A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Ah... no, there isn't."

"That's right. No matter how beautifully you build your mental space, it's still essentially a dead land."

“I can’t create any living things right now.” Aaron said with difficulty. He had tried before, but every time he created something, it would automatically dissipate after a short time.

“Then we’ll talk about it when you’re stronger,” Flo said nonchalantly. “The world evolves slowly; you can start with the simple things.”

Also, here's a piece of advice: it's best not to create highly intelligent beings in your mental space.

"What does this mean?" Aaron asked, puzzled.

"You'll understand the literal meaning later."

This is just my personal, immature suggestion, and I don't know if it's right or wrong.

Maybe I'm overthinking it. You probably won't leave any future problems for yourself.

"That's ridiculous." Aaron pursed his lips. He seemed to understand what Flo meant, but at the same time, he seemed to understand nothing.

“I also find it a bit inexplicable.” Flo chuckled and shrugged. “You’re just a mage, and I was only a saint mage in my previous life.”

A high-ranking mage is actually teaching a mage a problem that even the god of magic might not be able to think about. It's quite something that one dares to speak and the other dares to listen.

In short, simple problems are often complex. If you have time, read more Muggle books, especially those on science and sociology; it will benefit you.

"understood."

“Then…” Flo raised an eyebrow at Aaron, a playful look in his eyes, “Shouldn’t you tell me why I got involved in the conflicts of the magical world?”

"For the sake of justice in the magical world," Aaron said without batting an eye.

"Heh!" Flo rolled his eyes. "Even though I've been dead for thousands of years, you don't have to fool me like this!"

What kind of justice would make someone like you, who's good at surviving, stand on the opposite side of the Dark Lord?

I heard you even fought him head-on! You've really gotten cocky!

“It’s not my fault,” Aaron said, feeling aggrieved. “Voldemort found out that the Gaius family had produced a god and wanted to capture me for research.”

"Come on! I'm sure you broke the ancestral rules first, otherwise Voldemort wouldn't have had the chance or the guts to catch you." Flo patted Aaron on the shoulder. "Tell the truth for the sake of me being your ancestor."

"Uh... because of a moment of impulse."

I'll give you one more chance.

To be honest, I won't laugh at you.

Aaron lowered his head in silence, and Flo couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. "I can guess even if you don't say it, it's because of a woman, right?"

“Nothing of the sort.” Aaron immediately looked up and met Flo’s teasing gaze.

“There’s nothing wrong with admitting it. Similar things have happened many times throughout the thousands of years of Gaius’s family history.”

But history always repeats itself; eight out of ten of these cases involved women, and these ancestors or descendants invariably married the women they sought to save.

"Hahaha..." Aaron laughed awkwardly, "This sounds a bit outrageous."

Besides, Ancestor, you're underestimating me. Why can't I be one of the remaining two?

"Are you sure? The remaining two... are for men."

“I’m not sure,” Aaron said immediately. “Speaking of which, does our family have members with heterosexual orientations…? That might be a bit insulting to our ancestors, but…”

"Don't misunderstand," Flo interrupted Aaron's somewhat distorted thoughts. "The remaining two, unsurprisingly, married the sisters of the men they rescued."

"Holy crap!" Aaron couldn't help but swear, looking completely bewildered. "What's the difference between that and doing it for a woman?"

“That’s why I’m sure you’re after a woman!” Flo said calmly. “But don’t worry, this is based on my family history. Vico and the others don’t know, and I won’t tell them.”

"I'm not doing this for a woman, I'm doing it for the justice in my heart."

“I understand, I get it.” Flo waved his hand impatiently. “This doesn’t conflict with doing this for a woman.”

Aaron rubbed his forehead speechlessly. "No wonder Teppler said none of you are easy to deal with."

"That's true. After all, whether we're alive or dead, the people we deal with are you outstanding family heirs who are even more cunning than monkeys."

Even if something is as pure as a white lotus, after ten, a hundred, or even a thousand years of wind and rain, it's difficult for it not to turn black.

Aaron was speechless. What Flo said made so much sense that he couldn't refute it.

Calling these ancestors old foxes is an insult to them; they were clearly fox spirits!

"What's that girl's background? What's her personality like? How beautiful is she?" Flo's eyes blazed with gossip. "When did you take a liking to her?"

“Ancestor, I think you have misunderstood.”

I simply admire her.

“Oh? It seems it needs a little more time to ferment,” Flo said with a smile. “Tell me in detail what happened that night.”

"Didn't you already know that?" Aaron retorted.

"I only know the general outline, but I don't know the specific details."

Faced with this ancestor who was known for his ability to see through people's hearts, Aaron dared not deceive him as he had deceived the ancestor Wicht, and immediately told him everything that had happened in the Department of Mysteries that night.

However, he replaced his thought body with a puppet clone, and he dared not reveal its specific abilities.

Flo's reaction was similar to Wicht's, but he only smiled for a few seconds before his expression changed, and he looked at Aaron with a sympathetic gaze.

“Ancestor, I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but I think I see pity in your eyes.”

“That’s compassion.” Flo sighed softly. “You’re really lucky to have met a principal like that.”

“I also feel a bit sad. He is a good person, but from the first moment I saw him, I labeled him as ‘thick-skinned and black-hearted’.”

“I’m afraid that’s not enough,” Flo said seriously. “Dumbledore is much more complicated than you think.”

You're still young, it's normal that you can't see through him yet, but I can analyze it. He's not just a seemingly kind but actually ruthless person; he's a vicious man who will stop at nothing.

Aaron couldn't help but swallow. "Ancestor, isn't 'any means necessary' an exaggeration?"

"It's no exaggeration to say that such a ruthless person can treat everyone as a pawn in order to achieve justice and righteousness, and can even sacrifice himself without hesitation when necessary."

He's great, admirable, and possesses an indescribable personal charisma, but never befriend him—it's a job with a very high mortality rate.

Upon hearing this, Aaron nodded in deep agreement.

Our ancestor truly lived up to his name; his analysis was spot-on and to the point.

"But I'm already involved!"

“That’s why I gave you that pitying look just now,” Flo said speechlessly. “You’re now on the chessboard, and a very valuable piece at that.”

He won't easily harm you, but once he does, he'll make you do the most dangerous things; you need to be prepared.

Rumble!

A million alpacas galloped through Aaron's mind, leaving him speechless with despair.

"Ancestor, you must find a way to help me!"

"How can I help you? Your fiancée is too righteous; if you can control her, you can control yourself."

"She's not my girlfriend," Aaron said stubbornly.

"Not yet. From the moment you risked your life to save her, your relationship was on the verge of becoming more advanced. If she were in danger, it would be hard for you to turn a blind eye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Flo's face turned ashen.

His gaze slowly descended, and there was Aaron, clinging tightly to his right leg, his eyes filled with sincere pleading.

"Let go, let go of me."

"You're sixteen years old already, and you're still playing these tricks on me? Aren't you ashamed?"

"I am your direct descendant, what's so shameful about sucking up to you?" Aaron said shamelessly, "If you're not satisfied, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you right now."

“Fine! If you kowtow once, I’ll give you some ideas,” Flo said through gritted teeth.

"Is this true?"

"I keep my word."

Aaron decisively let go, and Flo immediately tried to back away.

He wouldn't go so far as to deceive his descendants, but if he manages to avoid this kowtow, then there's naturally no reason to help him.

However, before he could even take a step, he was surprised to find that his left leg was being held by four white dragon claws, and he couldn't move it no matter what he did.

Looking at Abe's big, watery eyes and the hidden crimson flames at the corners of her mouth, Flo was speechless.

"Forget it, no need to keep kowtowing," Flo said irritably. "With your face that's as thick as a city wall, you might just outmaneuver Dumbledore in the future."

Aaron stood up and smiled shyly. "I'm confident, but time waits for no one."

"Hmph!" Flo snorted. "It's impossible for you to jump out of the chessboard. Neither the Black King nor the White King will allow it."

So before you have enough power to overturn the chessboard, what you need to do is to be resourceful and adaptable, or to put it bluntly, survive in the cracks.

You cannot completely side with one side unless you are prepared to be a pawn.

“I understand the principle, but how do I do it?” Aaron asked.

"Given the current state of the magic world, only the White Demon King can stand up to the Dark Demon King, and conversely, only the Dark Demon King can deal with the White Demon King."

Aaron seemed to have grasped something; his eyes suddenly lit up, but then quickly dimmed again.

“Ancestor, I think I understand what you mean.”

"You want me to curry favor with Voldemort, lessen his hostility towards me, and ideally return to a neutral stance," Aaron said with a wry smile. "But that's almost impossible. In his eyes, I'm now on the path to godhood!"

“Drawing a pie in the sky! Do I have to teach you that?” Flo said matter-of-factly. “Just give him a promise that seems reliable and easy to achieve, but in reality, it can never be achieved, or even if it is achieved, it won’t affect him.”

Aaron: ......

I'm still too young; I can't compare to these seasoned veterans.

Chapter 526: A sense of being betrayed and abandoned by everyone; the whole family has been bought off.

After leaving the secret room, Aaron felt much more relaxed.

It has to be said that Flo's words were a wake-up call. However, if you want to negotiate with the Dark Lord, you need to have the means to negotiate, and you also need to have the corresponding bargaining chips, otherwise you may end up making things worse.

Moreover, one cannot reveal one's true strength; if he feels threatened, then there is nothing to discuss.