Hogwarts's Master of Mind

During dinner, Aiden got the Slytherin password.

At eleven o'clock, Aiden came to the basement of Hogwarts Castle and was about to go in when he suddenly felt a cold gaze.

Aiden used his ability to sense and found out it was Snape, but he did not expose his concealment.

After reciting the password, Aiden entered the Slytherin common room.

The walls of the Slytherin Common Room were made of rough stone, hung with silver-green fabrics and tapestries depicting Slytherin's history, and every texture appeared particularly profound under the dim light.

The flames in the fireplace danced, casting flickering shadows that contrasted beautifully with the carved wooden furniture in the room.

Soft green velvet cushions are dotted throughout, bringing a touch of comfort and luxury to this slightly dark space.

Obviously, the Slytherin members were already waiting for Aiden's arrival. The furniture had been moved to the corners, leaving only a wide open space in the middle.

Aiden looked at Marcus Flint, Miles Bletchley, Glynn Derrick. Lucian Boll. Brayson Zabini. Gemma Farley. Draco, Goyle, Crabbe...

“It’s quite a big deal,” Aiden said with a smile.

"Aiden Prewett, before we begin, let me ask you again, is this between you and Malfoy, or between you and Slytherin?" Gemma Farley asked.

"If it's a personal grudge, some of us won't participate. If it's about the school, don't blame us for outnumbering the minority tonight."

"It was originally a personal grudge, Ms. Gemma Farley, but now that we are here, we might as well have a fight. I believe there are many people who would not want to leave just like that."

Aiden narrowed his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, his heterochromatic eyes glowing faintly in the night.

"Why waste your time talking to him, Gemma? This guy hangs out with those Weasleys all day long. He must have joined the ranks of traitors a long time ago." Marcus Flint said.

"Oh, pure blood~ So noble." Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Why not be noble? We have noble blood and are stronger than them. We are born to control everything." said Theodore Nott.

"Then, if I am stronger than you, will you be under my control?" Aiden's eyes curved into a beautiful arc.

"Let's see what we can do. We'll take them down one by one and give you plenty of preferential treatment," said Gemma Farley.

"bring it on."

The crowd pushed aside, leaving a space as the duel arena.

Malfoy came on stage first. He took out his wand and was about to cast a spell when Aiden flicked his finger and used the wandless spell to push the enemy back three feet.

Malfoy was knocked flying and fell into the crowd, his lips tightly pursed and he said nothing.

The next person to come on the scene was Goyle, who was also knocked away, and then Crabbe, who suffered the same fate.

"He's very skilled in magic, be careful." Marcus Flint to Lucian Boll.

Lucien Bol walked into the arena and raised his hand to cast a stunning spell.

Aiden had already used his ability to read Lucien Bol's thoughts. He tilted his head slightly and escaped the curse.

"It's Legilimency," Gemma Farley reminded.

"Tsk, despicable sir." Aiden frowned.

He raised his hand and cast a stunning spell on Lucien Bol, who was knocked unconscious.

Slytherin's round-robin battle was not over yet. Next, Cassius Warrington, Graham Montagu, Terence Higgs, Miles Bletchley, Brayson Zabini, and Glynn Derrick took the stage one after another and were knocked unconscious one after another.

"It seems that there are only two prefects left." Aiden finally took out his wand and waved it.

"Let me do it." Marcus Flint walked into the venue.

Aiden gave him a dueling salute, but Marcus did not return the salute. He raised his hand and cast a disarming spell.

"That's pretty despicable." Aiden used the Shield Charm to block the Disarming Curse.

"The means are unjust, that's the norm for Slytherins."

Marcus seemed a little pleased with himself, and then fired a fire spell at Aiden.

Aiden used the Spring of Water to summon a large amount of clean water. He raised his wand suddenly, and the clean water extinguished Marcus's fire. For a moment, steam filled the Slytherin lounge.

With the help of water mist, Aiden cast a silencing spell and an illusion spell on himself.

As the mist dissipated, Marcus found that he had lost his target and looked around, trying to determine Aiden's location.

"Expelliarmus." Aiden's voice came from behind Marcus.

The spell hit Marcus and the wand fell out of Marcus' hand.

Seeing the wand slip out of his hand, Marcus turned around and swung his fist, ready to give Aiden a physical version of a knockout blow.

Unfortunately, Aiden saw through his thoughts, stretched out his left hand and pushed into the void, and Marcus flew out.

Seeing Marcus defeated, Gemma Farley walked into the field.

"Aiden Prewett, we have no intention of making an enemy of you. Things started with Malfoy's provocation, but it has come to this point. We have to have a fight." Gemma Farley pointed her wand at Aiden.

"Please." Aiden gave another dueling salute, and Gemma Farley returned the salute.

"Everyone is petrified." Gemma Farley took the first step.

"Armor protection." Aiden broke the spell.

Gemma Farley waved her wand and the surrounding furniture flew towards Aiden.

Aiden used a blasting spell to blow up the flying furniture, leaving debris on the ground.

Gemma Farley seized the opportunity and used transfiguration on the debris around Aiden. A large number of vines grew up and tied up Aiden's feet.

'Awesome!' This was the first person Aiden had seen who used Transfiguration in actual combat.

Aiden thought to himself, without stopping his hands, he used the splitting spell to cut the vines on his feet.

Gemma Farley took advantage of Aiden's gap and fired a stunning spell at him.

"Armor protect yourself." Aiden hurriedly used the armor spell to protect himself, but was hit and staggered.

Seeing that Aiden had revealed a bigger flaw, Gemma Farley prepared to take advantage of the situation and pursue him.

Aiden glared at Gemma Farley and launched a shock attack. Gemma Farley suddenly felt as if she was facing a dragon, and the rhythm of her spellcasting was disrupted.

Aiden seized the opportunity and cast a disarming spell to knock Gemma Farley's wand away, winning the duel tonight.

"Anyone else want to go up?" Aiden said to the remaining Slytherins.

Unfortunately, after the fierce confrontation, no young wizard was ready to continue fighting, and just like that, Slytherin welcomed their emperor (fog).

"No one came up, so I won?"

Aiden laughed.

"It's been a long time since we had this kind of activity. It's been a pleasant evening. Good night to you all." Aiden waved and prepared to leave.

The moment Aiden turned around, the magic sent him a warning.

"Ding, host......."

"Go to hell, you damn pure-blood traitor, four-five..." an unknown senior in the crowd shouted.

The shadow of the attack loomed over Aiden, but he also foresaw it through the reminder of magic.

He turned his head and looked at the man.

In the center of the heterochromatic irises is an erect pupil, and at this moment these eyes are emitting infinite rage, the rage of a dragon.

"Frenzy", this is the first time Aiden used this ability after entering Sequence 7.

Aiden triggered the man's emotions, sending him into a frenzy and causing him to suffer severe mental damage.

The man, who did not want to be named, collapsed with foam coming out of his mouth.

Aiden glanced at the Slytherin group, told them to take care of themselves, and slowly walked out of the Slytherin common room.