A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Shh!" Aaron made a shushing gesture. He wasn't surprised at all that Gaius was here. He knew that Gaius had come in because he was worried about his safety, so he didn't blame him.

Aaron gently placed the little one on the bed before tiptoeing to the door. "We'll talk about it tomorrow. Don't disturb the little one's rest, understand?"

"Understood, understood." Genes nodded immediately, his gaze towards the sleeping little one filled with both shock and a touch of affection.

He had assumed that the egg was just a special breed or a mutated dragon egg, which was rare but not particularly unusual.

But what just happened overturned his understanding: the energy released when hatching could nourish the life around it, and even he was of some help.

Keep in mind that it has only just been born. If it grows up, its potential may be no less than that of a phoenix.

Most importantly, it has already recognized the young master as its master. From now on, Aaron, the next head of the Gaius family, will be the most loyal friend and must be served well.

As Genes left Aaron's bedroom, he was already thinking about what kind of diet to prepare for the baby dragon the next day.

Aaron locked the door and lay quietly on the bed.

"System, can I see the little guy's attribute panel?"

"It takes one magic point to view for the first time," the system said indifferently, its voice devoid of any emotion, but instead brimming with the stench of money, exuding the air of a shrewd businessman.

Aaron: ......

"Damn it! Why don't you just rob it?"

Do you know how many magic points I get after a whole day of hard work checking in?

It's either one or two! How could you bear to rob a poor wretch like me?

"Be patient!"

puff!

Aaron suddenly felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart, causing him excruciating pain.

But out of concern for the little one, he quickly calmed his breathing and reluctantly spent a magic point to check on him.

Name: XXX

Race: Dragon (Saint)

[Magic Energy: 100 (Increases by a little each day; although its potential is limitless, it is currently extremely weak.)]

[Talented Ability: Flight, ???]

Wow! Wow! Wow!

"Could you be any more perfunctory?" Aaron patted his forehead, already resigning himself to the fact that today's sign-in was a complete waste.

Do you even need to look up this attribute panel? Are you kidding me? It's obvious at a glance!

"This system is not being perfunctory; this is how the young dragon is right now."

"Alright! Then at least tell me its evolutionary path!"

"When magical energy reaches the level of advanced mage, sorcerer, archmage, or holy archmage, it can evolve."

However, due to the influence of the current world, this evolution will manifest as growth, but it can autonomously control its body size and determine its appearance.

Each evolution is a qualitative leap. In addition to a significant increase in strength, speed, and defense, it also awakens a new talent ability.

Additionally, you can use magic points to allocate points to its magical energy.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, quite satisfied with this development path.

I gently covered the little guy with a blanket, and he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

The next day, the alarm clock rang.

Aaron was about to throw it away when he realized he couldn't touch it anymore, but the sound of it breaking still rang out.

Somewhat puzzled, he opened his eyes to see what was going on, only to find that the little guy's right foot was stepping on the alarm clock, which was quite comical.

"Cough cough!"

The little guy suddenly paused for a moment, then immediately pulled his right leg back, put his hands behind his back to hide the alarm clock, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Aaron was both amused and exasperated. "Although the alarm clock isn't as big as yours, I can still see it from this angle."

The little guy immediately put on a wronged look, turned around, picked up the alarm clock with both hands, flapped his wings and flew to his master Aaron, drooping his ears, looking like he was admitting his mistake and being punished.

Aaron smiled and patted its little head, his eyes filled with affection. "This is a one-time thing, don't let it happen again."

After saying that, Aaron pointed his index finger at the alarm clock and whispered, "Restored to its original state."

The broken alarm clock was restored to its original state and placed back on the bedside table.

This is the wonder of magic. Although the status of magicians will inevitably be impacted to some extent with the development of technology, the role of magic will always remain irreplaceable.

To fix an alarm clock, an ordinary person would need to spend time, money, and energy, while a magician only needs a simple spell.

"Come on! I'll show you around our home. It's not the same as when you were an egg."

Our house might be a little bigger, so you'd better use your little brain to remember it, so you don't get lost.

The little guy seemed unusually excited, flew around Aaron a few times, and landed in his arms.

Perhaps in its eyes, that was its original home.

"That won't do. I could hold you when you were an egg."

"But now that you've hatched, you're a cute little dragon. When you don't need to fly anymore, you need to learn to walk and run on your own." Aaron said, reluctantly placing it on the floor, and then gave it a detailed tour of Gaius Castle.

This castle has a history of thousands of years, but it has been continuously improved with the changing times, and has perfectly integrated the characteristics of various eras.

The bedroom, kitchen, living room, swimming pool, potion room, storage room, and even the treasure vault were all included.

The little guy followed Aaron the whole time, looking around with curious eyes.

More than an hour later, the two of them, one human and one dragon, barely managed to explore the castle's iconic buildings and were quite tired from walking.

“Young Master,” Genes suddenly called out, his gaze toward the little guy hesitant.

"What's wrong, Uncle Genes?"

"Speak quickly, I still need to feed the little one!"

Upon hearing the word "eat," the little guy immediately perked up, his innocent eyes sparkling with a hint of intelligence.

“That’s what I wanted to say,” Genes said with a wry smile. “Your breakfast is ready, but for the little guy, to be honest, I don’t know what to prepare for this new breed of dragon, so…”

The little guy's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his expression became somewhat dejected; he practically had "I'm unhappy" written all over his face.

"Therefore, I have prepared a copy of everything."

These words instantly revived the little guy, who babbled his thanks to Genes.

Aaron silently gave Genes thirty-two thumbs up. That's why he's called a butler! He's so meticulous, even considering this.

Chapter 6 This dragon really isn't picky about food.

Standing at a long dining table, Aaron looked at the hundreds of plates and felt a strange pang of sadness.

It's clear that Genes put a lot of effort into this breakfast, providing everything from birds in the sky to fish in the water and animals on the ground.

In addition, there are various fruits, vegetables, drinks, and even snacks, as long as he can get his hands on one of each.

The problem is that this young master has never experienced such treatment before, and the little guy's first meal in his life was a "Manchu Han Imperial Feast".

How can someone who is the owner be treated worse than a pet? Is there any justice left? Is there any family discipline?

"Ahem! Uncle Genes, isn't this a bit too extravagant?" Aaron asked, displeased.

Genes paused for a moment, then naturally heard the sarcasm in Aaron's tone and laughed, "I know what you're going to say, young master, but your pet is truly extraordinary. There has never been a dragon of this breed in history."

Therefore, understanding its dietary habits is crucial for taking good care of it.

You don't want to have to rack your brains to figure out what it eats and what it doesn't eat after school starts, do you?

This breakfast is both a celebration of its birth and a simple survey.

All the common food types are included, and there are dedicated investigators to record them. They will provide a comprehensive analysis report before noon, which will make caring for it much easier for you, young master.

Aaron then turned his gaze to the two people behind Genes and nodded silently.

"Go on, little one."

"This is related to your future recipes. You only have one chance, so make the most of it." With that, Aaron placed it on the dining table and let it do its thing.

Genes raised an eyebrow slightly. "Young master, now that it's born, shouldn't we give it a name?"

We can't keep calling it "little guy" all the time!

"I've thought about that too, but I really don't have any good ideas when it comes to naming him," Aaron said with an awkward laugh. The little guy's name in the movie is 'Abu,' but obviously that can't be called that in this world, especially for a new student at Hogwarts like him.

You should know that the headmaster's name is Abus Dumbledore. If his name were just Abu, a teacher would probably have a talk with him on the first day of school.

Upon hearing Aaron's words, Genes suddenly straightened his back and said confidently, "What does the young master think of 'Miko'?"

"Miko?" Aaron murmured thoughtfully.

The name sounds pretty good, and it's also a thoughtful gesture from Genes. Most importantly, he doesn't have any particular ideas himself, so why not just use this one?

It's still better than the 'little guy' no matter what!

"This name..."

Before Aaron could finish speaking, the little guy flew over, shaking his head at him repeatedly, and even gave Genes a fierce but cute glare.

"It's open to discussion. Yes, this name is open to discussion," Aaron politely declined.

"Alright!" Genes said with some regret. The name was quite good, but the little guy wasn't satisfied.

At this moment, the little guy grabbed Aaron's hand, placed it on his head, and smiled so hard that his long eyes turned into crescent moons.

Aaron instantly understood and said with a wry smile, "You want me to give you a name?"

The little guy nodded and gave Genes a somewhat arrogant glance.

Genes: ......

It turns out it wasn't that I chose a bad name, but rather that the person who chose the name was wrong!

However, this is also a good thing, at least the young dragon and the young master have a much closer relationship than he thought.

A few seconds later, Aaron gritted his teeth and said, "How about you call yourself Abe?"