Magic Journey from Hogwarts

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?

Chapter 508 Twin Brothers, Order of the Phoenix Arriving Stuck

A terrifying phantom of a giant dragon emerged behind Aaron, covering most of the execution room with just spreading its wings.

In terms of size alone, Abe is like a younger brother in front of this dragon.

"Gollum!"

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another, and everyone was too shocked to speak.

Although the dragon was a phantom, it made them feel suffocated, and the extreme oppression seemed to tear them apart easily.

"What kind of power is this?" A fear flashed in Voldemort's eyes.

"The power of the dragon, the in-depth application of dragon slaying magic.

Under normal circumstances, if I want to awaken this power, I have to wait until the middle-level or even high-level great magisters have a chance.

Thanks to the fire you put in my heart space, although there is no connection with the real world, but enough magic power of the peak great magister has been swallowed up so that I can barely find the feeling of awakening this power. "

"How do you have such power?" Voldemort stared at Aaron enviously, "It's not fair."

He only broke through to the great magister when he was accumulating capital for starting a business in the magic world. At that time, he couldn't count how much effort he had put in, how much suffering he had suffered, and how many talents he had killed.

But compared to Aaron, the history of struggle he is proud of is simply a history of bitterness.

Aaron pointed to the phantom of the giant dragon behind him, and explained very understandingly: "The evil dragon Smaug, also known as the tyrant Smaug, is the last dragon king-level dragon in the third era.

Able to speak human words, has a very high IQ, scale armor is indestructible, and dragon breath can easily destroy a town.

That is to say, it does not know any magic, otherwise it is at least at the level of a holy magician.

As for how to get this power..."

Aaron paused for a few seconds, whetted everyone's appetite, and then grinned harmlessly, "I killed it and pierced its heart with a black arrow forged by the dwarves.

Bathed in dragon blood, then devoured its dragon soul with the dragon slayer crystal, and buried the crystal in his body.

Compared with that kind of pain, Cruciatus is almost like scratching an itch. You will feel your body, flesh and blood, bones, and even every cell are being burned by flames. You cannot say that life is better than death, you can only say that survival is impossible , I can't ask for death.

Fortunately, I survived and mastered the dragon slaying magic. "

Crowd:......

Do you want to say it so lightly?

Voldemort seemed to have thought of something, and glanced at Abe who was flying in mid-air without any trace. The cold gaze made the five-year-old Shenglong shiver.

"Don't even think about it." Aaron sneered, "The point is the dragon slayer magic crystal, without this material, you will destroy all the dragons in the magic world, and it is impossible to master the dragon slayer magic.

And what I slaughtered was a dragon king of the holy magician level, and this magical power can only be used under special circumstances.

Unless you can find similar, or even stronger, dragons, dragon slayer magic is useless to you. "

"You must be very confident now, right?" Voldemort twitched the corner of his mouth, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Temporarily stepped into a great magister, or a mid-level magister, and with your endless means, maybe you can be with me." I'll give it a go."

"It's good to know." Aaron said bluntly, "This is the capital of life for life."

"I don't deny it, but how long can you last?" Voldemort asked meaningfully, "This power is borrowed temporarily by you, and it is draining very quickly. As long as I delay it for a while, you will enter a weak state or even directly Falling into a coma is not out of the question."

"This reminds me." Aaron reacted and attacked decisively.

Transformation into a half-dragon has greatly improved his speed, strength, defense, and magic power. Various moves of elemental magic and dragon-slaying magic are also at his fingertips, and their power is even better than before.

Voldemort seemed to have made up his mind to avoid his sharp edge, dodging back and forth with apparation, and would only raise his wand for passive defense unless he couldn't avoid it.

This makes the picture look very strange. The majestic Dark Lord seems to be severely suppressed, extremely embarrassed but enjoying it, and Aaron has the upper hand, but he only wants a quick battle with an anxious look on his face.

The respective masters started fighting, and Abe and the Death Eaters naturally continued the previous battle.

At the same time, outside the execution chamber.