A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Cross-border escape is impractical, leaving you with only three choices: the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, and the Order of the Phoenix. Knowing you as I do, I'll definitely choose the Ministry of Magic.

"Now that option can be ruled out, Claire, do you have any good suggestions?"

“The Order of the Phoenix,” Keria said directly.

“No, I won’t go while Dumbledore is alive,” Aaron said decisively. “Besides, Ancestor Flo gave me better advice.”

However, I need to find a way to negotiate with Voldemort on equal terms first, otherwise it's no different from sending myself to my death.

"That's perfect, let's ask the Order of the Phoenix for help."

As long as the White Demon King is willing to stand by you, the Black Demon King won't dare to act rashly.

“I’ve thought about that too, but it still won’t work,” Aaron said with a bitter face. “Dumbledore is a black-hearted fox; he would never do me this favor for nothing.”

Don't think he'll feel guilty just because he ripped me off in the Department of Mysteries. He'll make every excuse not to do it unless he gets something out of me.

“Then give him some benefits,” Keria said casually. “I know you’re definitely not happy about it, but you have to make sure you’re safe first.”

"I'll think about it!" Aaron said, somewhat frustrated.

As long as he asks for help, the initiative will be in Dumbledore's hands.

At that point, what he has will no longer matter; what matters is what Dumbledore wants.

......

A day passed in the blink of an eye, and the next evening, Gaius's family and Claire gathered around the dinner table.

None of them ate; they just stared at Aaron, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy.

"There are still three hours until midnight. What have you decided?" Terpler asked very seriously. "Engagement or fleeing?"

Aaron did not answer, but he showed his attitude through his actions.

He picked up his fork and began to wolf down his food. He wasn't short of money, but he needed to be well-fed to have the strength to run away.

As for Abe, he carefully stuffed food into his pocket. The pocket, which had been enchanted with the Unseen Stretch Charm, was like a bottomless pit. He filled it with plate after plate, and when he took them out, they were cleaner than if he had licked them clean.

“It’s not too late to ask the Order of the Phoenix for help,” Cria said with some concern. “I don’t doubt your abilities. If it were just Death Eaters outside, they might not be able to stop you, but the Dark Lord could get here with a single Apparition.”

“No need,” Aaron said calmly. “I have a trump card to protect myself. Although I don’t want to reveal it, isn’t a trump card meant to be used?”

Asking Dumbledore for help is absolutely out of the question. I'm not going to be wronged and have to submit.

"Why are you so stubborn!" Lisanna said, somewhat angrily.

“I agree with my son’s decision,” Vico said seriously. “If this happens once, it will happen again. In the end, Dumbledore will be completely tied to his cause, and there will be no turning back.”

“That’s right.” Teppler nodded. “But you should know we can’t help you.”

"Then can I..."

"No." ×4.

Before Keria could finish speaking, everyone unanimously retorted.

“You absolutely cannot get involved,” Tept warned solemnly. “You’re not much stronger than Alan right now. He might be able to escape on his own, but with you, it’s not so certain.”

Furthermore, Voldemort probably already knows your identity. If you were to leave, he would likely abandon Aaron, since capturing you would be the same thing.

Most importantly, if you get caught, this kid definitely won't ignore it.

"I understand." Keria stuck out her tongue.

"Thank you for your concern," Aaron said sincerely. "However, I have to get through this alone. It's quite exciting to think about. I hope my trump card won't scare you."

After eating and drinking his fill, Aaron stuffed Abe into his backpack under everyone's watchful eyes. Then, he downed two mouthfuls of Felix Felicis before slinging the backpack over his shoulder and heading out the door, ready to face the tough battle to come.

"Wait a minute," Claire called out.

As soon as Aaron turned around, a figure pounced on him.

With the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, his mind went blank for a moment, and it took him several seconds to come back to his senses.

"Haha..." Aaron gently broke free from Keria's embrace and comforted her, "This is just a small scene. I've seen thousands of troops before. Nothing will happen."

"no sooner said than done."

“Of course.” Aaron nodded affirmatively, quickened his pace, and left, closing the door behind him.

"Not bad." Lisanna gave her an approving look. "But you lacked a bit of courage. You should have just kissed him and made him remember you all summer."

Vico's lips twitched, and he rolled his eyes at Lisanna speechlessly. "Don't teach the child bad habits, Claire. You mustn't follow your aunt's example. These things should be done step by step."

“Don’t listen to him, you have to take the initiative in these situations,” Lisanna said very seriously. “Unmarried men in the Gaius family generally have one weakness, which is…”

"Cough, cough..." Vico coughed desperately. "There's no need to say that, is there?"

“Kria isn’t an outsider, or are you dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law?” Lisanna scoffed and continued, “That’s a sense of responsibility.”

Keria seemed to understand, but a glint of light flashed in her eyes. "Auntie, do you mean..."

Lisanna didn't say it explicitly, but nodded slightly. "I know my son well. The fact that he didn't run away just now means he still likes you. So you need to find a way to elevate that liking, if necessary..."

"Cough cough!"

Terpler coughed, and Lisanna's voice stopped abruptly.

She could be a little unrestrained with her husband, but she dared not show any temper with her father.

"In short, you have to seize the opportunity and make the most of it."

"Thank you, Auntie. I think I know what to do now," Keria said, blushing.

"What a tragedy!" Vico sighed, shaking his head and rubbing his forehead. "I've always felt that love shouldn't be taken so lightly."

"do you have any opinion?"

"No, no," Vico forced a wry smile. "How could I possibly have that!"

Keria looked at the couple, her large emerald green eyes blinking blankly, as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

Chapter 528 The Black and White Demon Kings Arrive, Unqualified Cooperation

Aaron walked out of the castle gates and slowly made his way through the night.

But after walking a few steps, a figure emerged from the darkness—Lucius Malfoy.

"Uncle Lucius, I really didn't expect you to be the first one."

“You shouldn’t have come out,” Lucius said, pursing his lips, while secretly giving Aaron a wink: it’s not too late to go back now.

Aaron raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the dark areas on both sides of the road. "Stop hiding. Now that I'm out, I'm not going back."

As soon as he finished speaking, groups of dark figures descended from the sky.

Dozens of wizards dressed in black robes and wearing black hoods surrounded Aaron.

Little Barty licked his lips and walked up to Aaron. "Good evening!"

"It's you again?" Aaron clicked his tongue in amazement. "Your injury healed pretty quickly, it's only been less than a month!"

“It’s all thanks to the Dark Lord’s favor,” Little Barty said through gritted teeth. “You owe me, and I’ll make you pay double.”

"Sorry, you probably can't do it," Aaron scoffed. If it weren't for Voldemort behind this guy, even ten more wouldn't be enough for him to fight.

"I really can't do it," Little Barty said sheepishly, "but we..."

"You can't do it either." Aaron didn't give him any face. "Where did you gather this rabble? There are less than half the number of archmages. You think you can stop me with this trash?"

“The magical world has no shortage of dark wizards. They may be a little lacking in combat power, but they can still buy time.” Little Barty said sarcastically, “I would have run for my life the moment you said that, instead of foolishly waiting for the Dark Lord to come.”

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black particles condensed into a figure under the moonlight, and Voldemort slowly walked out holding his wand.

He turned his head to look at the brightly lit Gaius Castle, then focused his gaze on Aaron. "It seems that the Gaius family's ancestral teachings are still very effective. They've probably reached their limit in protecting you for so long."

How does it feel to be kicked out of your home? It must be awful!

“I’ve had far worse experiences,” Aaron said candidly. “Actually, I came out tonight to talk to you.”

“You, who have been kicked out of your home, don’t have that right,” Voldemort said coldly. “I don’t want to kill you on your doorstep; that would probably leave a lasting shadow on your family.”

So... if you obediently come with me, you might save your life.

"Then let's forget about it!" Aaron calmly took out his wand. "This situation isn't serious enough for me to surrender."

"Let's do it!" Voldemort said without further ado. "Alive or dead will do."

Barty the Younger gave a cold laugh, and together with the other dark wizards, raised their wands, chanting, "Avada Kedavra..."

Just as Aaron was about to use the Rabbit Charm's power to escape, a dazzling white light struck Little Barty, sending him flying backward and his wand flying out of his hand.

"Looks like I came at a very opportune time!" a voice came from the woods.

Aaron was stunned for a moment, feeling as if a million alpacas were galloping through his mind.

The situation seems even more complicated now, but he'd rather face the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters than be caught between the Dark Lord and the White Lord, not to mention having a glaringly obvious burden on him. It's just too damn difficult.

However, tonight seems to be a coincidence, because in the past few days, Genes has only discovered these dark wizards, and has not found any other surveillance methods.

"Dumbledore." Voldemort looked at Dumbledore, who was walking slowly towards him, and Harry Potter, who was holding his left hand. He was so angry that his face twisted. "You've ruined my plans again."

“I don’t think this is a good thing, Tom,” Dumbledore said calmly. “Besides, how can the headmaster of Hogwarts stand by and watch you kill my students?”

"Hypocrite," Voldemort said dismissively, "but it's a good opportunity to kill you old codger too."

“That won’t be easy.” Dumbledore shrugged, flicked his wand, and shoved Harry in front of Aaron. “Can you help me protect him?”

"Well... I'll try my best!" Aaron said reluctantly, then created the Seraphim Shield, providing all-around protection for himself and Harry.

"This is quite a spectacle." Vico, who was observing the situation from inside the castle, sneered. "Two peak Archmages dare to swagger around right in front of Gaius's house."

This is blatant provocation! Where did they get the nerve?

“The Dark Lord deliberately set an ambush for the young master, and the White Lord’s arrival is probably just a coincidence,” Genes pondered. “Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought Harry Potter with him.”

As expected, he's probably here to visit the Gaius family.

"That's no reason for him to duel on our doorstep," Teppler said calmly. "Since they dare to test us, let's give them a little shock!"

Genes, go out for a bit. It would be too rude if the guests couldn't even get in the door. You can also talk to Dumbledore about that matter.

Oh, and bring Aaron in too. There are still two hours until midnight.

"Yes, sir," Genes said with a smile, then vanished in a phantom teleport.