Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Little Barty was extremely proud, not at all panicked, and even full of confidence.

Although no one on the opposite side was much weaker than him, and Aberforth and Aaron were far more powerful than him, there were so many of them that if they swarmed up, they could be temporarily trapped even if they couldn't be killed.

Moreover, the hostage Gabriel Delacour is still in his hands, so Aaron will not use all his strength casually.

As long as they can persist until the master takes care of the resistance forces in Hogwarts, these people are just meat on the chopping board, credit delivered to their doorstep.

"The situation is already very clear." Little Barty said, "The master has personally set up an anti-Apparition barrier in the Forbidden Forest. You can't escape.

For the sake of our many dealings, surrender!

I will intercede for you in front of the master and give you a decent death. If you are lucky, you may be able to keep a complete body. "

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! How arrogant." Aaron said pitifully, "How much confidence does the wrong perception bring you?"

Little Barty was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "I also want to know where do you get your confidence?"

"Remember the man who went to Malfoy Manor to rob the prison?" Aaron pointed out.

Little Barty's expression changed, and he felt a dull pain in his chest.

But he soon calmed down. There was a barrier set up by the Dark Lord here, so he couldn't apparate.

Moreover, Aaron has already summoned Aberforth and others through the so-called White God Mark, and it is impossible for him to use this mark for a second summons.

"Tataru Stone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure with flashing blue light appeared in front of Aaron.

The blue light dissipated, and Ramon Lancelot knelt down on one knee, showing great respect, "Ramont Lancelot, report."

"Is this the reinforcements you're talking about?" Frank asked in surprise.

"Okay?"

"That's great." Alice nodded.

Aberforth's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Ramon seriously. "He is very strong. Even I may not be able to defeat him."

"This is really good news." Moody said with a smile. In this case, they were not picky. One more person would give them more strength, and a powerful wizard would share a lot of pressure.

"Get up!" Aaron said calmly.

"Yes." Ramon smiled slightly and stood up.

"You..." Little Barty looked panicked, feeling that the situation seemed out of control, "How did you get here? It's impossible to apparate here."

"This barrier has indeed blocked the space, and it is difficult for me to break through it with my strength." Ramon said patiently, "But as long as the master calls, I will return to the master even if I am at the end of the world."

"Master?" Little Barty seemed to have thought of something and glared at Aaron angrily, "Aren't you expelled from the Gaius family? Why are there still servants following you?"

"Hey hey hey! You are really overthinking this.

Ramon is the servant I took after I left the family. He is only loyal to me and has nothing to do with the Gaius family. Aaron explained seriously, "Do you understand what I said?" "

"Fart, do you think I will believe it?" Little Barty said viciously.

If Ramon was just a magister, he might have believed it, but how could an unadulterated great magister be so easy to recruit?

What's more, the Death Eaters have never relaxed their surveillance of Aaron. After he left the Gaius family, he spent most of his time in Hogwarts, and the remaining little time in Diagon Alley.

In other words, he has no chance to recruit such a strong person, he can't just conjure it out of thin air!

"I know you don't believe it, I can prove it to you." Aaron said and took out a spherical stone with a ring, which was still flashing with a fierce red light.

"This is..." Ramon frowned and couldn't help but said: "Master, this subordinate believes that the reincarnation blood stone..."

"What?" Aaron looked at him playfully, "Do you have any objections?"

Ramon's heart skipped a beat, "Ramon doesn't dare."

"It's best." Aaron snorted, and then injected his magic power into the Samsara Blood Stone, "The Samsara Blood Stone appears."

After the words fell, the Samsara Blood Stone flew into the air, and then turned into a dark red figure.

A woman wearing a black dress and red armor knelt down on one knee in front of Aaron, "Reincarnation Blood Stone, see Dark Emperor."

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Emperor."

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned. A big living person appeared in front of them. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it.

Transfiguration? Impossible, the transformation technique does not have such an exaggerated effect.

Create magic? It's impossible, even the Holy Magister can't create a brand new life, not to mention that the aura of this life is not weak at all, at least it is at the level of the Great Magister.

"Dark Duchess, my master likes to be called Dark Emperor." Ramon reminded him disdainfully.

"Soul-Calling Demon King, the emperor hasn't spoken yet, and you are so eager to show your presence?" the gloomy duchess replied not to be outdone.

"Haha! The soul-calling devil is already a thing of the past. My name now is Ramon Lancelot."

"What a stupid name?"

"This is the name given by the master."

"What a good name. When you hear it, you will be the best among people." The gloomy duchess immediately said sincerely, and then changed the topic, "It's a pity that some people are not worthy of this name."

"Although your tone is full of yin and yang, the jealousy in your heart cannot be hidden from me." Ramon teased proudly.

The sinister duchess glared at Ramon angrily, "It's amazing to be able to steal the mind!"

“It’s really amazing, as long as I want it, I know what the people around me think.

So don’t speak ill of me in your heart next time, it’s the same thing in person. "

"Don't be too proud." A ball of red energy appeared on the hand of the gloomy duchess, "Reincarnation withers and buries the heart."

A layer of red light flashed across the body of the eerie duchess, "You can't read my thoughts now!"

Ramon looked ugly, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and said righteously: "I am not interested in your ideas at all, not to mention that we are working for the same master now, and I will not do anything that affects unity."

Hearing this, the Gloomy Duchess almost laughed out of anger.

Damn it! I have finished all the good things for you.

"Uh...Mr. Gaius, what is going on?" Aberforth asked curiously. He has lived for more than a century and has never seen anything, but this is the first time such a magical thing has happened. Once seen.

"Well... this is more troublesome to explain!" Aaron said awkwardly, "As you saw just now, whether it is Ramon Lancelot or the Gloomy Duchess, I used the Dark Spirit Stone to summon The most loyal servant that ever came out.”

"Dark Spiritual Stone?" This word flashed in Aberforth's mind, but he searched through his memory and couldn't find any information. It seemed as if it had never appeared in this world.

"Don't think about it, you can't find it, but I can tell you kindly." Ramon said meaningfully, "Tatalu stone, reincarnation blood stone, dark moon stone, black magnet stone, Haiti Si and other five The Dark Spiritual Stone is the energy component of the Dark Emperor."

"Five, five?" Frank said in surprise, "Does that mean there are five people like you?"

"You can understand that, but now..." Ramon said, paused, and then looked at Aaron respectfully, "Master, can I say something?"

"Keep your wits about you."

Ramon nodded and continued: "Now only the Tatar Stone, the Samsara Blood Stone and the Haitian Stone have been given physical bodies by their masters."

"Haiti Division?" The expression of the Gloomy Duchess changed drastically, "He was also summoned by the Emperor?"

"The Haitian Division was the first one to be summoned. You know his energy well. The two of us together probably can't defeat him."

"We can only compete for second place, is that what you mean?"

Ramon: ...

The Haitian Division is still here. Are you saying that we don't want to lose face?

Jacques Mearns, who was standing next to Barty Crouch Jr., looked at the performance of these two live treasures with a hint of amusement on his lips.

Yes, quite self-aware.

"Okay, time is running out, let's get down to business!" Aaron said lightly, and Ramon and the Gloomy Duchess immediately took a posture of listening to the teachings.

"Dark Duchess, what is the level of your magic power?"

"The middle-level great mage, the most proficient magic is blight."

"Not bad, a little better than the current Ramon."

"I am stronger than him." The dark duchess said with a proud smile. This is the truth. The energy of the Samsara Blood Stone is already on top of the Tatar Stone.

"Very good." Aaron said with satisfaction, "Just like Ramon said, don't call me the Dark Emperor, I don't like it."

"Then the Great Emperor... I wonder what the Gloomy Duchess would like to call you?"

"Aaron Gaius, this is my name. As for calling me... master or young master, both are fine."

The gloomy duchess was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "When there are no outsiders, you are the master, and when there are outsiders, you are the young master."

Aaron:......

What a genius!

"Huh!" Aaron took a deep breath, "Ramon, I will give you a task. After this battle is over, you will be given a month to teach her."

Ramon's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes towards the sinister duchess were full of provocation and amusement.

Thank you Master for your kindness. This old enemy fell into his hands, and he would not be happy unless he dealt with it properly.

As for the master's intention, he completely understood it. He wanted to teach the gloomy duchess the art of dealing with others and speaking. Otherwise, with her character, the master would be embarrassed to take her with him.

"Master, don't worry, my subordinates will do their best to get rid of some bad habits of the gloomy duchess."

The Gloomy Duchess secretly thought that it was not good. She could now imagine how aggrieved she would be if she fell into the hands of the Soul-Calling Demon King.

But this was the master's order and she couldn't disobey it. She could only hope that the month would pass faster.

"Dark Duchess."

"Ah, yes, my subordinate is here." The Gloomy Duchess came to her senses and said respectfully immediately.

“The Gloomy Duchess is said to be a name, but it’s more like a nickname, too arrogant.

Don't mind if I change your name again! "

"Please the emperor, no, please give me a name from the master." The gloomy duchess said excitedly.

"Naga, how about Naga Shatil?"

"Thank you Master for the name."

Aaron looked at the stunned Barty Crouch Jr., "This is my reinforcement.

Surprised or not? Is it surprising? "

Little Barty pursed his lips, "It's indeed a bit magical, but even so, there are only seven of you.

Two hundred to one, the advantage is still mine. "

"Hey! Don't talk too much." Aaron said meaningfully, and then snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, dense red eyes appeared in the forbidden forest, making people's scalp numb.

Hundreds of shadow ninjas emerged from the shadows, armed with different weapons, fighting against the Death Eaters and Acromantulas.

"How...how can there be so many?" Little Barty said in disbelief.

"Is that many?" Aaron said disapprovingly, "I don't think there are many. With my current magic power, I can only summon 800."

"You have summoned before, but the number has never exceeded one hundred." Moody's mouth twitched. He understood little Barty's current mood very well. The situation was getting out of control little by little.

Although he was also very surprised, he had to say that it was well done.

“Not more than a hundred doesn’t mean I can only summon a hundred.

In addition, the ghost mask was created by me myself, and the upper limit is one hundred, but my own ability is far beyond that mask. "

"It's very well hidden," said Aberforth.

"It's your trump card! Can't you hide it?" Aaron said matter-of-factly, "Although the combat power of the Black Shadow Ninja is not as good as that of the Wizard, in this case, he can make up for it.

Besides, if you include them, two hundred to one becomes almost two to one. "

"So what?" Little Barty said in a stern voice, "Even if it's two to one, the advantage is mine."

"Don't get excited, don't get excited." Aaron waved his hand and said, "I know you want to delay because your self-confidence is not particularly high.

The longer you delay, the greater the chance that Voldemort will come back, and the more beneficial it will be to you.

But I'm not worried at all, because in my plan I'm afraid he won't have the chance to appreciate the scenery of the Forbidden Forest.

Hogwarts is where Tom Riddle is buried. "

"Arrogant." Little Barty cursed angrily, "The master has already won, and now he is just enjoying the fruits of victory."

"If you really think so, I have nothing to say, but I can tell you one thing very clearly.

More than ten years ago, when Voldemort killed the Potters in Godric's Hollow, he was killed by his own death curse.

At that time, a small part of his soul split, and this small part merged into the only living thing in the room. Guess who that living thing is? "

Little Barty's eyes widened and his pupils trembled violently, "Harry Potter?"

"Yes, that's him." Aaron applauded. "Just now, Voldemort personally killed the fragments of his soul that belonged to Harry Potter."

"Impossible, you are lying to me, how could Master do that?"

"Then why did he fall to the ground after his death curse hit Harry?" Aaron said with a playful smile, "Harry Potter is Voldemort's Horcrux, what else can you think of besides this? Any other explanation?"