Grandfather Didn't Return, but Eldest Sister Did

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The knocking woke Aaron from his sleep, and he groggily opened his eyes.

The past two weeks have taken a toll on him. He had to endure Weihert's spiritual treatment every day, and although Lant's elixir was effective, it would take him until the next day to recover.

However, Abei's treatment can significantly reduce this time. Fortunately, Jeans is unaware that Abei has awakened this ability, otherwise his schedule would probably have to be adjusted.

Putting everything else aside, Jeans could definitely pull off adding a few more courses.

Aaron yawned and opened the door with a sigh. "There's no need to bother me so early in the morning! I said I was resting today."

"I'm sorry, young master," Jeans said apologetically, "But the head of the family and his wife are returning today. Would you like to go and pick them up?"

"Today?" Aaron looked at Jeans with a strange expression, his eyes wide with disbelief. "I thought you had a change of heart and that's why you gave me a day off. It seems I was overthinking it."

Jeans gave an awkward laugh. "They'll be back at noon, and young master Lyon has already decided to go to the train station."

"I didn't say I wasn't going!" Aaron said. If nothing unexpected happens, his grandfather will also be back. With the old man in charge, he will definitely have a good time during this holiday.

After breakfast, Lyon sat on the sofa and started reading today's Daily Prophet, while Aaron stroked his dragon, thinking about how to tell his grandfather about his bitter experiences over the past few years.

"The Quidditch World Cup." Lyon glanced at the two Quidditch teams in the newspaper and chuckled. "The biggest tournament in the Magic World today. Interested in going to watch?"

"I'd love to go, but it's not up to me!"

"I almost forgot that someone has to go to tutoring classes." Lyon chuckled. "But since Uncle and Aunt are coming back today, as long as we behave ourselves, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Let's hope so!

"Young Master, we'll be leaving in an hour. If possible, please change your clothes." Jeans said as he walked over.

"There's no need for that!" Lyon frowned slightly. "My aunt and uncle never care about these things."

"It's probably because my grandfather is coming back," Aaron said calmly. "It's been a long time since I've seen him, so it's only right that I dress up properly."

"I see."

Jeans was completely bewildered. "The old patriarch didn't come back with us."

"What the heck?" Aaron turned to look at him in surprise. "When I came back from Hogwarts, didn't you say that it wasn't just my father who was coming back?"

Who else could it be but my grandfather?

"Uh... I never said it was the old patriarch." Jeans said with a complicated expression. "It's Miss Adrian. She's just returned from her vacation."

Lyon spat out the tea he had half-drunk, and the House Elf immediately came over and cleaned the floor.

Aaron couldn't help but swallow. His grandfather, who would stand up for him, hadn't returned, but his eldest sister, whom he both respected and feared, had. The contrast was rather stark.

"Haha!" Lyon chuckled, then put down his teacup. "Uncle Jeans, if I may ask, she probably doesn't know I'm here!"

"Uncertain, but highly probable."

Even if she didn't know beforehand, it was inevitable that she would talk about Young Master Lyon while traveling on the same train as the head of the family and his wife.

"Understood." Lyon took a deep breath and stood up from the sofa. "I'll go change my clothes right now."

Aaron took a moment to recover before asking with difficulty, "She probably doesn't know about the ridiculous things that happened between me and Clea, right?"

Jeans smiled without saying a word, but his gloating eyes betrayed his true thoughts.

Aaron was silent for a moment, then stood up from the sofa. "Wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes too."

Aaron hurriedly led Abei back to the bedroom, Aaron a few pieces of clothing from the closet, and stuffed them directly into Abei's pockets.

In addition, there was Crystal Ball on the table, and notes on sealing magic and special defensive magic that Weihert had taught him.

He stopped running away and became unruly. He could still handle his father's return, but he really couldn't withstand his older sister's oppressive aura.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Jeans blocking the entrance with a smug smile on his face.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

Damn it! They can block me like this?

Aaron cursed inwardly, but feigned anger on the surface. "Jeans, don't you think you're being a bit nosy? I don't need to report to you where I go!"

"Of course, it's the young master's prerogative to go wherever he wants," Jeans said calmly. "But let me remind you, Miss Adrian might be unhappy if she doesn't see you right away."

Gollum!

Aaron released his grip, and Abei fell from his arms onto the floor.

"Fine!" Aaron gritted his teeth. "What's meant to happen will happen sooner or later. If it's a blessing in disguise, it won't be a curse; if it's a curse, you can't escape it."

"Young Master understands."

Jeans secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Aaron had been determined to run away, he might not have been able to stop him.

They've already served twice, so a third time wouldn't matter, but this third time absolutely cannot happen while the other two families are visiting.

"Go and prepare the car first, I'll be there in a bit."

"Yes."

After Jeans left, Aaron picked up Abei and quickly headed towards Lyon's room.

After waiting at the door for a few minutes, the door suddenly opened, and Lyon walked out pulling a suitcase.

"Hey! Where are you headed?" Aaron said sarcastically. "If our family has failed to provide adequate hospitality, you should have said so. Why did you just leave without saying goodbye?"

"Get out of the way."

Aaron pressed down on his suitcase with one hand, looked him straight in the eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't leave me behind."

Hearing this, Lyon rolled his eyes and said with a wry smile, "Fine! Let's run together and get through this period of time, then we should be safe."

"That won't do." Aaron shook his head. "She already knows we're home."

"Then you can do whatever you want, this isn't my home."

Moreover, as the heir of the Darwen Family, I am also very busy.

The ruins of Atlantis still await my discovery, and though I'm reluctant to leave, I must go.

"You... it shouldn't matter if you leave a few hours later, right?" Aaron said with a bitter expression. "If nothing unexpected happens, she should be here for Clea's sake."

"Why do you think I'm in such a hurry to leave?" Lyon retorted. "I've thought very carefully about your relationship with my sister; I'll let things take their course."

But I have no idea what my older sister is thinking. What if she insists that I give my opinion?

"Just telling the truth!"

"I can be honest with you, but can I be honest with her?" Lyon said with a wry smile. "She cares about Clea more than I do, her own brother. If my answer doesn't satisfy her..."

"Calm down, calm down," Aaron quickly comforted her. "My older sister is usually very reasonable, and we haven't seen each other for years. She won't lay a hand on you in front of my parents."

Besides, can you hide from today and hide from tomorrow?

"It's better to die later than to die sooner!"

"There's a saying that goes, 'A short pain is better than a long one,'" Aaron said earnestly. "We're not the same people we used to be. If she really wants to make a move, she might not be able to beat us."

Lyon was taken aback. "Are you serious?"

Aaron didn't answer, but simply nodded heavily.

"Damn it." Lyon pushed his suitcase back into the room and sighed, "Consider it for my sister's sake!"

"Thank you!" Aaron said sincerely. It was impossible not to be moved that someone had shared half of his burden.

More than an hour later, Jeans drove the two of them to the station.

A red train slowly came to a stop at the platform. As more and more people got off the train, Aaron and Lyon's mood grew heavier and heavier.

Finally, Vico and Lisana came out, each carrying a suitcase, chatting and laughing as they walked over.

Behind the two was a beautiful girl who attracted almost everyone's attention the moment she appeared.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, flowing like a black waterfall. Her face was dignified and beautiful, her eyes like autumn water. In particular, her undeniable elegance made her appear even more extraordinary.

However, besides being beautiful and charming, she also exudes an aura that keeps people at a distance, causing those who want to get to know her to hesitate.

Jeans got out of the driver's seat, helped the three of them put their luggage in the trunk, and respectfully opened the car door.

Jeans's Undetectable Extension Charm is far superior to that of Arthur Weasley's. The car's interior is a huge space, understatedly luxurious, and fully functional.

"You've become even more beautiful in the years I haven't seen you," Aaron said sincerely.

"You're still as good with words as ever," Adrian chuckled. "I heard from your aunt and uncle that you went to Hogwarts?"

"This is the best decision I've ever made," Aaron said bluntly, glancing at Vico and Lisana.

In the Magic World, not every child has to go to magic school. Warlock families with the means will hire professional tutors. Their teaching level may not be as good as that of school professors, but with one-on-one tutoring, what they learn is no worse than what is taught in school.

Ancient Warlock families like theirs have internal traditions, and they may not value the knowledge taught in schools; whether or not they attend school is entirely up to their mood.

But Aaron absolutely did not regret his decision, because if he had stayed at home, he would have been completely managed by the dozen or so teachers and a dutiful Butler.

"Sister, have some water." Lyon handed a glass of warm water to Adrian, then sat down. "I completely agree with what Aaron said. The Gaius Family's learning model is much more brutal."

"I can barely accept being serious, but cruel... isn't that a bit too much?" Vico said with dissatisfaction.

"Uncle, you didn't see how badly Aaron looked after being beaten these past few days."

Weihert was truly ruthless when he got going; he'd been living like that for almost half a month.

"It's pretty tough," Vico said dismissively. "He's different from you guys. If he suffers a little now, he'll suffer less later."

Although Lisana felt sorry for him, she still nodded in agreement.

She also agreed to Jeans ' schedule, and the fact that her son would be beaten was with their permission.

Aaron:...

I guess I'm not a close friend after all!