A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Aaron looked at the various runes on the sword blank and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

Where would he find that? Wait, there seems to be one. The Fang of Dilous definitely meets this requirement.

"Understood, I will take care of it as soon as possible."

"It doesn't matter if we can't find it. Even if its power is reduced, this sword is still a divine weapon."

"That won't do. I can imagine how big the difference is between an ordinary divine artifact and a superior divine artifact."

"I will find the ore in one year."

“It’s not just ore, it’s also the core energy source,” Alger reminded.

"understood."

"Ancestor, this time I..."

"No need to say anything more, you'll have to deal with the trouble you caused yourself."

I'm just a blacksmith; I can't offer you any advice.

Aaron nodded and then walked toward the seventh secret room.

As soon as they entered, countless magic circles were instantly illuminated, radiating dazzling colors.

Ancestor Wicht emerged from the central magic circle, smiling as he looked at Aaron. "How's your new magic coming along?"

"It's alright!" Aaron said, pursing his lips. "No wonder you're my ancestor. You finally sent me two magic books, and they're even elemental magic books."

“I’m doing this for your own good,” Vicht said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, ancestor, you were right."

"At first I thought that without greed, nothing could be accomplished, but later I realized that it's better to master one skill than to be a jack of all trades and master none," Aaron said dejectedly. "But I never expected to run into Voldemort so soon!"

"Life is full of surprises, isn't it?"

"I was planning to teach you light and dark elemental magic this holiday, but it seems I was just being a bit premature. It's just a pity I can't teach you step-by-step now." Vihern hinted, "Can you tell me what happened that night?"

Aaron hesitated for a moment before telling Vicht about the great battle of the Mystic Affairs Department. However, he replaced the thought body with a simple clone, and he didn't reveal anything about the mental space.

"Hahaha..." Vicht burst into laughter after hearing this, laughing until tears streamed down his face. "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, but after the oriole there is an eagle, but who would have thought that there would be a hunter behind the eagle?"

The battle between the Dark Lord and the White Lord is interesting, so very interesting! I haven't heard such an interesting story in hundreds of years.

What role did you play in all of this? A shrewd operator? I don't think so.

"Ancestor, there's no need to mock me like that!"

“This is not a sarcastic remark.” Vicht sneered. “Knowing the existence of the eagle and the hunter, Gaius’s best successor in the last hundred years wouldn’t be foolish enough to fall into the trap of being the oriole, would he?”

Tell me, why? With your intelligence, no one should be able to force you into this trap unless you want to!

"Uh... for the sake of justice in my heart."

"Tch!" Wicht scoffed, sneering, "Little Aaron, you need to understand, there's plenty of time ahead!"

"The suspension of classes isn't permanent, unless, of course, you're confident you can beat me before it ends, then disregard what I said."

Aaron's lips twitched slightly, and four words suddenly popped into his mind: "settling scores later."

"It was just a moment of impulse, okay?"

"That reason..." Vicht pondered for a moment, "is somewhat plausible."

"You believe that?" Aaron asked, his eyes wide.

"I know you're talking nonsense, but so what?"

All I need is a reason; it doesn't matter what it is, as long as it convinces me.

"Your request is quite bizarre," Aaron said bluntly. In his opinion, acting on impulse was even less reliable than acting for the sake of justice.

"I died because of a moment of impulsiveness."

Aaron immediately understood. He had almost forgotten that his ancestor had fought seven equally powerful warriors to the death on the battlefield before finally passing away. His impulsive act was indeed quite in line with his temperament.

"Let me see your grades this year!"

Aaron nodded, then took out his wand and began to draw a magic circle.

Half a minute later, seven different colors—red, blue, yellow, purple, green, black, and white—reflected each other in mid-air, emitting a unique hue.

"They're all ultimate magic circles, but..."

"Only the light and dark elements are not up to par, the others are barely passable," Vicht said calmly, then changed the subject, "However, with your current magic energy, it is already quite remarkable that you have achieved this much, but it is still far from being comparable to forbidden elemental magic."

"I will do my best to master forbidden magic in the shortest possible time," Aaron said confidently. He had already used it once in the mental space and had experience with it.

“No.” Vihert shook his head. “Now that you’re on the opposite side of the Dark Lord, there’s no time for you to learn forbidden elemental magic.”

Moreover, even if you learn it, it won't work if your magic power can't keep up.

At your current level, you won't be able to use it a second time, so you should focus more on mastering ultimate elemental magic!

If the seven ultimate elemental spells can be perfectly combined, their power will not be inferior to ordinary forbidden magic.

"I understand."

Aaron nodded emphatically, but inwardly he was unconvinced.

Ancestor Vihert's evaluation criteria were aimed at mid-level archmages, but his current true strength is that of a beginner-level grand archmage, and it's only a matter of time before he becomes a mid-level grand archmage.

After leaving the seventh secret room, Aaron went directly to the twenty-eighth secret room.

Flo appeared directly, looking at Aaron with a smile, "From the first moment I saw you, I knew you would end up like this, and I was right!"

But I didn't expect you to actually come back. If I'm not mistaken, that kid Tepler arranged a marriage for you, didn't he?

"Holy crap!" Aaron almost couldn't hold back. "How did you know that?"

“It’s not like no one has ever tried to exploit this loophole before,” Flo said matter-of-factly. “It’s been met with rave reviews!”

"Positive review? How can this get a positive review?"

"There are quite a few examples in the Gaius family history of marriage before love, but the partners chosen by the elders are generally not bad."

These things are never recorded in writing, and I've only lived a long time, otherwise I wouldn't know so much.

"A living family history? Is that what you mean?"

“That’s one way to put it,” Flo said, raising an eyebrow. “So, what’s your reason for coming to see me?”

"The Mind Space," Aaron said, getting straight to the point.

Floch paused for a moment, then quickly moved closer to Aaron, looking at him as if he were a rare animal. "You want to build your mental space?"

No, that's not right, you're already building it, aren't you?"

"Yes." Aaron scratched his head guiltily. "I wanted to ask you for some advice, since you are an expert in this field."

“Amazing, truly amazing,” Flo exclaimed. “But in the history I know, almost no one would waste time on this.”

The weak are completely unaware of its existence, while the strong... will only see it as a useless trifle. Unless one's mental or spiritual power far surpasses that of the opponent, no one would be foolish enough to delve into the enemy's mental world; that would be tantamount to suicide.

Voldemort: Are you being polite?

Chapter 525 The construction of the mental space is most likely for the sake of women.

“My advice is not to waste too much time on this. Being able to defend against mental attacks is enough,” Flo said seriously. “Unless you can materialize your mental space in the future, but even for a god, it’s not easy to do that. That would be equivalent to creating a completely new world.”

For deities, occupying a piece of land and transforming it into their desired form takes at most a hundred years, which is infinitely easier than building from scratch.

“I understand that, but it seems you have overlooked the advantages of the mental space.”

That's a space that's 100% under your control; no matter how much others covet it, they can't get a chance to take it. If you choose the latter, you can't easily leave if you want to protect your foundation.

“We can train suitable candidates!” Flo said dismissively. “The universe is vast and there is no shortage of wandering powerhouses. It’s not difficult to arrange a few to guard the home.”

If time is limited, we can hire a group of mercenaries; they can solve most of the problems.

Aaron blinked blankly, looking at Flo in surprise, "Ancestor, what you're saying is a bit of a shock to my worldview!"

"Stop pretending with me," Flo said irritably. "You've been to other worlds, your perspective can't be as narrow as that of ordinary people!"

"But my vision isn't that broad either. You're making it sound too easy."

"Because I have existed long enough, I have seen every successor of the Gaius family over the past thousand years, including many geniuses who are even more outstanding than you."

Their path to godhood serves as a valuable lesson for future generations.

"Isn't there anything that can be done to create a mental space?" Aaron asked, skeptical.

“Yes! There are two successful ones.” Flo seemed to recall something, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted slightly. “One was built after he became a god, but he didn’t care much about it.”

Aaron noticed Flo's expression and asked with interest, "What is your relationship with this person?"

“My great-grandson.” Flo proudly puffed out his chest. “But that’s not important. The Gaius people who can enter the secret chamber are basically all direct descendants.”

"Uh... what about the other one?"

"The other one is the founder of the Gaius family. He began to build it after he sensed the mental space and did not stop until his sacrifice."

"Then why can't I?"

"Our ancestors were fed by the heavens, their soul power was exceptionally abundant. Do you have enough soul power to sustain you?"

"Maybe I do!" Aaron said tentatively.

"Hmm?" Flo paused for a moment, then looked at Aaron with surprise and smiled meaningfully, "It seems you gained a lot from those two trips!"

Aaron smiled sheepishly, neither admitting nor denying it.

He wouldn't mind a few more misunderstandings like this, but it's best not to reveal the divine power of the talisman.

"Even so, constructing a mental space will still consume a lot of your energy. Wouldn't it be better to use that time to learn more types of magic?"

“Ancestor, I have made my decision,” Aaron said resolutely.

What is the purpose of the thought clone? He already has twice the time and energy of others, so why would he care about consuming a little more?

"In that case... my advice is simple: use your understanding of the world as a benchmark, and discard the dross and keep the essence."

Aaron frowned slightly. "Is there anything else?"

“You haven’t fully understood what I mean. I’m not just referring to architecture, scenery, and climate, but also resources, laws, and even life itself. I guess there are no living things in your mind!”