A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Leon pursed his lips, then looked at Aaron curiously, "I heard you've already completed a journey to another world, can you tell me about it?"

"You don't want to know."

Are you...very unlucky?

Aaron nodded slowly. "You could say I've never had a single good day."

"Tsk!" Leon's lips twitched. "It can't be that bad, but now that you mention it, I'm even more interested. Let's satisfy my curiosity."

Aaron rolled his eyes. "They allied with the dwarves, killed a terrifying dragon, and then allied with the elves and humans to defeat the orc army."

Lyon: ......

"Is this the end?"

"What else?" Aaron shrugged, picked up Abe and walked towards the secret room. The journey to the other world that lasted more than half a year could fill a book, but he didn't have time to tell Leon the story.

"He can be really boring sometimes, right?"

Genes remained noncommittal, but gestured for them to proceed, "Young Master Leon, please come this way."

Upon entering the first secret chamber, Lyon was immediately captivated by the sight before him: crimson lava, a half-open furnace, and piles of rare ores clearly demonstrated the purpose of this chamber.

"No wonder your family's arms business is so successful; it must have been passed down for thousands of years!" Lyon exclaimed. "Uncle Genes, don't be stingy; let me see what treasured weapons you have."

"That's no problem, I'll take you to see it later."

Lyon smiled with satisfaction, then walked to a furnace radiating intense heat and examined it. Inside the red furnace was a mass of liquid emitting a milky white glow.

"What's that? It's so beautiful!"

"The Heart of the Mountain is a gem given to me by the Dwarf King."

"You melted it down, were you going to forge something?"

"I want to forge a divine artifact," Aaron said without hiding anything. "This is the first material."

Leon paused, turned to look at the milky white light in the furnace, and shook his head slightly. "It's still far from good enough. Even divine artifacts vary in quality. If the quality is slightly inferior..."

“I want the best of the best,” Aaron interrupted.

"That would be even more difficult; it would take a long time and require a lot of resources."

“We’ll be ready sooner or later,” Aaron said confidently, then placed his right hand on the black stone pillar, and the black-haired, silver-eyed Arg Gaius was summoned.

Lyon swallowed hard, vaguely guessing the identity of the figure.

"Who is this?"

“Lyon Darwin,” Aaron introduced.

"Darwin's son, Hawke's son?" Alger asked with interest.

Lyon immediately bowed respectfully, not daring to show the slightest disrespect to this ancestor of such an impressive seniority.

“There’s no need to be so reserved,” Alger chuckled. “Your father was much more natural than you the first time he came.”

"You...know my father?"

“Vico took him on a tour once after he inherited the headship of the Gaius family, before you two were even born!”

Lyon suddenly realized, "My father never told me this."

"That's normal. After all, I'm not a living person, am I?"

“Ancestor,” Aaron interjected, “let’s get down to business first. I recently acquired a rare metal; do you think we could add it to our portfolio?”

Abe flew over and pulled a piece of silvery-white metal from his pocket.

As soon as it was taken out, Arger's eyes were drawn to it. Looking at the basketball-sized piece of metal, he couldn't help but murmur, "Mithril, good stuff."

It's much lighter than iron, but as hard as dragon scales. Most importantly, it has a strong affinity for magic, greatly enhancing its power.

"Looks like it wasn't a waste of money," Aaron thought to himself.

Arg gave Aaron an approving look, then threw the mithril into the furnace.

The crimson magic circle flashed by, and the mithril was continuously refined, gradually producing a silvery-white light in the furnace.

"It's not too late for you to regret it now. The two materials inside can be used to forge a high-quality divine weapon."

"But I still want a divine artifact, and a top-tier one at that."

Arge raised an eyebrow. "These two materials alone are far from enough."

"I'm mentally prepared, and I'll gather all the necessary pieces."

In addition to swords for melee combat, I also want weapons for ranged combat.

"Bow and arrow?"

"No," Aaron said with a slightly embarrassed smile, "it's a firearm, a firearm whose bullet power can be enhanced by magic."

Upon hearing this, Alger burst into laughter, "You're still as funny as ever!"

Sure, I happen to have machines and tools for making parts here.

However, it should be noted that firearms are different from cold weapons. In addition to materials, they also require precise design and take more time to develop.

As usual, if you want a god-tier weapon, I won't be responsible for preparing the materials.

"No need for that. I just need the top-tier weapons." Aaron said, rubbing his nose a little embarrassedly. "A light sniper rifle, a heavy sniper rifle, a revolver, a flintlock pistol, and an automatic pistol."

Alger's lips twitched slightly, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

Leon and Genes exchanged a glance, took a step back in unison, and made sure to bring Abe along as well.

"Enough!" Arger roared angrily. "Don't you think this number is a bit too much?"

One divine weapon is fine, but five of them... do you know how many materials that would take?

These materials combined are enough to forge half a divine artifact.

"No way!"

“That’s really necessary. I suggest you have Genes make a batch of enchanted weapons for you to use.”

"I've thought about that too, but the firearms they make can't compare to your skill, ancestor!"

"Heh!" Arg scoffed dismissively. "No matter how eloquently you speak, I won't take responsibility for those materials. I accumulated them piece by piece, both before and after my death."

"You're stingy." Aaron pouted. "How about this, Ancestor, you provide one set of materials, and I'll prepare the remaining four myself."

“That’s more like it,” Alger said calmly. “But I’d like to remind you that the materials you provide determine the quality of the firearms.”

"Does that mean I need to prepare rare ores again?"

"That's right, and it's an ore of quality no less than mithril."

Aaron hesitated for a moment, then took the black arrow out of Abe's pocket. "Can we melt it down?"

Arg's expression hardened slightly. "An arrow that killed a dragon?"

"You have good taste." Aaron smiled shyly. "The black arrow can pierce dragon armor. I used it to pierce the heart of a dragon."

“The material is barely acceptable, but it’s hard to say how much will be left after refining.” Arger threw the black arrow into another furnace, then looked at Aaron. “If you have time, I suggest you go to the library. If you’re really sure you want to use this kind of weapon, you should learn how to maintain it.”

I can get it repaired under warranty, but I can't help you when you're not home.

Aaron: ......

That makes sense.

But how many magic points would he need to collect four materials that are no less valuable than mithril?

Thinking this, Aaron turned his gaze to Genes and Leon: Aren't you going to do something?

“Young Master,” Genes said with an awkward laugh, “There are quite a few rare ores in the treasury, but those of quality no lower than mithril require Lord Arg’s permission to be moved, unless the clan chief issues an order.”

However, I will do my best to search the market; it shouldn't be difficult to gather four sets of materials in a short time.

“It’s not that I can’t help you,” Lyon said meaningfully. “I often go to various ruins to participate in archaeological work, and I have plenty of good stuff on hand.”

"You're still the one I can rely on in crucial moments," Aaron said with a look of relief.

"but..."

Upon hearing this word, Aaron rolled his eyes. With this turn of events, it was no longer possible to get something for free.

"I understand. Even between brothers, accounts should be kept clear."

Tell me, what will it take for you to sell it to me?

"Hey! You make it sound like I'm short of money," Leon said irritably. "Besides, talking about money is so vulgar. We can talk about something more refined."

"for example?"

“Krea…”

"Stop." Aaron decisively raised his hand to interrupt him. "I finally asked you for a favor, and you insist on steer the conversation towards her, is that it?"

"That's what happens when I only have one sister!" Leon said shamelessly. "I don't need you to do anything, just give her a nice gift next time you see her."

"Ah this..."

"Does this even need to be considered?"

"When have you ever met her without giving her a gift?"

Aaron hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

“That’s more like it!” Leon said with satisfaction, then took a key out of his pocket. “Uncle Genes, Gringotts, Vault 77.”

Chapter 335 An Incompetent Heir, One-Stop Tutoring

Genes put the keys away. "I don't have time now, I'll go this afternoon!"

"up to you."

“Aaron,” Alger looked at him with amusement, winking, “you and the Darwin girl…you have a story!”

“No, we’re just ordinary siblings,” Aaron said immediately.

“I understand, I understand,” Alger said understandingly. “As long as they’re not blood siblings.”

Aaron paused for a moment, then rolled his eyes at Alger in annoyance before dragging Leon to the next secret room.