A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

This isn't just a glass of vodka! Although they could ask Genes for reimbursement later, since the young master has the ability to pay, they won't bother.

......

After paying the bill, Aaron followed two guards out of the store.

"That meal cost four figures," Dika said with a hint of envy. "That feels so luxurious."

"This is a reward for myself after successfully escaping. I won't be so extravagant in the future," Aaron said helplessly. "But I didn't expect you to find me in less than an hour."

"The duty lies."

"I know, I won't blame you," Aaron said calmly. "And I hope you won't blame me later either."

Both Modo and Dika felt a jolt in their hearts, as if something had slipped out of their control.

Having served as guards for so many years, they knew that the young master wouldn't scare people for no reason. If it was just a bluff, that would be fine, but if not, it meant that he was still confident he could escape right under their noses again.

That compass is useless now. If the young master runs away again, the two of them will have no chance at all.

Thinking of this, the two exchanged glances. Dika gripped Aaron's left hand even tighter, while Modo zipped up his backpack and carried it in his hand.

They arrived safely at an open space and both breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted from their hearts.

"Take care, young master. The master and mistress will be very happy to see you," Modo said respectfully, then winked at Dika.

The two used Phantom Teleportation at the same time, but the gray-white spatial vortex only flashed by and did not serve its purpose of teleportation.

"what happened?"

Dika looked somewhat bewildered, while Modo looked at Aaron.

"Don't look at me like that." Aaron slowly took out his wand. "I also learned the anti-Apparition spell, not long after I learned Apparition."

Although I'm not as skilled as you, it's still effective within a ten-meter range.

"Young Master," Dika said wearily, "Could you please stop playing?"

“It’s a pity,” Aaron shook his head and said, “You have your responsibilities, and I have my pursuits.”

To be honest, I don't know if I should run this time. Many people don't have a good opinion of me, and even I don't have much confidence in myself.

But this is my only chance. I'm not ready yet, but I know very well that once my parents come back, I won't have any more thoughts of running away from home.

“Young Master, you’re forcing us to take action!” Modo said meaningfully. “Boss Genes’ orders to us are to persuade you to go home, but if you don’t cooperate, we can kidnap you and take you back.”

"Then give it a try!"

Aaron quickly broke free from Dika's left hand and put some distance between himself and the two.

A yellowish-brown magic circle instantly appeared, and more than ten brown chains flew out from the ground, rushing towards the two people's legs.

Deka and Mordo simultaneously swung their wands, shattering the chains and reducing the magic circle to nothingness.

“Young Master, perhaps in a few years we will no longer be your match, but today you still have to come back with us,” Dika said calmly.

"Stop talking nonsense and get going."

"Modo said impatiently, and then swung his right hand forcefully."

The ground cracked open, and rubble and mud, mixed with a powerful hurricane, swept towards Aaron.

"Hey! It can't be that bad!"

What if the young master gets hurt?

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, and the young master isn't that weak."

Before he finished speaking, a faint blue light flickered, and a blue ice shield appeared in front of Aaron.

boom!

Soon, cracks appeared on the ice shield, and powerful winds rushed through the gaps, forcing Aaron back half a step.

He immediately waved his wand, and a pale white light appeared at the tip of the wand. The magical energy belonging to a mid-level mage was released without reservation, which blocked the gray storm.

"A high-ranking archmage!" Aaron gritted his teeth. "I'm really no match for him right now!"

"It's good that the young master knows." While casting a spell, Modo winked at Dika, signaling him to go and tie up the young master now.

Dika nodded, and just as he was about to act, he heard the whooshing sound of the wind in his ears.

Turning their heads, they saw that Aaron's magic had actually surpassed that of Modo, and the gray storm was blowing towards them.

"Are you kidding me? Even if you're going to go easy on people, you don't have to go this far!"

"I'm not joking." Modo's face was grim. "Something seems wrong. Come help me quickly, hurry up."

Chapter 226 A single glance back leads to tragedy.

Dika realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately joined in.

With the injection of new magic, the pressure on Modo suddenly decreased, the power of the storm increased, and some white spots of light even appeared.

However, the advantage only lasted a few seconds before a bright green magic circle rapidly formed in front of Aaron.

boom!

The two hurricanes collided, and the enormous impact sent the three of them staggering backward.

"This is impossible," Modo murmured in disbelief. "A mid-level mage couldn't be this strong."

“Nothing is impossible in this world.” Aaron took a few steps back before he could barely stand. “For me, challenging someone of a higher level is not a difficult task.”

“But the gap between you and us, young master, is not small. It can’t be explained by challenging someone of a higher level. There must be something wrong.” Dika said calmly. “We have been working together for more than ten years. If we join forces, we can even fight against an ordinary archmage. There’s no reason for us to be evenly matched with you, young master.”

“You are very strong, no weaker than the professors at Hogwarts, I can’t deny that.” Aaron smiled somewhat embarrassedly. “However, your vigilance is a little lacking. Haven’t you realized the problem yet?”

Here's a little hint: I really did go all out just now, but you didn't hold back either.

Upon hearing this, Modo realized something and suddenly widened his eyes.

He secretly checked his body; his physical strength was excellent, but his magical energy seemed to be suppressed.

When casting a spell, it's as if several chains have been added. The person casting the spell might not even notice it, but the power they unleash is less than 30% of their usual strength.

Dika belatedly realized what was happening, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. "Young Master, you've learned how to poison people!"

Modo's face was grim. They were all seasoned veterans, but today they had been outmaneuvered by a child, a blatant slap in the face.

Even though it was their young master, the one who humiliated them, who would be their future loyal subject, they were still somewhat unhappy.

"When? Young Master, how did you do that?"

We didn't eat anything at that restaurant, not even drink any water, and we didn't smell anything strange.

"Could it be... Leaky Cauldron?" Dika slapped his forehead. "Those two drinks."

"That's why I said I hope you won't blame me," Aaron said shyly. "But don't worry, what I used wasn't exactly poison; it's harmless to the human body. You could say it's a kind of sedative!"

It has a remarkable effect on those who forcibly unleash their potential and fight with everything they have, delaying their death by a few minutes.

For a normal person, this would cause weakness for about ten hours, but he himself didn't notice this weakness.

"Young Master, you're really... thoughtful!" Modo said with a wry smile. "This medicine must be very precious, isn't it a bit wasteful to give it to the two of us?"

“No waste, not a single bit.” Aaron shook his head and said, “‘If you don’t use it, even the most precious treasure is just trash.’ This is clearly written in our ancestral teachings.”

As it turns out, that statement was quite accurate, otherwise you two would have asked me to go back by now.

Moreover, this medicine isn't that rare. I have a master potions master as my teacher, and an ancestor who took special care of me. The botanical garden in Lant has all sorts of herbs, so I easily concocted it.

"Young Master is truly gifted!" Dika's lips twitched. "He even concocts his own poisons."

"I didn't want to either!" Aaron shrugged. "If it were easier, who would want to learn so much? We're all forced into it, aren't we?"

Dika and Modo exchanged a wry smile, feeling angry at their young master for not knowing how lucky he was.

The two then stood together, assuming a fighting stance.

They had a clear understanding: although their strength was greatly limited, it was not impossible to take down the young master; it would just take more time.

"Why bother?" Aaron said, somewhat speechless. "You may be very confident, thinking that we are evenly matched, but if I wanted to, you couldn't beat me."

If Aaron were to reclaim his Thought Body, his strength would instantly soar to that of a high-level mage, capable of suppressing the two guards in no time. However, this was a last resort, and he would not abandon the Thought Body, this cheat code, unless absolutely necessary.

Even under equal circumstances, Aaron was confident he could take on two opponents at once.

They were indeed battle-hardened, but he was no pushover either. After this period of rigorous training, his intermediate magic array, while not yet instantaneous, was not far off.

and...

"It's our duty," Modo said seriously. "We failed once last year, and if we fail again this time, we'll both be too ashamed to face anyone."

“That’s right.” Deka nodded in agreement, pointing his wand at his young master. “Lord Genes has been holding a grudge about last year’s defeat. It would be really unreasonable to let you get away with this.”

"Ugh!"

Aaron sighed deeply, uttering profound syllables.

The purple backpack suddenly exploded, and a white shadow flew like an arrow to Aaron's side.

Abe nervously glanced back at the two dumbfounded people, then patted his pocket as if to show off, "I've put all the money in there, so I can run away anytime."

"Don't worry too much. Their strength has been greatly reduced. Together they can only fight me to a draw."

But adding a dragon to this fragile balance changes everything; the advantage is on my side!

Upon hearing this, Abe immediately became smug, turning around to face the two of them with bared teeth and claws, looking like a petty person who had achieved his goal, especially his gaze towards Modo, which was full of contempt.

"Uh..." Aaron opened his mouth, "It's saying that you two are getting what you deserve!"

Oh, right, Motoro...

"No need to say anything, young master," Modo interrupted with an awkward smile. "I think I can tell."

Abe immediately flew to Aaron, flapped his wings, pointed at Modo, and begged his master to be his translator.

“I don’t think you noticed.” Aaron looked at the high-ranking mage with some sympathy. “It means: Weren’t you very arrogant just now? Why are you so pathetic now?”

"Come here!"

Ridicule, blatant ridicule, ridicule without the slightest attempt to conceal it.

boom!

A volcano exploded in Modo's heart, and his anger soared to the heavens.