A Second Run Away From Home After Careful Consideration

From late at night until dawn, Aaron tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

After he learned more advanced Driving Skill, his thick-skinned and ruthless ancestors made an exception and gave him a week's vacation.

Even Jeans, the dutiful Butler who had watched him grow up, did not object to this and took even better care of him than usual.

This experience can be described in four words: after hardship comes happiness.

After two years of classes and tutoring, Aaron Gaius finally made it through and enjoyed a real Summer Holiday.

But the good days came too suddenly, so suddenly that he felt it was somewhat Reality Stone.

Then, thinking about his father's impending return home, he immediately realized that this was definitely not a sign of the end of suffering, but rather a kind of final humor from a doctor to a terminally ill cancer patient. "Eat whatever you want!"

Aaron was nervous, but he didn't show it on the surface. Instead, he tried his best to act like an excited thirteen-year-old.

He had been pretending for six days straight and was confident that he hadn't given himself away.

But now, with less than twelve hours left before Vico and Lisana return home, he has to make an important decision: to run away from home.

Although the ancestor of Weihert was not optimistic about this second escape, he was really unwilling to give up without trying.

He didn't want to do this, because it seemed to be something that all successors had to go through, in other words, it was his inescapable fate.

However, the unusual behavior of his ancestors and Butler these past few days inexplicably instilled a sense of fear in him—a fear of the unknown.

He wasn't ready yet, so he could only try to escape for now.

Aaron looked at the 6:30 o'clock display on the alarm clock, took several deep breaths, and sat up in bed.

"Abei, wake up."

A cute white head peeked out from under the covers, followed by two white claws and a pair of white wings with a hint of blue.

"I've put away the original Galleon, Sickle, Knut."

Besides these, how much funding did you raise?

Abei into the air and opened his pockets with his two claws.

Splash!

A shower of gold coins fell on the bedside table, piling up into a small heap, roughly estimated to be over two hundred.

These are genuine gold coins, offering much better value than Gold Galleons. With this wealth, they could live a carefree life for a long time.

"How come there's only so little?"

Aaron looked at the Dragon Cub with confusion, wondering if it had changed its nature.

Ever since he ran away last time, the warehouse has been under strict guard by Jeans. He even cast a spell on it, treating them like thieves.

You can go in if you want, and you can take things if you want, but the Butler needs to know.

They didn't have much money when they returned from Hogwarts, and they needed funds to escape.

After careful consideration, Aaron gritted his teeth and took the key to the vault on a dark and stormy night, hanging it around Abei's neck.

Logically speaking, given the dragons' love for gold, it's impossible that they would stop after taking only two hundred pieces; they wouldn't stop until they've filled a small mountain.

Abei poked her paws in frustration, "If I take too much, it'll be discovered, Butler will be very angry."

Aaron was so angry he laughed. He was sure that compared to running away a second time, carrying a few more gold coins was nothing.

"Never mind, the funding is much more than last year," Aaron said helplessly, then looked at Abei with a serious expression. "You know my plans, and I know you'll stick with me through thick and thin."

But the consequences this time could be quite serious. Not only will Jeans be furious, but even Vico and the others will be very upset, so..."

"So the guy decided not to take me with him?"

Abei was extremely excited, looking at Aaron with bright, piercing eyes, desperately hoping for a positive answer, even just a nod.

Aaron's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't expected that even the Dragon Cub he had raised would be so pessimistic about this operation.

"Of course not." Aaron gave Abei a disdainful look. "What I mean is that you have to cooperate with me and hide your Fantastic Beasts features."

This time we have no Backpack, no tents, nothing but funds. If you accidentally give yourself away, then it's game over.

Abei nodded in disappointment; it seemed he had no choice but to board this dilapidated ship that was on the verge of sinking.

"It's almost time, let's go down for lunch!" Aaron said wearily. "Remember, just like yesterday, don't let yourself be a starving ghost."

Abei scratched his head, looking somewhat bewildered.

It's not that it doesn't want to, but it's been letting loose these past few days, acting like a starving ghost every day.

"I really can't do it!"

That's exactly what I did yesterday!

Aaron patted his forehead, looked at Abei's tearful eyes, and waved his hand helplessly, "Whatever!"

The two arrived at the restaurant, where Jeans was waiting for them with a beaming smile, followed by a House Elf pushing a large food cart.

"Young Master is very punctual, which is a very good habit."

Aaron, not wanting to listen to this nonsense, yawned boredly. "When is my father coming back?"

"Jia'er said it would be in the afternoon."

"I know it's afternoon, but could you be more specific?" Aaron said speechlessly. This was crucial to his escape plan, so he couldn't leave without asking for details.

"If nothing unexpected happens, around four o'clock."

"Is that so? There's still time. Looks like I'll have to go to Diagon Alley in a bit."

Jeans' heart skipped a beat, and he asked somewhat nervously, "Young Master, what are you doing in Diagon Alley?"

"I know what you're worried about, but I won't run away this time." Aaron glanced at him dismissively and said matter-of-factly, "I'm going to prepare a gift for them. It's been almost a year since we last saw each other, so I have to show my filial piety!"

You can follow me anytime, anywhere, so you can rest assured!

Jeans breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered the House Elf serve the food.

Although something felt off, the young master couldn't possibly have run away right under the nose of Grand Archmage like him!

As soon as all the dishes were served, Abei jumped onto the table and eagerly pounced on a large pork knuckle, gnawing on it while glancing at the other plates.

Aside from a few dishes that Aaron likes to eat, it doesn't intend to waste the rest of the food.

After all, once this meal is over, the next one might not be as lavish.

Aaron watched helplessly as his pet devoured its food, feeling a headache coming on as he ate.

With Abei's appetite, if he eats well and drinks good food, a single meal would cost him a gold coin.

This time, it's estimated that it will be away from home for about a month, and its food expenses alone account for half of its budget.

Besides these, there are countless other places where money is needed. After covering food, clothing, housing, and transportation, half a gold coin would probably be barely enough.

After having breakfast, Aaron carried Abei and arrived at the Diagon Alley Small Shop via Floo Powder.

Jeans naturally stayed close by, confident that he wouldn't fall twice in the same place.

Aaron pretended to stroll around the street, but his eyes were actually choosing a suitable route.

"Uncle Jeans, Hogwarts is having Divination this semester, so I need a book of Prophecy and the corresponding magical tools."

"Understood." Jeans nodded with a smile. "Your book list includes ' Unfogging the Future,' and I will also prepare a beautiful Crystal Ball for you."

Besides the Divination, there are also "Yokai and Monster Book of Monsters", "Intermediate Transfiguration", "Standard Spells Level 3", and so on.

"Young master, you can rest assured, I have already prepared all these things."

"That's good." Aaron said with satisfaction, feeling a little relieved.

Those ancestors were exceptionally tight-lipped. Whenever he inquired about secrets he wanted to know, they would look at him with gloating eyes, yet remain silent, making him feel uneasy.

But Jeans was easier to fool. Since he had prepared for the next semester's course in advance, it meant that his upcoming encounter with the secrets of the secrets wouldn't be too dangerous.

Although it may be malicious, at least he can return to school safely, which is great news.

"By the way, the Gaius family has produced many talented people over the past thousands of years. Doesn't it have anyone who is proficient in Divination?"

"This..." Jeans for a while, "I can only tell you that such a person exists, and his Prophecy accuracy is as high as 99%.

But the specifics... I signed a contract, but you'll find out soon enough.

Aaron:...

Why is it another contract?

It's a truly versatile, perfunctory yet impeccable excuse.

Aaron, remembering the good news he had just received, suppressed his anger and continued walking forward until he saw a towering white building.

"Gringotts?" Jeans raised an eyebrow. "Young master, if I may be so bold, there's no need to spend so much money on gifts for your wife and children."

A book, a bouquet of flowers, a piece of clothing—anything would do. The most important thing is that the Gaius family truly lacks nothing, especially... money.

"I know, but this is my own business."

It would be more meaningful to buy my parents a more precious gift with the money I earn myself."Aaron weighed his pockets and winked at Abei as he walked toward Gringotts.

Abei nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with determination.

The moment Aaron and Jeans stepped across the Gringotts threshold, it leaped out of Aaron's arms and headed straight for a deep alley, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Abei!" Aaron called out urgently and chased after him.

Oh, no.

"Wait, young master."

Jeans immediately followed, he was really anxious, because the alley that Abei rushed into was called Knockturn Alley, and at least eight out of ten people there were Dark Wizard.

Among them were some outlaws, who would certainly give the Gaius family face.

With the young master's current strength, he can barely protect himself, and there are two Guardian secretly following him, so in theory there shouldn't be any accidents.

But it's better to be safe than sorry!

If the young master gets injured, it will be entirely his responsibility. Will he have a good time when the master and madam return?

No, I have to teach Abei a lesson when I get back. I'll starve him for at least three days.

Why not run earlier or later? Why wait until near the entrance of Gringotts, close to the entrance of Knockturn Alley, to run?

And young master, you've been running a shop in Diagon Alley for several years, don't you know how dangerous Knockturn Alley is?

Thinking about this, Jeans suddenly realized something, his steps unconsciously slowed down, and his expression became particularly interesting.

Wortefa... Young Master hasn't run away again, has he?