A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

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Bagman's voice ended there, and the audience gradually left their seats. Cedric, Fleur, and Krum also decided to go back and get some rest.

Aaron took Abe back from Adrian, then looked at her with a resentful expression. "Are you satisfied now?"

“Very satisfied.” Adrian clapped his hands. “You made a choice, but the way you chose it was unexpected.”

"You really are my sister," Aaron said with a wry smile.

"cousin."

"Okay! Cousin, how are you planning to mess with me for your next project?"

"You'll find out when the time comes, but the final challenge will be even more exciting than the first two combined. If it really doesn't work out, our agreement is null and void."

However, you'd better be prepared, because that means Ceria will be visiting you after your vacation starts.

Aaron: ......

This really caught me completely off guard.

"What I dislike most is giving up halfway."

"We'll see, do your best." Adrian patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and turned to leave.

Aaron gritted his teeth and took several deep breaths to suppress the urge to curse.

“Um…” Harry called out somewhat awkwardly from behind him, his face bearing a look of grim determination, “Let’s go see Professor Snape.”

"Hmm?" Aaron looked surprised. "I have to admit, you have a bit more backbone than I thought. I thought you would keep dragging this on!"

Harry gave an awkward laugh; he had indeed had that idea at first.

Aaron dislikes trouble, and if he can delay for ten days or half a month, he will gradually forget about it.

But not now. Professor Snape's face was terribly dark just now; he must know that his gill sac grass has been stolen.

By taking the initiative to admit his mistake, and with Aaron's support, he wasn't punished too severely.

Otherwise, when Snape comes knocking on their door, he'll be in for a world of hurt. After all, Potions class is an unavoidable hurdle for them, and it would be incredibly easy for Snape to punish him.

The two entered Hogwarts Castle, turned dozens of times in the long corridors, and stopped in front of Professor Snape's private storeroom.

Just as Aaron was about to knock on the door, Karkaroff's voice came from inside.

The Durmstrang principal appeared extremely anxious, his tone revealing not only apprehension but also boundless fear.

"This is a sign, Severus, and we both know what it means."

You must have noticed, it's never been this obvious since..."

"Hide now," Snape said viciously. "If you don't want to face it, you can try to run away. I'll try my best to deal with it for you."

I'm not in a good mood today, let's talk later, Karkarov.

The door suddenly opened, and Aaron remained in the position of knocking. Harry stood awkwardly behind him, sweating profusely with nervousness.

When Karkaroff saw someone outside, he hurriedly pulled down his sleeve, but Aaron clearly caught the pattern on his left arm and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

The Black Mark, the mark of the Death Eaters.

The Dark Lord has been gone for over a decade, yet you've still preserved this mark. Your loyalty truly stands the test of time!

"Aaron, what...do you want to see me about?"

"Yes, a little, but it seems we've come at the wrong time."

Karkaroff's lips twitched, forcing out a smile that looked more like a grimace, before he quickly left Snape's private storeroom.

“Now you can speak.” Aaron shrugged, making way for Harry Potter behind him. “He needs to speak with you, Professor.”

“Potter.” Snape gritted his teeth and sneered, “Congratulations, you performed exceptionally well at the Black Lake.”

"Gill-sac grass, is that right?"

"Yes, sir."

Snape nodded. "A brilliant idea, just a bit too daring."

He turned and went into the storeroom, climbing a ladder. "That's a rare herb, gill sac grass. You can't find it in ordinary gardens, and you won't find this either."

Snape climbed down the ladder, carrying a small crystal bottle in his hand.

"Do you know this?"

Harry shook his head. "It's definitely not pumpkin juice."

"This is a truth serum; just three drops will make you reveal your deepest secrets."

“Professor,” Aaron interjected, “the Ministry of Magic forbids the use of this thing on students.”

“Do you think I don’t know?” Snape said irritably. “I just wanted to tell Mr. Potter not to steal from my private storeroom anymore, or I might accidentally spill it in someone’s pumpkin juice.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” Harry said humbly. “I stole the gill sac grass, and I apologize to you.”

"Hmph! He's honest enough, but not entirely honest."

Harry's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Snape had discovered that Dobby had stolen the gill sac grass. Just as he was feeling uneasy, Snape's next words reached his ears.

"Gill sac grass is not a big deal, but African tree snake skin and lacewings have also disappeared."

Are you and your friends preparing a compound decoction?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Harry frowned. He admitted that gill sac grass was a thing of the past, but Polyjuice Potion had absolutely nothing to do with Nate.

"Just wait! I'll find out why."

Harry had previously felt that he was in the wrong and always felt guilty when facing Snape.

But upon hearing this, he felt nothing but intense anger. He felt that Snape was simply trying to frame him, and that the materials might have been perfectly fine on the counter and had not been stolen at all.

Harry glared coldly at Snape, then turned and left without a word.

"Quite the temper," Snape said dismissively. "Looks like our savior got cocky after successfully passing the two events of the Triwizard Tournament."

“Um…Professor Snape, is it possible that he just stole the gill sac grass?”

"Who else could it be but him? The gill sac grass, the African tree snake skin, and the lacewings were all stolen on the same day."

Aaron blinked and stopped speaking up for Harry.

He didn't think Harry and his friends had stolen the ingredients for Polyjuice Potion, because there was no need for that. The theft was probably just a coincidence, since Hogwarts never lacked students who enjoyed playing pranks.

But he didn't need to explain; Professor Snape's prejudice against Harry Potter was extraordinary.

"Professor, if I may ask, what was your relationship with Professor Karkaroff before?"

Upon hearing this, Snape's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "This is none of your business, don't pry."

“I saw it.” Aaron said meaningfully. “He has the Dark Mark on his arm, a Death Eater, isn’t he?”

"Shut up."

“I won’t tell anyone, so you don’t need to worry so much,” Aaron said seriously. “My respect for you will not change because of your previous status.”

Snape took a deep breath and looked at him seriously. "I really want to cast a forgetting spell on you."

"Excuse my bluntness," Aaron chuckled, "but you... might not have that ability."

“Alright! I used to be on Karkaroff’s side, are you satisfied now?” Snape said helplessly, then pulled up his sleeve, revealing the same Dark Mark on his arm. “Just like Karkaroff said, this mark has never been so obvious before, it’s some kind of omen.”

With the Dark Lord's mark on the Quidditch World Cup, it seems the Mystic's return is not far off.

Forget what you heard and saw; this is not something you can interfere in, understand?

Aaron: ......

Chapter 388 The Shortest Time Required for Development, Talisman Series

Aaron was still a little dazed when he came out of Professor Snape's private storage room.

Voldemort was about to make a comeback, something he had long been mentally prepared for, but as that day drew closer, he realized that his preparations seemed insufficient.

Back in his dorm, Aaron transferred his memories to the memory entity and then sat quietly on his bed. "System, open your personal panel."

"Ok."

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic Power: Physical Body 5934, Beginner Archmage; Mental Body 5934, Beginner Archmage; Total Power]

**(A beginner-level Archmage, a rare existence in the magical world)**

[Talent: Once-in-a-lifetime (the magic energy increases by 4 points every day, the body increases by 2 points, and the thoughts body increases by 2 points)]

[Items: Moon Drops (2/3 can remove any negative spells), Resurrection Potion (can resurrect any creature that died within one hour)]

[Magic Point: 1090]

"Still a beginner-level Archmage!" Aaron sighed helplessly. Once you reach the Archmage level, it's extremely difficult to make significant improvements.

Based on his normal growth rate, it would take him at least ten years to have the ability to directly confront Voldemort at his peak.

If you put all the magic points you get from daily check-ins into magic power, it would still take at least four years.

With the addition of rewards from system tasks, the four-year timeframe could potentially be reduced to two years.

However, current signs indicate that Voldemort should be back to his prime soon. He has been on Voldemort's radar for a long time, so it's almost impossible for him to develop in a lowly manner for two years.

Crunch!

The secret passage suddenly opened, and the thought entity emerged from it. Looking at Aaron's worried face, it couldn't help but click its tongue, "I was going to brag about how I fooled everyone today, but judging from your current state, you probably won't listen to anything I say!"

"Voldemort is about to be resurrected. The two of us combined are only beginner-level archmages. Facing a peak archmages is really unsafe!" Aaron said sullenly, telling his thought entity the shortest time he had analyzed needed to develop.

"When did the main body become so pessimistic?" the thought entity couldn't help but tease. "You only considered our disadvantage in strength, but forgot about our advantages."

"You mean?" Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and the worry on his face disappeared almost entirely in an instant.

“Harry Potter, and Albus Dumbledore,” the thought-provoking entity said, counting on its fingers. “As long as one of them is still alive, Voldemort won’t pay much attention to us. After all, in his eyes we are just Slytherins with exceptional talent, worth nurturing.”

In other words, he wanted to subdue Aaron Gaius, not simply kill him.

These are our advantages. As long as we don't cause trouble within the next three years, we shouldn't be in too much danger.

Aaron nodded in agreement; the actual situation wasn't as bad as he had imagined.