Hogwarts's Master of Mind

The exams are over and summer vacation has begun. The little wizards pack their bags and start to pack their own luggage.

Aiden got up early. For some reason, Ethan pulled the two of them and invited Aiden and Edmund to come to his house during the summer vacation.

The group of young wizards boarded the train under the professor's watchful eyes.

On the train, in order to cope with the crowds of people squeezing in, Aiden could only use the Traceless Extension Spell to widen the carriage.

"You're almost using this spell that is forbidden to be used privately in public," George complained.

"Perhaps we should go to Azkaban to visit our beautiful little brother later," Fred immediately continued.

"If you don't want to sit, just get out." Aiden glanced at the two mischievous guys, and they immediately quieted down.

Just then, a brown owl caught up with the train and brought a letter to Harry.

'That Harry Potter proceed to Hogsmeade be permitted by Sirius Black.'

Harry's face was filled with joy when he saw the words on the letter.

'Oh, by the way, I bought this owl and I'll give it to your friend who lost his pet.'

Harry finished reading this and handed the owl to Ron.

"Me?" Ron couldn't believe this sudden surprise.

"But, is this another Animagus?" Ron was the type of person who once bitten by a snake will never be as brave as the rope.

“Just give it a name and then you’ll know if you have established a magical connection with it.” Aiden rolled his eyes.

"Well, let me think, let's call it...Piggy." Ron named the owl.

The magic creates a strange connection between humans and owls, binding them together.

"Aren't you afraid it's an Animagus?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Humph, your cat is the Animagus, and she can talk." Ron's love for Scabbers suddenly shifted, but he didn't realize that he had offended a cat that should not be provoked.

Lada jumped high and gave Ron a cat-cat punch, causing his head to hit the wall of the carriage.

"Ouch!" Ron held his head, feeling pain in the front and back.

"You deserve it." Hermione also laughed at him.

Then she picked up Radha and asked,

"Aiden, how did you get Lada to talk?"

Aiden put the book down and smiled wickedly, "Magic experiment."

Lada also matched his expression of sadness and said, "In order to be able to speak, my throat has been transformed by magic sixteen times. The reason why you can hear me speak now is actually the result of my vocal organs being transformed to mutation."

After hearing this, Hermione stared at Aiden with accusing eyes and hugged her Crookshanks tightly.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Lada can speak because her blood has reverted to her ancestral lineage. Now she has become a magical creature."

Aiden used a flying spell to retrieve Rada, holding her up so that everyone could see the runes on her fur.

"What is this?" Harry asked.

"The rune Kenaz (?) represents fire," Aiden explained.

"Cool! It would be great if piglets could also turn into magical creatures." Ron looked at Rada enviously.

"The most similar magical animal to an owl is the otter." Hermione coldly shattered Ron's fantasy.

"Forget it then."

The train roared into King's Cross Station.

Everyone found their own parents.

Surprisingly, even though Harry and the Dursleys had a falling out last year, Vernon still drove to pick Harry up.

Thinking of what he discussed with Sirius on the Quidditch field, Aiden felt an inexplicable pang of conscience.

"Get in the car, you..." Fenon was about to yell at Harry, but was interrupted by Harry.

"Let me tell you, I recognized a murderer as my godfather at school this year." Harry stared at Vernon.

This sentence successfully wiped out Vernon's anger and brought the Dursley family into a strange calm.

Harry drove off in Vernon's car, and Aiden shrugged and got in Arthur's car.

......

The first day of July, the start of the summer vacation, started the peaceful and quiet daily life for the Weasley family.

Of course, the other Weasley children were all very happy, except Ron.

There were often flashes of magical light in the backyard, and Arthur in the dining room was holding a newspaper and occasionally taking a sip of coffee.

Seeing that Mrs. Molly seemed busy, Aiden put on an apron and started helping with the dishes in the sink and today's dinner.

"I heard from the little wizard in Ravenclaw that he is very virtuous." George whispered in Fred's ear on the sofa.

"It seems to be true now." Fred nodded.

Ginny, who was sitting in the middle, heard what her two brothers said and looked at Aiden again, wondering if the one who would appear in the future would be a sister-in-law or...??

"Bang" With a violent explosion, Ron's scream came from outside.

Finally, everything outside the window fell into complete silence, and after a while Mrs. Molly dragged Ron in.

"You're too lazy, Ronnie. It's only been one semester." Molly shook her head in disappointment.

"You've been busy playing since school started, and you've neglected your skills." Aiden stroked the potato with his palm, and it turned into thin slices by itself.

"Oh, Aiden, let me do it." Mrs. Molly said when she saw Aiden cooking.

"It's okay, aunt. It's rare that you let me try it. Besides, I learned a lot of recipes when I traveled to the East before."

The boss far away in the East, from whom Aiden had stolen his skills, sent a protest.

Cut the ingredients, wash the internal organs, make broth with the chicken, and add the butter, bean paste, fermented black beans, rock sugar, chili powder, ginger powder, pepper, salt, Shaoxing wine, and fermented glutinous rice juice that Aiden had finally gathered together.

The soup base for a shabu-shabu hotpot was ready, and Aiden brought the hotpot to the table.

The washed ingredients are placed around the hot pot.

"Oh my God, Aiden, you didn't even cook it, how are we supposed to eat it?" Ron was stunned when he saw the raw ingredients.

"This is a delicacy from the Far East. Come and learn from me." Aiden picked up the spoon and threw the potato slices and kelp shreds into the pot to cook.

Also throw in the offal, and some beef and mutton.

The flame cooked the ingredients in the pot, and soon, an enticing aroma began to spread.

"Is it ready to eat?" Arthur was very interested.

"One more minute." Aiden asked them to be patient.

The water in the country began to boil, and the meat began to float up, and it looked like it was about the same.

Aiden lifted the lid and made some for Molly and Arthur to try.

"It's really good, but a little spicy." Arthur stretched out his hand and used his tongue to fan the air.

“The Far Eastern way of eating is so unique.” Molly was impressed after trying it.

With their parents taking the lead, other children also began to pick out foods that interested them.

Ron only ate a little bit of the meat in the red pot, and his whole face turned red.

"It seems that spicy food doesn't suit you." Aiden handed over a drink.

Ron took it and poured it directly into his mouth, sticking out his tongue and breathing continuously.

Night falls with the starlight, but the smell of fireworks in the humble dwelling drives away the loneliness brought by the night.