A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

“That’s right.” Krum walked over and said with a stern face, “He’s been in the cabin the whole time, and we’ve been doing all the work.”

"You see, just as I expected." Aaron shrugged, then looked at Krum. "You've come to say goodbye too?"

Krum nodded. "I'll probably still be the Seeker in Bulgaria after I graduate. Let me know if you want to watch a Quidditch match sometime."

"I can still get the tickets and stuff."

"I guess I won't need it," Aaron thought to himself. He wasn't very interested in Quidditch, and he could get a ticket much more easily than anyone else.

However, he didn't show any disgust on his face. Instead, he nodded excitedly and said, "I understand."

Krum breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Hermione. "Can I say a few words to you?"

“Uh…” Hermione paused for a moment, then subtly took half a step closer to Aaron. “Let’s talk here!”

Krum's pupils widened slightly, and he inexplicably felt his heart skip a beat.

Were you serious about taking that half-step?

“Okay!” Krum pulled out a note. “This is for you. Remember to write to me during summer vacation.”

After saying that, without waiting for Hermione to react, he quickly turned and left.

“Viktor,” Ron stared in disbelief, “He…he’s not interested in you, is he? His taste is…”

He was speaking when he met Hermione's sharp gaze and immediately went along with his thoughts, "You have such good taste! You're the most beautiful girl in Gryffindor!"

"Right, Harry?"

"Right, that is it."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Please don't get me wrong, he and I are just friends, understand?"

The two looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"And you, do you understand now?" Hermione asked, looking at Aaron.

"Uh... I understand."

Hermione nodded in satisfaction. "Good that you understand. My relationship with Krum isn't as good as theirs!"

Harry and Ron exchanged a wry smile.

It's fine to emphasize it once, but there's no need to compare them!

"Aaron, Harry."

Cedric strode up the steps, followed by Cho Chang of Ravenclaw.

Harry's face immediately fell when he saw this, perfectly understanding Krum's feelings just now.

Ron patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. No need to think about it, she's definitely taken.

Harry forced a smile, suppressing his heartache. "You two are here... to say goodbye."

“Cedric is graduating this year and came here specifically to say goodbye. I still have two more years of schooling to go!” Qiu Zhang explained, then gave Aaron a grateful look. “Although he didn’t say it explicitly, I can guess that you saved their lives.”

“Of course,” Aaron said with a smile, “but you can’t just say things like that.”

"I see."

Cedric shook hands with the two men. "I might go to work for the Ministry of Magic, but not for Fudge. Dumbledore might need the Ministry's help to fight against the mysterious man."

Harry's expression immediately turned serious; when it came to dealing with the Dark Lords, he was wide awake.

"Good luck, Cedric."

"You also need to be careful. I think the mysterious person definitely won't let you go."

Harry nodded solemnly. What was bound to happen had happened, and he had been mentally prepared for it these past few days.

Before long, a caravan of Thestrals pulled a carriage over.

The students loaded their suitcases onto the carriage and rode to Hogsmeade Station.

Aaron put his suitcase away and found an empty private room to sit down.

The train moved slowly forward, the scenery outside rushing past, but Aaron had no heart to appreciate it.

"System, open the personal panel."

"Okay, host."

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic Power: Physical Body 6140, Beginner Archmage; Mental Body 6140, 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: 615]

"If it weren't for obtaining the dog charm, I would feel like I've wasted this year's work."

"There has been progress, but it's not very noticeable," the system said very seriously. "And the host still has over six hundred magic points, which is enough to buy a lot of things."

"Come on! Don't think I can't see through you, you're just trying to get me to spend money." Aaron said painfully, counting on his fingers, "Seraphim's Shield, five hundred, Dog Charm, three thousand."

All told, I've spent 3,500 magic points this year. If I had put all of that into magic power, my strength would have seen a small breakthrough.

"But the improvement in combat power is far less than the power of immortality, so three thousand magic points are well worth it," the system said confidently. "Moreover, the Seraphim Shield can block the Killing Curse, so five hundred magic points are well worth it."

Aaron took a deep breath and said speechlessly, "What you said makes a lot of sense, and I have no way to refute it."

But don't even think about using my current magic points. I need to save them up and accumulate 1,000 points to exchange for the Sub-Eye.

In other words, I'm not refusing to consume; I'm just doing it to consume better.

system:......

"Perhaps this system shouldn't say this, but if the host wants to forge a divine artifact, there are still materials worth buying in the shop."

Aaron paused for a moment, then a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"You're ruthless. Even capitalists aren't as good at this kind of thing."

"polite."

Aaron was speechless. He had personally obtained those two materials; didn't he know that?

But now that the system has mentioned it, he probably can't ignore it even if he wants to, so...

"Thank you for your patronage and welcome your next visit."

"For some reason, I felt even more heartbroken."

The sound of money disappearing reached Aaron's ears, and his six hundred magic points dropped by two-thirds.

A rectangular prism, silver with black undertones, appeared on the table. It was perfectly regular and without any flaws.

There was also a bright red, multifaceted crystal that felt hot just by getting close to it.

Heavy silver and fire element crystal both cost 200 magic points.

Both items are extremely valuable; one can enhance the weapon's toughness, and the other can imbue the weapon with fire elemental abilities. They are rare materials even in the magical world, but in his case, they can only add finishing touches to that unfinished artifact.

Chapter 420 The unscrupulous reporter was arrested; it's no wonder they were beaten.

Abe tactfully stuffed the two materials into his pocket and then obediently squatted down next to Aaron.

"You're quite sensible." Aaron chuckled, then opened Abe's attribute panel.

[Pet: Abe]

Race: Dragon (Saint: Unawakened)

[Magic Energy: 3644 (Increases by a little every day, with unlimited potential; the king of young dragons)]

[Talented Abilities: Flight, Dragon Breath, Healing, ???]

Aaron frowned slightly as he looked at the numbers following the magic power.

We're still short by nearly 1,400. It seems we still need to push things a little too hard, otherwise it would take four years to complete the next stage of evolution if we follow the normal timeline.

With that in mind, Aaron added all his remaining magic points to Abe's magic power.

Abe felt his strength increase and was overjoyed. He rushed into Aaron's arms and rubbed his face against him.

If it weren't for the large number of people on the train, it would definitely have spread its wings and let loose in the sky to vent its excitement.

"You're happy, but I'm back to square one," Aaron said helplessly. "No, not even back to square one, I'm completely wiped out in an instant."

Abe immediately squatted down on the table and patted his chest vigorously, "Master, I'm here for you too."

"Hehe!" Aaron rubbed its head. Abe was indeed very reliable, but its growth rate was too slow, so it couldn't play a big role at the moment.

boom! boom! boom!

At that moment, a series of loud cracking sounds rang out outside, mixed with a few hysterical screams.

"Draco?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Aaron immediately stood up, opened the door to the private room, and went out.

In the corridor, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle lay unconscious, with blisters on their faces, suggesting they had been hit by more than one curse.

Opposite them was Harry's three-person box, along with the twin brothers George and Fred.

"This is so troublesome!" Aaron shook his head and rubbed his forehead, but he still couldn't ignore it.

Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"The Fire Curse, the Leg-Lowering Curse, the Petrification Curse... I bet it was those three who provoked you for no reason. It's understandable to retaliate, but isn't this a bit too mean?"

“If you knew what Malfoy did, you’d probably add two more curses to him,” Ron said bluntly.

“He’s on good terms with Rita Skeeter,” Harry said, annoyed. “Many of the fake news stories that slander us are inspired by them, and most importantly, he doesn’t think Voldemort’s return is a bad thing.”

"I understand." Aaron sighed softly. "Can I take them back first? They don't look good sitting here."

"Sure, but you'd better come over. There's something I need to tell you."

Aaron nodded, then waved his wand, leading Draco and the other two to his private room.