Lost and Found Again, Healing Ability

"Finally, there is a more serious matter." A hint of helplessness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. "At the Ministry of Magic's request, Hogwarts will be guarded by Dementor from Azkaban until Sirius Black Black is arrested."

Dementor will be stationed at every entrance to the school. Although I have been assured that their presence will not disrupt our daily studies, I must warn you that Dementor are ferocious creatures that do not distinguish between those they hunt and those who stand in their way.

Therefore, I must warn everyone here not to give them a reason to harm you.

The Dementor doesn't know what forgiveness is, but we can always find happiness, even in the darkest times, as long as you remember to keep the light on.

After finishing his brief remarks, Dumbledore arranged for a banquet to begin.

The Long Table was filled with plates and glasses of various foods, and almost everyone began to feast.

Aaron took a few Pumpkin Pasties and a serving of French fries and began to eat them slowly.

Abei, on the other hand, jumped onto the dining table, taking advantage of his status as the group's darling, eating the steak on his plate, looking at the chicken leg on the table, and thinking about the snacks that others couldn't finish.

"I can't believe Dumbledore agreed to let Dementor into the school," Draco said, annoyed. "They're Azkaban's most vicious guards."

My dad said that being targeted by them is worse than death.

"It is indeed quite depressing, but it's not that bad," Aaron said calmly. "Even if Dementor attack students, they will only attack those who lack happiness in their hearts."

"Harry Potter, for example?" Pansy Parkinson, sitting across from Draco, quipped. "I heard he was attacked by Dementor on a train and passed out."

"He didn't faint," Aaron said, but seeing the interested looks on the faces of the people around him, he added, "I'm telling the truth."

"That's such a shame," Draco said with regret. "I thought I could give Potter a good talking-to!"

"Draco," Aaron sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Just how much do you dislike Harry Potter?"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"For your sake, I'll only scare him a little."

Aaron sighed softly. For the past two years Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter had been locked in a love-hate relationship, and he had always been the one to mediate, either in the middle or afterward, but with little effect.

After enjoying the delicious food, Dumbledore announced that everyone could go to bed, and then they gradually returned to the Common Room.

"The password is Leader." Prefect Niall looked at the Slytherin, especially the Silva, from the doorway. "If there are any changes, I will inform everyone in time."

After passing through the cave entrance, Niall led the first-year students on a tour of the Common Room, telling them how great and proud Slytherin was, while the older students returned to their respective dormitories.

The first thing Aaron and Abei did upon arriving in their room was to check a piece of clothing they had left there more than a month ago. Abei almost burst into tears of joy when he saw the pockets overflowing with food.

Originally, there wouldn't have been so much left, but plans can't keep up with changes. When Aaron went on his journey to another world, he took away the Thought Form, so the consumption of resources was only a quarter of what was expected.

Aaron looked at Abei, who was holding the granary with a smug expression, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Are you happy?"

Abei nodded like a chick pecking at rice and immediately put on the clothes that had been enchanted with Undetectable Extension Charm.

"No, I'll keep it for now and leave it when I have a holiday this year."

Abei's enthusiastic mood was instantly dampened; it was as if a dark cloud was floating above its head, and snowflakes kept falling from the cloud.

"Take it easy," Aaron comforted her. "You gain some, you lose some!"

Abei raised her head, her big, watery eyes looking at Aaron. "Master lied to the dragon. Jeans taught me that word is clearly 'gained and then lost'."

Aaron:...

"At least the food you stored up for this school year can still be preserved!"

"But we can't save that much." Abei said, on the verge of tears. Aaron had solemnly warned it at the end of last semester not to mess with the kitchen or accept food from other Warlock.

In other words, it can only rely on stockpiling food for three meals a day, which is incredibly slow.

It's a pity that we just found the big granary, but I guess it won't be ours anymore once we've had a chance to enjoy it.

"Good boy." Aaron picked it up. "Today, your master will tell you a great lesson: as a dragon, you must learn to be content."

Everything you have is mine, and everything you hoard is mine too.

Abei paused for a moment, then jumped out of Aaron's arms, buried her head in the blanket, and began to sob softly, her meaning crystal clear: her master was bullying the dragon.

"I'm really scared of you. I'll trade you something!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Abei stopped crying immediately.

It leaped heavily in front of Aaron, its resentful gaze replaced by surprise.

"I've only been gone for half a month, and your ability to change your expression has improved by leaps and bounds!" Aaron exclaimed speechlessly.

Abei proudly raised her paw, "How can I get a normal portion of food from the Butler without some skill? But he still ruthlessly stopped my midnight snack."

"Hehe!" Aaron's lips twitched. He felt that Abei basically met the conditions for free-range breeding and could do well even if he were thrown into a wild dragon herd.

"System, open the Attribute Panel."

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magical Energy: 9704 (High-level Archmage, a top-tier combatant in the Magic World)]

[Talent: Once in a Millennium (Increases Magical Energy by 4 points per day)]

[Items: Moon Drop (2/3 can remove any negative spells), Resurrection Potion (can revive any creature that died within an hour), Magic Carpet]

[Magic Points: 2400]

"A full two thousand four hundred points?"

Aaron nodded slightly. The number wasn't too high, but it was definitely enough for Abei to evolve again.

Having experienced a journey to another world, he clearly recognized the potential of dragons.

Once Abei evolves to the level of Smaug, a walking calamity, he'll be able to roam freely in the Magic World. Even if Voldemort were to return to his prime, he'd still have to show him respect.

Thinking of this, Aaron looked at Bi Abei with longing in his eyes, and then checked its Attribute Panel.

[Pet: Abei]

[Race: Dragon (Saint: Awakening)]

[Magical Energy: 1438 (Increases by a little every day, with unlimited potential; the king among Dragon Cub)]

[Innate Abilities: Flight, Dragon Breath,???]

"Oh my!"

Why does this number carry such a strong sense of sarcasm? Aaron clicked his tongue speechlessly, then conjured up some Magic Points and added them to Abei.

As his Magical Energy rapidly increased, breaking through the bottleneck of three thousand, a layer of monstrous light emanated from Abei's body, and the entire dragon excitedly circled on the ceiling.

A dozen seconds later, it excitedly flew down and landed in front of Aaron with a grin.

Aaron flicked it on the forehead. "Be serious."

Abei immediately stopped smiling and squatted down where he was.

How big can it get now?

"Ten meters." Abei stood tall and proud. It was just that the dormitory was a little small, so it dared not transform, otherwise it would definitely dazzle people's eyes.

Aaron raised an eyebrow and then checked Abei's Attribute Panel.

[Pet: Abei]

[Race: Dragon (Saint: Awakening)]

[Magical Energy: 3000 (Increases by a little every day, with unlimited potential; a king among Young Dragon)]

[Talented Abilities: Flight, Dragon Breath, Healing,???]

When Aaron saw the third talent skill on the panel, his mouth practically stretched to the back of his head in a wide grin.

He doesn't know much healing magic right now, and if he gets injured, he can only heal through Muggle methods, but he didn't expect Abei to be able to make up for this shortcoming for him.

After thinking for a moment, Aaron took out his Wand and made a cut on his hand, from which blood gushed out.

Upon seeing this, Abei immediately became anxious.

Without Aaron's prompting, a small ochre Magic Array appeared in Aaron's palm.

The wound on his hand healed rapidly within seconds, leaving no trace of the scar.

"This is amazing." Aaron smiled with satisfaction, having already made a simple assessment of Abei's healing abilities in his mind. As long as it wasn't a missing arm or leg or a terminal illness, it should be able to cure it.

Abei breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Aaron with some annoyance, "You shouldn't do such dangerous things again."

"Don't worry, I have a sip."

"Even a small cut won't work. This time you cut your palm, which I can still heal, but if you cut your neck, I can't heal you."

"You think I'm that stupid?" Aaron rolled his eyes. He wasn't done living yet; he wouldn't end his life so hastily.

"That's good." Abei patted his heart, as if he had just recovered from the shock.

Aaron's face darkened, and he picked up its clothes and put it in the basket, saying, "Go to sleep."

The alarm clock rang precisely at 10 o'clock the next morning.

Aaron opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was to Sign-in for the day.

Only then did I wash my face and rinse my mouth, change into a clean Warlock's robe, and prepare for class.

He removed the Demon Sealing Ring from his hand, carefully sensed its full-power magic, and then manifested his Thought Form.

"It feels awful to have half my power," Aaron chuckled, shrugging. "Right now, I'm only a high-ranking Magus; I don't feel very secure!"

"Same to you," the Thought Form said calmly, then picked up the timetable on the table. "How many elective courses should I take?"

"Let's decide based on the schedule! I'll choose one, and you can choose another one," Aaron said, adding, "Don't forget about the Magic Array."

"I knew it." The Thought Form shrugged. "Give it to me. This semester I can at least cast advanced Magic Array instantly, and I'll keep practicing ultimate Magic Array."

Aaron nodded, picked up Abei, and headed towards the Great Hall.

The abilities of the Thought Form are the same as his, so there's nothing to worry about at all.

Moreover, he had already used the Thought Form at school last semester, so he had some experience. As long as he didn't appear in the same place at the same time, the possibility of being exposed was almost zero.