A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

After more than ten rounds of duel, Aaron was panting from exhaustion, and his body was covered in blue and purple, looking extremely miserable.

But Genes wasn't too worried. He had been through it before and knew very well that these injuries were all external injuries and didn't even require potions. He could just rub the potion and sleep and they would be cured tomorrow.

"Master, that's the end of today's swordsmanship class."

"Really?"

“Really, it’s been two hours.

I must admit, Master, you are quite devoted during training. "

"Then give me my wand back."

Genes immediately did so and placed the two wands in Aaron's hands.

"Split into pieces!"

Aaron directly cast a spell on the armor, and watched it turn into pieces of accessories, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"Master, there is no point in doing this."

"But it can make me feel better." Aaron said lightly, "Where is my Abe?"

"In..." Genes pointed to the hamster treadmill in the corner, his expression became particularly exciting, "I underestimated the appeal of delicious food to foodies."

I saw the hamster treadmill he carefully made rotating rapidly as Abe ran wildly, and even traces of smoke came out of some joints.

If it continues, it will probably be scrapped.

Aaron laughed, walked over and picked up Abe, giving him an appreciative look, "Well done, your lunch will definitely be extra rich."

Abe showed a big smile, took a few pages of color pictures in his hand, and carefully put them in his pocket.

Entering the first secret room, Aaron took a deep breath and summoned the memory of his ancestor Alger through the black stone pillar.

"Who hit you?" Alger asked coldly, "Tell me, I asked Vico to kill him.

The descendants of Gaius cannot be bullied by outsiders. "

"Family!" Aaron was moved. "After all, blood is thicker than water."

"Um... Sir Alger, in fact, it was an accidental injury sustained during swordsmanship training." Genes explained with a sneer, "Apply some medicine and take a sleep, it should be almost better."

"That's okay!"

Aaron: ...

"You change your attitude too quickly!"

"That's how I got here. Who hasn't been beaten as a child?"

"It's different. You were definitely not forced to learn blacksmithing when you were a child."

"Who said there isn't one?

But I didn’t have a teacher as good as me at the time, so you got a big deal. Alger chuckled, then took out a small hammer and threw it directly into Aaron's hand.

"Take it, this thing is essential for every blacksmith in the early stage."

"Early stage?"

"Of course it's in the early days. Those really great blacksmiths, like me, don't need hammers." Alger said and took out another booklet, "Take it, this is the knowledge you need to master, temperature, cooling , quenching, material compatibility, etc., take a look at it when you have nothing to do.”

Aaron opened the booklet. The pictures on it were quite clear, but he was dazzled by the various precise data and formulas.

"Then what do I do now?"

"It's very simple!" Alger pointed to a piece of red-hot iron on the forging table, "Hash it, and use all your strength with every hammer.

I will watch you with my own eyes, don't be lazy! "

"This, is this the end?" Aaron asked in astonishment, "Isn't this so irresponsible? What's the difference between it and letting go?"

"Didn't I give you a booklet? That's a treasure I've summarized!

Is it possible that you still want me to teach you how to hold a hammer? Techniques for using force? "

"Shouldn't it be?"

"That's what Muggles do, and we're wizards.

For the wizard blacksmith, this is just a transition in the early stage, equivalent to self-study in the first class.

It has a certain sense of ritual, but it doesn't mean much, do you understand? "

Aaron nodded in understanding, said no more, picked up the hammer and struck hard.

Alger walked up to Jeans, picked up Abe, and rubbed its dragon head with interest, "How come I didn't encounter such an interesting creature when I was alive?"

Abe struggled fiercely, but in front of a great magician, he was just an ordinary little chicken with no ability to resist.

"This is Master Aaron's unique pet. Both the owner and his wife like it very much."

"It's quite cute." Alger said, "Not only is it cute, it's also very powerful. The heirs of this generation will have good partners."

Hearing this, Abe laughed sheepishly, and his struggle was not so violent.

"It seems to be very loyal now."

Abe smiled even happier, looking like I wouldn't be happy even if you praised me.

Seeing this scene, Aaron, who was wielding a hammer, felt inexplicably regretful. He should have given this dragon cub an egg lesson in the first place.

Two hours later, Aaron, who had wielded thousands of hammers, dragged his exhausted body to the second secret room.

Ancestor Moore looked at Aaron's trembling hands very seriously, and said with some regret: "I originally planned to teach you anatomy, and the corpses have been prepared for you, but I didn't expect that the plan could not keep up with the changes."

Aaron: ...

Thank you, Ancestor Alger, for being a blessing in disguise and dodging a disaster!

"But it doesn't matter, you can just watch!

At least it can improve your psychological quality. "

"Well... Young Master, I'll wait for you in the next secret room first." Genes swallowed and walked quickly towards the third secret room.

Abe followed closely behind. Halfway through, he started running. After running a few steps, he spread his wings and got in quickly.

"Traitor! You are unloyal!

If you want to run away, you should take me with you! "

"What did you say?"

"nothing?"

Moore didn't care, and calmly picked up the craniotomy and pointed at the corpse's head on the operating table, "This is a lesson you must go through, it is of great significance.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you remain calm even if the mountain collapses. In the future, even if you see a real mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, you can still look at it with indifference.

So don't even blink. "

puff!

Yin Hong's blood poured out of his head.

Aaron couldn't help but swallowed, then turned around and vomited wildly.

"Tsk! This class is really difficult to lead!"

An hour later, Aaron walked towards the third secret room tremblingly.

Only he knew what he had just experienced. The skin, blood, bones, and internal organs were all presented to him one by one from the outside to the inside.

When the last humanoid skeleton dripping with blood was placed on the shelf, he couldn't hold it any longer. His vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

How Moore dissected a corpse within an hour was not clear, but he truly understood all the structures of the human body.

And he was 100% sure that he would lose his appetite and be unable to eat within the next week or two.

"Master, are you okay?" Genes asked anxiously.

"Hmph! Do you think I'm fine?

I don't need to look in the mirror to know how pale I look. "

"Master, I have seen that scene once, and I don't want to see it again."

Abe: "Oh..."

I was worried that if I stayed there, he would be tempted to cut me open.

"Okay, you all have reasons. If you are justified, you can ignore me, right?"

"No!" Genes immediately took out a bottle of medicine, "Special tranquilizer, it will be good for you, young master.

The clan leader drank this magic potion in the first place, and it tasted just as good the next day. "

"You have a conscience." Aaron rolled his eyes at him, took the sedative, and drank it all.

Needless to say, I felt refreshed after drinking it, my legs stopped shaking, and my mental state recovered a lot, but I still have lingering fears when I think of the bloody scene just now.

Abe also took out a green apple in a flattering manner, "It's very sweet."

"Humph!" Aaron turned his face away, but still picked up the apple and took a bite with some displeasure. Then he looked at the musical instruments in the room and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "There is a normal person. Okay, I'll go over and summon Ancestor Vaughn."

"Master, wait a minute!" Genes stopped him hastily, "Master, you have forgotten that music classes are held every three days. The class schedule I gave you has arranged this class for the third day, so..."

"So...you did it on purpose?"

"How is that possible? I stayed up all night to put together a perfect class schedule."

Genes said as he took out a long class schedule from his pocket, no, to be precise, it was clearly arranged from today to the day before Aaron's school starts.

Aaron's mouth twitched and he covered his face with one hand, wanting to cry without tears. "You are too damaged!"

"Master." Genes hesitated for a moment, then said, "This is a fact, you have to admit it."

"Gan!" Aaron rolled his eyes, "The next class is the magic circle, right?"

“Yes, Lord Wicht’s class.

Two hours later, you can prepare lunch. "

Aaron smiled silently, walked straight to the next door, passed through several portals in succession, and came to a secret room full of magic circles.

Wicht walked out of the stone pillar the moment he entered, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, how did you get out?"

"I'm different from other people. All the magic circles here are my eyes. As long as someone with the same blood comes over, I can wake up at any time." Weicht said, "In the first class, all you have to do is look at them. A magic circle that is deeply engraved in my mind.”

"Do you want to be so abstract?"

“If you can’t do it, I can help you.

After being knocked unconscious and entering your dreamland, the effect will definitely be greatly improved. "

"That's not necessary." Aaron said immediately, then looked at the dense arrays on the wall, planning to pick the simplest one.

But as soon as he calmed down, his vision went dark, and he vaguely saw the smiling faces of his ancestors before he fell into coma.