Chapter 535 Narcissa's Request for Help, the "Shura Field" On the Platform (1/2)

Chapter 535 Narcissa's request for help, the "Asura Field" on the platform

A few weeks after moving to Diagon Alley, Aaron received the results of his Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. As expected, all eleven subjects were evaluated as O, which is rare in the history of Hogwarts.

He had a very easy time during this period. There were no cram schools, no Jins and the bodyguards who always followed him, and no threats from Voldemort. Every day, apart from signing in as usual, he read books and newspapers.

Of course, he did not fall behind in the practice of magic circles. He divided the work with the thought body, one was responsible for improving the progress of taboo magic, and the other was responsible for improving the number of instantaneous ultimate magic circles.

As for business, it depends on his mood... After all, he inherited 90% of the wealth accumulated by the Black family for generations, and he was not short of money.

Although the goblins in Gringotts found a way to embezzle some of this money while Sirius was in prison, it still left him with billions of assets.

This mountain of gold was hidden in the dressing space by him, leaving only one percent in Abe's pocket.

With these millions of Galleons, Aaron bought a large amount of rice, flour, grain, oil, fruits and vegetables, meat, poultry, eggs, milk, wine, seafood in a short period of time.

These foods were preserved in a special way by him, and the total amount was enough for hundreds of people to eat for a year.

In addition, he also bought a lot of magic materials, dragon blood, snake bark, fecal stone, dry nettles, etc., as long as they were useful, he did not let go, and he alone made the material market in the chaotic situation a big hit.

The only thing that made him feel tired was that Fleur Delacour would come over every day, but he couldn't refuse it, after all, she always used the banner of Ollivander.

As time went on, Fleur gradually took control of his three meals a day, and even Abe was fooled by her, looking forward to her delivering meals every day.

"I really can't tell where you work now." Aaron looked at Fleur depressedly and said, "You have to stay here for more than three hours every day, and Ollivander still pays you."

"Actually, I can also change jobs here, 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 dating for the time being."

"My answer will not change. I can wait." Fleur said, turning around and leaving with a smile.

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

He originally thought that what he said that day would make her retreat, but it seemed to have no effect at all. On the contrary, when she came to him the next day, she seemed to have more confidence, as if she had won him over.

"Something must have gone wrong, right?"

"Master is right." Abei blinked seriously, "This mistress brings me food every day, so the master doesn't cook for me anymore."

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

"Master, someone is coming." Abei reminded.

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

"A rare guest! Aunt Narcissa.

Would you like something to drink? Business in Diagon Alley has been slow recently, but I have enough alcohol and drinks here."

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

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

"Yes, he 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 is not in big trouble, you will not risk looking for me with how much Voldemort values ​​me."

Narcissa nodded in despair, "We have no other choice. Only you can help him now."

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

Narcissa hesitated, looking extremely entangled.

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

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

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

"Okay!" Aaron pursed his lips, "I won't ask, what do you want me to do?"

"Save his life." Narcissa said sadly and firmly, "What the Dark Lord wants him to do is impossible to accomplish, even the Dark Lord himself can't accomplish it.

If he fails, the consequences will be very serious, and you can't help him with this matter. If that time comes, I hope you can save his life."

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

"Thank you!"

"But I have a small request. He has to listen to me at school."

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

"That's different." Aaron said lightly, "He will be very nervous this year. No one knows how many ridiculous things he will do in this situation.

Once he makes a big deal, it may not be easy for me to cover for him even if I want to."

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

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

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

In the future, he must summon the physical incarnation of the dark spirit stone. With a loyal servant, he doesn't need to worry about trivial matters.

But he still had time to go to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, and a package flew out of his fireplace.

There were all the textbooks he needed, and a few new wizard robes.

"I've prepared it for you. You're welcome, Claire."

Aaron read the words written on the package with mixed feelings.

No matter what happens at home, he is still very popular outside. Although he feels like a gigolo, it is still a skill.

......

On the first day of school, Aaron pushed his suitcase through the partition wall of Platform 9 3/4.

But he was not alone. Next to him was Fleur, who was dressed brightly. Her one-quarter Veela bloodline attracted many people's attention.

"You don't have to go to school, is it necessary to come with me?" Aaron asked speechlessly.

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

"Haha!" Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, "Can you not use him to pressure 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 in addition to them, there were two strangers in suits, one on the left and one on the right, protecting Harry. They were probably Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

"Haha, interesting, really 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 very good." Harry said in grief.

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

As soon as he got off the car, the two burly men held his arms and pulled him into the partition wall, without considering his feelings at all.

"There will be a long time like this, you have to learn to adapt!" Aaron said sympathetically.

"I'll try my best!"

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

Fleur nodded with a smile, without denying it.

"The gap is too big." Ron said with some resentment, "We have been worried all the way, and the escort is still a big bearded man. The atmosphere is almost depressing..."

"Ahem!" Mr. Weasley glared at him. The two Aurors are still here. What nonsense is there?

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

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

"We are just asking for someone." Fred raised his eyebrows at Aaron, and George glanced at Hermione quietly.

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

The two people's sights collided in mid-air, and the atmosphere around them gradually solidified.

"George, who do you think will win?" Fred laughed in a low voice.

"Granger, I'll bet a Galleon."

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

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

Bang!

Aaron patted his forehead, feeling upset, "You guys are welcome, I'll get on the train first."

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

"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 prefect's carriage."

"Let's go, kids, we don't have much time." Mr. Weasley said, and two Aurors urged Harry to get on 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 a boyfriend and girlfriend yet."

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

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

"I am a student of Hogwarts, and you are not." Hermione snorted, "We still have two years before graduation!"

"So what? You didn't come to Diagon Alley to see him during the summer vacation!"

"I, I don't want to go, but Dumbledore doesn't allow us to leave casually." Hermione explained a little far-fetchedly.

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

I learned a lot of things through some channels, including everything that happened in the Department of Mysteries that night, 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 I am jealous.

But he faces more pressure than anyone else, and he won't consider that kind of thing in the short term.

You are the most advantageous at the moment, but this advantage will soon not belong to you alone."

"What do you mean?" Hermione frowned, the other party obviously had something else in his words, and it was really annoying if he didn't make it clear.

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

"What favor?"

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

"Why don't you give it to him in person?"

"I made this with my own hair. Do you think he'll want it if I give it to him?"

"Why should I help you?" Hermione said proudly, raising her neck.

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

Hermione's face flushed instantly. She never thought Fleur would say such a thing. Is she still the arrogant Beauxbatons warrior?

"You, you, how can you..."

"Surprising, right?" Fleur sighed and shook her head, "I also made a great determination.

I was a little unwilling at first, but Mr. Ollivander took me to Gaius Castle. Everyone would be eclipsed in front of her."

"Who... is she?"

Fleur did not answer, but just looked at the bracelet quietly.

"I'll see you off!" Hermione said aggrievedly.

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 stood there in a daze, the Riddler deserved to die.

At this time, 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 staring at each other with wide eyes in disbelief.

"I thought Hermione could win?" said Fred.

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

We both look good, and we are successful entrepreneurs. We are humorous and witty, but why don't beautiful women take the initiative to find us?"

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

"I want to know too."

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

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

"Don't talk back to me." Mrs. Weasley felt a burning pain on her face, "You two are just full, I'm just worried that Hermione will suffer."