A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

What if I'm gone for ten or eight years, or even longer, and never come back?

"You can rest assured about that. Our world is very special. The time ratio is very different from other worlds, and it can even reach an astonishing ratio of one to one hundred."

"That means if I spend ten or eight years in another world, it might only be less than a year after I come back," Aaron said, somewhat astonished, but also inexplicably delighted.

The time accelerator is even more cheating than the thought entity; its efficiency can be increased by an astonishing one hundred times.

"Wait, that's not right either!" Aaron suddenly realized something and said with a serious expression, "When I came back, I was all gray-haired, while you were in your prime. It would be too ridiculous for a middle-aged or even elderly person like me to call you Mom and Dad."

"What? You don't want to?" Lisanna glared at her.

“No, no, of course I’m willing,” Aaron said immediately. “You are my mother once, and you will be my mother forever.”

“In fact, the flaw you’re thinking of doesn’t exist at all,” Vico said smugly. “The ancestors have arranged everything. History will record your state when you leave. You will be the same when you return, unless you choose not to.”

"This is so incredibly thoughtful!" Aaron thought to himself, giving the huge, ever-turning history book a thousand thumbs up. The service was impeccable.

"Wait, this book... why is it still being written?"

"Haven't I left yet?"

“Hmm…you’ve hit the nail on the head.” Vico snapped his fingers. “Because some ancestors didn’t want to come back, or left Gaius’s bloodline in other worlds, which can be considered branches of the family.”

Coupled with the terrifying contrast in the flow of time, the development speed of the branch is extraordinarily exaggerated.

Although they haven't lost their ability to directly travel between worlds, their talent is still considerable, so it's only natural that several Archmages would emerge over a long period of time.

Aaron swallowed hard, utterly astonished. "What kind of family do I have?"

He suddenly realized that Voldemort and Dumbledore were minor figures, and it was no wonder that Vulko, Lisanna, and even Genes didn't take them seriously.

Not to mention the ancestors in the secret chamber, their family has a bunch of divine relatives who could easily crush them with a single move.

“Just assume you have a powerful background!” Vico laughed. “Besides the family’s strength, the Gaius family has always been kind to others and has many friends. They are never stingy when you need help.”

"I understand." Aaron's excitement was almost impossible to hide.

When you're out in the world, ability is important, but background is equally important.

Behind him lies a complex network of relationships; anyone who dares to mess with him would have to think twice.

"Don't get too excited," Vico said, throwing cold water on Aaron's enthusiasm. "The Gaius family has many friends, but also quite a few enemies."

The ancestral precepts clearly stipulate that unless it is a critical moment of annihilation or death, one must not seek help from others.

Moreover, the world you go to is very likely a place Gaius has never set foot in, so the so-called background doesn't exist at all, because nobody knows who you are.

Even if you go to a place that one of your ancestors visited, the background is only symbolic. Perhaps someone will give you face, but that's all.

When it comes to real interests, they don't care who you are.

In addition, to prevent the heir from being unambitious or abusing his power, the family's attitude towards the heir can be summed up in two words: free-range.

In other words, at home you are Gaius's heir, but outside you are just an ordinary wizard, understand?

Hey!

You got excited for nothing.

Aaron gritted his teeth.

Indeed, when you're out in the world, you can only rely on yourself.

"Then tell the butler and those guards to stop following me!"

"They're just there to protect you; that's the basic requirement for you as the heir."

Unless you voluntarily violate the millennia-old rules of the Gaius family and participate in the power struggles within the magical world, they will protect you with their lives until you reach a certain level of maturity.

"Beautiful." Aaron clapped his hands. "It feels like everything was arranged perfectly."

“Of course, this is based on thousands of years of experience.” Vico shrugged. “If possible, I really hope you can find any loopholes, so that my future grandchildren can have more insurance.”

Aaron's lips twitched uncontrollably.

The fiancée situation isn't over yet, and he's already setting his sights on the next generation. That's going too far!

call!

Aaron took a while to calm down and took several deep breaths before suppressing the urge to curse. "What if I die?"

That's possible! An ancestor once said something like, "Don't die."

Upon hearing this, Vico and Lisanna fell silent for a moment.

"Say something!"

“I told you you wouldn’t die,” Vico said, feigning nonchalance. “So far, apart from those who died of old age in other worlds, no one has died!”

Can you tell the truth?

“That’s the truth,” Lisanna said. “We will absolutely not let you die.”

Seeing his parents' unwavering expressions, Aaron smiled and shook his head. "I hope you can be more honest with your son."

First of all, that ancestor certainly wasn't lying to me, because this was the only piece of advice he could give me.

Besides, you really shouldn't have assigned me Freud's class; he's a psychology expert.

Although I haven't studied for very long, I'm still able to analyze whether someone is lying.

Upon hearing this, Vico was about to say something when he felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and saw Lisanna's angry gaze.

"Hey, hey, don't look at me like that," Vico said guiltily. "Although I am the clan chief and can arrange my son's schedule, Flo's class is special and cannot be stopped."

"So what will happen if I die?" Aaron looked at his father with sharp eyes. "Don't lie to me, I can tell whether you're telling the truth or not."

Vico was silent for a few seconds, then sighed deeply, “If something happens to you in another world, I, as your closest relative, have the right to bring you back.”

But don't worry, I won't die, I'll just stay in that world forever.

Originally, I was fine on my own, but your mother was worried that I'd be having affairs and living a wild life in other worlds, so she insisted on coming along, and I couldn't stop her.

Hearing this answer, Aaron felt particularly conflicted.

I used to think Harry Potter was particularly lucky because his mother was willing to risk her life to cast a bloodline protection spell for him, but now it seems he's just as fortunate.

He admitted that he was sometimes selfish, but not to the point of making his parents suffer for him.

"It's not that bad." Aaron slowly raised his head, trying not to shed tears. "This is just an ordinary trial. I've learned so much, and I'm not weak myself. I'll be fine."

"We want you to come back safely more than anyone else, but we also have to prepare for the worst."

"It's the chieftain's responsibility to send you here, but it's my duty to ensure your safety." Vico said with a smile. "You don't need to think too much. With our strength, we can do quite well even in other worlds."

I've already spoken to your grandfather. He'll come back to help you with family affairs while we're away, until you become a qualified patriarch.

Your mother has also chosen a suitable fiancée for you. Although you may not be able to have a grandchild, we don't need to worry about your marriage.

"Enough!" Aaron shouted, then looked at the two of them with a wry smile. "You two really went to great lengths!"

"You've already made arrangements for my funeral. Do you really have that little faith in me?"

"It's not that we lack confidence, but some world situations are particularly complex."

"Okay," Aaron waved his hand, interrupting Vico. "One last question: Can I not go?"

Chapter 230 Eliminating the Possibility of Living a Life of Leisure and Waiting for Death

Vico stared at Aaron's expectant gaze for a while before coming to his senses. "How did you come up with this idea?"

"It's normal to have that thought!" Aaron said half-jokingly. "I am the sole heir of a large family. I can inherit the family fortune step by step, diligently and conscientiously, and live a happy life without worrying about food and drink."

You could say I was born at a finish line that others can never reach. With that advantage, why should I go to other worlds and take on unknown risks?

"Heh!" Vico laughed in exasperation. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, son. It is Gaius's duty to ensure the connection between this world and other worlds."

Moreover, you have received professional training. With the skills your ancestors taught you, you can do well no matter what world you go to.

Most importantly, you... have no worries about the future, while your mother and I...

"Stop talking." Aaron took a deep breath. "I'll go. Give me a day to prepare."

Vico and Lisanna exchanged a glance and nodded with satisfaction.

It's good that Aaron has come to his senses; they no longer need to try to persuade him.

They couldn't bear to send their thirteen-year-old son to explore other worlds, but this was an opportunity that others longed for, and it was something he, as Gaius's successor, had to do.

"How do I get out of here?"

“It’s very simple, you can do it anytime you want,” Vico said.

Aaron instantly understood, picked Abe up and took a few steps forward, where he saw a door.

Without hesitation, he walked out.

"Is Aaron overthinking things?" Lisanna asked worriedly.

“No,” Vico said confidently. “His mental fortitude is recognized by all our ancestors; he just needs some time to accept this.”

After leaving the secret room, Aaron felt completely exhausted, and his heavy thoughts made him walk at half the speed he usually did.

He had considered the mission he was carrying before, but in his mind, at most it would be to contact other races as the family heir, maintain good cooperative relations, or help deal with the unknown secrets hidden in the magic world, such as strengthening some kind of seal.

I thought his imagination was already wild enough, but compared to his so-called mission, it's a joke.

"Young Master," Genes approached unnoticed, feigning ignorance, "You seem to have something on your mind..."

"Don't bother me. You dare say you don't know where I just went?" Aaron waved his hand impatiently. "I don't want to see anyone from now until tomorrow morning. Don't bother me even if it's the end of the world."

"Uh... I mean, if you need psychological counseling, young master, you can go see Lord Flo."

Aaron smiled dismissively. "At this point, it's no use asking anyone for help. No one can help me."

"That's true, but Lord Flo is an experienced man after all."

Upon hearing the words "someone who's been there," Aaron suddenly remembered something, and his listless spirits instantly returned.

"Butler, this is the most meaningful thing you've said in over ten years."

Aaron immediately turned back, quickly opened the tutoring room, and inserted the key into the twenty-eighth lock.

Click!

Before the door was fully open, he eagerly went inside and skillfully summoned Flo's memories.