Chapter 126 Small Goals for Half a Year

Aaron took a deep breath and placed an order for the Disillusion Spell, spending 100 magic points to get this spell that can make him invisible.

A blank space appeared again in the magic product column, but Aaron couldn't help but laugh when he felt the principle and application of the Disillusion Spell in his mind.

From today on, invisibility is no longer limited to the amount of the invisibility potion. He can be invisible whenever he wants. This magic will provide him with considerable convenience in his future life.

As for the skill of the Thought Body, Aaron was also greedy, but the four-digit price was there, almost seven times his current assets.

This is the pain of having no money. When you encounter something you want, you can only look at it but can't buy it.

However, the things in the mall are clearly marked with prices, and there will be no expiration. What belongs to him will be his sooner or later.

Aaron silently encouraged himself in his heart and made plans to accumulate capital.

School will start in two days. Signing in at Hogwarts for one day is ten magic points. As long as you sign in diligently and resist the urge to spend in the process, you can complete a small goal within half a year.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a knock on the door, and Dobby asked a little stiffly: "Sir, can I come in?"

"Come in!"

Dobby pushed a small cart into the room and put seven or eight plates on the table.

"This is dinner for you and your pet. Do you like it?

If it's not enough, I'll prepare it."

Abe looked at Aaron, hesitated for a while, and silently raised a paw: Can you double it?

Aaron's mouth twitched, and he decisively rejected this shameless request.

This is not his own home. If he really eats so much, it will be difficult for Lucius and Narcissa not to find out the problem. He doesn't want more people to know that he has a dragon.

"No, I'm satisfied.

You go down first! I'll come back to clean up tomorrow when I leave."

"Okay, Dobby will leave now." The house elf said politely, silently exited the room, and gently closed the door.

"Don't wait, there are only two of us here." Aaron patted Abe's head, "Eat if you want to, no need to be so restrained."

Abe was stunned for a moment, quickly jumped onto the table, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

After eating a plate, Abe smacked his lips with satisfaction, but glanced at Aaron with a guilty conscience.

Seeing that the owner didn't say anything, it also let itself go, sitting on the table and started eating like a hungry beast.

There were a total of eight plates, and it only left two for Aaron, and ate all the rest.

"You are really rude, I really can't expect you to have any success in eating." Aaron didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took Abe aside, cast a spell to clean the table, and then picked up the knife and fork to eat elegantly.

......

The next day, Aaron opened his eyes and slowly sat up from the bed.

Looking at the sunshine outside, he lazily stretched while sighing that he woke up naturally, "Another day full of hope, sign in."

"Congratulations to the host for getting a magic point."

"It's better than nothing! One step closer to the small goal." Aaron murmured, and he was mentally prepared for this number.

He walked out of the room holding Abe and saw Dobby waiting for him here.

"Why are you here? What's the matter?"

"This is the master's order." Dobby explained, "The master asked me to stay here so that I can serve the distinguished guests at any time."

Aaron frowned, "How long have you been here?"

"I have been here since about ten o'clock last night.

But don't worry, sir, I didn't do anything rude."

"Haha! Should I believe what you said?" Aaron pretended to think seriously, "A little elf who can intercept other people's letters stayed at my door all night, it's scary to think about it."

"Sir, I..." Dobby's eyes were full of tears, and he looked at the wall and thought that his head was particularly hard.

"Okay, just kidding, I believe you.

But don't do this kind of thing in the future. I don't like outsiders guarding the door when I sleep."

"But, but this is the master's order. Dobby is just an elf and can only obey."

Aaron heard this and shook his head speechlessly, "Okay! Then I, as a guest, hope that you will not guard the guest's door in the future. Can you do it?"

"Okay." Dobby said excitedly, "That's no problem."

"Is Draco up?"

"The young master is up. He said you need to rest and don't let me disturb you."

"Got it." Aaron said, and then walked downstairs.

Dobby walked into the room, pushed the cart out, and prepared to wash the dishes.

Arriving in the hall, Draco smiled and said hello, "Good morning, it seems that you rested well last night. You have never woken up so late at school."

"Indeed, this sleep is not ordinary comfortable."

Draco found that Aaron was in a much better state than yesterday, especially with an unstoppable smile on his lips. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "You seem particularly happy. Did you have a sweet dream?"

"No." Aaron waved his hand embarrassedly, "I just set myself a small goal of half a year."

"Half a year? Small goal?"

"It's a secret, don't ask."

Draco rolled his eyes speechlessly. He didn't intend to ask.

"Since you're awake." Draco walked to the corner and excitedly picked up the Nimbus 2001 on the shelf, "Then hurry up and train with me."

"Now?

Isn't it inappropriate to train so early in the morning?"

"Nothing is inappropriate. It's already eight o'clock.

Besides, you have so many cram schools during the holidays, so you must train earlier than me!" Draco said seriously.

In fact, he usually doesn't practice Quidditch early in the morning. It's harmless to sleep in a little longer during the holidays.

But the situation is different now. Yesterday's training made him clearly feel the huge improvement, and his father Lucius also asked him to seize the opportunity.

There are still two days before the start of school. It would be a fantasy to ask Aaron to help with training after returning to Hogwarts.

What's more, Aaron ran away from home. Who knows when his family will come to find him, so Draco has to seize this training time.

"But..." Aaron frowned, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"

"It doesn't matter, I've prepared it for you." Draco seemed to have expected it, and proudly opened a food box on the table, "After all, it's a guest, Malfoy won't let the guest help with an empty stomach.

It just so happens that you have a magic carpet, which can also exercise and digest while eating, saving a lot of trouble."

Aaron walked in and saw bacon, sandwiches, fried eggs, sausages, and two boxes of milk in the box.

"You are well prepared!"

"And." Draco took out another box from under the table, which contained a large piece of barbecue, at least several kilograms.

"This is for Abe. There is freshly squeezed juice under the box."

A white brush flew over with a swish. Abe sniffed the food box, then gave Draco a sensible expression, and kept clapping his two paws together.

Aaron's mouth twitched, and he compared his breakfast with Abe's. He felt a little depressed for some reason.

He could understand that people were not as good as dragons, but he could not accept that the owner was not as good as the pet.

"Ahem!

Well, Abe is losing weight recently, and you are helping him make mistakes."

"What?" Draco frowned in embarrassment.

Looking down, Abe was holding the food box tightly and refused to let go. The expression on his face became extremely serious, as if he would bite you to death if you dared to speak.

"Haha! It's okay to eat a meal occasionally!"

Aaron smiled meaningfully, stretched out his hand to lift Abe up, ignored his struggle, and swapped the two food boxes as if nothing had happened.

"Now there is no problem."

Draco's mouth twitched, but he didn't make any comments.

Soon, two people and a dragon appeared above Malfoy Manor.

Draco was seriously looking for the Golden Snitch in the irregular collision of the Quaffle and the Bludger.

Aaron was leisurely drinking juice and eating barbecue on the magic carpet, while Abe was chewing a sandwich with a look of despair, but his big eyes were fixed on Aaron's food box, which should have belonged to him.

At the same time, in Gaius's drink shop in Diagon Alley, Jeans looked at his six men with a sad face.

"It's been a day, everyone.

We searched for a day, but we only know that the young master left from the Leaky Cauldron, and there is no clue after that. Isn't this efficiency too low?"

"Boss, we tried our best." The man with glasses said, "We have looked for Gaius's friends, and the young master is not at their home.

We have asked one by one in the hotels, stations, and even ordinary shops and roadside stalls in the Muggle world.

In theory, the young master left with 500 pounds. As long as he spent money, he would leave clues, but unfortunately he didn't seem to spend a penny after he left. I seriously suspect that the young master is confusing the sight."

"Very good, but this only proves our incompetence." Jins said bluntly.

"But we have blocked off the surrounding 100 kilometers, and there are no clues." Anna said, "Unless the young master is hiding in the sewer."

"That's impossible." Genes immediately ruled out this guess, "He just ran away from home, not escaping, there is no need to do it so drastically."

"Wait!" Genes suddenly thought of something, "Since the ground and underground are ruled out, the only route the young master can take is probably the sky."