A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

boom!

The huge magic circle was instantly filled with cracks and shattered in the blink of an eye.

The ultimate defensive magic corresponds to the magic that the Grand Mage can use. As long as there is no problem with the magic supply, it can barely defend against the siege of dozens of Death Eaters.

But Voldemort is the pinnacle of the Grand Magister. Once he takes action with all his strength, he adds a weight to the balance of victory.

"Gift crab!"

Aaron cursed loudly and immediately created an advanced defensive magic circle in front of him.

The next moment, a terrifying shock wave exploded in front of Aaron, flying him and all the nearby Death Eaters away.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, some Death Eaters closer to the center of the explosion staggered up, while some Death Eaters further away were not so embarrassed, but they were also disgraced.

While everyone was sighing at Voldemort's magic power, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to Aaron.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling slightly, and there was a hideous wound on his left arm that was oozing blood.

“I didn’t expect that the majestic Lord Voldemort could also do sneak attacks.

Moreover, the target of the sneak attack was a fifteen-year-old child, who really had no grace at all. "

"I just want you to understand the gap in strength." Voldemort said unhurriedly, "It's already dark, and I'm a little impatient after being delayed by you for so long."

"Haha!" Aaron sneered, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and sprinkled the transparent liquid inside on the wound, and the wound instantly recovered as before.

"Tears of the Phoenix." Voldemort gritted his teeth.

"I have a discerning eye. I collected this when Abe and I bullied Fox. I didn't expect to use it so quickly."

"Why are you still standing there?" Voldemort said displeased.

"Hold on!"

A group of Death Eaters were about to attack again, but were stopped by Aaron.

He stood up slowly, opened the barrel of Bianhua's gun, and loaded seven silver-white bullets and one red-gold bullet with red lines.

"it's OK now."

The Death Eaters looked at each other, and soon realized that they had been tricked, and anger immediately surged into their hearts.

It was okay to just watch Aaron heal. After all, he was also talking to Voldemort during the healing process. No matter how brave they were, they would not dare to interrupt Voldemort.

But then their mentality collapsed, and Aaron loaded Bianhua with eight bullets in front of him.

They had seen the power of that gun before. One shot meant a magister. If the eight bullets slipped smoothly, the lives of eight Death Eaters would be in danger.

"A bunch of cowards." Little Barty said contemptuously, "Don't even think about how much magic power he has left? There is no way he can replicate his previous power."

Hearing this, the Death Eaters immediately felt relieved, and each of them looked at Aaron with a lot of amusement.

The same is true for Lucius, but he is far away from Aaron, ranking third from the bottom among the Death Eaters.

call!

Aaron took a deep breath, strode forward, and faced the rushing Death Eaters head-on.

This time he did not use defensive magic. Apart from the fact that his own consumption could not keep up, Voldemort would not give him a chance to take advantage of the situation.

A red magic spell shot out from one side and roared towards him.

This is a blasting spell that can blast everything it comes into contact with, making it extremely dangerous.

Aaron immediately used his wand to block, and then several more magic spells were fired at the same time, all of them as fast as lightning.

"The roar of the fire dragon."

Red flames spurted out from the mouth, engulfing these curses, and even the Death Eaters who released them were forced to retreat, but more Death Eaters surrounded them.

Aaron shook his head, put the wand on his waist, and put away the Hibiscus flower.

“I’m really no match against so many people, but if you want to catch me, you have to be prepared.

Without reservation, I am still more than half sure that I will fight to the death. Do you want to give it a try? "

The Death Eaters didn't believe this and immediately launched an attack, with extremely lethal spells falling from all directions.

He ran quickly, avoiding these curses and approaching the nearest Death Eater.

"McNeil? What a fate!" Aaron sneered, "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"

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

"First."

Boom!

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

"Successful."

A Death Eater shouted excitedly, his wand piercing the ground. It was obvious that the trap just now was his handiwork.

But he was happy for only three seconds before a huge earth-yellow magic circle enveloped him, and countless chains with thorns entangled his body and limbs.

"the second."

boom!

A magic spell struck from behind, and Aaron defeated it with a fist wrapped in flames.

"No way, this is absolutely impossible."

"Let's go together. He's only one person, and he consumes a lot of money. He can't stop all our attacks."

one of the Death Eaters shouted, cheering the others up as well.

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

The flames and seven magic spells collided together, faintly overwhelming the Death Eaters.

At this time, two magic spells suddenly appeared on the left and right sides. Aaron had to remove his flames and jump high to avoid these two attacks.

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

The terrifying impact blew the surrounding Death Eaters away for more than ten meters, clearing a clearing.

As soon as Aaron landed, before he could take a breath, more than ten magic spells struck at the same time, blocking all his escape routes from all directions.

boom! boom! boom!

The Death Eaters burst into triumphant laughter, and Cedric and the others couldn't bear to turn their heads away, obviously not thinking that Aaron could block so many curses.

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

Roar!

The patron saint in the form of a holy dragon appeared in this world for the first time. It protected Aaron in the middle and blocked those curses.

Everyone felt that their worldview was a bit broken. It was true that they had seen Patronus before, but this was the first time they had seen such an exaggerated Patronus. Nothing in the entire magical world was so exaggerated, and neither did Dumbledore.

"This is a lie, it must be a lie." Little Barty murmured, "Master, there were dementors 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 attack.

After all, the Holy Dragon Patron Saint still consumes a lot of magic power. It would be a shameful waste to stay for another second.

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

White dragon flames spurted out from his mouth. Feeling the terrifying temperature, all the Death Eaters immediately raised their wands to defend themselves, and some even used phantom movement to distance themselves.

Various magic spells were shot at the Holy Dragon from all directions, and small holes were made in the white energy body, but Aaron's magic power would overflow from 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 a certain amount of protection. Those spells that were thrown at him were burned to ashes by the white light before they even got close.

Almost every minute a Death Eater was seriously injured or even killed, and Voldemort was completely unfazed by this.

He had been living on his last breath for thirteen years, and none of these people came to him. Do they really think he has no temper?

Thirteen years have allowed him to see some things clearly. Unfirm loyalty is dispensable to him. If he dies, he will die.

Barty Crouch Jr. and the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban are his true loyal servants.

Lucius proved that he had approached him and could give him a certain amount of trust but not too much. The details would depend on his subsequent performance.

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

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

"You are really underestimated!" Aaron said with a smile, quickly pulled out the Hibiscus flower, and a silver-white bullet shot straight out, hitting the Death Eater in the abdomen in an instant.

Blood splashed, and no flames appeared this time, but the whistling sound of the wind filled his ears clearly.

Then the tearing pain spread throughout his body, as if he had been hit by several splitting spells.

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

"We must speed up." Aaron looked up at the weak Holy Dragon, and subconsciously clenched the flintlock gun in his hand.

Silver rays of light continuously shot out from the muzzle, and Aaron did not dare to use his full strength now. He only injected less than a hundred magic energy each time. As he said to the missing body before, he would not be stingy when it was time to use it.

Five shots were fired in succession, killing two Death Eaters and breaking one of his arms.

However, his magic power was less than one-tenth, and even the patron saint could not maintain it.

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

"This is really sad." Aaron gasped for air and fell to the ground exhausted.

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

"Expelliarmus."

Aaron shot down his wand first, then rushed to him, with the muzzle of the gun pointed directly between his eyebrows.

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

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

"Fainted to the ground!"×3

The three Death Eaters joined forces and unleashed the sleeping curse with all their strength.

"ah!"

Aaron roared, lifted Higanbana, and fired the last bullet.

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