Magic Journey from Hogwarts

boom!

Caught off guard by the impact, Voldemort never expected that someone would attack from behind, and it succeeded.

Not only did he fail to grasp the Sorcerer's Stone, but the continuous output of magic power was also interrupted. The curse of the two professors instantly overwhelmed Voldemort's Killing Curse and hit him.

"what!"

Voldemort let out a scream, and the pain made him tremble all over.

The one who screamed with him was the face of Quirrell who had been replaced on the back of his head, but he was much more miserable than Voldemort, with a hideous face and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Voldemort just experienced the pain for a while, and then his state dropped a few levels again, and he could abandon this body at any time.

But Professor Quirrell, who is the owner of the body, will be accompanied by such irreversible damage until death.

"Master, I'm about... I can't hold on any longer." Professor Quirrell spoke incoherently and intermittently, exactly the same as his usual disguise.

But this time it's not a pretense, it's real.

"Shut up, you bastard.

Fortunately, you are still behind, and you didn't even notice the sneak attack. " Voldemort cursed angrily, and then turned his attention to the figure that was attacking him.

Not only him, but everyone looked at the white figure hovering in midair in astonishment.

"Is that...a dragon?" Hermione murmured.

"It should be!" Ron swallowed, "My brother sent some photos before, and it looks similar to some juvenile dragons, but... this is too cool!

I'm sure not even Charlie has ever seen a whiter, more divine dragon than a unicorn. "

"come over."

Aaron beckoned, and the young dragon in mid-air flew down.

During the fall, its body shrunk rapidly and turned into the appearance of Abe, with a bright red gemstone dangling from its mouth.

"Okay, well done.

When you go back, you will be rewarded with a turkey. "Aaron patted its faucet, and then took the Philosopher's Stone off.

"It's you." Voldemort saw Abe, and thought of being kicked by it in the Forbidden Forest, he was furious and wanted to kill him immediately.

But now he is injured more and more, and his condition can no longer be described as poor.

Quirrell's body has entered a countdown to decay, no matter how much he hates, he is powerless to retaliate, and after calming down, he is also a little curious about this dragon.

In the wizarding world, dragons are the pinnacle of magical creatures, powerful but rare.

But this is not to say that there is no chance to see it, but it is the first time he has seen a dragon that has never appeared before and can freely control its size, and it is definitely the only one.

"Isn't that it? Doesn't it look familiar?" Aaron teased, "I thought I didn't need Abe to make a move, but your strength forced me to do so.

Fortunately, I succeeded. "

"Hmph! This is not luck.

Your timing was perfect, and I couldn't refuse the Philosopher's Stone as bait. Voldemort looked at Abe, who was completely out of line with the mighty and domineering just now, "What kind of creature is that?"

You have been in school for more than half a year. If it is a dragon, it should not only grow to the size it was just now. "

"As expected of the Dark Lord, you can find the key point at once."

Aaron also knew that there were so many people here, and Abbe's identity must not be kept secret.

After thinking for a while, he pretended to explain: "It's normal that you don't know, it is one of our family's inheritance, but it happened to be hatched in my generation.

It only recognizes the blood of my family, but it grows very slowly. "

"That's an honor!" Voldemort said with a dark smile. "Being able to see such a creature before this body is destroyed is a worthwhile trip."

After the words fell, Quirrell panicked at the back of his head, "Master, you can't give up on me, I'm your most loyal slave, I..."

"To shut up!

The Dark Lord will not abandon his loyal servant. "Voldemort said coldly, "It's not that I haven't failed, but I will never die. I may give you a new life when I return. "

"Thank you, master, thank you..."

Quirrell was grateful, but closed his eyes after a while.

The back of his head also turned into black particles after he closed his eyes and dissipated into the air, leaving only the front half of the head controlled by Voldemort.

"Hiss! How miserable." Aaron gasped, and the three of Harry opened their mouths in shock. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape were relatively calm. Leverage.

"Death was just a relief to him.

It was an honor for Quirinus Quirrell to lay down his life for the great Dark Lord. "Voldemort said lightly, "When you surrender to me in the future, you may agree with this will. "

Aaron:  …

Gan!

Huge gift crab!Even at this time, don't let me go.

How can I be able to make the Dark Lord miss you so much?

"Um...Actually, Harry Potter is better than me, and it is impossible for me to submit to you.

So... you better focus on him! "

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched suddenly, and he stared blankly at Aaron with extremely resentful eyes.

"You don't need to remind me, I didn't intend to let him go." Voldemort said angrily, "Trust me, time will tell.

In the future, you will find that becoming my heir is your best choice. "

Aaron pondered for a while, looked at the backs of the two professors, and said, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, I ask you one thing.

I will leave him alone later, and I will personally send him on the road. "

"This...isn't appropriate!" Professor McGonagall said speechlessly.

Although thanks to Aaron, Voldemort suffered a full blow from him and Snape, and his body that was already on the verge of collapse was even worse, and a weight was added to the balance of victory.

But it is not allowed to let a 12-year-old student kill someone, even if the target is the heinous Dark Lord.

Professor Snape chose to remain silent and said nothing.

"Severus, let him do it." Voldemort laughed loudly, "Stepping on the second generation of the Dark Lord, he is indeed my chosen heir."

"What about me..." Aaron couldn't hold back a swear word.

Originally, he just wanted to follow the two professors and pick up the head at the last moment, but now he suddenly had the urge to grab the head.

I don't want to inherit such a big family business, so I have to follow you to stand on the opposite side of the magic world?

Obviously he can lie down and win, but he wants to narrow the road, and become a black horror in the magic world?

Unless he's out of his mind, no, unless he's out of his mind, he wouldn't have chosen that path to kill Harry Potter.

"Are you sure?" Professor Snape frowned.

"It's not your turn to teach me how to do things, I know exactly what I'm talking about," roared Voldemort, "Harry Potter spent his parents' lives to become a celebrity in the wizarding world.

But he won my approval with his faith, wisdom and courage. "

"understood."

"Snape, you...

I don't approve of that, Aaron is just a 12 year old kid. "

"Professor McGonagall, he doesn't have much time." Snape said flatly, "Voldemort is a hero in the wizarding world after all, and we should respect his wishes before he died.

And, that's what Aaron meant too. "

"No, he is also my student, and he shouldn't be exposed to these things at a young age."

"Don't forget his origin, it might be a good thing for him to be exposed to these things earlier."

Professor McGonagall retorted speechlessly. Sooner or later, Voldemort would make a comeback. At that time, the entire wizarding world would be in turmoil. Those well-known wizard families were the ones he wanted to subdue.

Aaron is the only heir to the Gaius family, and sooner or later he will face this.

"Have you discussed it?" Voldemort asked a little impatiently, "Let's start now! I will use your embarrassed appearance to prove the power of black magic."

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flashed from Quirrell's wand, and Snape and Professor McGonagall immediately swung their wands to fight back.

The two white rays of light merged together, became thicker, and collided with the green Killing Curse.

boom!

After a long time, the magic power spread outward from the midpoint of the spell collision, the shock wave splashed the debris on the ground, and the flying dust filled the entire room.

Aaron and others watching the battle only vaguely heard the sound of a few heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Professor, are you all right?" Harry asked nervously.

However, a shaky figure came out of the dust, and the weak Voldemort left a horrible smile on several people, and then set his sights on Aaron.

"Hey, hey! Don't look at me like that, I'm scared."

"I don't see where you look scared." Voldemort said hoarsely, "Look at them all trembling, they don't even have the courage to face me.

But you're different, and it's nice to have two wands in your sleeves ready to go.

You want to kill me, it's easy, you can do it easily. "

"Crazy." Aaron stopped pretending and took out two wands directly, "You only have the strength to wait for death, otherwise I will run faster than anyone else."

"Sure enough, you are just like me when I was young."

"Don't be funny, I'm not like you," Aaron retorted, "Thinking of me as an idiot like you is your biggest mistake.

Any last words? "

"Dumbledore can't give you what you want, I'm waiting for you to come to me."