Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Tina led the three of them across several streets to her apartment.

"Oh, listen, I shouldn't have brought you here." Tina warned the three people in front of the door.

"Be careful when you go in later, don't be discovered by Mrs. Esberstow, okay?" Aiden took over her words.

"Don't read my mind." Tina tapped Aiden's forehead.

"Don't bother, I'll take you in."

Aiden walked in front, pulling a few people into psychological invisibility, and walked in swaggeringly in front of Tina's landlord.

"How did you do it?" Tina looked at Aiden in surprise.

"This seems to be some kind of ability that affects consciousness. Can dragon people do this kind of thing?" Newt also reached out and touched Aiden's head.

"You're amazing too. You have a special affinity. No wonder we felt like old friends when we first met." Aiden looked at Newt.

"First meeting?" Newt tilted his head.

"I came from the future and was stranded here for some reason." Aiden shrugged.

"Future?" *2

"Uh, what happened to the future?" Jacob was still confused.

"I can't reveal too much to you. I can only say that everything I do now is to complete a part of history. This is the special thing about time conversion," Aiden explained.

"Are you the Unspoken Man?" Newt asked again.

Aiden shook his head, signaling him not to ask any more questions.

Tina led a few people into her room, and Aiden cooperated by unlocking his invisibility.

The rooms in the apartment are in typical American modern style. There is a fire burning in the stove, and many ladies' private clothes are being dried automatically.

The curse of housework has taken over the lives of the two sisters. A young woman in open clothes is leaning against the back door.

"Tinny, you brought a man home, oh what a cute little guy." Tina's sister Queenie walked up and scratched Aiden's chin.

"Oh gentlemen, this is our sister. Queenie, aren't you going to put on something else?" Tina took off her coat and hung it on the hanger.

"Oh, of course." Queenie waved her wand and the clothes fluttered around her.

"Can you guys please stop being so casual? I'm not a kid anymore." Aiden complained.

"Really? How old are you?" Tina turned the record and changed to a new song.

"Ten...fourteen." Aiden suddenly choked.

"Huh, fourteen."

Jacob on the sofa laughed, and then he was stared at by a pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes. The dragon's might was slightly released, making him unable to move.

"So, who are they?" Queenie looked at the three of them.

"Mr. Scamander, Mr. Prewett, British wizards, they have seriously violated the American Statute of Wizarding Confidentiality." Tina picked up the clothes around her.

"So, they are criminals, such young children." Queenie glanced at Aiden.

"As for this one, Mr. Kowalski, he's a No-Maj." Tina walked up to Queenie.

"Tini, what are you doing, this is..." Queenie wanted to say something.

"Well, it's a long story. Mr. Kowalski was sick," Tina explained awkwardly.

Newt was staring out the window intently, and Aiden could already feel that his worry was about to reach the sky.

"Oh, you need to rest, sweetheart, he hasn't eaten all day, so pitiful, he hasn't gotten the loan for the bakery yet." Queenie walked over to Jacob.

"As for you..." Queenie looked at Aiden, and suddenly a pair of different-colored vertical pupils penetrated into her heart.

"Are you also a telepath?" Queenie asked curiously.

"No, my race is special." Aiden winked at her.

"Uh, you can read my thoughts?" Jacob shook his head on the couch.

"Yes, but don't worry, most men's first thought when they see me is the same as yours."

Queenie tapped Jacob with her wand.

"Now, what you need is food."

She turned to leave, Newt turned around, grabbed Aiden's hand, and said in his heart, 'Can you use your ability to take us away. '

Aiden directly sneaked into his island of consciousness with a virtual personality and established a communication line.

"Newt, you haven't learned Occlumency, but you know there's another telepath here." Aiden rolled his eyes at him.

"Oh, Mr. Scamander and Mr. Prewett, do you like pie or strudel?" Queenie looked at the two men who were looking at each other in confusion.

“I don’t have any preference.” Newt shook his head.

"I like pie." Aiden walked over and took a seat at the table.

Then he knocked on the dining table with his index finger, and the space around it widened and the dining table expanded rapidly.

"Oh my Merlin, are you really only fourteen years old?" Tina sighed as she watched Aiden cast spells without a wand.

"If the Hogwarts invitation is correct, I'll only finish my third year this year." Aiden shrugged.

"You like strudel, don't you, sweetheart."

Queenie smiled at Jacob and waved her wand and the filling and dough floated in the air, rolled up on their own, and baked as they flew towards Jacob.

"Gentlemen, please sit down. You won't be drugged." Tina leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Jacob and Newt.

At the dinner table, Queenie had been chatting with Jacob, while Tina and Newt fell into awkward silence.

Aiden was eating the beef pie madly, but suddenly he put it down and glanced at the four people.

"Two couples and a single person eating dog food." The system helped Aiden express his strange feelings.

'Well, you're right, so I have to eat more to make up for the loss. 'The heartless dragon has become immune to the system.

"Working in the Magical Congress is terrible. I'm either serving tea or cleaning the bathroom for them."

......

Queenie was chatting with Jacob, but Jacob didn't say a word the whole time. The embarrassment between Newt and Tina was visible to the naked eye.

"Ms. Goldstein, I think Mr. Kowalski and the little wizard need some rest, besides we have to go find my crazy Niffler tomorrow morning." Newt stood up and ended the awkward conversation.

"What's a Niffler?" Queenie looked at Tina in confusion.

"Don't ask." Tina replied to Queenie, then looked at the three people and said, "Also, you can rest here for one night."

At night, Aiden and his party were arranged in a small room.

Aiden patted his clothes, and the threads on them flipped over to become pajamas.

There was a knock on the door, and Tina pushed open the door and came in with cocoa. "I thought you might need cocoa."

Aiden took the hot cocoa and drank it all. Jacob also took the cup and showed it off to Aiden.

Newt lay on the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, looking autistic.

"What's wrong with him?" Jacob asked Aiden puzzledly.

"Maybe he's worried." Aiden pointed out the reason why Newt was in a bad mood.

"What are you worried about?" Jacob was even more confused.

“The animals you let loose, and the time and energy it takes to deal with the impact they cause.” Aiden shook his head.