Chapter 105: Afterwards, Promotion
The rumor that the famous Harry Potter had driven away the monster in the Chamber of Secrets spread throughout Hogwarts.
When Aiden came out of the Room of Requirement, Oliver was already waiting for him at the door.
"Aiden, there is something I want to tell you..."
"It's the wand," Aiden continued Oliver's words.
"Yes, I don't have much money right now, but I am willing to sign a contract with you and work for you to pay me back in the future." There was an eagerness in Oliver's eyes.
"No mate, I can help you customize your wand, but in exchange, I want you to join us."
Aiden's beautiful heterochromatic eyes revealed a different kind of radiance, and Oliver gradually became obsessed with these eyes.
"Okay." Oliver agreed to Aiden for some reason.
"Yes, then follow me and swear an oath. I am an outsider who does not belong to this world, the great master of the sea of consciousness, the gray dragon that controls the mind. I voluntarily join the Dusk Hermits, abide by the truth, and fight to maintain peace."
After the oath was completed, Oliver officially joined, so Aiden took out a metal wand from his pocket and threw it to him.
"That's it? Don't you need to measure the data? Or use a magic wand to choose the wizard or something?" Oliver felt strange?
"I suspect you have something else in mind, but, dear Oliver, we are roommates and I know your data very well."
Aiden clasped his hands together and acted cute.
"You...didn't secretly dissect us at night, did you?" Oliver swallowed.
"How could that be? We are dear friends." Aiden curved his eyes like crescent moons.
After sending Oliver away, Aiden came to the hall.
In the hall, Ernie from Gryffindor was still exaggerating that everything was Harry's trick, and everyone should not become accomplices of the next Dark Lord.
"This guy is really keen on making up rumors about Harry." Aiden raised an eyebrow.
Aiden took out his monocle and put it on, then turned on the recording function and pointed it at Ernie, preparing to record the footage into the Photo Stone for Gryffindor students to refer to when the truth was revealed in the future.
Suddenly, a large face appeared in front of Aiden's frame.
"Aiden, when did you start wearing glasses?" Ethan said with a chicken leg in his mouth, looking very unserious.
"So that I can see my life more clearly." Aiden raised the corners of his mouth.
"Oh, you evil guy, these are the glasses you made yourself with recording function. You wore them on the day of the hearing." Edmund exposed Aiden.
“Haha, just tell me whether you record your life or not.” Aiden blinked and picked up a plate of barbecue.
Edmund and Ethan smiled at each other and said nothing more. Then Aiden started recording Ernie who was bossing around at the Gryffindor table.
Time passed quickly, and Christmas came in a blink of an eye. It started to snow, and all the leaves in the Forbidden Forest fell off, adding a bit of solemnity to Hogwarts.
During the Christmas holiday, Aiden submitted a leave note to the dean and prepared to go home.
It just so happened that the role play between myself and Rada was almost over.
Aiden Apparated to Diagon Alley, inside the J. Pippin Potion Shop branch, where Vincent, a clerk, was standing at the counter as usual.
"Hey, Vincent, Merry Christmas." Aiden waved to Vincent.
"Oh, it's Aiden. Long time no see. Merry Christmas." Vincent smiled business-like when he saw the sponsor coming.
"Come on, what do you want to buy?"
"Brain of an adult dragon, pituitary gland of a dragon, blood of a venomous leopard, spinal fluid of a lizard, skin of an ermine, branches of the Whomping Willow, bluebells, and dragon blood."
Aiden made a list and gave it to Vincent.
"Well, not much different from last time." Vincent looked at the list and turned to pack the materials.
"Okay, that's all. Can you count them?" Vincent placed the packaged materials on the table.
"Well, how much?" Aiden raised his eyebrows. The experienced Vincent no longer dared to falsely quote the price.
"Well, 42 Galleons. Take a look for yourself. I definitely didn't ask for a high price."
So Aiden readily paid the money, took the materials and left Diagon Alley and returned to Prewett's old house.
That night, Aiden took out the potion ingredients and began to extract their properties.
"System, add points." (???)
"Ding, ha. The material properties have been extracted and synthesized: the pituitary gland of the Psychic Dragon, the cerebrospinal fluid of the Black Hunting Monitor Lizard, the fruit of the Psychedelic Wind Bell Tree, the brain of an adult Psychic Dragon, and the blood of the Psychic Dragon."
Aiden put the brain and dragon blood of the psychic dragon into a glass bottle. Under the stimulation of magic, it formed the extraordinary characteristics of a dream walker. He added pure water and a bottle of magic potion was ready.
"Ophia." Aiden called his messenger and pulled a tail feather from her body.
"Ah, it hurts, you're going to die." Ophia was driven out by Aiden while cursing.
"Do I need huge emotions for the last step?"
Aiden began to examine his memories, but soon he found that his past was too dull.
From the moment I became a spectator, my emotions have always remained stable, rarely experiencing major fluctuations due to external factors.
"Perhaps this is the result of my previous path being too smooth."
Aiden laughed at himself as he wandered through his memories.
As his past memories continued to be traced back, Aiden finally stopped in front of a shining picture.
"What is that?" Aiden's eyes were a little confused.
"Ding, that's the picture of the host just coming into this world. After experiencing the transition between life and death, he has regained the joy of rebirth. Do you want to see it?"
The system's voice came from the neck.
"Oh, of course."
Aiden dove into his own memories.
"call."
Aiden was surrounded by the joy of returning from the cold silence of death to the bright world, breathing again, and being born again.
In reality, Aiden drank the potion.
The taste of the potion is very strange, a little sour, a little sweet, a little bitter, a little psychedelic, a little stimulating, like an unbridled dream.
In confusion, Aiden saw his past life self. His family and friends were sitting at a round dining table, and the only empty seat seemed to be reserved for him.
The family sent an invitation to Aiden, but Aiden did not go over. He just stood there and looked at them with a smile.
'Has my past life become a drama?' Aiden thought.
He waved gently to his family and said, "Goodbye."
The next moment, the dream was shattered, and Aiden seemed to fall from the clouds to the ground.
As he fell, he saw an endless ocean, with six rays of light of different colors flashing in the depths of the ocean.
With a crash, Aiden's head hit the ground.
Aiden struggled to get up from the ground.
"Why do I fall to the ground every time I get promoted? System, do you have any idea?" Aiden asked.
"Maybe you have a connection with the floor?" the system replied.
"Wow, why don't you even say ding? It's tasteless." Aiden showed a disgusted expression.
"Ah."
