Blessings Unappreciated

Draco slowly walked out of the stairwell, followed by the Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy looked on with surprise.

"I'm sorry," Jeans said awkwardly, "It was my mistake."

"It's alright, our table is quite sturdy." Lucius smiled nonchalantly and said calmly, "Did Jeans come here personally for something?"

After Draco and Aaron left, they talked to the two of them, explaining the cause and effect of the matter and Aaron's next steps.

The Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy immediately decided to cooperate with their son and put on this show, hoping to forge a good relationship with the heir of the Gaius family.

To Draco's surprise, his mother didn't seem to mind Aaron choosing the Weasley family as his first refuge; in fact, she admired his decision.

"There was something I needed to do, but now..." Jeans sighed and put Aaron's note away. "Now it's gone."

"You seem a little confused. Is there anything I can do to help you, Malfoy?"

Jeans hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to Draco. "You and the young master are best friends. Do you know he ran away from home?"

"Huh?" Draco paused, feigning ignorance. "I don't know!"

Aaron didn't say anything; I always thought he came to visit me.

Wait, do you mean Aaron ran away from home?

"I guess so! We've been looking for him all day."

"This is a big deal!" Lucius frowned slightly, his expression changing a little. "Jeans. Genes, we really want to help you, but Aaron left after breakfast and has been gone for at least three hours."

Jeans nodded with some regret; he hadn't placed his hopes on this family either.

"I'm sorry to bother you all, but could you please tell me the place names or people names that the young master mentioned during this day?"

The three looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, they all shook their heads in unison.

"No? That makes things a bit tricky."

Jeans looked worried; the clues had gone cold again.

It was difficult to pinpoint the exact location, and they were a step too late. What's worse, Aaron might not go to his classmate's house again, which meant that their search area had to be expanded once more, making it even more difficult to find him within two days.

"Which direction did the young master walk in?"

"This..." Draco scratched his head sheepishly. "I dropped him off at the door and then stopped. There's only one main road in front of our house."

Jeans's lips twitched; this answer was rather abstract!

While it's not that I don't know, I did set the direction Aaron left in as being possible in any direction, which added some pressure to him.

"Alright! Before I leave, I would like to thank everyone again for taking care of my young master."

Although it might have been a childish prank, Gaius would remember it. "I have to go find my young master, so I'll take my leave now," Jeans said with a forced smile.

After saying that, Jeans turned and left. He had to hurry back and discuss a plan with Anna to try to find Aaron's hiding place before the start of the semester.

"Draco, go see the guest out." Lucius quickly nudged his son's arm, wanting him to make a good impression on Jeans.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jeans take out his Flying Broomstick and soar into the sky. In the instant his body became transparent, he disappeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"We don't need to now!" Draco chuckled.

Lucius ignored his son and looked at Narcissa with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "It turns out I underestimated this family's resources."

Narcissa also looked serious, but when she looked at her son, she felt a sense of relief.

"At least Draco and Aaron get along well, which is a good thing."

"Too."

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Draco, are you sure he's a Butler?"

"I'm absolutely certain, Aaron told me that."

"This Butler is no ordinary man!" Lucius exclaimed. "The Disillusionment Charm he just cast was perfect. Your the Mother and I watched him become invisible, but we couldn't sense his presence at all."

To be able to do that means his strength is, in fact, greater than ours, perhaps even far surpasses ours.

"It can't be that exaggerated!" Draco said skeptically. "Jeans looks to be at most thirty years old. I can accept that his strength is similar to or slightly stronger than yours, but far exceeding that...?"

"Son, we didn't lie to you," Narcissa explained earnestly. "He didn't hide anything when he was casting the spell; he deliberately showed it to us."

Your father and I are both Archmage. If he could make us feel completely outmatched, he must be at least a Grand Archmage.

"And he might not be a beginner-level Archmage," Lucius added. "Or rather, he's not the kind of Warlock who's all show and no substance; his actual combat power is definitely stronger than others of the same level."

Upon hearing this, Draco's eyes widened in shock, and his mouth gaped open.

He is Pure-blood among Pure-blood, and his understanding of the Magic World is far deeper than that of the average Warlock.

In the current Magic World, Archmage are the elite, and most Warlock are stuck at this bottleneck their entire lives, unable to make any progress.

As for Grand Archmage rare, each one a well-known figure in the Magic World, and respected everywhere.

All the Grand Archmage share a common characteristic: they are old, almost all of them are over fifty, and some are even over a hundred or several hundred years old.

But what does a Grand Archmage in his thirties mean? It's beyond just being a talent; he's an absolute genius!

"In my opinion, at this age, besides the headmaster of Hogwarts, only... You-Know-Who can become a Grand Archmage," Lucius said with emotion. "They are recognized Magic World as beings capable of breaking through to become a Saint Mage."

Gollum!

Draco couldn't help but swallow, a forced smile appearing on his lips.

The idea of a Butler who can grow into a Holy Magus sounds somewhat absurd.

"Does Aaron know that his Butler is this capable?"

"How would I know?" Lucius shrugged. "If Jeans doesn't want Aaron to know, he'll definitely be kept in the dark."

However, Aaron's parents must have known Jeans ' capabilities; otherwise, they wouldn't have entrusted Aaron's life to him so readily.

"Hehe! This must be what they call not appreciating what they have!" Draco said with a hint of envy.

"Draco," Narcissa glared at him sternly, "You have to keep this a secret. Aaron can't know."

"That's right," Lucius said. "Jeans just said that the Gaius Family would remember this favor, but then he showed off his strength."

It means that if you encounter any trouble in the future, you can go to him, but only within the capabilities of a Grand Archmage. It's a favor, not too big, not too small.

Draco nodded; he knew how important the Grand Archmage's favors were.

Aaron sat on Abei's back for more than an hour, and they didn't get close to their destination until noon.

Dehg County, Otto-Saint- Bor Village.

Aaron looked at the green fields and trees below, searched carefully for a while, and finally found a crooked building that was at least four stories high outside the village.

"This must be the Burrow."

Aaron muttered, "Because this strange building is the only one around here that shows signs of magic. I guess it's Muggle-Repelling Charm to keep Muggle from noticing its presence."

Abei landed with a low growl, transforming into the size of an ordinary cat on a grassy field and changing into its own clothes to cover its wings and ears.

Aaron straightened his clothes. After all, it was his first time here, and the whole family were Gryffindor, so his Slytherin identity made him a little nervous.

With his Backpack on and petting the dragon, Aaron headed towards the Burrow.

Only after getting close did he truly understand what Draco meant by being extremely poor.

The Burrow looked like a few small houses pieced together by magic, crooked and leaning, supported by a few pillars in the middle, with a few chimneys emitting smoke on top.

There is a garden, but there are probably more weeds than flowers, and there are also many harmful garden animals, Gnome.

There was a small pond, but just by listening to the sounds, you could tell that there were more frogs than fish; it was practically a frog pond.

Upon closer inspection, you can see a pigsty made of stones, with several white pigs inside, as well as a number of free-range chickens.

"Call!"

Aaron looked at the sign in front of the house that read "The Burrow" and breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that he hadn't come to the wrong place.

Like the Malfoy family, the Weasley family have distinct characteristics: one is incredibly poor, while the other is extremely wealthy.

It stands out from the crowd; you can spot it immediately when it's placed among a pile of houses.