Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"It's a great honor to be able to force the Dark Lord to fight in close quarters." Aaron's tone was very sincere, without the slightest affectation.

Voldemort frowned slightly, this kid...wouldn't be holding back any bad water again, would he?

No wonder he thought this way, if it were him who had an absolute advantage, he would definitely not be so polite. A dead enemy is a good enemy.

"That...Actually, we don't need to fight to the death here, do we!"

"What do you want to say?" Voldemort asked sullenly.

"The same condition, promise to let us leave as a descendant of Slytherin, and I will let you leave here." The old god Aaron said, "But there is one more thing, you can't trouble me in the future.

This transaction is very fair. I believe that after the battle just now, you also understand your current situation, and I am invincible. "

"It's just that I can't trouble you?" Voldemort's mouth showed a hint of playfulness, "Can I understand that you don't care about other people?"

"Uh..." Aaron scratched his head, "I have a deep understanding of Harry Potter's ability to kill, and according to the prophecy, you will definitely not let him go."

"Hmph!" Voldemort snorted softly, "You are clever."

"Smart doesn't count, I'm just not stupid, and I don't want to touch your bottom line." Aaron waved his hand helplessly, "Based on what I know about him, as long as he's alive, he won't give up fighting with you. As for him The friends of the..."

Having said that, Aaron suddenly paused, gritted his teeth thinking of Hermione who was teleported back to the Hall of Shenming by him, "One more, Hermione Granger."

"A Mudblood?" Voldemort cursed angrily with a sullen face, "You're tarnishing your noble blood, Gaius."

"Stop it, it's not as serious as you said." Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he forced a smile and said, "I just have some affection for her."

"You left her the port key, which is really a big favor."

Aaron's expression froze, "That may be a subconscious behavior, I regretted it later, it's mainly my mother... She reminded me to protect the girls around me when she was free.

Let's not talk about this, my request is very simple, if she hinders your plan in the future, you have to let her go once. "

"Are you sure? It's inexplicable."

"No way." Aaron held his forehead and shook his head. "I've warned her many times, but Gryffindor is like this. She might choose to help Harry Potter in the future."

"I see." Voldemort laughed dumbly. "I don't understand one thing. Now that you have the upper hand, there is no need to make peace with me."

"Slytherin is good at protecting himself wisely." Aaron said bluntly, "I don't believe in that prophecy, but I have a hunch that I can't kill you.

A wizard who was killed by the Killing Curse released by himself could survive for more than ten years in an extremely weak way, and then miraculously made a comeback.

The Dark Lord is synonymous with trouble to me. I don't want to mess with you, but you don't want to get in my way either.

I can pretend that the thing you plotted against me this time didn't happen, and I don't care if you dragged me into the vortex of the magic world. "

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, and looked at Aaron a little more appreciatively. Young people who are so knowledgeable about current affairs and how to advance and retreat are really rare.

He still has a few Horcruxes, even if Aaron kills him here, it is not a serious injury to him, but the relationship between the two sides is completely settled.

Now the other party took the initiative to take a step back and gave him a step down, which really impressed him.

But what troubled him was that it took him so much effort to trick Aaron into the Department of Mysteries, and the Gaius family did abide by the ancestral precepts and did not give him any help.

It can be said that the secret of becoming a god, the ancient knowledge of magic is in front of you, and it is really not reconciled to give up like this.

If he continues to fight, his life may end up in this space, but it is still possible to catch Aaron after resurrection.

Using a Horcrux for another chance, maybe... not a loss.

Voldemort made a decision immediately, "What if I don't agree?"

"Just agree, we can make a contract." Aaron came to his senses after speaking, "No? But...why?"

"You have a good sense of time, which I really appreciate.

But if you are allowed to leave today, there may not be another chance like this. "

"Understood." Aaron suddenly realized, and his attitude changed immediately, "Then prepare to die!"

Aaron slowly raised his right hand, and the sky instantly turned dark clouds, black and purple thunder and lightning kept surging, turning into a ferocious brontosaurus covering the sky and covering the sun.

Rays of lightning shot out from Thunder Dragon's eyes, tearing apart the sky and causing the space to vibrate, and the calm lake below also became choppy.

"The ultimate elemental magic may not be able to kill you, but it may not be the forbidden magic corresponding to the holy magister." Aaron grinned, showing his white teeth, "In reality, this kind of terrifying magic is not enough. I really can't use it for preparation, but here...hehe!"

Voldemort's mind was shocked. Although he was infinitely close to the Holy Magister, and even stepped into that realm with one foot, he was not a real Holy Magister after all.

The previous ultimate magic circle just made him feel troublesome, but this magic made him feel a deadly threat.

But after the panic, it was a pure surprise. Aaron's treasure mountain might be bigger than he thought, which further strengthened his previous idea of ​​trading a Horcrux for a chance.

He immediately raised the magic wand in his hand, and his own magic power turned into a thick white beam of light, piercing the head of the brontosaurus like a sharp spear.

Hey!

The thunder dragon roared down, and the white magic power gradually faded amidst the thunder.

Voldemort immediately increased the output of magic power, and the white beam of light suddenly became bigger and suppressed the thunder dragon.

Seeing this, Aaron was not to be outdone and instilled magic power. A violent roar soon came from the dark clouds, and a black-purple thunder burst out instantly, engulfing the beam of light and Voldemort together.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded.

A tiankeng was blown out of the surface of the lake, and endless lake water poured into it.

The sky cleared in an instant, only a little black and purple thunder light was slowly dissipating.

"call!"

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, feeling tired even with the mental space to back up that move.

Looking at the tiankeng in front of him where the lake water was pouring, the corners of Aaron's mouth also twitched violently.

No wonder the ancestors of Weihet didn't allow him to practice forbidden magic at home. This could really destroy a city!

"Cough cough!"

A weak cough sounded untimely, and a cloud of black mist suddenly flew out of the tiankeng.

Voldemort fell on the lake in a state of embarrassment, half of his black wizard robe was burned, there were several burns on his body, and blood was oozing from both arms.

"Fuck! Are you still dead?"

Aaron turned pale with fright. Voldemort was simply an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. The strongest magic he used beyond the limit actually killed him.

"Hehe! Surprised?

After all, you are not a holy magister, and I am not as weak as you think.

This trick is not bad, but it is a magic that focuses on area damage, and I can still block it. "

"That's true." Aaron nodded thoughtfully.

If he could compress the magic power into a little bit and release it, Voldemort would definitely be wiped out, not even a bit of dregs would be left, but the problem is that his current mastery of magic has not yet reached that level.

"It doesn't matter, just make another cut." Aaron murmured.

"Are you sure." Voldemort played with his taste, "If you do it again, this space will not be able to maintain it, right?"

The corners of Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, Voldemort was indeed telling the truth.

After all, his mental space has only been built for less than half a year. Although it looks pretty, it is really not that strong, otherwise it would not be shaken by a taboo magic.

"Forget it, if you are troublesome, please be troublesome!" Aaron patted his forehead, and his arms suddenly ignited with red golden flames, "Dragon Slayer Profound Art... Red Lotus Explosive Flame Blade!"

Voldemort:  …

Gan!The magic is amazing, isn't it?

He immediately built a barrier in front of him, but now his state is too weak, the barrier was shattered under the impact of the flames, and he himself barely stopped after splashing a few times on the lake.

"It's too deceiving."

"I was surrounded and beaten by ten of your subordinates before. Targeting, a sneak attack would be too much deceit." Aaron said disdainfully, and he didn't have to be polite after tearing his skin apart.

"Dragon Slayer Mysteries..."

Seeing the flame ignited again in Aaron's hand, Voldemort seemed to think of something, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"and many more."

"Changed your mind, right?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, and a strict contract appeared in front of his eyes. "Now that the contract is signed, we are still good passers-by. In the future, the road will be open to the sky, and each will go on one side."

"Don't think too much about it."

Voldemort snorted and flicked his wand lightly.

A ball of Fiendflame spewed out from the tip of the wand, but he didn't stop, but consumed the remaining magic power to release the flame with all his might.

"Are you not sick?" Aaron looked at him suspiciously, "I, a dragon slayer mage, is still here. Burning down my space with Fiendfire is just a dream."

Aaron took a long breath and made an inhalation movement, and a large piece of flame was swallowed by him.

A little smile finally appeared on Voldemort's face, and then frantically burned everything around him with Fiendfire, "I'll see how much you can eat."

Hearing this, Aaron's face changed dramatically, as if he understood Voldemort's intentions.

Fierce Flame is a magic fire that can burn everything. If he doesn't care about it, the space will be burned by the flames, but if he wants to stop the flames from burning, he can only eat these flames except for the seal.

However, sealing also takes time, Voldemort will not give him this opportunity, the only way before him is to eat fire.

But the problem is that his magic power has an upper limit, beyond this limit the body may not be able to bear it, and then Voldemort will find a chance to leave here.

"Look at it." Voldemort set fire to it excitedly, while teasing triumphantly, "What a simple thing! How could I complicate such a simple thing!

Mr. Gaius, I think I'll be out soon.

In the real world, the situation will be reversed in an instant. What you gave me just now, I will return to you a thousand times. "

Aaron was very angry, but he could only turn his grief into appetite.

Although the magic power replenished in the spiritual space has no effect on the real world at all, you can't just watch the space he worked so hard to build crumble!

Even if he could easily recover to the original state in a single thought afterwards, he would inevitably feel regretful in his heart.

They are all suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. Next time, I must use a defensive magic circle to cover every corner of my spiritual space and make this place an indestructible fortress.

......

Click!Click!

As Aaron swallowed the last flame, the surface of his body was covered with cracks, and traces of flames could still be seen through the gaps.

"Are you full?" Voldemort asked meaningfully, "There is still enough, and the amount is enough."

"You shouldn't have used Fiercefire against me." Aaron was overwhelmed, but the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc, "You won this round, but the situation in the real world is in my favor."

Hearing this, Voldemort frowned slightly.

He wanted to ask something more, but found that Aaron's body slowly dissipated, and his consciousness was also pushed out of this space.

After a while, he came back to reality.

Feeling the real body and the relatively abundant magic power in his body, Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief. As Aaron said, the state after leaving the mind space has not changed at all from before entering the mind space.

"Gaius, it was my negligence just now, but I won't make the same mistake a second time.

Come with me obediently, I will find a way to get what I want. "

"I refuse." Aaron's voice was hoarse, and the moment he raised his head, Voldemort took a step back in astonishment.

Good guy, really good guy.

For the sake of longevity, he made himself inhuman and ghostly, but the person opposite seemed to be even more vicious than him.

Aaron's right face was covered with blue-black dragon scales, his right arm turned into dragon claws, his pupils turned into cold vertical pupils, and a wing grew slowly from his back.

"Roar!"

Aaron let out a roar, and the terrifying sound wave forced Voldemort back more than ten steps.

The loud sound attracted everyone's attention, and the battle in the mental space was particularly difficult for Voldemort and Aaron, but the real world only passed for a short moment.

Abe was still entangled with the seven Death Eaters, and the five of Harry were also watching the battle anxiously, but there was hardly any sign of this sudden change in Aaron.

"Animagus?" Voldemort asked sullenly. "No, it's definitely not an Animagus, and it's not a Disguise Magus."

"Mine is much more advanced than Transfiguration." Aaron clenched his right hand tightly, feeling the huge magic power filling his whole body, and couldn't help being a little fascinated.

If there was a data bar for the magic energy, he probably could clearly see that his magic energy consumed to less than three digits was soaring rapidly, breaking through five digits in the blink of an eye, and reaching the threshold of a great magister.

After that, although the speed has slowed down a bit, it is still moving towards the bottleneck of the middle-level great magician.

Voldemort also noticed the change in Aaron's state, and his mentality couldn't hold back immediately, and he even felt that fate had played a big joke on him.

With great difficulty, he beat Aaron until he was left with blood, and then frantically tossed about in his mental space, almost costing his life before escaping, but the opponent exploded as soon as he came out.

It doesn't matter if the injury recovers instantly, and the magic power has been at least doubled. Is there any reason for this?