Chapter 535 Narcissa’s request for help, the “Shura Field” on the platform (1/2)

Chapter 535 Narcissa’s request for help, the “Shura Field” on the platform

A few weeks after moving to Diagon Alley, Aaron received the results of his ordinary wizarding exams. Not surprisingly, eleven subjects were graded O. This score was also rare in the history of Hogwarts. See you.

He lived a very relaxed life during this period. There were no cram schools, no Jeans and a team of bodyguards who followed him all the time, and no threat from Voldemort. In addition to signing in as usual every day, he read books and newspapers.

Of course, he did not miss the practice of the magic circle. He worked with the Missing Body to divide the work. One was responsible for improving the progress of forbidden magic, and the other was to increase the number of instant casts of the ultimate magic circle.

As for business, it depends on his mood... After all, he has inherited 90% of the wealth accumulated by the Black family for generations, so he has no shortage of money to spend.

Although the goblins of Gringotts managed to embezzle some of this money while Sirius was in prison, it still left him with a fortune worth hundreds of millions.

He hid this golden mountain in the dressing room, leaving only one percent in Abe's pocket.

With these millions of galleons, Aaron purchased a large amount of rice, flour, grains and oils, fruits and vegetables, meat, poultry, eggs, milk, wine, and seafood in a short period of time.

The food was preserved in a special way, and the total amount was enough to feed hundreds of people for a year.

In addition, he also purchased a lot of magic materials, such as dragon's blood, snake bark, fecal stones, dried nettles, etc., as long as they were useful, he would not let go of them. One person could use the materials in a chaotic situation. The market received a sharp resurgence.

The only thing that made him feel tired was that Fleur Delacour would come over every day, but it was hard for him to refuse. After all, she always used Ollivander's banner.

As time went by, Furong gradually took control of his three meals a day. Even Abe was deceived by her and was eagerly waiting for her to deliver meals every day.

"I really can't tell where you are working now." Aaron looked at Fleur depressedly and said, "You have to stay at my place for more than three hours every day, and Ollivander actually gives you a salary."

"Actually, I can also switch jobs. Mr. Ollivander won't mind."

"But I mind." Aaron rolled his eyes and said, "You really don't have to be so serious. I said I won't consider falling in love for the time being."

"My answer won't change, I can wait." Fleur said, turning around and leaving with a smile.

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, but he was helpless about it.

He originally thought that what he said that day would make her quit, but it didn't seem to have the slightest effect. On the contrary, she seemed to have more confidence when she came to the door the next day, as if she was sure of him.

"There has to be something wrong, right?"

"The master is right." Abe blinked seriously, "This mistress brings me food every day, so the master doesn't even cook for me."

"As expected, I can't count on you when I need to use my brain."

"Master, someone is coming." Abe reminded.

Aaron looked along the direction of the dragon's claw and saw a figure wearing a cloak and hood walking over.

"A rare visitor! Aunt Narcissa.

Want something to drink? Business in Diagon Alley has been slow lately, but I definitely have enough drinks here. "

"No need." Narcissa said nervously, "Aaron, we are here to ask you for a favor."

"Oh?" Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, "Does Lucius know?"

"I know, he was the one who asked me to come here."

"What about Draco?"

"He..." Narcissa paused, "He doesn't know, and I don't want him to know, and he won't let me come to you."

"It seems that the matter is a bit serious!" Aaron frowned slightly, "Let me guess, Voldemort assigned him a task, but this task is very dangerous, right?"

"How do you know?" Narcissa asked in a low voice.

"Because you are a mother. If your child hadn't been in big trouble, you wouldn't have taken the risk to find me based on how much Voldemort valued me."

Narcissa nodded in despair, "There is nothing we can do. You are the only one who can help him now."

"You have to tell me what Voldemort asked him to do before I can help him."

Narcissa hesitated, looking extremely confused.

After being silent for several seconds, she shook her head hard and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't tell you this."

"Aunt Narcissa, if I want to know, you can't hide it from me."

"I..." Narcissa choked, tears sliding down her cheeks, "I can't say, please don't ask."

"Okay!" Aaron pursed his lips, "I'll just leave it alone. What do you want me to do?"

"Save his life." Narcissa said sadly but firmly, "What the Dark Lord wants him to do is simply impossible, not even for the Dark Lord himself.

Once he fails, the consequences will be serious, and you won't be able to help him in this matter. When that happens, I hope you can save his life. "

"I can only say that I will try my best." Aaron said awkwardly, "I can do it if he has nothing to do with Voldemort, but now I can't guarantee 100%."

"Thanks!"

"But I have a small request. He must listen to me in school."

"Uh... maybe I heard wrong, but he seems to always respect your opinions, doesn't he?"

"This is different." Aaron said calmly, "He will be very nervous this year, and no one knows how many ridiculous things he will do under such circumstances.

Once he makes a big deal out of things, I'm afraid it won't be easy for me even if I want to cover it up for him. "

"I understand. I will warn him when I go back."

Not long after Narcissa left, an owl delivered the Hogwarts sixth-grade book list to Aaron.

He looked at the book list and sighed slightly. He used to prepare his textbooks in advance, but now he had to do it himself.

In the future, the physical incarnation of the Dark Spiritual Stone must be summoned. With a loyal servant, he does not need to worry about trivial matters.

But before he could get to Flourish and Blotts, a package flew out of his fireplace.

It contained all the textbooks he needed, as well as several new wizard robes.

"It's ready for you, you're welcome, Klea."

Aaron read a line of words written on the package, feeling a little complicated.

No matter what happens to him at home, he is still very popular outside. Although he feels like he is a weakling, he is still a capable person.

...

On the first day of school, Aaron pushed his suitcase through the partition wall of platform nine and three-quarters.

But he was not alone. Next to him was Fleur, who was dressed brightly. Her one-quarter Veela blood made her attract the attention of many people.

"You don't have to go to school, do you need to come with me?" Aaron asked speechlessly.

"This is what Mr. Ollivander meant." Fleur said confidently, "If you have any objections, you can ask your uncle."

"Haha!" Aaron smiled forcefully, "Can you stop using his old man to suppress me?"

"What do you think?"

Aaron's mouth twitched, this is the benefit of having a backer!

"Aaron, when did you arrive?"

Harry's voice came over, and with him were Hermione and the Weasley family.

But besides them, there were two strangers in suits, one on the left and one on the right, guarding Harry. They were probably Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

"Haha, interesting, so interesting." Aaron couldn't help laughing, "What you are experiencing now is what I have always wanted to get rid of. How does it feel?"

"Not good." Harry said sadly.

Aaron's bodyguards are much more reliable than Aurors, let alone their strength, but at least they will not hinder Aaron, but these Aurors are different.

As soon as he got out of the car, these two burly men grabbed his arms, pulled him and pushed him into the partition wall, without considering his feelings at all.

"This kind of life will last for a long time, you have to learn to adapt!" Aaron said sympathetically.

"I will try my best!"

"Why is she here?" Ron looked at Fleur next to Aaron in astonishment, with a look of obsession on his face, "Are you here to see him off?"

Fleur smiled and nodded without denying it.

"The gap is too big." Ron said with some resentment, "We were so scared all the way. The escort was still a bearded person, and the atmosphere was almost depressing..."

"Ahem!" Mr. Weasley glared at him. The two Aurors are still here. What are you talking about?

"What's the relationship between you two?" Fred and George asked with interest.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Aaron asked angrily.

"We're just asking for some people." Fred raised his eyebrows at Aaron, while George quietly glanced at Hermione.

Hermione's face darkened and she looked directly at Fleur.

The two people's eyes collided in mid-air, causing the surrounding atmosphere to gradually freeze.

"George, who do you think will win?" Fred laughed softly.

"Granger, I'll bet a galleon."

"I think so too, otherwise I'd be sorry for the secret weapon we gave her."

"That's enough, you two, come here." Mrs. Weasley put two big hands on their shoulders respectively, and pulled them to the back of the train in the blink of an eye.

Snapped!

Aaron slapped his forehead, feeling upset, "You are free to do whatever you want, I'll get on the train first."

"Harry, you and Ron, Ginny go up first, I have something to talk to Miss Delacour."

"This..." Ginny said hesitantly, "Do you want me to stay and help you?"

"No need." Hermione said confidently, "Just remember to send your brother to the prefects' carriage."

"Come on, kids, we don't have much time," said Mr. Weasley as two Aurors hurried Harry onto the train, followed by Ginny and Ron.

Hermione took a deep breath and walked up to Fleur openly, "What is your relationship with him?"

"Not boyfriend and girlfriend yet."

"Not yet?" Hermione's eyes narrowed, "Does that mean it will be in the future?"

"You can understand it that way." Fleur smiled.

"I am a student at Hogwarts, but you are not." Hermione snorted, "We have two years to graduate!"

"So what? You didn't even come to Diagon Alley to see him during the summer vacation, did you?"

"I, it's not that I don't want to go, but Dumbledore doesn't allow us to leave casually." Hermione explained somewhat far-fetchedly.

"Then I really have to thank Professor Dumbledore, otherwise I might not have much chance." Fleur smiled meaningfully, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, Hermione.

I learned a lot about things through some channels, including everything that happened that night in the Department of Mysteries, and the deal he made with Voldemort the night he left Gaius Castle.

You are much luckier than me, and I have to admit that he is very special to you, so special that it makes me jealous.

However, he faces greater pressure than anyone else and will not consider that kind of thing in the short term.

You currently have the greatest advantage, but this advantage will soon no longer be yours alone. "

"What do you mean?" Hermione frowned. The other party obviously meant something, and it was really annoying not to make it clear.

"Do me a favor and I'll tell you."

"What's the deal?"

Fleur took out a blue crystal bracelet from her pocket, "Help me give this to him."

"Why don't you give it to him yourself?"

"I braided this with my own hair. Do you think he would want it if I gave it to him?"

"Why should I help you?" Hermione raised her neck proudly and said.

"Granger, do you think you can handle this alone?" Fleur said playfully.

Hermione's face turned red instantly. She never imagined that Fleur would say such a thing. Is this still the proud Beauxbatons warrior?

"You, you, how did you..."

"It's surprising, isn't it?" Furong sighed and shook her head, "I also made a lot of determination.

I was a little reluctant at first, but Mr. Ollivander took me to Gaius Castle, and everyone would pale in front of her. "

"who is she?"

Fleur didn't answer, just looked at the bracelet quietly.

"Let me see you off!" Hermione said angrily.

Fleur hurriedly put the bracelet on her hand, fearing that she would suddenly regret it, "You can see her when you get to Hogwarts."

After saying that, Fleur turned and left.

Hermione froze on the spot, the Riddler deserved to die.

At this moment, the whistle suddenly sounded, and she reacted and boarded the train before the door closed.

What neither of them knew was that in the corner of the platform, George and Fred were looking at each other in disbelief with wide eyes.

"I thought Hermione could win?" Fred said.

"But I didn't expect that Aaron was the only one who won." George sighed, "Is the gap between people so big?

We both look pretty good, we are considered successful entrepreneurs, we are humorous and witty, but why don’t we have any pretty girls come to us? "

"Not even one." Fred raised three fingers, "How did he do it?"

"I also want to know."

"That's enough for you two." Mrs. Weasley scolded, "Eavesdropping is immoral in itself, and you still discuss it."

"That's not what you said when we took out the telescopic ears just now." The two brothers said in unison.

"Stop talking back to me." Mrs. Weasley felt the burning pain on her face. "You two have eaten enough to support yourself. I am simply worried that Hermione will suffer a loss."