A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Aaron lay in bed, looking at Abe sleeping soundly beside him, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Things I couldn't understand before, I figured out tonight, but I can't quite accept them right now.

I thought it was my parents' deep love, but I never expected it to be... a damn family tradition.

The third method of achieving "freedom," which is the most difficult for others, is the simplest for him.

At his current rate of magical energy growth, reaching the level of a Grand Archmage before graduation shouldn't be a problem. If he continues to add his daily magic points to magical energy at his current rate of daily check-ins, he might even be able to step into the threshold of becoming a Grand Archmage by graduation.

But that's impossible. The various skills and magical items in the system shop are enough to dazzle him. If nothing unexpected happens, less than one-tenth of those magic points will actually be added to his magic power.

Moreover, family traditions were ineffective for him during his school years, meaning that as long as he survived the remaining month, he would be considered 'free'.

This is good news, but why do I feel a sense of loss?

......

Diagon Alley, Aaron's Drinks Shop.

With the 'dragon-walking license,' Ling Ge openly took Abe out, but just to be safe, he still put a coat on it to make sure its wings and ears weren't showing.

Even so, this adorable white 'cat' still amazed a large number of customers.

Many female customers instantly fell in love with this lively and adorable cat and wanted to touch it, but they only had the chance when Abe was in a good mood.

As for when you're in a good mood, that depends on your appearance and what you buy in the store.

In short, only those who are good-looking and willing to spend money are qualified to touch it; it doesn't care about anyone else.

Thanks to this mascot, the store's sales increased by a whopping 50%.

Someone even offered to buy the pet from Aaron for 200 Galleons, but he immediately blacklisted them.

Two hundred Galleons is roughly the monthly profit of his small shop, a huge sum for an eleven-year-old, but... we don't need your little bit of money?

You probably don't know that my monthly allowance is this number plus a zero.

Besides, Abe is a sacred dragon, the only extremely rare species among dragons, and he's only worth two hundred Galleons. Who are you insulting?

“Young master, although you can keep it openly, you don’t have to put it on the counter on the very first day!” Genes said with a wry smile, expressing his opposition to displaying such a magical creature in public.

"Hey! Uncle Genes, don't be so rigid!" Aaron laughed. "Abe had been staying in my room the whole time until today!"

Now that I can finally raise it openly and legitimately, I have no reason to let it stay inside any longer! What's the difference between that and house arrest?

Abe turned around and gave Genes a cute little wink.

Faced with this unparalleled skill that appealed to both men and women, Genes had no choice but to succumb, his heart softening instantly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to be stricter, but Abe was practically the darling of the Gaius family. If he suffered even the slightest grievance, not only the young master, but even the master and mistress would probably have to talk to him.

"Alright! Young master, no, boss, whatever makes you happy."

Aaron nodded in satisfaction and gave Abe a victory sign. Abe also smiled broadly, his big eyes blinking adorably.

Time flies, and a month has passed in no time.

Aaron's lifestyle hasn't changed much in the past month; he shuttles back and forth between home and Diagon Alley, but it's much better than before.

Because their beloved son is about to start school, the Gaius couple have been spending time with him at home these days, allowing Aaron to experience the warmth of family again after a long time.

Abe's presence brought a lot of fun to his monotonous life. Besides learning and practicing some simple spells with Gaius, he spent his time playing with Abe in addition to minding the shop.

I must say, fighting dragons is quite fun, and it gives you a great sense of accomplishment!

At this moment, Aaron was lying in bed looking at his attribute panel.

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic Power: 784 (Intermediate Mage, your magical journey has only just begun)]

[Talent: Once in a Century (Upgradeable, increases magic power by 2 points daily)]

[Item: Moon Drops, Resurrection Potion]

[Magic Point: 82]

This data made him feel a little melancholy. He felt that his efforts in signing in for the past month were not commensurate with his gains, and he really missed the days when he could get four-digit numbers.

Although it was only for one day, it now seems like the pinnacle of my life.

"Young Master, today is not a day for you to sleep in." Genes' voice came from outside the door.

"Understood." Aaron sat up abruptly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

He grabbed Abe from the side and, under its reluctant gaze, put the clothes on it.

"Don't be sad. Today is August 28th. There are only three days left before school starts. We need to go and buy some things for school. If we wait any longer, it will be too late."

A dozen minutes later, Aaron led Abe out of the room.

"Young Master, you're half an hour later than usual today!"

"You're being long-winded, but you can only take care of me for these three days."

Genes paused for a moment, then quickly understood the reason and smiled, "It seems that young master is very confident in himself! Then I will wait and see."

"You'll see."

Genes shrugged and didn't say anything.

To be honest, although Aaron has quite good magical talent, becoming a mage before the age of eighteen is not something that can be achieved simply by having good talent.

However, he wouldn't spoil the mood at this moment. He believed that after a few years, once the young master understood how difficult it was, he wouldn't make any more boastful claims.

"Where are my parents? Aren't they coming?" Aaron looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Gaius and his wife.

"Well, the master and madam had some urgent matters to attend to, so they left last night."

Besides, almost everything you want to buy is in Diagon Alley. It's practically like strolling through your own backyard. Do you really need a parent to accompany you?

"That's what they say, but they didn't even say goodbye to their son. They must think too highly of me!"

After breakfast, the two men and the dragon walked to the fireplace. A green flame flashed, and they arrived at the shop in Diagon Alley.

"Clean them up completely." Genes cast a spell to clean the clothes.

"Uncle Genes, can I do the shopping by myself?" Aaron asked expectantly.

“Young Master…” Genes frowned. “I believe you can handle these small matters, but you are also familiar with the Gaius family’s traditions. There are too many things we cannot do based on personal preferences.”

Before you board the Hogwarts Express, we must ensure your safety.

"Phew!" Aaron let out a long breath. He had somewhat expected this answer, but he still found it hard to accept when he actually heard the result.

"There are only three days left. Can't you be a little more accommodating and give me, the future head of the family, some face?"

Genes calmly shook his head and said matter-of-factly, "Precisely because there are only three days left, we cannot let our guard down. Please respect the fruits of our labor over the past eleven years, young master."

If something goes wrong in these last three days, it will be a stain on our lives.

Upon hearing this, Aaron's lips twitched slightly.

Good guy, really good guy.

The way they said it made it seem like you'd committed some kind of crime if you didn't agree to go with them.

"Okay, I'll follow you then!"

"They're all neighbors, it's nothing serious." Aaron smiled wryly as he opened a page of the letter and looked at the necessities he needed to buy: a uniform, textbooks, a wand, a cauldron, a set of glass bottles, a telescope, and a brass balance scale.

There are many places to visit: Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, Flourish and Blotts, Ollivanders Wand Shop, Partridge Cauldron Shop, Slug's Apothecary...

Chapter 10 The First and Second Magic Wands of Life

Magic is a gift from heaven, and as a gifted wizard, the first thing Aaron wanted to buy was naturally a magic wand.

That thing is essential for almost every wizard, regardless of your level.

He had wanted to buy a wand ever since he started learning spells, but his parents sternly refused, saying that a seven-year-old child shouldn't have a wand because it was too dangerous.

He had considered secretly buying one, after all, he wasn't short of money, but no one knew better than him what it was like to have a dutiful bodyguard.

In addition, given his special status, Ollivander would never sell him a wand without his mother's consent, and Ollivander is the only shop in Diagon Alley that sells wands.

This is not to say that there are no other shops selling wands in the wizarding world, but he simply had no chance to 'commit a crime' under Genes's nose.

But today, it's time for him to have his own wand.

"Hoo!" Aaron took a deep breath, looked up at the shop's sign: 'Olivendine, making fine wands since 382 BC', and could hardly contain his excitement.

"Ahem!" Genes coughed lightly. "Young Master, you've been waiting at the door for two minutes now. We should go in."

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help myself," Aaron said awkwardly, then pushed open the door and went inside.

This wand shop is smaller than his beverage shop, or rather, it's not quite small; the shop is actually quite large, but it's crammed with so much stuff that it creates the illusion of being particularly cramped.

Upon entering, you'll see a desk and a bench, along with a ladder and stairs. There are several rooms inside, but they've been crammed together, leaving only a narrow passageway.

The walls were piled high with wooden boxes, stretching from the floor to the ceiling.

Each box contains a wand, and this shop probably has tens of thousands of wands.

“Mr. Ollivander doesn’t seem to be here. Young master, would you like to wait a while?” Genes said with amusement.

"Wait for what? Why should I wait? If he doesn't come, I'll have to try myself," Aaron said defiantly.

"Really? Then I'll tell your mother." A gentle, affectionate voice came from the stairs, and an elderly man with gray hair but remarkably energetic was smiling at Aaron.

"Good morning, Uncle!" Aaron scratched his head sheepishly.

That's why he could never buy a magic wand without his parents' permission; the shop owner was his mother's uncle.

He had to give his niece face, and since she wouldn't let her uncle sell it to her son, Ollivander naturally wouldn't sell it.

"Good morning." Ollivander strode down, patted Aaron's head, and ruffled his hair. "I saw you when you were standing outside. It seems your first wand has made you a little too excited."

"No, it's just that the paint on your signboard is peeling off. I was thinking of paying for you to replace it with a new one."

"How dare you talk like that, kid?"

"Is that paint chipping? It just means my shop is quite old," Ollivander said proudly.

"Well... Uncle, you know why I'm here, right?"

"I know, your mother told me your arm size a month ago."