A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Do you even believe that yourself?" Lisanna teased.

"Of course I believe you." Aaron's reasoning wouldn't convince them, but no matter what they said, he was doing it for peace and justice.

If I told them it was just a momentary impulse, I'd probably get a double whammy of father and son beatings right away.

“But we don’t believe it,” Vico said irritably. “You’d better…”

“Never mind,” Teppler interrupted. “The child has grown up and has his own thoughts. It’s normal that he doesn’t want to talk about it.”

Vico pursed his lips, immediately suppressing his urge to ask further questions. His father had spoken; he had no choice but to listen.

"Let's get back to the point!" Tepler looked at Aaron. "Do you want to know why we called you back even though you've clearly violated ancestral teachings?"

“Hmm!” Aaron nodded. “I’ve thought about whether it’s possible that you made an exception for me, Grandpa, but then I realized that’s unlikely.”

“That’s impossible,” Teppler laughed. “Violating ancestral precepts is not something a retired clan chief like me can make an exception for.”

Upon hearing this, Aaron looked at Vick thoughtfully.

If a retired clan chief is not suitable, then it can only be the current clan chief.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Vico said unhappily. "Does it sound funny that the current patriarch treats the family rules like a joke for the sake of his son?"

"If I dared to protect you, your grandfather would dare to betray his own family for the greater good."

"Then...it can't really be that letter, can it?" Aaron asked in surprise.

“It seems Genes told you.” Tepler seemed to have expected this, and casually tossed the letter to Aaron. “The Gaius family’s ancestral rules are very strict, but special circumstances can be handled on a case-by-case basis.”

Chapter 523 Using an engagement to avoid danger, living off a woman before even reaching adulthood.

Aaron curiously opened the envelope, and after reading it, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face began to twitch involuntarily.

The letter was signed Adrian Klein and contained only one simple sentence: Cria will be visiting the Gaius family in three days, so Aaron should be prepared.

"How was it?" Vico raised an eyebrow at him. "Surprised? Unexpected? Touched?"

“Surprise, unexpected, touching…” Aaron slowly put down the letter, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. “Grandpa, please don’t tell me this letter is referring to a special situation.”

“Of course not,” Tepler waved his hand. “The fact that the heir is simply in love is not enough to make Gaius’s ancestral precepts give way, but if it’s an engagement, that’s a different story.”

The Gaius family values ​​bloodlines above all else; the only ancestral precept that can overcome another is engagement, which is the best solution.

"Hehehe!" Aaron covered his face and chuckled wryly, "This joke went a bit too far!"

“I’m not kidding,” Lisanna said seriously. “As long as you get engaged to Claire, you can legitimately stay by her side while she visits the Gaius family, and we will have no reason to kick you out of the house.”

Besides, you'll also be the son-in-law of the Darwin family, a status that would make Voldemort wary; even if you leave the castle, he won't easily harm you.

Upon hearing this, Aaron rolled his eyes, feeling utterly speechless.

"I must admit, you have considered things very thoroughly."

"There's only one thing: they didn't ask if I was willing." Aaron said, standing up and placing the magic-sealing ring and several Gaius family magic books on the sofa. "I'm telling you very clearly, I'm not willing."

"Stop right there!" Lisanna shouted. "Do you know what you'll face if you step out of this house?"

The attack was by dozens of Death Eaters, not including magical creatures like Dementors, werewolves, and giants.

"What?"

Aaron's eyes widened. He thought Voldemort would be more restrained after knowing that he had been taken back to Gaius Castle by Genes, but he never expected him to be so ruthless.

“That’s not all,” Vico added calmly. “Due to ancestral precepts, we can’t even help you.”

What exactly did you do to Voldemort? He values ​​you even more than Dumbledore and Harry Potter.

“It’s not my fault,” Aaron said innocently. “He spent a lot of effort to conclude that the Gaius family were descendants of gods and was convinced that our family held the secret to becoming gods.”

“That makes sense then,” Tepler scoffed dismissively. “His ancestor Salazar Slytherin had his eye on the Gaius family before, and unsurprisingly failed.”

Unexpectedly, his descendants have not learned their lesson. However, he is not stupid. He knows that the Gaius family is not something that a mere Dark Lord like him can shake, so he naturally focuses his attention on you.

Arrogant and self-important, but utterly ridiculous.

“The problem is that Aaron can’t beat him right now,” Vico said in a deep voice.

“I’m confident we can escape.” Aaron pointed at Abe. “It can now transform into a dragon over ten meters long, and it’s fast enough. Unless Voldemort personally intervenes, I don’t need to worry about those Death Eaters.”

"It's not that simple. Since he chose to target you, he won't give up easily."

Voldemort's influence is wider than you think. If he's determined to find you, there might not be anywhere in the entire wizarding world where you can hide.

“He can’t find me,” Aaron said confidently.

“Interesting.” Teppler’s lips curled into a slight smile. “It seems my dear grandson hasn’t been idle these past few years; he has his own secrets.”

"Grandpa understands me best."

“But your grandfather doesn’t understand Voldemort.” Lisanna looked at Aaron and said irritably, “I don’t know how confident you are in yourself, but your enemy is definitely not someone to be fooled.”

Voldemort was, after all, a shadow over the wizarding world; who knows if he had any special methods?

I'm not being pessimistic, but I don't want my son, my only son, to take any risks.

“I can guarantee he won’t find me,” Aaron said seriously.

He was quite confident in the Temple of Divine Sound; unless a diviner above the Saint Magician level intervened, no one could find it.

"Can you guarantee that Voldemort isn't waiting for you outside?"

"Ah, this..." Aaron paused for a moment, then turned to look at Genes.

"Young Master, I'm very sorry, I really don't know," Genes said sheepishly. "Even if I did know, I couldn't have said it!"

"mean."

"Please, I'm begging you," Lisanna pleaded. "Don't make me worry. An engagement will solve everything. As long as you stay at home, you'll be safe."

“That won’t do,” Aaron said with a wry smile. “I’m only sixteen.”

"In the magical world, seventeen is considered an adult."

Aaron's lips twitched. "The engagement was too sudden. I wasn't prepared at all."

Moreover, you all know about my relationship with her. From childhood sweethearts to fiancée, isn't that too hasty?

Most importantly, I, a grown man, am actually relying on an engagement to avoid danger. I'm not even an adult yet, and I'm already living off a woman. If word gets out, I don't want... Ouch... Ouch... Ouch..."

Before he could even utter the word "face," Lisanna couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his ear, pulling him close to her.

Aaron winced in pain and begged for mercy, "Mom, let go! I'm your own son!"

Grandpa, you need to do something about your daughter-in-law!

"Hmph!" Lisanna snorted and released her grip.

"What's wrong with living off a woman?" Vico retorted irritably. "Others can't even get a piece of that pie!"

"Krea is someone we've watched grow up. She's smart, beautiful, generous, optimistic, brave, strong, understanding, gentle, and considerate. What about her doesn't make her good enough for you?"

"I'm not good enough for her, okay?" Aaron said weakly.

"You're not allowed to look down on yourself like that," Tepler said disapprovingly. "You're the most promising member of the Gaius family in the last hundred years; becoming a god in the future isn't impossible."

"Uh... what exactly do you want from me?"

"Getting engaged saves your life, going out is suicide. Is there even a choice?" Vico said bluntly.

"I won't choose any of them." Aaron let out a long sigh, looked at his three relatives opposite him, and revealed his magic power as a mid-level archmage.

“This…” Vico was surprised for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction, “He is indeed my son.”

"As expected of my grandson," Teppler exclaimed. "At sixteen, you're already at the mid-level, no, you're almost at the threshold of becoming a high-level mage. This kind of talent is among the best in the family's history. At least your father and I couldn't compare to you at the same age."

However, you should understand one thing: a genius who grows up is a true genius, while a genius who dies young is merely a stepping stone for others, because once a person dies, they have nothing left.

“I understand,” Aaron said somewhat impatiently. “Father, Mother, Grandfather, I didn’t mean anything by it, I’m just stating a fact: you underestimate me.”

Over the years, being apart from each other has become the norm for our family, which has led to you not knowing much about me, and even Uncle Gene doesn't know much about me.

Besides all sorts of tutoring classes, my two trips to other worlds were also quite exciting, and my growth rate was beyond your imagination.

The first time I faced an orc army, the second time I faced a change of throne. I've been imprisoned, fought in battles, and even fought against powerful beings at the Saint-level... Compared to that, Voldemort and the Death Eaters are nothing.

I admit I can't beat Voldemort right now, but if I want to run, he can't stop me.

For me, going out isn't about going to my death; it just means life will be a little harder.

But engagement is a lifelong commitment, not just for me, but also for Keria's happiness for the rest of her life. This is no joke.

Having said that, Aaron made a decision.

He picked up Abe and slowly walked towards the door. "Uncle Genes, could you please put my suitcase on the Hogwarts Express when school starts? That shouldn't be against family rules, right?"

Vico and the others exchanged quick glances as they watched Aaron's dejected figure disappear into the distance. A moment later, Teppler nodded to his son and daughter-in-law.

“Wait a minute,” Vico suddenly said.

Aaron turned around. "Father, you don't need to persuade me anymore. This is my own decision."

“Hmm…to be honest, I’m really pleased.” Vico looked at Aaron. “You’ve really grown up.”

“I’ve grown up a long time ago, but you’ve always treated me like a child,” Aaron said defiantly.

“You’re just a child,” Lisanna said through gritted teeth.

Aaron couldn't help but smile. "You really don't need to worry. The escape is only temporary."

I'll stay in a safer place until I'm ready. Even though Voldemort has revealed his presence, there are still some places he wouldn't dare to wander into, right?

“That’s not what we’re talking about,” Vico said, then pulled out a second letter from behind his back. “Take a look. This is something Adrian specifically instructed us to give to you.”

Aaron frowned slightly and opened the envelope.

The next moment, he was struck dumb, standing there in a daze.

The letter contained only two sentences. The first sentence was: Don't forget what you promised me last year.

In last year's Triwizard Tournament, Adrian used his status as a referee and the eldest sister to intimidate and coerce others, forcing him to agree to date Cria for a period of time a year later.

He didn't think much about it at the time, only that time could change everything, so he decided to just muddle through for now.

But unexpectedly, time passed so quickly, and retribution fell squarely on his head.

The second sentence was: You dare to try running?