relief, it laughed heartlessly.

Aaron was both amused and exasperated by what he saw, as he hadn't touched anything in the pocket.

"Aaron." A slightly surprised voice came from the sky, and Draco descended swiftly on his magical broom. "You came to my house without even giving me a heads-up."

“It happened so suddenly, there wasn’t time,” Aaron explained, then looked at Draco’s broom, the exquisite black broom with the words ‘Nimbus 2001’ clearly printed on it.

Noticing Aaron's gaze, Draco proudly held the broom closer for him to see. "How about it? This is the latest Nimbus series, my dad bought it for me a few weeks ago."

"Um...you're going to join Slytherin's Quidditch team?"

“You figured it out.” Draco wasn’t embarrassed at all. “My dad bought seven Nimbus 2001s and equipped the Slytherin team with Nimbus 2000s that would absolutely crush Harry Potter.”

"That makes sense."

Aaron couldn't deny that equipment was also a part of strength.

These days, if you give up your advantages to give your opponent a fair chance, you're definitely out of your mind.

"Don't you want me to come in and sit down?"

"Sorry, I almost forgot." Draco quickly opened the iron gate. "Please come in."

Once inside the gate, Aaron finally had the opportunity to tour the lord-style mansion.

A garden surrounds the castle in the center, which calms the mind and allows fountains and free-roaming white peacocks to be seen everywhere.

The interior of the manor is extremely luxurious, with magnificent decorations, marble fireplaces, even the mirrors are plated with gold, and a thick carpet is laid on the stone floor tiles.

Anyone who enters this place will immediately think that this family is rich, and their second impression will be that this family is extremely wealthy.

"As expected of a top-tier wizarding family!" Aaron exclaimed, sitting on the sofa. "This setup is incredibly luxurious."

"Is your family like that too?" Draco asked curiously. "My dad said your family's lineage has a much longer history."

"I admit the second half of the statement, but the first half is somewhat inconsistent with the facts."

Gaius Castle undergoes design and renovation to varying degrees as times progress, and it has been rebuilt countless times. Its retro atmosphere cannot compare to that of Malfoy Estate.

Moreover, our garden doesn't enclose the castle, nor do we keep that many white peacocks.

Don't laugh, but our only pets, besides the owl that delivers messages, are this one I'm holding.

Draco paused for a moment, looked at Abe nestled in Aaron's arms, and said speechlessly, "But your pet is far superior to those peacocks."

"By the way, what made you decide to come to my house? School starts in three days."

"It's a long story!" Aaron sighed wistfully. "I might have to stay at your place for a few days."

“No problem, you’re my best friend,” Draco said without hesitation. “I’ll get you a room right away.”

"and many more!"

Aaron stopped him, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Let's discuss this with your dad when he gets back before making a decision!"

“No need for that, I can handle this little thing,” Draco said proudly. “Besides, my dad would be very happy to know you’re here.”

“Normally that might be true,” Aaron smiled somewhat sheepishly, “but now there’s been a little unexpected problem.”

Upon hearing this, Draco's joy faded somewhat. "What happened?"

Let me put it this way!

I ran away from home; I snuck out.

Therefore, my presence at your home needs to be kept confidential.

Draco's expression was also complicated upon hearing this.

If Aaron were simply visiting, he could make arrangements in no time. But this time, Aaron wasn't just staying temporarily; he had found a refuge.

This matter certainly couldn't be kept from his father, Lucius Malfoy. After all, taking in the sole heir of a reclusive family without any permission and keeping it a secret was somewhat like meddling in other people's business.

"Now you understand!"

“I understand.” Draco nodded. “But I still don’t quite understand why you ran away from home for no reason.”

“Who would choose to leave their hometown if they couldn’t stand it anymore?” Aaron said sadly. “During the holidays, I suffered a lot of unfair treatment at home.”

Can you imagine having only seven or eight hours of free time a day, including eating and sleeping?

"hiss!"

Draco gasped. His vacation had been nothing but eating, drinking, and having fun, or on his way to eat, drinking, and having fun. At most, he had accompanied his father on some private business, and incidentally met some people and built up some connections.

Compared to Aaron, she is so much happier.

"How exactly did your family arrange your vacation?" Draco asked curiously, but then, remembering that this might be a painful memory for Aaron, he quickly added, "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

There's nothing I can't say.

They arranged some tutoring classes for me, but the content was just...unbearable; it was simply not something a twelve-year-old should be learning.

Aaron said, opening his hands, which were covered in calluses.