Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Is it delaying time?" Voldemort looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you think Dumbledore will come to save you?"

Hearing this, Aaron's pupils trembled violently, and he immediately pretended to be surprised.

"It seems I guessed right." Voldemort said triumphantly, and then changed the subject, "Unfortunately, he couldn't find it here.

But I hope he can find it here. It's a bit shabby that the only audience to witness the return of the Dark Lord is the Death Eaters and you students.

It would be great if the White Demon King could come over, he has enough weight, and his life will cast a shadow over the entire magic world, making it easier for me to rule in the future. "

"Don't think about it," said Harry loudly, "Dumbledore will beat you."

"Idiot!" Aaron complained speechlessly in his heart, not understanding what benefits Harry could get by brushing his presence at this time.

"Cruciatus!" Voldemort directly rewarded him with a Cruciatus Curse, and after the painful torture was over, he said unhurriedly: "Find out your situation Harry Potter, but I'll deal with you later Bar!"

"Aaron Gaius, let the dark forces destroy your unrealistic fantasy!" Voldemort said lightly, then turned to look at the group of Death Eaters, "You go together, you can use all means .

Whoever brings him to me first will forgive the 13-year debt and get Voldemort's reward. "

Hearing this, more than 30 Death Eaters were taken aback, and then looked at Aaron with greedy eyes.

"I have to help him." Cedric said seriously, the wound on his shoulder was still dripping blood, the continuous loss of blood made his face pale and his vision blurred.

But his right hand held the wand tightly, and his attitude was extremely resolute.

Viktor and Fleur nodded at the same time. They have a clear understanding of their own strength. They may be able to deal with one or two Death Eaters, but there are dozens of Death Eaters here, and they are definitely not opponents.

But the result seems to be doomed, and there are only two dead ends before them.

Either join the fight and die in battle, or stand aside, and after Aaron is defeated, Voldemort will kill a few of them in front of his face.

As the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, choosing the first path is worthy of their pride.

The three quickly stood beside Aaron, facing the Death Eaters ten times as many as their own.

Just as Aaron was about to speak, Fu Rong stepped forward and said, "Don't rush us away, we are indeed not as powerful as you, but our magic power is more abundant than yours."

"It won't help much, but it can still help you with a few spells," Cedric said.

"If you must die, we will die before you." Krum added.

Aaron is also speechless, I am still trying to save your lives, but what do you mean by dying so eagerly?

"Let's begin!" Voldemort said lightly, and more than thirty Death Eaters rushed towards Aaron in unison.

"This is trying to force me to die!" Aaron smiled sadly, then quickly turned around, and with a wave of his wand, all three of Cedric were sent flying.

"What are you doing?" Cedric scolded angrily.

"Don't be so righteous and awe-inspiring if you are slowing down. Your joining will only affect my performance." Aaron said calmly, and then moved forward at the same pace.

Before the Death Eaters arrived, dense spells were poured down.

Aaron raised his hand slowly, and a huge yellow magic circle emerged and blocked him.

The colorful but lethal spells hit the defensive magic circle, making a crackling sound.

This is an advanced defensive magic, and under normal circumstances, the magister cannot break it for a while.

But now that there are dozens of magisters, Aaron can't stand the number of attacks. He can only stabilize the output of magic power and think of other ways while fighting hard.

"Blast with magic, don't disconnect."

A Death Eater roared, his wand shooting out a cyan shockwave the size of a bowl.

Several Death Eaters began to follow suit, and seven or eight pillars of magic power hit the defensive magic circle, and the number continued to increase.

Click!Click!

Cracks began to appear in the magic circle, and magic power with attributes such as cutting, cursing, drowsiness, paralysis, petrification, etc. flowed out through the gaps.

Aaron was forced to retreat steadily, forcibly squeezing the magic power in his body, so that the magic circle would not collapse.

"Missing body." Aaron shouted anxiously in his heart, and at the same time revealed his current situation to the other party.

"I'm ready, you can take me back anytime you want."

"Not yet, I need your magic power."

"But in this way, you are still just a magister, and you are not an opponent of dozens of Death Eaters at all."

"Do as I say, you have more important tasks."

Aaron also knew that just using the Missing Body as a power bank would not solve the current predicament.

But it is because he is the magister Voldemort that he is happy to watch the show, but if he suddenly becomes a great magister, he will definitely end in person.

These dozens of Death Eaters combined can't compare to a peak magician, and the situation will be even more dangerous then.

The missing body sighed silently, and transferred [-]% of its magic power to the main body, leaving only the basic mobility.

Aaron felt the magic power surge up, and he gained some confidence in the face of dozens of Death Eaters.

The high-level defensive magic circle was instantly stabilized, and based on this, the ultimate defensive magic circle was created. Layers of complex coils slowly emerged on the inner ring, outer ring and star.

The golden light lit up the night, and the magic shield more than ten meters high separated Aaron from the Death Eaters like an indestructible wall.

Voldemort watched this scene with great interest, "Yes, this is it.

Harry Potter, see?

Two years ago, he almost knocked me out of my wits with an offensive magic circle of the same level.

I was puzzled before, two years had passed, but his magic energy hadn't improved much. Now it seems that he spent all his time and energy on improving the magic circle. "

Harry also clicked his tongue secretly, shocked.

He was very impressed by the thunder-attribute magic circle two years ago, and even the Slytherin secret room caused quite an earthquake.

But that magic circle took Aaron a lot of time and the blood of the basilisk to barely complete it.

But what he saw now, it took less than a minute, and no materials were used. An ultimate magic circle was completed, and it even blocked the attacks of dozens of Death Eaters. This is simply a fantasy.

Harry suddenly thought that Aaron usually carried a notebook wherever he went, and kept writing and drawing in it.

At that time, they all thought it was the top student sorting out the class notes, so they didn't care. Now it seems that it is not a note at all, but it is clearly the practice manual of the magic circle. No wonder no one shows it.

The three of Cedric looked at this scene blankly, swallowing saliva involuntarily.

It was the first time they had the idea that they were useless, and it was not wrong to be said to be dragging their feet. Just because a few of them participated in this kind of battle, they might not even be able to escape the waves.

"Master, his talent is too strong, don't we..." Little Barty said with a little hesitation, and then made a movement of cutting his throat.

"No, the spokesperson I choose can't be an ordinary genius, it has to be different.

Besides, there is a huge gap between a magister and a grand magister. Unless he is a great magister now and can use this level of magic as he pleases, there is no threat to me at all. "

"But his growth rate?"

"Why do you think I want to subdue him?" said the old God Voldemort, "Gaius is the wizarding family that values ​​the spirit of contract the most. Once they swear allegiance, their loyalty is definitely higher than that of the Death Eaters.

I'll be patient enough until he grows up to be a great magister, but if he's still clueless beyond that threshold then it's not my fault.

There can be no destabilizing factors in the Dark Lord's great cause. "

"Master is wise." Little Batty laughed.

Aaron didn't know the conversation between the master and the servant, but if he knew, he would sigh secretly for his foresight.

"System, the two tasks should be considered complete!"

"of course."

"Collect your reward, and then... the dog charm, hurry up."

At the same time, the missing body, which was recovering its magic power in the Shenming Temple, suddenly felt something and turned to look at the ground.

A black shadow ninja was kneeling in front of him, holding a spell in his bluish-white hands with a yellow puppy pattern on it.

"Fuck!"

Immediately, the thought body was not sleepy, and immediately picked up the talisman and meditated to absorb it.

This should be the more important task that Ontology said. As long as he gets the power of immortality, even if he is really captured alive, he still has the hope of making a comeback.

Soon, the image of a puppy shining with white light appeared in the pupils of the missing body, and the dog charm also became ordinary in an instant, as if it was an ordinary stone that would break when pinched.

"It's comfortable, and the sense of security comes up instantly.

From now on, it can be regarded as having a foothold in the magic world. "The missing body didn't show how excited it was, but simply sighed and sat lazily on the sofa.

It is still necessary to restore the magic power, but it does not have the sense of urgency just now.

Aaron, who was struggling to maintain the magic circle, also felt something at this moment, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Having acquired the divine power of immortality, he now has no scruples, and can rest assured that his life, even if it is Voldemort...

Thinking of half of Aaron's thoughts, he immediately extinguished the thoughts in his mind. This flag must never be set up again, especially since Voldemort is still here!

If he finds out that he is immortal, he will throw everything he cares about, and it is not impossible to arrest him for experiments.

Voldemort, who had been paying attention to Aaron all this time, saw Aaron's expression, and suddenly there was a touch of doubt on his face, and then he sneered, "It seems that I am too kind, and I don't put enough pressure on you!"

Voldemort raised his wand, aiming at Aaron casually, and a white beam of light as thick as a bucket hit him directly.