A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

The knocking stopped instantly, and Genes shook his head with a wry smile outside the door.

With the head of the family and his wife away, he has to listen to the young master in everything except for supervising his classes and protecting his safety.

Twenty minutes later, Aaron changed into simple clothes and came out with Abe.

Genes first took them to a restaurant for a meal. Both the man and the dragon knew what they would face after the meal, so they didn't care about their table manners.

Aaron devoured the food in a flash and then leaned back lazily in his chair.

As for Abe, he ignored Genes' warning look and casually invited the house-elves to bring out another table of food.

“Young master, aren’t you going to stop it?” Genes couldn’t help but ask. “It’s a pound heavier than last year.”

"So what?"

It's still a child, it won't hurt it to eat a little more.

The thought entity took away Abe's food rations accumulated over two years, so his original body naturally had to compensate him in other ways, at least ensuring that Abe wouldn't go hungry before returning to school.

As for the weight... Genes will handle it, after all, he successfully helped Abe lose a pound last year.

"Well... alright!" Genes reluctantly picked up his notebook. "I'll make another weight loss plan for it, specifying how much it should eat and how much it should run."

I installed a brand new treadmill for it, with only one characteristic: it's durable.

As long as it doesn't get tired during training, it doesn't care how much it eats now.

Upon hearing this, Abe, who was eating a fish fillet, moved slightly. Turning around, he saw the familiar little notebook in Genes' hand and instinctively shivered.

Last year, it was dominated by this thing during its two-month holiday.

After breakfast, Genes led them to the family's secret chamber and skillfully opened the armory door.

"This again?" Aaron slapped his forehead, then took a horizontal sword from the wooden shelf. "How many do I need to take on this time?"

Fifteen? Or twenty?

“No need.” Genes gave a mysterious smile. “That was the original training plan, but ever since we learned that you, young master, single-handedly killed a giant serpent that had lived for a thousand years, the training in these cold weapons has become less meaningful.”

Therefore, the head of the family specifically instructed me that I could begin the second phase of training for you ahead of schedule.

"The second stage?" Aaron was somewhat bewildered. "If there's a second stage, does that mean there's a third stage as well?"

“Young Master is indeed clever.” Genes snapped his fingers. “Actually, the first stage mainly focuses on improving basic abilities and combat skills.”

The young master's physique has been elevated to a level that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. Unless there is some extraordinary encounter, his physical fitness will increase very slowly in the short term.

Actually, with the young master's current strength, it might be difficult to defeat a hundred Muggles without using magic, but he could still defeat fifty and escape unscathed.

However, they fall short when facing true masters, such as the king of assassins in the Muggle world or the king of special forces in the military.

Their skills were honed through hundreds of battles. If you faced them with similar physical attributes, you might not last ten minutes.

Upon hearing this, Aaron's temper flared up instantly.

Ten minutes? Who do you think you are?

He pointed his sword at Genes and said with a serious expression, "How about we have a match first? Let's see if I can last ten minutes."

Genes raised an eyebrow, looking slightly embarrassed, and said, "This isn't appropriate!"

"Perfect match, let's have a friendly spar!"

"I'll go easy on him." Aaron saw hesitation on Genes' face and quickly added, "You can give it your all, but you can't refuse."

"Alright! Since you've put it that way, young master, I guess I have no choice but to agree."

"You don't use weapons?"

Genes shrugged and took a long knife from the shelf. "This one will do! I'm ready."

"Then I won't be polite."

Aaron raised his sword and walked step by step toward Genes, the tip of the sword sparking as it scraped the floor.

He had been waiting a long time for this opportunity to openly beat up the butler. After that, it would be time for the six bodyguards. He would feel bad if he didn't teach them a lesson, as they had been secretly protecting him for over ten years. No, secretly monitoring him.

However, since the butler had taken good care of him, he still had to save face for him and not embarrass him too much.

Just as Aaron was thinking about how to respect the elderly and care for the young, Genes threw away his weapon and skillfully took out a brown wand.

Before Aaron could react, a white light struck him.

boom!

Aaron dropped his longsword to the ground and staggered back several steps.

"This is a small lesson: never underestimate your enemy, nor should you think of them as some kind of saint," Genes said calmly, putting away his wand.

"How come I never realized you were this kind of person before?" Aaron gritted his teeth, his face full of indignation. "You have no sportsmanship at all!"

"My young master, it was you who first disregarded martial ethics!"

I'm saying that if you were to face a skilled opponent with similar physical abilities, you wouldn't last more than ten minutes. However, my physical abilities are still far behind yours, young master.

Moreover, my original intention was to remind you that there are always people more capable than you, and that you shouldn't become arrogant and complacent just because you have some strength. But it seems that you didn't listen to what I had to say.

"Most importantly..." Genen paused, a hint of melancholy in his voice, "Young Master has grown up, his wings have hardened, but if he wants to hit me, he'd better find a decent reason!"

Aaron blushed and said awkwardly, "Was I that obvious?"

Genes nodded seriously, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Young master, you may not have noticed, but when you walked over with your sword just now, your smile was particularly sickly."

My personal suggestion is that you go see Lord Flo for some psychological counseling later. We should still take precautions!

"Um... there's no rush."

Let's talk about the second phase of training first!

“Okay.” Genes smiled calmly. “The second phase is to adapt to various extreme environments.”

The future is full of uncertainties, and the battle environment cannot always be in the training room.

An erupting volcano, a collapsing cliff, a crumbling glacier, even a chaotic city—all could be battlefields.

Gulu!

Aaron swallowed hard and said incredulously, "You mean I have to go to these places next?"

“Yes.” Genes took a gray key engraved with the number two from a bunch of keys. “So, young master, are you ready?”

Aaron: ......

Can I say no?

Chapter 206 There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me

Click!

As the key was inserted into the central keyhole in the wall, a large door slowly opened.

Aaron stood there for a while before nervously walking in.

But what he saw first wasn't some extreme environment, but a large open space, and he couldn't help but smile dismissively, "That's it?"

Genes shrugged. "When the patriarch first came here, he acted just like you are now."

"What happens after that?"

Genes seemed to realize something, and his expression changed slightly. "I'm sorry, I can't say."

"I am the young master, and you are the butler. Think carefully before you speak."

"Young Master," Genes said with a bitter expression, "you're making things difficult for me!"

Did my father explicitly tell you not to tell me?

"Um...no, but..."

“No buts.” Aaron winked and smiled. “Besides Abe, it’s just the two of us here. Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know. I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

Genes was still somewhat hesitant, but not as determined as he had been at the beginning.

Aaron pressed his advantage, saying, "You've piqued my interest, I can't keep suppressing it myself!"

“Uncle Genes, I must remind you that this is an order from Gaius’s successor.”

"All right!

The head of the family entered this secret room when he was sixteen years old, and he was full of confidence at first.

However, when he first came out, he was trembling and his face was almost bloodless. He just clung to the old patriarch's leg and cried for help.

Fortunately, the family had prepared a special medicine for this condition; otherwise, the family head probably wouldn't have recovered in ten days to two weeks.

Upon hearing this, Aaron's expression changed slightly, and he slowly retreated.

Vico was exceptionally reliable to him; the fact that he could frighten him so much at sixteen meant that this secret room was probably far more dangerous than he had imagined.

But just as he was about to retreat to the door, the door to the secret room suddenly closed and disappeared from Aaron's sight.

“Young Master, don’t even think about escaping.” Genes said with a hint of schadenfreude. “The head of the family specifically emphasized that I should bring you to this secret room every morning to experience the thrill.”

As Genes spoke, a square floor appeared beneath his feet, lifting him into the air.

As he left, the floor turned reddish-brown, the ground tilted slightly, and the temperature rose rapidly.

In just a few seconds, Aaron went from the open space to the mountainside, where thick black smoke rose from the mountaintop and the mountain itself was shaking.

"My darn thing!"

Aaron was horrified and shouted at the figure in the sky, "I am the young master! You can't do this! Release me immediately!"

“I’m sorry, but this is the patriarch’s order.” Genes shook his head slightly. “This volcano is going to erupt in two minutes. You’re currently halfway up the mountain. You need to find a way to survive.”

"Survive?" Aaron murmured, a terrible thought surfacing in his mind, "What does 'survive' mean?"

“Literal meaning,” Genes explained in a deep voice, “There is no real death in this secret room, but you can experience real pain.”

More than 60% of the Gaius family's heirs throughout history have fallen in this secret room. I hope you, young master, are not on the list.

By the way, a friendly reminder: the finish line is at the foot of the mountain.

Hearing this, Aaron was completely bewildered, but the rumbling sound brought him back to his senses.