Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Peter and the others quickly withdrew. In the not-so-empty hall, only Aaron and the White Witch were left waiting for the seal to be broken.

"Careless in making friends!" Aaron sighed speechlessly, "This is not the first time I have encountered this kind of person, and I even said that I have encountered it many times.

Getting into trouble, being unreliable, and holding back are all king-level, but every time I have to clean up the mess.

The [-]% certainty seems not low, but if I fail, I have to face the great magician who broke through the seal. I really didn't think about it for me at all. "

The White Witch showed a flattering smile, and said in a gentle tone: "You and I are both wizards, there is no need to fight to the death."

"This is still necessary, you die, I live."

"You...what are you trying to figure out?

We wield great power, and they are mere ants, fit only to live under our rule. "

Aaron plucked his ears impatiently, "I'm not interested in ruling, but I'm quite interested in saving Narnia.

Your power is too strong, I'm sorry, I can't let you out. "

A flash of hatred flashed in the White Witch's eyes, "It seems that there is nothing to discuss, but can you answer me a question before I disappear."

"Excuse me."

"They don't see your strength, but I can.

With your magic power, you can completely wipe out the army of Tammorians, why..."

"First of all, peace is a complicated thing, and easy peace is not strong.

Next, Aslan had some bright little girl warn me not to go too far.

In the end, I had a lot of blood on my hands.

Although the people who died at my hands deserved to die, but if I don't restrain myself and start killing at every turn, then sooner or later I will become more terrifying than you. Aaron said very seriously, then glanced at the ice wall that was more than half cracked, and slowly raised his right hand.

The next moment, five magic circles of red, blue, yellow, green, and purple surrounded the ice wall, and they connected into a pentagram in midair, continuously compressing the white cold air.

The ice wall stopped shattering immediately, but Aaron frowned slightly. The situation seemed a little different from what he expected.

There is a force that hinders his seal, and the part of the ice wall that has been broken cannot be repaired.

"Isn't it a surprise, this is the Supreme Grimoire." The White Witch said proudly, "Your sealing magic can be regarded as entering the room, and it has isolated the influence of Adam's blood on me, but what has happened is hard to change.

I have plenty of time, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years is just a flick of a finger for me, and your seal will gradually be obliterated by time, and then I will regain my freedom. "

"It's a bit troublesome!" Aaron smacked his lips, "But it doesn't matter, I am confident that I will become a god within a hundred years, and I will kill you after some time.

If I'm not mistaken, the High Magic Code is only a rule for Narnia, but for the gods, it is a piece of paper that can be torn at will. "

"Are you kidding me?" The White Witch roared angrily, her white hair kept flying in the ice wall.

"This is really not a joke." Aaron shook his head, and then changed the topic, "But forget it, a hundred years is too long, accidents may happen in the middle, and I don't like to leave hidden dangers very much."

After the words fell, Aaron took out a small bottle of purple solution, "I haven't used this thing since I got it, and it is worthy of its value to use it on a great magician today."

"This is?" The White Witch's eyes widened in astonishment, her face turned pale instantly, "No, take it away, don't come here."

"Don't worry, you won't feel pain." Aaron shrugged, then opened the medicine bottle, and poured all the moon drops on the White Witch's staff.

The protection given to her by the Supreme Magic Code disappeared without a trace at this moment, and the five-fold magic circle instantly became brighter, completely engulfing the white cold air, and the shattered ice wall also returned to its original state.

Seeing the immediate effect of the Moon Drop, Aaron felt his heart twitch inexplicably, as if this wave was a loss.

But after putting his eyes on the silver-white staff, he felt a little comforted.

The material is special, and it also has the power of the ice and snow system. Taking it back and melting it can also improve the progress of the artifact forging.

"What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking...it has nothing to do with you." Aaron said, then pulled out the staff, and put it into his dressing room openly.

The White Witch's eyes widened, even if she wanted to steal her magic weapon, it would be best to wait until after she died!

What do you mean by grabbing in person?

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

"It's almost time to send you on your way." Aaron reached into a wine-red magic circle, took out the flintlock pistol, and loaded a red bullet into it in front of the White Witch.

"This is an enchanted bullet made from the tail feathers of the phoenix." Aaron explained patiently, "Now you are the fish on the chopping board, and any sword can kill you.

But you are the first wizard comparable to a holy magician who died at my hands, so there is still a necessary sense of ritual.

I made this bullet with great difficulty, and it contains powerful flame energy. This ice wall will melt instantly, and you won't even have a scum left. "

White Witch:  …

As for killing everything so fresh and refined?

boom!

The red bullet hit the White Witch's forehead, and as she roared unwillingly and resentfully, the crimson flames engulfed everything.

Peter and others outside heard the gunshots and rushed in.

"Where's the White Witch?" Lucy asked.

"Of course it died. I used a very, very, very precious one-time magic item." Aaron said solemnly, although he still had a lot of bullets of that kind.

"Okay!" Peter nodded, "At least we won't have any worries."

"Since you are a wizard, then..." Susan hesitated to speak, "Maybe I shouldn't ask this question, but do you have any way to deal with the army of Tammorians?"

The others also looked at Aaron expectantly, as if they regarded him as a life-saving straw.

Aaron was a powerful fighter before, which was helpful to the battle situation, but he would not have much advantage against the army.

But now Aaron is a powerful wizard, and the White Witch has personally recognized it. Magic may play a subversive role in war.

"Well..." Aaron showed a look of embarrassment, "I'm just an ordinary fourth-year wizard, and I'm still three years away from graduation!"

"What do you mean?" asked Caspian.

Aaron rolled his eyes, "It means that I can't fight an army, and in the end I still have to rely on the Narnians themselves."

When everyone heard this, a look of disappointment inevitably flashed in their eyes, but they soon cheered up.

"Your Majesty, we must make preparations," Trumpkin said.

"I know." Peter nodded heavily, "Let everyone get ready for battle, put on their armor and weapons, and we have to discuss how to deploy our troops."

"And dig a trap," said Caspian. "I know the Tammori army, the catapults, the cavalry, and finally the infantry.

If there is no temporary change of generals, it should still be this attack mode. "

......

Caspian sat on a rock above the bunker, watching the sun rise from a distance.

Cornelius came over to accompany his proud student.

"Why don't you ever talk about my father?"

"My mother is a black dwarf from the mountains in the north." Cornelius said in a deep voice, "I have taken risks all these years just so that one day you can become a better king than your ancestors."

"Then I've let you down," said Caspian, bowing his head.

Cornelius shook his head slightly, "Everything I tell you and what I don't tell you is because I believe in you.

It's your chance to become the noblest paradox in history and save the Tammorians of Narnia. "

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron walked over while clapping his hands.

Behind him were Peter and the others, but they all seemed a little excited.

"As expected of the prince's teacher, what you said is very good.

We will not stay in this world for too long, the hope of saving Narnia falls on you, don't let us down! "

"Why are you here?"

"Come to test Aaron's new weapon." Edmund said excitedly, "I thought it would be incredible for Aaron to bring two pistols here, but I didn't expect... Anyway, my layout is really too small."

"New weapon?"

Aaron snapped his fingers, a green magic circle emerged, and a black sniper rifle about [-] meters long landed in his arms.

"That's it." Peter sighed, "Heavy sniper rifle, I would never believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."

"I love magic." Lucy laughed.

Edmund couldn't help stretching out his right hand, but before he could touch it, Aaron glared back, "Look only, don't touch."

"Hey! Don't be so stingy!" Edmond said embarrassingly, "Which boy can resist such a temptation?"

"It's a shame that you were a king hundreds of years ago, and you can't even resist this temptation." Aaron gave him a blank stare, "Don't make me despise you!"

Edmund:  …

"Or you still despise me!"

The corners of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at his face meaningfully, "Why don't you stand in the front and be a target for me, you may not even be able to shoot bullets through your face."

"Stop joking, business matters," Peter said.

Aaron shrugged, found a suitable position, and put down the sniper rifle.

"See that tree over there?"

"Uh... I don't want to say it, but it seems that the opposite side is full of trees." Caspian said with an unnatural expression.

"The one with the fruit."

"We don't have a scope." Susan rolled her eyes. "It's at least a mile away from the woods. We can barely see the trees."

"Okay! I was negligent. I tried to make you ordinary people see clearly." Aaron said, then lay down on the ground, adjusted his breathing, pulled the bolt, and aimed.

With the infusion of magic power, a green magic circle appeared on the scope, and the pattern on the gun body also shone with a little dark light.

boom!

The golden bullet shot out, directly interrupting a towering giant tree 2000 meters away.

hiss--

There was a sound of gasping for air, Peter and the four looked in disbelief, Caspian and Cornelius stood up in astonishment.

"This gun...is a bit more powerful!" Peter said with wide-eyed eyes.

"Not only." Susan murmured, "This must be 2000 meters away!"

"Not much, 400 meters." Aaron said proudly, "This gun was made by my ancestors with painstaking efforts, and all parts except the bullets were completed by him independently.

Its basic data far exceeds that of ordinary firearms, and its range is 2000 meters.

But how powerful it can be in the hands of a wizard like me depends on the amount of magic power infused. The more magic power infused, the greater the power, but there is a certain upper limit.

And if you want to continue to increase the power on this basis, you can only use special bullets..."

Several people were stunned and stunned when they heard it, and they didn't recover from it for a long time.

"Have wizards kept pace with the times?" Edmund asked in surprise, "Why do I think you guys are more proficient with guns than ordinary people?"

"Our family has a lot of side businesses, one of which is... ammunition." Aaron said shyly.

Hearing this, the four of Peter looked at each other in blank dismay.

The case was solved, no wonder a good wizard would bring so many firearms, this family condition is no one else.

"To what extent can it be the most powerful?" Caspian asked earnestly.

"It shouldn't be a problem to smash the gate of Tammor Castle." Aaron said after thinking for a while.

This is an answer that everyone can accept. In fact, with his current level of magic power and three enchanted bullets, not to mention the city gate, even the city wall can collapse.

But this is a bit shocking, and he doesn't need to tell these people.

"If that's the case, we can hold it," said Caspian with relief. "If we're lucky, we might win the battle."

"The ideal is full, but the reality..." Aaron didn't finish his sentence, but everyone's heart skipped a beat.

"What's the reality?" Susan asked eagerly.

"The reality is that the conditions are very limited." Aaron patted the body of the sniper rifle, "The ammunition capacity is fifteen rounds, one round was used just now, and there are still fourteen rounds left.

And my magic power is limited, and I can't achieve the maximum power with every shot. "

"Fourteen chances?" Peter frowned slightly. "That's okay, as long as we can kill Miraz, the Tanmor army will be in chaos, and we will have a chance to turn defeat into victory."

"No," said Caspian presently, "it's not the right way.

The King is the ruler of the Tammorians, but a considerable amount of power is also held by the Parliament.

Just killing Miraz is not enough, they can elect another leader in a short time, and none of us can say what kind of character the other leader will be.

Maybe they will retreat, or they may speed up their onslaught to avenge the king. "

"It's really complicated." Aaron said speechlessly, "But it's okay, I didn't intend to help you kill people."

Caspian couldn't hold back immediately, "This joke can't be messed up!"

"Yes!" Edmund said, "We need your strength for the next battle. We don't know how to use sniper rifles. Your strength is indispensable."