A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

“Superficial,” Gusta said dismissively. “I don’t deny that wizards’ methods are beyond the reach of Muggles, but times are changing, and there are things that wizards can learn from Muggles.”

Aaron nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Then what should I learn?"

Last year I learned to ride horses, bicycles, motorcycles, and cars.

What about this year? We can't exactly learn to ride magical creatures, can we?

Abe's ears twitched, and he instantly transformed into a three-meter-tall dragon, white steam billowing from his nostrils.

"Wow!" Gusta was surprised for a moment. "I've seen plenty of dragons, but this is the first time I've ever seen one this magnificent."

"You're so lucky! Just imagine how cool it would be to take that dragon out!"

Abe proudly raised his neck and let out a roar to the sky.

Aaron immediately rolled his eyes at it, and Abe sheepishly returned to its original state.

"Ancestor, please tell me what I should learn this time!"

“Hmm…” Gusta stroked his chin, his amused gaze lingering on Genes for a few seconds before turning to Aaron. “He should have taught you how to use Muggle weapons by now!”

"Does it matter?"

“It’s very important,” Gustave said. “This time, let’s learn something different.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the secret room turned into a plain.

Tanks, armored vehicles, helicopters, and fighter jets were lined up in a row.

"hiss!"

Aaron gasped and instinctively took a step back.

Genes wasn't much better. He thought the third stage of training for the young master was already outrageous enough, but compared to these things, it was just child's play.

"Don't tell me you don't know either." Aaron looked at Genes's surprised expression, somewhat incredulous.

“I only know that this course is about driving, but I don’t know much about it in detail,” Genes said nervously. “When the head of the family came here, he only learned to ride horses and drive cars; he didn’t learn any of these things.”

“That’s because those two things are enough for him,” Gustave laughed. “But his son is exceptionally gifted and deserves to have access to more things.”

Aaron's lips twitched slightly; he couldn't even remember how many times he had felt heartbroken about his talent.

However, magical talent doesn't seem to have anything to do with these weapons!

"Want to give it a try?" Gusta coaxed. "This is a man's romance!"

"Hehe! Can I say no?"

"Of course you can, you have that right, after all, you may never need these things in your life."

Aaron immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let's forget about it!"

You'd better think this through!

I don't need you to be an expert; just understanding the principles and being able to perform basic control is enough.

"Come on! I know my own limitations. These things are much more complicated than cars," Aaron said. "Besides, I'm a wizard. Even in war, I don't need these things. Given enough time, I could destroy a city in one go."

“Hahaha…” Gusta laughed and patted Aaron on the shoulder. “Honestly, I totally understand you. If I were in your shoes, I definitely wouldn’t waste my time on this course.”

However, little Aaron, I must tell you that your perception limits your imagination.

I am your ancestor. Your relatives in this world know what I went through in the past. If they think these things have no meaning for you, do you think you will still be able to see them?

So tell me, will you study or not?

Aaron was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded, "Learn."

“Speak louder,” Gustav said, pointing to a row of vehicles. “Speak like a soldier.”

"study!"

“Very good, I can feel your determination,” Gusta said with satisfaction, then looked at the somewhat dumbfounded Genes, “What are you still standing here for?”

"Don't you know that my classroom is off-limits to unauthorized personnel?"

Genes: ......

Chapter 217 A Second Escape After Careful Consideration

From late at night until dawn, Aaron tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

After he learned more advanced driving skills, his thick-skinned and ruthless ancestors made an exception and gave him a week's vacation.

Even Genes, the dutiful butler who had watched him grow up, did not object to this and took even better care of him than usual.

All of this can be described in four words: after hardship comes happiness.

After two years of classes and tutoring, Aaron Gaius finally made it through and enjoyed a real summer vacation.

But the good days came too suddenly, so suddenly that he felt it was somewhat unreal.

Then, thinking about his parents coming home soon, he immediately realized that this was definitely not a sign of the end of suffering, but rather a kind of final joke from a doctor to a terminally ill cancer patient: "Eat whatever you want!"

Aaron was nervous, but he didn't show it on the surface. Instead, he tried his best to act like an excited thirteen-year-old.

He had been pretending for six days straight and was confident that he hadn't given himself away.

But now, with less than twelve hours left before Vico and Lisanna return home, he has to make an important decision: to run away from home.

Although the ancestor of Vihert was not optimistic about this second escape, he was really unwilling to give up without trying.

He didn't want to do this in the first place, because it seemed to be something that all successors had to go through, in other words, it was a fate he couldn't escape.

However, the unusual behavior of his ancestors and steward these past few days inexplicably instilled a sense of fear in him—a fear of the unknown.

He wasn't ready yet, so he could only try to escape for now.

call!

Aaron looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was 6:30. He took several deep breaths and sat up in bed.

"Abbe, wake up."

A cute white head peeked out from under the blanket, followed by two white claws and a pair of white wings with a hint of blue.

"I've put away the original Galon, Sikor, and Nat."

Besides these, how much funding did you raise?

Abe flew into the air and opened his pockets with his two claws.

Wow!

A shower of gold coins fell on the bedside table, piling up into a small heap, roughly estimated to be more than two hundred.

These are genuine gold coins, offering much better value than Galleons. With this wealth, they could live a carefree life for a long time.

"Why is it only this little?"

Aaron looked at the dragon cub with confusion, wondering if it had changed its nature.

Ever since he successfully escaped last time, Genes has kept a close watch on the warehouse, and he has even cast a spell on it to protect them from thieves.

You can go in if you want, and you can take things if you want, but the butler needs to know.

They didn't have much money when they returned from Hogwarts, and they needed funds to escape.

After careful consideration, Aaron gritted his teeth and took the key to the vault on a dark and stormy night, hanging it around Abe's neck.

Logically speaking, given the dragons' love for gold, it's impossible that they would stop after taking only two hundred pieces; they wouldn't stop until they've filled a small mountain.

Abe poked her paws in frustration, "If I take too much, it'll be discovered, and the butler will be very angry."

Aaron was so angry he laughed. He was sure that compared to running away a second time, carrying a few more gold coins was nothing.

“Forget it, the funding is much more than last year,” Aaron said helplessly, then looked at Abe with a serious expression. “You know my plans, and I know you will stick with me through thick and thin.”

But the consequences this time could be quite serious. Not only will Genes be angry, but Vick and the others will be too, so...

"So Master has decided not to take me with him?"

Abe was extremely excited, looking at Aaron with bright, piercing eyes, eagerly hoping for a positive answer, even just a nod.

Aaron's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't expected that even the dragon cub he had raised would be so pessimistic about this operation.

“Of course not.” Aaron gave Abe a disdainful look. “What I mean is that you have to cooperate with me and hide your magical creature features.”

This time we have no backpacks, no tents, nothing but funds. If you accidentally give yourself away, then it's game over.

Abe nodded in disappointment; it seemed he had no choice but to board this dilapidated ship that was on the verge of sinking.

"It's almost time, let's go down for lunch!" Aaron said wearily. "Remember, the same thing happened yesterday, so don't let yourself be a starving ghost."

Abe scratched his head, looking somewhat bewildered.

It's not that it doesn't want to, but it's been letting loose these past few days, acting like a starving ghost every day.

"Master, I really can't do it!"

That's exactly what I did yesterday!

Aaron patted his forehead, looked at Abe's teary eyes, and waved his hand helplessly, "Whatever!"

The two arrived at the restaurant, where Genes was waiting for them with a beaming smile, followed by a house-elf pushing a large food cart.

"Young Master is very punctual, which is a very good habit."

Aaron wasn't going to listen to this nonsense and yawned in boredom. "When are my parents coming back?"

"The head of the family said it would be in the afternoon."

"I know it's afternoon, but could you be more specific?" Aaron said speechlessly. This was related to his escape plan, so he couldn't leave without asking.

"If nothing unexpected happens, around four o'clock."

"Is that so? There's still time. Looks like I'll have to go to Diagon Alley in a bit."

Genes' heart skipped a beat, and he asked somewhat nervously, "Young Master, what are you doing in Diagon Alley?"

"Tch! I know what you're worried about, but I'm not going to run away this time." Aaron glanced at him dismissively and said confidently, "I'm going to prepare a gift for them. It's been almost a year since we last saw each other, so I have to show my filial piety!"

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