Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Aiden got up from the ground and asked the system,

"System, this is the nth time I have gotten up from the ground. Do you have any clues?"

"Ding, huh."

Seeing that the system no longer paid attention to him, Aiden turned to look at the mirror.

Torn clothes hung on Aiden's upper body, and his body was covered with layers of white scales as delicate as jade. They glowed with silver luster under the kiss of light, just like moonlight falling on a glacier, cold and mysterious.

The dragon-humanized Aiden has a slender and agile body, strong limbs, and sharp claws on his fingertips.

Behind its back, a pair of broad wings gently spread out, the wing membrane is as thin as a cicada's wing, but extremely tough.

The tail was swaying gently, and the scales at the tip of the tail drew elegant arcs in the air.

"Wow, this is pretty cool. I can use it as a second transformation. If you're not happy with someone throwing spells at you, you can just transform and rush over to give them a big punch."

Having had enough fun, Aiden retracted his dragon scales and returned to his normal appearance. Already twelve years old, Aiden became even more charming.

' Hey, coder, that's enough. ' (??︿??)

The items in the house were messed up because of Aiden's transformation, and pieces of clothing were scattered on the ground.

"Sen Sen." Aiden shook his hand.

"Yes, Master Aiden." Sen Sen walked in from outside.

"Sen Sen, please clean up and bring me a new set of clothes. I'm sorry to trouble you as soon as I got back."

"Oh, no, Master Aiden, this is what Sen Sen should do."

Sen Sen snapped his fingers, and the surrounding furniture danced back to their positions.

The pieces of clothing also disappeared from the ground, and a brand new set of clothes appeared next to Aiden.

In the evening, Sen Sen prepared a sumptuous meal for Aiden.

It had been a long time since she cooked for Aiden. Sen Sen wanted to give the whole world to Aiden, but it seemed that she had done a little too much.

Aiden looked at the table full of food and felt worried because he couldn't finish it.

So he waved to Sen Sen and said, "Come on, Sen Sen, eat with me."

"Oh, this won't do, Master Aiden, this won't do..."

Sen Sen shrank his head and his ears drooped.

Aiden went over, pulled Sen Sen up, sat down, and looked into Sen Sen's eyes seriously.

"Sen Sen, you have taken care of my family for two generations, and you are also my family, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master Aiden." Sen Sen was very touched.

The two of them finished a table full of food. Aiden practiced magic for a while and then went to rest.

The next day, Aiden returned to the Burrow.

"Oh, hi, Aiden." The Weasley twins were outside the house fiddling with a bunch of materials.

"Hey, George, Fred, what are you doing?" Aiden walked forward.

"Studying prank props." George raised his head.

Fred went on to say, "We're going to make some prank props and sell them at school for some pocket money."

And George raised an eyebrow at Aiden, "Would you like to join us?"

"Can I invest in the company?"

Aiden pulled out his money bag and shook it. The shiny Galleons jingled in the bag.

This money was left over from Aiden's purchase of materials yesterday, and it was just the right amount to help fund the joke shop, which had great potential in the future.

"Oh, of course."

George took the bag and shook it. Thirteen Galleons. Then he winked at Fred.

"Great, thank you to our generous and beautiful little brother. Come let me introduce you."

Fred took Aiden aside and introduced his own props, among which the prototypes of Fat Tongue Toffee and Quick-acting Skipping Class Candy had already been developed.

After saying goodbye to the twins, Aiden came into the house, where Mrs. Molly was studying household spells on the sofa.

Aiden went forward and greeted her: "Good morning, aunt."

Molly glanced at Aiden and keenly sensed that something was different about him.

"Aiden, you look better now, and I think you look a little strange."

Yes, Mrs. Molly is also from the Prewett family.

As both of them were from the Prewett family, they naturally felt the deviation of Aiden's race.

"Aunt, you should have received some teachings about bloodline from your family when you were a child."

Aiden thought about it and realized that he needed an excuse to cover up the anomaly caused by the sequence.

"Yes, Aiden, there is some knowledge that I thought I would never use in my lifetime."

Mrs. Molly sighed and then asked,

“Is there a racial bias going on?”

"Yes," Aiden replied.

"Judging from your appearance, most of them should be humans. There shouldn't be any big problems."

Mrs. Molly continued, as if to comfort herself.

Ron on the side scratched his head, as if he was about to grow a brain.

"Mom, and Aiden, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Shut up, Ron, and go back to your room." Madam Molly ordered angrily.

"Okay, Aiden, let's continue." Mrs. Molly smiled kindly at Aiden.

Ron: 'So, love disappears, right?'

"Aunt, actually, I should be considered a dragon." Aiden hesitated for a while and told Molly.

"Oh, it's magic." Mrs. Molly's eyes went dark.

"Dragon blood, dragon blood again. Obviously, there is no one to guide it. What a sad surname."

Tears welled up in Mrs. Molly's eyes. She seemed very sad and cursed.

Then she wiped her eyes with her hand and gave Aiden a forced smile.

"It's okay, Aiden. No one will force you anymore. You can grow up healthily and find a lady you like to spend your life with. Look at this delicate face..."

"But aunt, I can feel that as I continue to grow, the concentration of blood in my body will become higher and higher. Aunt, do you know something? Can you tell me?"

After hearing what Aiden said, Mrs. Molly lost her strength and slumped down in her chair.

After a long time, she finally recovered.

"Aiden, I grew up in the Prewett family. Do you know how the family educated us?"

Mrs. Molly kept the question a secret, and Aiden cooperated by asking.

"What kind?"

"It's a battle, an endless battle, from the moment we learn our first spell, we fight with our own family.

Our family's training forces us to duel with all kinds of people, family members, dark wizards, and dark creatures."

Mrs. Molly's eyes looked somewhat empty, as if she was immersed in the past.

"Later, I became tired of my family's "cultivation" and chose to marry Arthur and escape from Prewett."

Mrs. Morley wiped her eyes and continued,

“And your father, Gideon Prewett, and your uncle, Fabian Prewett, continued to stay in the family. Gideon is very good, and so is Fabian.

With Fabian's help, Gideon emerged from the family competition and became the patriarch.

Then the two of them joined forces to change the family tradition.

Those who disagreed were driven away, and the other stubborn ones died of old age."

After saying that, Molly paused, picked up the tea and took a sip.