Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"No need." Aaron said hastily, "I will arrange it myself."

"Master, are you sure?"

"Of course, but there is no need to trouble the ancestors.

I will go to Diat's library by myself, and I will refresh the proficiency of the magic circle by myself.

As for swordsmanship, I don't need to train now, but I'm still a little interested in hot weapons.

In addition to these, I will also go shopping in other secret rooms in the family, fishing, painting, skiing, music, flower arrangement and so on, just treat it as leisure and entertainment. "

"Ah...it's not impossible." Jinns hesitated, "It just feels a little inappropriate."

"Where is it inappropriate?" Aaron said solemnly, "My parents have said that the holidays before school start are at my own disposal, and you can't control me even if I lie in bed and sleep all day."

"Okay! Listen to the young master."

"You should have listened to me." Aaron pouted, turned a page of the newspaper, and a photo came into view.

Looking at the haggard, dirty and messy man inside showing a ferocious expression, Aaron couldn't help but gasped.

"Damn it! Has this guy been taken back to Azkaban yet?"

"Although Sirius has been imprisoned for 12 years, the foundation is there after all.

A wizard was determined to avoid being hunted by the Ministry of Magic, but he couldn't be caught for a while. "

"Talent!" Aaron said with a faint smile, "How did he think of breaking out of prison?"

"Master, are you interested?"

"This is a current political hotspot, and everyone is interested." Aaron looked at the photos in the newspaper, focusing on Sirius Black's melancholy eyes, "His mental state is not stable, but the target is very clear.

It stands to reason that he was imprisoned in Azkaban, and he would have escaped sooner, so there is no reason to delay it for 12 years.

And how did he escape from prison?Is there anyone to answer?None of this is known. "

"Maybe it has something to do with Voldemort." Jiens speculated, "There are rumors that Sirius is Voldemort's most loyal servant, and he was released from prison this time to seek revenge from Harry Potter."

"I don't think so." Aaron picked up Abe, closed the store door with one hand, and said as he walked, "If he wants to seek revenge on Harry, he can do it before he has been exposed to magic. There is no need to suffer." Those 12 years of crimes, not to mention that he hadn't resisted at all when he was arrested."

"The young master is really quick and quick, I didn't even think of this."

Aaron stopped and gave Jins a supercilious look.

He knew himself, the omnipotent butler, too well. He couldn't think of anything Jins couldn't think of, and he could even think about it one or two more times. It's just that he didn't want to think about such insignificant things.

Instead of going home via Floo powder, the two planned to enter Cross Street through the Leaky Cauldron, where there was a car used for transportation, which Aaron planned to use to practice driving skills on a whim.

But as soon as he walked into the Leaky Cauldron, a little fat man walked over with a warm smile on his face.

"Mr. Jeans, I didn't expect to see you here. What a coincidence." Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge said a little excitedly, "Of course, there is also Aaron Gaius, Dumbledore is more than He once told me that Hogwarts had a very good student.

I don't think that's nonsense, the heirs of the Gaius family have always been synonymous with excellence. "

Aaron and Jinns looked at each other. They didn't like the Minister of Magic, but they didn't want to slap the smiling face. They really couldn't say anything to drive him away.

"Mr. Minister, why are you here?" Jins asked politely.

"Find someone." Fudge lowered his voice. "Harry Potter."

"What are you looking for?" Aaron frowned slightly, "And if you're looking for him, you should be on Privet Drive."

"Uh...Mr. Gaius, your classmate committed a little crime." Fudge said with some embarrassment, "He blew up his uncle's sister into a balloon, and many people saw it."

"Whether this matter is big or small, but no matter how you look at it, you, the Minister of Magic, don't need to come forward in person, right?" Aaron pointed out, "It has something to do with Harry Potter, and it can There aren't many people who get the Minister of Magic to come forward, Dumbledore or Voldemort?"

Hearing Voldemort's name, Fudge couldn't help shivering. He forced a smile, "It's not directly related to that person, but a murderer escaped from prison."

Aaron:  …

Chapter 292 Special Gift, Arrangement Harry Potter

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Suddenly there was the sound of a car horn outside the door, and Fudge stood up immediately.

"I'm sorry for now."

Fudge gave the two of them a smiling face, and simply tidied up his clothes before heading out the door.

"What's outside?" Aaron asked curiously, "Wizard's vehicle?"

"That's the Knight Bus, emergency transport for troubled wizards," Jins explained, "it's normal that the master doesn't know, because you've never been in trouble.

The predicament mentioned here is mainly... poor. "

The corner of Aaron's eyes twitched, inexplicably glad that he was still a little bit rich.

After a while, Fudge pushed a man in, it was the famous Harry Potter.

"Harry, why are you here?"

"Aaron." Harry was a little surprised, but the surprise turned into frustration in the next second, "I ran away from home and turned my aunt into a balloon."

"Is she the one who bullied you first?"

Harry nodded, "I can bear what they say to me, but she insulted my mother, I... I couldn't control it."

"Oh! Who are you in this family?" Aaron said speechlessly, then looked at Fudge, "Mr. Minister, although Harry has caused a little trouble for the Ministry of Magic, please do me a favor."

"Of course, of course." Fudge smiled a little excitedly, "The Ministry has already dispatched the Incident Reversal Department to deal with it, and her aunt has been restored to her original state and her memory has been erased.

She didn't remember a single bit of that incident, so it was resolved satisfactorily without any damage. "

After finishing speaking, Fudge looked at Harry and introduced, "It's the first time we meet. I am Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic."

"Hi, hello." Harry said nervously. He met Fudge once last year, but that time they watched them take Hagrid away under the cover of the invisibility cloak.

"That's the way it is, there's nothing wrong with it."

"So... I won't be sent to Azkaban?"

"It was just an accident, and the Ministry of Magic deals with many of them every day.

If everyone went to Azkaban, the prison would be overcrowded. "

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Will I be punished? For example, be expelled from Hogwarts?"

"No." Fudge shook his head, thought of his purpose of coming, and added seriously, "But I hope you don't leave Diagon Alley before school starts.

The accommodation has been arranged, it is in room No.11, and you must come back here before dark every day, Boss Tom will watch over you for me. "

"Okay, no problem," Harry said.

This is not a bad thing for him, but a great good thing.

This meant that he didn't have to live in his uncle's house until school started, and he could learn magic without anyone stopping him.

"Okay, that's it, I have to go, there is still a lot of things to do?"

Fudge greeted Aaron and Jinns, and then hurried out of the Leaky Cauldron!

"It's really inexplicable." Harry said suspiciously, but soon he thought of something, "I should stop him.

If the Minister for Magic can sign my permission form, then I can go to Hogsmeade. "

"He won't." Aaron shook his head, "And even if he signs, Dumbledore may not allow you to go."

"The young master is right. After all, Fudge is the Minister of Magic, and he has always been very well-behaved in public." Jinnes said, "Fudge is not your parent or guardian."

A look of regret flashed across Harry's face, and then he looked at the two excitedly, "I didn't expect to see you here."

"It's normal to see us here, didn't I tell you I opened a drink shop in Diagon Alley?

These days I will be in my little shop, if you need anything, come to me anytime. Aaron said, "By the way, have you received the birthday present I gave you?" "

"This..." Harry hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head a little ashamedly, "You shouldn't have sent it directly to the Dursleys, Dudley took the gift box as soon as he saw it.

The Dursleys didn't show it to me at all, and they kept that gift to death. I still don't know what you gave me. "

"That's not important." Aaron waved his hands casually, "Did your cousin look uneasy in the next few days, and did your uncle and aunt keep putting on smiling faces to coax him?"

Harry nodded subconsciously, "How do you know?"

"The gift I give you is a set of test papers, corresponding to each of Dudley's current subjects, and there is also the autograph of the test paper maker.

Tsk tsk tsk, this represents the teacher's deep love for any student. The Dursleys will never give you this test paper. "

Hearing this, Harry opened his mouth in a daze, "You are still the best, but this is too damaging."

"Ok?"

"Uh...that's how Dudley should be treated." Harry smiled a little excitedly, "He just didn't take care of himself. He was crying for four whole days. I've never seen him so wronged."

"The young master originally wanted to give you a set of broomstick maintenance tools, but he was worried that you would not be able to touch your own broomstick, so he changed the method. I hope you can relax for a few days."

Harry was a little flattered. Ron and Hermione sent gifts to him secretly through owls, but Aaron put the gifts at the door of the house openly, but the effect was not so good.

"Come with me, Mr. Potter." Tom stepped forward and said with a smile, "Room No. 11 has been arranged, I have moved your things up, and your owl is also there, it takes 5 minutes flew here before."

"Many thanks."

"See you tomorrow, Harry, we have to go home." Aaron waved his hand, and walked out of the Leaky Cauldron with Jins.

"See you tomorrow."

After getting into the car, Aaron asked meaningfully while holding the steering wheel: "Uncle Jins, the reason why Fudge personally arranged for Harry Potter is because Sirius Black escaped from prison, right?

Am I wrong in judging that Sirius Black really escaped to avenge Harry Potter? "

"I don't know, I also suggest that you don't think about these irrelevant things, master." Jins said indifferently, "Sirius has been imprisoned for 12 years. He is very dangerous, but he is only targeting Harry Potter. To the master You are not threatening."

Aaron nodded, not taking it seriously.

With his current strength, he doesn't need to be afraid even if he faces Sirius head-on, but one thing more is worse than one thing less.

.......

The next day, Aaron came to Diagon Alley early.

As soon as he opened the shop door, Harry Potter appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is your shop?" Harry looked at the furnishings inside curiously, "Didn't you hire anyone?"

"They were hired, but I was going on a trip some time ago, so I sent them away.

But it doesn't matter, Jins can take care of a small drink shop by himself. "

"I didn't say that." Jinnes came out from the fireplace, "It is necessary to hire people. Hogwarts will start school soon, and there are more and more students in Diagon Alley."

"You can arrange this." Aaron yawned, indifferent to this. The employment pressure in the magic world is not small, and it is easy to post job advertisements to recruit people.

"Can I come here to work?" Harry asked a little excitedly.

"You?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "Didn't your parents leave you a fortune?"

"That's what I'm saying, but I still have five years to study at Hogwarts, and those Galleons are barely enough." Harry said awkwardly, "And I'm sure I won't be with the Dursleys after graduation. Those who live together need to spend money on food, clothing, housing and transportation, so..."

"Needless to say, I understand." Aaron interrupted Harry, "My work here is very easy, watching the store, selling goods, and collecting money.

Nine to five, you can take a two-hour break at noon, with or without food, but it doesn't matter to you, after all, Fudge has invited you to live in the Leaky Cauldron until school starts.

Now there are only three weeks before the start of school, your salary will not be too high, how about thirty Galleons? "

"Okay." Harry immediately agreed. Thirty Galleons are ten Galleons a week, which is enough for him to spend before school starts.

"Very good." Aaron took out thirty Gold Galleons directly from the counter and put them in his hands, "This is your salary for this period of time. Work hard."

"Uh... that's not appropriate." Harry said a little stiffly, "I haven't done anything yet!"

"The advance payment will save you from going to Gringotts to withdraw money."

"thank you boss."

"You're welcome." Aaron waved his hand. This salary is considered a low standard in the wizarding world, but who made Harry Potter only 13 years old? An underage wizard should be satisfied if he can have a job. The treatment is definitely better than other shops in Diagon Alley.

Harry sat in front of the counter, and he was a little uncomfortable at first, but after receiving a few customers, he became proficient in his current job.

This was the first time he had dealt with many strange wizards since he came into contact with magic, and it was a different kind of fun for him.

The only thing to pay attention to is to cover the scar on your forehead, otherwise it is almost impossible to work safely with Harry Potter's reputation.

When there are no guests, he can just sneak in, flip through the magic book, or finish the thesis assigned by the professor, which is a hundred times happier than when he was at Vernon's house.

Aaron was practicing the depiction of advanced magic circles in the back room, and he was very pleased to see the hard work of the new employees, especially when he closed the store at night and found that the store was spotless and the accounts on the counter were also sorted out. , which made him more satisfied, and even pondered whether to give Harry a raise or something.