A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

The train is moving slowly, and the scenery outside the window is changing rapidly.

Aaron put Abe on the table. He couldn't wait to take out the roasted chicken from the bag, then tore a chicken leg for himself and started eating on his own.

"It's still so edible." Ron smelled the fragrance, swallowed, and resisted the beast's intention to snatch food from its mouth.

He couldn't forget the scene after Abe's transformation. With his small body, he would probably be knocked unconscious if he put his paw down.

"Isn't it normal for a dragon to have a bigger appetite?" Aaron said appropriately. He didn't have so many worries, he tore off another chicken leg and put it in his mouth.

Having said that, the food at Hogwarts is pretty good.

"Is it really a dragon?" Hermione raised her eyebrows and wanted to touch it, but she restrained herself halfway.

"That's right, it's just a dragon that hasn't appeared in the magic world yet.

It's unique, there's only one. "

"That's so cool." Ron exclaimed, "If Charlie knew about it, he would probably drop everything and come back to see it."

"Don't do anything stupid." Harry gave Ron a look, and he shrugged angrily, "At this point, even if we want to keep it secret, we can't keep it secret for long.

The professors in the college knew it, so Dumbledore must have known it too. "

"Don't worry, they will keep it a secret." Aaron said calmly, "I successfully convinced Dumbledore that I can keep it even in school."

"This is great." Hermione said with a smile on her face, "You will be more relaxed in the future, and so will we."

"By the way, Aaron, do you have any plans for the holiday?" Harry asked.

"Me? I'll probably go back to Diagon Alley and continue running my shop!"

I haven’t been back for almost a year, so I don’t know how the business is going, but it shouldn’t be much different?

For me, if I don't lose money, I make money. "

The three of them looked at each other, somewhat unable to react.

In their understanding, it was impossible for the Ministry of Magic to allow a child to open a shop in Diagon Alley.

"Did your family help with this?" Hermione asked.

“Of course, when I was nine years old, I asked my uncle to build a shop for me.

It's not very big, but the procedures are complete and it's definitely a legal operation. "

"Nine years old?" Ron's mouth twitched. When he was nine years old, he was still playing behind his brothers!

“It’s too early to be independent!

It's quite an exaggeration. "Harry said with a smile.

The first eleven years of his life were either bullied by Dudley, bullied by Dudley's friends, or bullied by them all together. It was simply a bitter history.

"Gaius Beverage Shop is not well-known, but you can earn some pocket money." Aaron said with some pride, "I'm usually there. If you want to find me, you can go there.

If I happen to be away, you can leave me a message or something and I will reply the next day.

Of course, you are welcome to come to my home as a guest. "

"I might not be able to go." Harry smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The holidays are like going home to you, but not to me at all."

The three of them gave Harry complex looks mixed with sympathy, but they didn't know how to comfort him.

His parents died when he was only one year old, and he was fostered into his uncle's house. However, he received no care at all and only received unfair treatment. It seemed that for them, it was enough to ensure that Harry would not freeze to death and starve to death.

If he could stay in school, Harry would definitely choose to stay, but obviously he couldn't, otherwise he wouldn't be on the train now.

"How about you come to my house!" Ron suggested, "I'll let the owl deliver the letter to you. It's normal to visit a classmate's house during the holidays.

If you come to my house every two days, they won't stop you. "

Harry's eyes lit up, although based on his knowledge of his aunt and uncle, they might really stop him, because that family just didn't want to see him live well.

But there is a possibility that they won't stop him because they don't like to see him, and out of sight is out of mind.

Although the chance of letting him out is a little small, it is not impossible. It is still a hope.

...

The train took a long time, and Aaron took advantage of this time to collect the rewards for his three tasks.

[Help Slytherin win the Academy Cup; reward 500 magic points]

[Obtain the approval of at least three professors; reward 500 magic points]

[Kill the remnant soul of Voldemort; reward 1000 magic points]

He had just obtained two thousand magic points, and with what he had saved now, he had exceeded the three thousand mark. This feeling of getting rich overnight was somewhat difficult for him to adapt to.

But then there was ecstasy. With this wealth, he could reach the level of a wizard in minutes, and Abe could evolve again, and this time he would awaken his natural skills.

In addition, he can also make some appropriate purchases. As long as it is not too expensive, he can bear the pain and place an order.

When the train stopped at platform nine and three-quarters, Aaron opened his eyes amid the long whistle.

"arrive?"

Harry nodded, "Um...do you feel your shoulders are a little sore?"

Aaron was still a little confused, but the next moment he found Hermione leaning on his shoulder, sleeping very soundly.

"Grass!

when did it happen? "

"Two hours ago!" Harry smiled playfully, "You were all asleep, and I was too embarrassed to scream."

Aaron curled his lips and gently pulled out his shoulders, "I admit that it would be a little embarrassing to wake up beforehand, but at least I'm better than you."

Harry's expression changed, he turned his head and looked at Ron, who was lying on his shoulder, feeling a little heartbroken for no reason.

At this time, an old guard knocked on the carriage door and woke up the remaining two people, "Children, it's time for you to get off the car.

Collect your suitcase and get in line.

We leave the platform in batches. We can’t leave too many people at once, otherwise the Muggles will notice us. "

After queuing for a long time, it was their turn.

As soon as Aaron came out of the platform, he saw Genes greeting him with a smile, "I've been waiting for half an hour. Master, you have to be faster next time."

"You shouldn't tell me this." Aaron rolled his eyes and handed the suitcase to the butler.

Genes took it with a smile, then glanced at him holding Abe, and couldn't help but frown slightly, "Abe, has he gained weight?"

"Uh...that's not important."

Abe also kept nodding. His appetite was so big, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Genes walked up to Aaron, picked up Abe, and weighed it carefully twice, "It is indeed fat, and it is one kilogram heavier. It seems that I will have to rearrange a recipe for it when I go back. "

Abe's face fell, and his whole face was filled with unhappiness.

It goes without saying that Genes will definitely delete a considerable part of the meat in his recipe, or directly replace it with vegetarian food. He can definitely do this.

Thinking of this, Abe immediately showed a pitiful expression and gave Aaron a resentful look.

"No way!" Aaron sneered, "Is this necessary?"

"I listen to the young master.

However, it is necessary to remind you that if you keep spoiling it like this, it will probably be too heavy for you to hold it before long. "

"I thought about it carefully, and it seems that it is indeed necessary."

Genes smiled with satisfaction, "Master, it's time for us to go back. The head of the family and his wife will also be back today."

"My parents are at home too?"

“They took the train and should go back before us.

I haven’t seen you for more than half a year, but they have said more than once that they miss their precious son. "

Aaron only half believed this sentence, because even before he went to school, their family had been reunited countless times.

"I'm going to say hello to my friend first."

"It should."

Aaron walked up to Draco. Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a cold face, light blond hair and blue-gray eyes, who should be his father.

Seeing Aaron coming over, Lucius had a smile on his pale face, "You must be Aaron!

Draco wrote to me more than once to say that he had made a pretty good friend.

He can achieve such excellent results without your help, thank you very much. "

"You're welcome, this is what I should do as a friend." Aaron said neither humble nor overbearing, showing a particularly confident expression.

"You are always welcome at Malfoy Manor."

"If I have time, I will definitely go."

"Harry Potter!"

At this time, a lolita-sounding scream came over, and Lucius couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Is that Weasley?" Draco looked at the red-haired little girl who was following Mrs. Weasley, "I heard that they have a youngest sister in their family."

"Obviously, I saw her when I came to the station last year." Aaron said. "Calculating the time, we should be able to see her at this year's freshman entrance ceremony."

"That's really sad." Draco shook his head.

Aaron's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.

After all, Malfoy and Weasley have been at odds with each other for hundreds of years, so this attitude is normal.