The Tradition of Early Marriage, a Weapon Gift Pack

At Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, the Hogwarts Express stopped in the evening.

Aaron emerged from the partition with his stroller and pet, where Jeans was waiting for him as usual, and took the suitcase from him.

"Um... Uncle Jeans, I'm going on another trip this holiday, right?" Aaron asked somewhat awkwardly after getting into the car.

"Miss Adrian told you?" Jeans immediately realized this and nodded with a complicated expression. "The third crystal in the Secret Chamber has lit up, which means that you need to embark on your next journey within a day, young master."

"That's only two days!" Aaron said with a look of utter despair. "I haven't even recovered from the trauma of the last trip, and now another one has come."

"This timing is normal," Jeans explained earnestly. "According to the Gaius family's history, on average, every two to three years, outstanding descendants would go to other worlds to broaden their experience and leave behind the Gaius name."

Of course, if the young master is unwilling, he can marry the God of Magic or inherit the position of clan leader; he can choose either one.

"Becoming the God of Magic requires a great deal of time, and inheriting the position of clan leader is currently impossible. The simplest solution is marriage, but unfortunately, the arranged marriage between the young master and Miss Clea has been postponed."

Aaron's lips twitched violently, and he waved his hand, saying, "It's not a pity, not at all."

A 10-year-old going on a blind date? How could you even think of that?

Early marriage is almost a tradition in the Gaius family, and besides, arranged marriages are not the same as weddings.

The correct process is: blind date, engagement, marriage, and having a baby.

"Enough." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly. "Don't talk to me about tradition. My ancestors were not strong-willed and entered the grave of marriage so early."

Don't compare me to them. I might not be as good as them in other areas, but they definitely can't beat me in this one.

Upon hearing this, Jeans gave a meaningful smile, "Many people initially shared the same thoughts as the young master, but later..."

"But they couldn't take it anymore, right?" Aaron chimed in, a hint of disdain in his voice. "They obediently came back to accept the blind dates arranged by their families."

"That's only a very small minority. Most people pursue their own love and complete their marriage in other worlds."

"Wortefa..."

Aaron suddenly felt like he had discovered a new continent. He suddenly understood why his family genealogy was so messy. No wonder he had never even heard of many of the women's surnames.

"They... surely they wouldn't go that far?"

"The flow of time is different," Jeans explained casually. "It's okay to stay in another world for a month or two, but it's quite normal to meet someone you like if you stay for seven or eight months, a dozen months, dozens of months, or even a hundred months."

Aaron forced a smile, having nothing to say.

He might be able to handle a dozen cubic meters, but hundreds... he's not a monk, getting married and having children is inevitable.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that accepting blind dates wasn't so bad after all; his mother's judgment was quite good, and he could avoid a lot of detours.

But then he thought about it again and put the idea out of his head.

He's still young and doesn't want to give anyone a fast-forward, so he'll just let things take their course!

By the time we returned to Gaius Castle, it was completely dark.

Vico and Lisana had other things to do, so they didn't go home, something Aaron was already used to.

"Uncle Jeans, if I may ask, when am I leaving this time?"

"It's up to you, young master, but we can't delay too long," Jeans said humanely. "I suggest you wait for the clan leader and the others to return so you can meet them before you set off."

"Yes." Aaron nodded. "When will they be back?"

"Three days later."

Aaron blinked blankly, then sneered, "Uncle Jeans, you're so funny."

You told me to rest for three days, and then we could set off.

Jeans paused for a moment, then awkwardly laughed and said, "The time for the image is a bit tight."

"Is that a little bit?" Aaron said sarcastically, dissatisfied. "The Triwizard Tournament ended less than a week ago. You should know what I went through. It was incredibly tiring."

"You only let him rest for three days? Is this how you treat your young master?"

"I apologize, young master, it was my carelessness."

"How about a month?" Jeans asked tentatively. "A month should be enough for the young master to rest. Any longer would be too much; the family's mission must be completed."

"That's more like it, I can barely accept it."

"Yes, then I will immediately arrange the class schedule for the next month for the young master."

"Classes? Timetable?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, his face twitching slightly. "You mean I have to attend tutoring classes for a month before I leave for the journey?"

"Yes," Jeans said bluntly. "Young Master can rest for a few days after he returns, but it would be better not to waste time before setting off."

I watched the young master's battle with the Death Eater up close. His application of various spells was quite good, but his combat skills were worse than I expected.

Therefore, the upcoming class schedule will be modified accordingly, so please be prepared, young master.

"Tch! I was just stalling for time." Aaron glared at Jeans and continued, "So that certain people could get over in time after receiving my distress signal."

Fighting and acting at the same time must be exhausting, otherwise I'm confident I could have killed over 80% of the Death Eater.

But I never expected that I had misplaced my trust.

Some people arrived much earlier, but they only showed up when my life was in danger.

Jeans paused slightly, carefully recalling Aaron's battle that day. The thrilling scene did indeed seem to carry a hint of perfunctoriness.

Realizing this, Jeans immediately changed his expression, saying awkwardly yet politely, "Young Master, this is a misunderstanding. Your holiday schedule won't be that strict."

Aside from a few essential courses, you can arrange the rest yourself.

Aaron rolled his eyes. He knew he couldn't beat them now, otherwise he would definitely have found a way to fight back.

The alarm clock rang precisely at six o'clock in the morning.

Aaron sat up in bed and lazily yawned.

It's still more comfortable to sleep at home, and you don't have to worry about so many trivial things.

After a quick breakfast, Aaron took Abei and followed Jeans into the forge.

Argus was hammering a Longsword that shimmered with a milky-white light. A deep, resonant hum echoed throughout the forging room, creating a vast and powerful sound.

The crimson magma formed red patterns, and with each hammer blow, wisps of crimson light seeped into the sword.

After an unknown amount of time, Argus finally stopped what he was doing and threw the sword into the furnace.

"Huh? I thought it was finished?" Aaron said with a regretful look.

"You're dreaming. That's just a sword prototype, not even a half-finished product," Argus poured cold water on Aaron's enthusiasm. "Divine Artifact isn't just about being indestructible; it also needs special abilities..."

"I've crafted this piece for you, and while it's close to the pinnacle of crafting, it's still far from complete. It requires even more rare materials."

Aaron nodded, then gave Abei a wink.

With a reluctant expression, Holy Dragon pulled out Heavy Silver and Fire Element Crystal from his pocket.

A glint of light flashed in Argus's eyes, and he quickly took the two pieces of ore into his hands. "With these two sword blanks, we can barely finish it."

"What else?" Aaron urged Abei, "Hurry up and bring it out!"

It poked at each other with its two chevron claws and struggled for a while before finally managing to remove a glass bottle.

"Phoenix Tears, I think this might be of some use."

Argus pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded. "It is indeed useful, but the amount is too small. Otherwise, it could have been given certain special properties."

"I'll find a way to get more." Aaron gritted his teeth, feeling that he couldn't sympathize with Fawkes too much. For the sake of his divine Divine Artifact, it was only right for Phoenix to shed a few more tears.

"No need," Argus laughed. "Lant has enough Spirit Elixir to replace Phoenix Tears."

Aaron secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, bullying Fawkes would have to get past Dumbledore. He could get away with it once or twice, but if it happened too often, the old man would turn on him.

"Ancestor, have you prepared those firearms I requested?"

"Almost." Argus snapped his fingers, and countless intricate parts floated in mid-air. "You've got everything you need here, what's missing..."

"Blood, I know."

Aaron immediately slashed his palm, and some of the crimson blood flew out from the wound and was absorbed by the magic array on the part.

Argus raised an eyebrow, waved his hand, and all the parts assembled automatically.

After a while, revolvers, automatic pistols, Light Sniper Rifle, and heavy sniper rifles floated in front of Aaron.

"A revolver has a six-round capacity and is slightly less powerful than Flintlock Gun, but its advantage is that it is much easier to replace ammunition."

I've redesigned the automatic pistol; it has a sixteen-round magazine, but the magic circle on top can convert magic into ammunition.

Theoretically, as long as there is enough magic power, the bullets are unlimited. Of course, these bullets are definitely not as powerful as enchanted bullets.

Light Sniper Rifle rifles have a long range and are easy to operate, while heavy sniper rifles have an even longer range but are not as easy to use.

You'll have to figure it out yourself on your own.

Aaron nodded repeatedly, inspecting each firearm one by one. The comfortable texture and exquisite appearance made him fall in love with them.

There's also a shooting range in the Zheng family's secret Secret Chamber, so the head of the family can test the performance of these guns.

Having obtained the weapons he had longed for, Aaron was overjoyed and left the Secret Chamber with a satisfied smile on his face.

Aaron went to the other secret Secret Chamber in order to greet the more than twenty ancestors, asking them to check if his skills had deteriorated, and also began his learning tasks for the year.

Magic Array are a compulsory course, and both Jeans and Aaron attach great importance to this type of magic. In addition, medicine and botany have also been added to this year's curriculum.