A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Genes breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered the house-elves to serve the food.

Although something felt off, the young master couldn't possibly have run away right under the nose of a great mage like him!

As soon as all the dishes were served, Abe jumped onto the table and eagerly pounced on a large pork knuckle, gnawing on it while eyeing the other plates.

Aside from a few dishes that Aaron liked to eat, it didn't intend to waste the rest.

After all, once this meal is over, the next one might not be as lavish.

Aaron watched helplessly as his pet devoured its food, feeling a headache coming on as he ate.

With Abe's appetite, a meal would cost a gold coin if he wanted a good meal and drinks.

This runaway is estimated to last for a month, and its food expenses alone account for half of its budget.

Besides, there are countless other places where money is needed, and the remaining half of the gold coins would probably be barely enough to cover food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

After breakfast, Aaron carried Abe and used FlooPowder to reach the small shop in Diagon Alley.

Genes naturally followed closely, confident that he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

Aaron pretended to stroll around the street, but his eyes were actually choosing the right route.

“Uncle Genes, Hogwarts is having a Divination class this semester, so I need books on divination and the corresponding magical tools.”

“Understood.” Genes nodded with a smile. “Your book list includes ‘Seeing the Future Through the Fog,’ and I will also prepare a beautiful crystal ball for you.”

Besides divination lessons, there are also "The Monster Book of Monsters", "Intermediate Transfiguration", "Standard Spell Level 3", and so on.

"Young master, you can rest assured, I have already prepared all these things."

"That's good." Aaron said with satisfaction, feeling a little relieved.

Those ancestors were unusually tight-lipped. Whenever he asked about secrets, they would look at him with gloating eyes, but remain tight-lipped, making him very uneasy.

But Genes was easier to fool. Since he had prepared his textbooks for the next semester in advance, it meant that the secrets he was about to encounter were not very dangerous.

Although it may be malicious, at least he can return to class safely, which is great news.

"By the way, the Gaius family has produced many talented people over the past thousands of years. Hasn't there been anyone who is proficient in divination?"

“This…” Genes pondered for a while, “I can only tell you that such a person exists, and his predictions are 99% accurate.”

But specifically... I signed a contract, but you'll find out soon enough.

Aaron: ......

Why is it another contract?

What a versatile, perfunctory yet impeccable excuse.

Aaron suppressed his anger, remembering the good news he had just received, and continued walking until he saw a towering white building.

“Gringotts?” Genes raised an eyebrow. “Young master, if I may be so bold, there’s no need to spend so much money on gifts for the head of the family and his wife.”

A book, a bouquet of flowers, a piece of clothing—anything would do. Most importantly, the Gaius family truly lacked nothing, especially... money.

"I know, but this is my own business."

It would be more meaningful to buy my parents a more valuable gift with my own money. Aaron weighed his pockets and gave Abe a wink as he walked toward Gringotts.

Abe nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with determination.

The moment Aaron and Genes stepped across Gringotts' threshold, it leaped out of Aaron's arms and headed straight for a deep alley, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Abe!" Aaron called out urgently, and quickly followed after him.

Oh, no.

"Wait, young master."

Genes immediately followed, he was really anxious, because the alley that Abe had rushed into was called Knockover Alley, and at least eight out of ten people there were dark wizards.

Among them are some outlaws who may not give the Gaius family any face.

With the young master's current strength, he can barely protect himself, and there are two guardians secretly following him, so in theory there shouldn't be any accidents.

But it's better to be safe than sorry!

If the young master gets injured, it will be entirely his responsibility. When the head of the family and his wife return, will he be in for a rough time?

No, I have to teach Abe a lesson when we get back. I'll starve him for at least three days.

Why not run earlier or later? Why wait until near the entrance of Gringotts, close to the entrance of Knockturn Alley, to run?

And young master, you've been running a shop in Diagon Alley for several years, don't you know how dangerous Knockturn Alley is?

Thinking of this, Genes suddenly realized something, his steps unconsciously slowed down, and his expression became particularly interesting.

Waterfa... Young Master hasn't run away again, has he?

Chapter 218 The human trafficker sold her off in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Aaron rush into Knockturn Alley but not specifically chasing Abe, instead running towards crowded areas, a bitter look appeared on Genes' face.

It's confirmed; the young master is definitely going to run away again.

But after a brief moment of anxiety, he became excited.

As the saying goes, you should get up wherever you fall.

Aaron's successful escape last year was a huge failure for those of them who were responsible for protecting him, but none of them felt they had a chance to recover.

Because the young master is a smart man, he must know that this year and in the future they will do everything they can to plug all the loopholes and will not give him a second chance to run away.

But what has happened now proves that they misjudged the situation, but... what a wonderful mistake! The opportunity to redeem themselves has arrived.

Thinking of this, Geneston had an urge to laugh out loud three times, and at the same time, he was filled with fighting spirit.

Without thinking twice, he quickly chased after Aaron.

Although only a dozen seconds had passed, Aaron, with his superhuman physical abilities, still managed to leave Genes more than thirty meters behind.

As he turned a corner and met up with Abe, he noticed a dark figure on the ground.

"Child, are you lost?" a kind old witch in her sixties or seventies said with a smile. "Come with us! We'll take you home."

Three other poorly dressed wizards in the alley also gathered around. Their smiles were sinister as they looked at Aaron or Abe, as if they were examining some valuable goods.

Aaron raised an eyebrow; these were probably human traffickers or robbers from the wizarding world.

Just as he was about to try to act on behalf of Heaven, he heard footsteps getting closer and closer. He immediately pretended to be harmless and picked up Abe.

“Okay!” Aaron said politely. “Thank you, you are all very kind people.”

The four dark wizards exchanged glances, all feeling that this deal was a sure thing.

This is the first time they've seen such a fresh and handsome young wizard; he's sure to fetch a good price.

But they hadn't walked far when they heard unfamiliar voices behind them.

"Young master, stop playing around, you should come back with me."

Genes looked smug; he himself hadn't expected it to be so easy this time.

Although these wizards didn't look like good people, he found them particularly endearing. If they hadn't blocked his way, he estimated it would have taken him several more minutes to catch the young master.

"Master?"

The dark wizards looked at each other in bewilderment.

To be honest, they've sold children with legal status before. After all, people in this line of work don't care about morality or the law, except for their own lives and Galonnaise.

But now the child's family has caught up. Although they look to be only in their thirties, their strength is probably about the same as theirs.

But if he gets away, the aftermath will be very troublesome.

Just as they were hesitating about whether to give up, Aaron nervously hid behind the old witch, his eyes revealing obvious panic.

“I don’t know you at all.” Aaron pointed nervously at Genes. “Grandma, uncles, he’s a human trafficker.”

Genes' lips twitched slightly. "This joke isn't funny at all."

"Hmph! You followed me after I got lost from my mother in Diagon Alley."

They greeted everyone they met by saying, "You're my housekeeper," and then led me into this shabby alley, adding that the boss would definitely love this batch of goods.

The dark wizards' eyes lit up, and their gazes toward Genes became more disdainful.

We're in the same industry!

However, her acting skills were too superb; she almost fooled those con artists.

"Young Master," Genes gritted his teeth, suppressing his temper, "The game is over. If you keep saying that, I'll get angry. Come back with me right now."

“This… friend.” A balding wizard stepped in front of Genes and said righteously, “Although you were here first, our rules don’t follow the principle of first come, first served!”

This child has nothing to do with you anymore, get out of here.

"I..."

Genes had never been treated this way before, and his first instinct was to teach this bastard a lesson, but since this was Knockout Alley, he didn't want to make too much of a commotion.

"I don't want to take action, but that doesn't mean I can't."

"Who do you think you are? This is Knockover Alley. If you die, no one will even collect your body," the balding wizard laughed arrogantly. "Get lost, or you'll stop us from making our fortune."

If you don’t seek death, you won’t die!

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, then tugged at the old witch's sleeve. "Can we go home now? I miss my mom and dad."

“Of course, child,” the old witch comforted him, then gave Genes a defiant look and led Aaron toward the alleyway.

Just as Genes was about to stop him, the balding wizard stretched out his arm and sneered, "Looks like you really don't know what's good for you!"

"Get out of the way if you don't want to die."

"Heh!" The balding wizard chuckled dismissively. "I'll hold this guy off, but I'll take an extra ten percent afterwards."

The old witch nodded, and the other two dark wizards also indicated they had no objections.

Genes glanced at the idiot blocking his way, then at the young master who was facing away from him and giving him the middle finger, and shook his head with a wry smile.

In his view, Aaron's approach was completely meaningless; he could handle these oddballs in less than half a minute.

In addition to him, Number Three and Number Four were also with Aaron. Both of them were high-level mages and would not show themselves unless it was absolutely necessary. However, as the butler, he could give them orders directly and bring the young master back at any time.