A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

And right next to them were five petrified objects—humans, animals, and ghosts, among others.

Although they have lost all five senses and are unable to move, they are still alive after all.

This meeting place seems even stranger than a hospital morgue.

"This fully demonstrates how much I value you."

Forget it!

You know yourself best, and I understand your thoughts perfectly.

Aaron pursed his lips, trying his best to sit up straight. "I think I've figured out the principle behind this magic, but this is the first time I've used it."

You possess independent consciousness, and you also have your own memories and emotions...

"And you will completely obey the commands of the original body," the thought entity interjected meaningfully. "We have exactly the same personality, so you don't need to worry about anything."

Although I have absolute autonomy before returning to my original form, it doesn't mean our connection is severed. You can know what I'm thinking with just a thought.

"I know, I mean, what kind of help do you need?"

After all, you've only just been born, and aside from my knowledge, memories, and half of my power, you are truly penniless.

"Hahaha..." The thought entity couldn't help but cover its face and laugh, but when it remembered that this was the school hospital, it quickly composed itself. "I didn't expect my original body to be so humorous. Aaron Gaius can access all of Aaron Gaius's resources. If needed, I can handle it easily."

"But since you brought it up, could you get me two wands?"

Aaron's lips twitched involuntarily. After hesitating for a moment, he took out his white wand. "This will do."

You know my uncle's temper. It was already an exception that I let him give me two wands. If I asked for two more, he would definitely kick me out of the wand shop.

Besides, you know how to cast spells without a staff, so don't be so picky.

"Sure, but could you please change the wand to the black one?"

“That won’t do.” Aaron refused without even thinking. “Many people at Hogwarts know what my wand looks like. Changing the style suddenly would affect my image.”

Moreover, I don't need you to show your face in public; you can just develop your skills in the shadows.

For example, practice magic in the dormitory or read books in the library, striving to master the inscription of ultimate magic circles as soon as possible.

"If we can achieve instantaneous casting, and increase our magic energy by one or two levels, we might be able to go toe-to-toe with the Archmage. At that point, Genes won't be able to control me."

The Memory Body shook its head and sighed, "Although your orders are absolute to me, I still want to say this: clones also have human rights, they are not your cheating machines."

“But that’s the point of this magic, otherwise why would I learn it?” Aaron retorted. “Besides, I won’t slack off just because you’re here.”

Learning can never stop; you're just working a little harder than me.

"Is it just a little tiring?" The thought entity stared directly at its original form. "You're planning to use me like a donkey in the production team, aren't you?"

"Ahem... Don't be so blunt!"

I apologize to you, okay?

Aaron smiled awkwardly, feeling quite embarrassed by his own words.

If it were just an emotionless clone, he could easily command it, but the thought body is too advanced; it can not only exist for a long time but also possesses its own emotions and memories.

If he were to treat his thought body like an animal, it would be no different from treating himself as a slave. He didn't want to feel resentment towards himself when he took back his thought body; that would be too outrageous.

"I won't take you back until we see a critical moment," Aaron said earnestly, looking at the thought entity. "Here's what we'll do: do whatever you want, but just be careful not to appear in the same place as me at the same time."

"Don't worry, I know what I should and shouldn't do."

"I'll let you know immediately if there's an emergency." The thought smiled and pointed to its head. "Use this."

"That's good."

Just then, Abe suddenly issued a warning: someone is coming.

"I'll excuse myself for a bit, see you tomorrow." The thought entity waved to Aaron, then cast an illusion spell on itself.

The moment the thought disappeared, two more figures appeared outside the door.

Aaron quickly composed himself, but when he saw Dobby behind Harry, his expression began to falter.

"Aren't you two... a little inappropriate walking together so openly?"

“Don’t worry, Dobby is no longer Malfoy’s servant,” Harry explained immediately. “I secretly gave Dobby my stockings through Lucius Malfoy, and he’s free now.”

"Really?" Aaron glanced at Dobby with some surprise, and seeing that he was wearing a black sock on his left foot, he no longer doubted the truth of the matter.

"That's truly remarkable, but you've really offended the Malfoy family."

“That doesn’t matter,” Harry said casually. He and the Malfoys had always disliked each other, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, there was no chance of them ever reconciling.

"So what do you want from me?" Aaron looked at Harry and Dobby meaningfully. "Don't tell me you came here specifically to see me."

It's almost curfew now, so even if the escape room incident is perfectly resolved, most students should be partying in the common room.

Also, when visiting the injured, please bring some gifts!

I don't expect you to send me a fruit basket or a flower basket, but at least bring a bunch of grapes like Colin did!

But you two came empty-handed, without bringing anything. Are you looking down on me?

“We absolutely didn’t mean that,” Harry said urgently. “It’s Dobby, he’s homeless, and I was wondering if you could take him in?”

Aaron paused, staring at Harry in astonishment.

In his opinion, Dobby was indeed pitiful, but he had also given Harry a hard time during the summer holidays.

While the initial intention was to protect Harry, blocking him at Platform 9¾ and causing him to miss his train was going too far.

"Do you know what? You're practically radiant!"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"It means you're too kind, so kind that it makes me feel ashamed of myself."

If I were you, helping him gain his freedom would be more than enough, yet you actually want to arrange his future life for him.

Upon hearing this, Dobby sobbed and tugged at Harry's sleeve. "Mr. Gaius is right. Dobby is indeed no longer worthy of Harry Potter's help."

“Don’t say that, Dobby,” Harry said reassuringly, then looked at Aaron and asked, “The Gaius family should be able to offer Dobby a job, right?”

His requirements aren't high; enough to support himself, enough to eat and wear, is sufficient.

Chapter 199: Arrangements for Dobby

"I'm sorry, I may have to disappoint you," Aaron said calmly. "I can't arrange things for him."

"Why? It's just a house-elf, that's easy for you."

“It’s easy,” Aaron didn’t deny, then changed the subject, “but I have no reason to help him; after all, my family isn’t a charity.”

There are so many rich people in the world, but how many of them have compassion for beggars on the street? Giving them a little money as a passerby is considered a good deed.

Harry was speechless, but seeing Dobby's pitiful appearance, he still wanted to try to help him.

"Dobby is amazing. He can cast spells without a wand or spells, and he can even send Lucius flying."

"What?" Aaron sat up straight in surprise. Perhaps the movement was too big, because the area wrapped in bandages was a little painful, and his expression was also unnatural.

"You hit Lucius Malfoy?"

Dobby nodded weakly, "He wanted to hurt Harry Potter, so..."

Aaron rolled his eyes and looked at Harry with a hint of helplessness. "No wonder you helped him so much."

Harry blushed slightly and said embarrassedly, "I just wanted to help him find a job."

“A job that could easily offend the family,” Aaron sneered. “To put it bluntly, taking in Dobby is a slap in the face to the Malfoys. No one in the wizarding world wants to offend a powerful and influential pure-blood family.”

"Not even your family's?"

Aaron's eyes flickered slightly, and he snorted disdainfully. He had stopped using such clumsy provocations when he was three years old.

"Malfoy doesn't have the guts or the power to challenge the authority of the Gaius family."

However, even reclusive families don't want to cause trouble, even if the trouble is very small, or even so small that it doesn't exist at all.

"Besides, I stayed at the Malfoys' house for a day or two, and they treated me very well. Now you want me to take in a house-elf who hit Lucius Malfoy? Do you think that's appropriate?"

“Maybe…it’s not appropriate,” Harry said weakly. “But I can’t think of anyone else besides your family. We can’t just let the Weasleys…”

"Yes! And the Weasleys, I remember Mrs. Weasley always wanted a house-elf to help her with chores."

"Hehe!" Aaron chuckled. "If it weren't inconvenient, I would definitely give you a thumbs up."

"Is this not going to work either?" Harry frowned unconsciously.

"Nonsense, of course not."

You should know the situation at the Burrow. The Weasleys themselves are struggling financially. Do you think they have the money to pay Dobby a salary?

“I can do it without money,” Dobby said timidly, biting his lip. “Dobby’s greatest wish is freedom. Being able to leave the Malfoys is already a great stroke of luck. I dare not ask for more.”

Aaron paused for a moment, then said slowly, "You're quite ambitious when it comes to keeping house elves. If it doesn't put financial strain on them, the Weasleys might not mind taking you in."

However, I still suggest you don't go to their house. Weasley and Malfoy were already at odds, but they were able to restrain themselves.

But if you, Malfoy's former servant, were to go there, it would be tantamount to rubbing Malfoy's face in the ground. You know Mr. Lucius; do you think he could tolerate such a humiliation?

He will use his power to constantly pressure Weasley until he agrees to expel you.

“Um…” Harry interrupted, “Aaron, you probably don’t know this, but Riddle’s diary was the one Lucius put in Ginny’s cauldron at Flourish and Blotts. He almost killed Ginny.”

In other words, the relationship between their two families has deteriorated to the point where it couldn't be worse.

“Harry, I know you don’t like Malfoy, but I can tell you with certainty that Lucius absolutely does not know the secret of that diary,” Aaron said confidently. “If he wants to target someone, he will only do so within the rules, no matter how much he dislikes them, and he would never kill a pure-blood family.”

"Are you so sure?"

"Use your clever brain to think about it. With the Malfoy family's power in the wizarding world, is it really that difficult to make Arthur Weasley lose his job at the Ministry of Magic?"

Harry paused for a moment, thinking about Lucius's attitude toward Minister of Magic Fudge, and it seemed that it wouldn't be difficult for him to make Mr. Weasley unemployed.

But the reality is that Mr. Weasley has remained firmly in power at the Ministry of Magic and has been able to cause trouble for Malfoy from time to time.

This may be related to the fact that he is the head of the Weasley family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, but if Malfoy really makes up his mind, the Weasleys may not be able to stay in the Ministry of Magic.

Having figured all this out, Harry let out a long sigh. "Then there's nothing we can do."

“It’s alright, Harry Potter.” Dobby slowly shook his head. “Dobby will always find a job.”