Magic Journey from Hogwarts

A red curse shot out from one side, roaring towards it.

This is a blasting spell, which can blast everything that can be touched, and is extremely dangerous.

Aaron immediately used his wand to block, and at this time several spells were shot at the same time, all of them were as fast as lightning.

"Roar of the Fire Dragon."

Crimson flames spewed out from the mouth, swallowing these spells, and even the Death Eaters who released them were forced to retreat, but more Death Eaters surrounded them.

Aaron shook his head, pinned the wand around his waist, and put away the flowers of the other shore.

"I'm really no match for so many people, but if you want to catch me, you have to be prepared.

If you don't hold back, I still have more than half of the confidence, do you want to try it? "

The Death Eaters didn't believe this, and launched an attack immediately, and a series of extremely lethal spells fell from all directions.

He ran quickly, avoiding these spells, and approached the nearest Death Eater.

"McNeil? It's really fate!" Aaron sneered, "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"

The right fist wrapped in flames hit McNeil's abdomen, and he flew backwards at an extremely fast speed, hitting a tombstone dozens of meters away before stopping, but he also lost his fighting power.

"First."

Rumble!

Aaron's ground kept shaking, and a pit suddenly appeared at Aaron's feet.

"Success."

A Death Eater shouted excitedly, his wand was stabbing the ground, obviously the trap just now was his handwriting.

But within three seconds of being happy, a huge earth-yellow magic circle enveloped him, and countless chains with thorns wrapped around his body and limbs.

"the second."

boom!

A curse struck from behind, and Aaron directly crushed it with his fist wrapped in flames.

"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible."

"Together, he is alone, and he consumes a lot of energy, so he can't stop all our attacks."

exclaimed one Death Eater, cheering up the others as well as himself.

A round of spells was shot from the front at the same time, and Aaron quickly raised his hands, "The flames of the fire dragon."

The flames collided with the seven curses, faintly overwhelming the Death Eaters.

At this time, two curses suddenly appeared on the left and right sides, and Aaron had to withdraw his flames and jumped high to avoid the two attacks.

The green magic circle appeared instantly, and a huge storm fell from the sky.

The terrifying impact blew the surrounding Death Eaters more than ten meters away, clearing an open space.

Aaron had just fallen, and before he could take a breath, more than a dozen spells struck at the same time, blocking all his escape routes from all directions.

boom!boom!boom!

The Death Eaters laughed wildly, and Cedric and the others couldn't bear to turn their heads away. Obviously, they didn't think that Aaron could block so many spells.

At this time, a bright silver light suddenly appeared where Aaron was standing, followed by the roar of the dragon.

Roar!

The patron saint in the form of a holy dragon appeared in this world for the first time, and it protected Aaron in the middle, blocking those spells.

Everyone felt that their world view had collapsed. It was not that they had never seen a Patronus, but it was the first time they had seen such an exaggerated Patronus. There was no such exaggeration in the entire wizarding world, and neither did Dumbledore.

"This is fake, it must be fake." Little Barty murmured, "Master, a dementor appeared in the Triwizard Tournament, and Gaius' patron saint is a raven."

"Who stipulated that there can only be one patron saint? And who stipulated that the patron saint can only play a protective role?" Aaron said meaningfully, and immediately ordered the patron saint to launch an attack.

After all, the patron saint of the holy dragon still consumes a lot of magic power, and it is a shameful waste to stay for one more second.

The holy dragon roared upwards, waved its white and crystal-clear wings, grabbed the nearest Death Eater, and crushed him to death in the blink of an eye.

White dragon flames spewed out from his mouth, and all the Death Eaters felt the terrifying temperature, and immediately raised their wands to defend, and some even used apparition to distance themselves.

Various spells were shot at the holy dragon from all directions, and small gaps were punched in the white energy body, but Aaron's magic power would overflow out of the body in time to repair it.

The holy dragon hovered above Aaron's head, and while attacking the Death Eaters with dragon flames, it also provided Aaron with some protection. Those spells that hit him were burned to ashes by the white light before they approached.

Almost every minute a Death Eater was seriously injured or even died, and Voldemort didn't care about it at all.

He has been lingering for 13 years, none of these people came to him, do you really think he has no temper?

Thirteen years have allowed him to see some things clearly. Unsteady loyalty is nothing to him, and death is death.

Like Barty Crouch Jr., and those Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban are his real loyal servants.

Lucius has proved that he has been looking for him, and he can give him a certain amount of trust but not too much. The specifics depend on his next performance.

Aaron's breathing gradually became faster, and his breath was also unstable, which was a sign of obvious weakness.

"He can't hold on any longer." A Death Eater shouted excitedly, "The Patronus is fading."

"It's really underestimated!" Aaron laughed, and quickly pulled out the Bianhua, a silver-white bullet shot straight, hitting the Death Eater's abdomen in an instant.

Blood spattered, and this time there was no flame, but the whistling sound of the blast was clearly poured into his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the tearing pain spread all over his body, as if he had been hit by several division spells.

The moment he landed, his eyes turned white, he bounced a few times very ugly, and then completely lost consciousness.

"We must speed up." Aaron looked up at Shenglong who was in a weak state, and subconsciously clenched the flintlock in his hand.

Silver rays of light shot out from the muzzle of the gun continuously, and Aaron didn't dare to use his full strength now, and only poured less than a hundred mana each time, just like what he told the mind body before, he would not be stingy when it was time to use it.

Five shots were fired in a row, killing two Death Eaters and breaking one arm.

However, his magic power is less than one-tenth, and even the Patronus can hardly maintain it.

More than half of the Death Eaters were killed or injured, and the rest began to slowly approach Aaron.

"This is really sad." Aaron panted heavily, and fell to the ground exhausted.

"Cruciatus!" A Death Eater approached quickly, and decisively cast the Cruciatus Curse, as if he was afraid of being robbed of his head.

"Except your weapons."

Aaron shot down his wand first, then jumped at him, the gun pointing directly between his eyebrows.

"No, don't do it." The Death Eater said nervously, "I didn't mean to kill you, I really didn't."

"But you want to torture me and use the Cruciatus Curse, how cruel you are!" Aaron said coldly, and then pulled the trigger, ending his life.

"Stupid!" ×3

The three Death Eaters joined hands and released the Sleeping Curse with all their might.

"what!"

With a roar, Aaron lifted the Bianhua flower and fired the last bullet.

The red gold bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, turning into countless crystal filaments in mid-air, mixed with dense blue lightning and colliding with the Death Eater's sleeping spell.

Chapter 410: The last words came at a critical moment

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The three Death Eaters fell to the ground, twitching from time to time, and a disgusting smell emanated from their scorched bodies.

"Ghost Crystal, Thunderbird's tail feathers, triple enchantment, it's not in vain that I spent so much effort making this bullet.

But this time I really have no strength, and you have won. "

Aaron let out a miserable laugh, and lay down on the ground without grace.

It seemed that they were planning to surrender, but the remaining dozen or so Death Eaters all looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to approach.

After all, is the lesson from the past still lying there?

One wanted to grab credit, acted impatiently, and then died rashly.

The other three were a little more cautious and released the stun spell from a distance, but the result was not much better, and they probably wouldn't be able to recover if they didn't raise them for a year or so.

Lucius hesitated for a moment, then strode up to Aaron and collected his wand and flintlock.

"I can only do my best to protect you from harm, but there is nothing else I can do."

"Then do I have to thank you?" Aaron rolled his eyes and asked.

"Of course, it's for my son's sake." Lucius said as he pulled him up from the ground, turned his back to the others and said with his lips: location.

Aaron immediately understood that what Lucius meant was that he would find out where Aaron was being held, and then let someone notify the Gaius family, and then someone would naturally rescue him.

Lucius took Aaron up to Voldemort, then stood aside respectfully, without saying anything.

Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor were also escorted here by Barty Crouch Jr. Although they were also tied to a pillar, they were treated better than Harry.

"Well done, Lucius." Voldemort said meaningfully, "Even if your loyalty to me has never wavered, your ability has disappointed me very much, and there has been no result in 13 years.

But Voldemort will not go back on what he promised. The debts of the past 13 years have been written off. What reward do you want? "

"The subordinates don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly. They just want to fulfill the master's order and realize our magic path as soon as possible."

"You're tactful, but I like to hear that." Voldemort smiled, and then walked up to Aaron, "It's amazing that a 15-year-old student caused more than one-third of my men to be killed or injured."

"It's ridiculous." Aaron said weakly, "Your subordinates should not be considered anything among the Death Eaters!

The magic energy has indeed reached the standard of a magister, but the combat effectiveness is generally not strong. "

"Haha, you're not wrong.

After more than ten years of stable life, they almost forgot how to fight. They didn't even increase their magic power, and they could only bully some wizards who were weaker than them.

The real elite of the Death Eaters should be in Azkaban by now, and I'll pick them up soon. "

"Wow!" Aaron shrugged nonchalantly, "Good luck."

Voldemort nodded, and then approached Aaron, using his wand to control him to look at the four people who were tied up, "You have the few powers to witness their death.

Choose one!Who dies first? "

"Harry Potter."

"What?"

Harry's eyes widened. He knew this moment would come sooner or later, but...

Do you want to be so direct?How much hesitation!

"Harry Potter is definitely not good, if I were the Dark Lord, I would save him for the last." Aaron thought for a while and looked at Krum, "Or just him?

With a simple mind and well-developed limbs, I have seen him unhappy for a long time. "

"As you wish." Voldemort sneered.

Barty Jr. immediately raised his wand and pointed it at Krum, who had his eyes closed tightly, "Goodbye, big star.

Avada..."

"Wait." Aaron took a deep breath, "I suddenly remembered that I still owe him a trivial favor, let him delay the time of death for a few seconds!

How is Cedric?

His father is the Director of the Department of Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts of the Ministry of Magic, which is considered a high position and authority.

It was only fitting to announce the return of the Dark Lord with his sacrificial banner. "

"I didn't know that I still have this role." Cedric smiled wryly, "But my father will firmly stand on the side against the Dark Lord."

"That's him." Little Barty said, then raised his wand, "Avada..."

"Wait a mininute."

Little Barty's anger came up immediately, "Don't forget that you are just a prisoner."

"Maybe I will be the successor of the Dark Lord?

Maybe I'll agree, so be kind to me. "

"you..."