A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 110 No Chance to Cheat

Aaron skillfully placed his palm on it, summoning the memory of the third ancestor.

All the instruments in the secret room began to play, and various different notes combined to form a majestic and exciting symphony.

In this heavenly sound, a middle-aged figure slowly appeared.

"Hello, ancestor." Aaron saluted before Jins, showing special courtesy.

He was forced to buy and sell the first two secret rooms, and he was somewhat unconvinced, but he was really interested in this secret room, and it was natural for him to be respectful to the teacher.

"No need to be polite!" The middle-aged man smiled, "And don't call me ancestor, most of the people in the secret room are older than me, and I feel quite stressed when I call them the same.

In fact, I am only a few hundred years older than you, and wizards generally have a longer lifespan. I am almost the same generation as your great-grandfather."

"That's also an ancestor." Aaron said seriously.

"Forget it, call me whatever you want!"

"Master Vaughn, the young master wants to learn music from you." Genes said, "Two hours a day, what do you think?"

"No problem, it's my duty.

We have already turned into dust, and it is a reasonable use of resources to do something for the next generation." Vaughn looked at Aaron with a smile, and soon his face changed, "You... How old are you this year?"

"Twelve years old.

Young Master Aaron is twelve years old this year, reaching that threshold."

Vaughn was stunned for a moment, and a playful smile appeared on his face, "This little guy is hiding deep enough!"

Aaron couldn't help but shiver. I don't know why, but when he heard this, an ominous premonition went straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Could this ancestor also see his true level? That's really bad news!

But after thinking about it, Aaron calmed down again.

The problem may not be big. The first two ancestors saw his talent and forced him to learn skills regardless of whether he was willing or not. But this time he took the initiative, so the situation is very different.

I am so sensible, you can't be so cruel as to report it!

"Excellent junior, you don't have to worry about anything."

It's confirmed. As soon as Vaughn opened his mouth, Aaron knew that the other party saw through his strength, but the second half of the sentence made him breathe a sigh of relief, which meant that he would not report himself.

"It's my honor that you chose this course, but I'm afraid I have to say sorry."

"What?"

Aaron was a little confused. This is not right!

I am a genius after all. The first two coerced and induced me to inherit their skills, but why do you still have the posture of pushing me out?

"Don't be surprised. It's not that I don't intend to teach you, but we need to discuss the specific time carefully." Vaughn waved his hand and said with some regret: "The charm of music is endless, but your talent should not waste too much time on music.

One class every three days, one hour per class."

"But isn't this time a little too tight?" Genes asked.

Three days and one hour, so Aaron only learned for about one day before school started, and the efficiency is probably not very high.

"I believe in his talent." Vaughn gave Aaron a meaningful look, and then waved his wand lightly, and a piano and a harmonica flew to the three of them, "Time is limited, so I decided to choose two for you. With my professional level, it is not a problem to teach you two instruments within two months."

"Thank you, teacher."

Vaughn nodded, and the wand slightly pointed back, and the fourth door opened.

Aaron and Genes looked at each other and entered.

The fourth secret room was full of various ingredients, and in addition, there were various cooking tools.

"Is this...a chef?" Aaron's mouth twitched, "I'm really surprised. With that mountain of gold to support them, even if the Gaius family is really in trouble, they won't go out to work for others!"

"Not really, in fact, this..." Genes paused and continued, "This kitchen is really just an ordinary kitchen.

The talent of the patriarch of that generation was relatively poor. When the deadline came, he was only at the peak of the magician, but his achievements in some aspects are also awe-inspiring."

"Is there a story?" Aaron became interested.

Genes shook his head and decided to satisfy Aaron's curiosity, "His wife often can't eat. Even a wizard can't last long without eating."

"So, for the sake of his woman, he cooked himself and practiced top-notch cooking skills?" Aaron imagined some plots, but couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"This story sounds quite touching, but it's not rare, and even a little... common."

"If it was just his cooking skills, his secret room wouldn't be here." Jins said patiently, "The clan leader who can be chosen by the family and live in the secret room in the form of memory is a well-deserved hero.

Although his fighting power is a little weak, he can cook anything from magical animals to insects and ants, even dark races and undead dead things with just one pot.

In his cooking career that lasted for hundreds of years, he has studied the food principles of various races.

Some foods are harmless to this race, but they are highly poisonous to other races. Some foods can be matched to the effect of magic potions. "

Gulp!

Aaron couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

I thought it was a common story, but who would have thought it was a legend.

It's rare for a chef to be so good. If it goes back thousands of years, he would be a different Shennong!

"Ahem!" Genes coughed and drew Aaron's attention back, "Master, do you have any interest in this course?"

Aaron hesitated for a while and shook his head silently.

"This ancestor's achievements are not low, but his path is not suitable for me, so forget it!"

"I understand. "

Genes made another gesture of invitation. Just when Aaron thought he was going to the next secret room, a familiar black stone pillar rose in the middle of the kitchen.

"Not really!" Aaron smiled awkwardly, "I don't plan to learn this course, so there is no need to disturb the ancestors' eternal sleep!"

"This is the clan rule. Every generation of heirs needs to meet the ancestors no matter what choice they make." Genes explained, "Master, you know that meeting these ancestors is only good, not bad.

If they give you some pointers, you may be able to avoid decades of detours in the future."

Aaron showed an awkward but polite smile. If he had average talent, he would probably think so, but now he has been exposed three times.

Although the three ancestors promised to keep the secret for him, who knows if every ancestor thinks so.

"Can't I go directly to the next secret room?" Aaron asked hesitantly.

"No!

Forgive me for being blunt, but you must meet the ancestors of all generations.

When this clan rule was established before, in order to prevent the younger generation from being cunning, a magic was specially cast. Anyone who enters for the first time must summon the memory of the ancestors, otherwise the next door cannot be opened.

So, if you don't want to, we may not be able to leave this secret room. "

"Beautiful! You are so thoughtful." Aaron gritted his teeth. Which bastard came up with such a sinister idea, leaving no chance at all!

But no matter how reluctant he was, Aaron still pressed his hand on it.

This time there was no strange phenomenon. A young man's figure appeared directly on the black pillar. He was approachable but exuded an aura of keeping strangers away. The contradiction was not at all inconsistent.

"Lord Sarkes." Jins saluted respectfully, but the young ancestor ignored him and looked at Aaron with interest, as if he had discovered some rare ingredients.

"First, ancestor. "Aaron hesitated, feeling uneasy.

This look again, why this look again?

He knew that he could not hide it any longer. These ancestors were all experienced people. His little thoughts were a joke in front of them.

"Lord Sarcus, this is Aaron Gaius, twelve years old."

Aaron:......

Stop talking, please, stop talking.

"No need to talk." Sarcus interrupted Jins, and then gave Aaron a meaningful smile, "You have met your three ancestors, I think you should be able to figure out some things!"

"Clear, understand, I probably can't hide it." Aaron said with tears in his eyes, "Ancestor, how are you going to arrange me?"

"Smart people." Sarcus chuckled, "I have few friends in my life, I like to talk to smart people, straight to the point.

My course is not important, but it can play an unexpected role at a critical moment.

Let's do this! One class every two days, one class lasts half an hour. "

"Yes!" Aaron nodded dejectedly, and the next moment, a warm big hand patted his shoulder.

Sarx looked at Aaron, with a warm voice, "I don't know how to comfort you, but I can tell you one thing for sure, and this is also something you must know.

You may feel a lot of pressure, but we old people will never harm our descendants no matter what. "

"Thank you!" Aaron felt relieved, "I feel much better after hearing what you said."

"That's good!" Sarx snapped his fingers, and a door opened in response, "Go, if nothing unexpected happens, you will have to meet another twenty people.

I have average talent and a certain degree of autonomy, but you... I'm afraid you only have the right to accept, not the opportunity to refuse. "

Aaron:......

Gift crab!

Return my touch.

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