A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 504 Excellent research material? Life in exchange for capital

boom!

A huge explosion sounded, and several figures staggered up in the smoke and dust.

All six Death Eaters were injured, but compared to the huge shock to their souls, the physical pain was somewhat insignificant.

They were also considered the number one among the Death Eaters, but it was simply unbelievable that the six of them together could not defeat a boy with similar magical energy to them.

Aaron was not much better. Half of his body was almost embedded in the high platform, and it took a lot of effort to pull himself out.

What's worse is that the confrontation just now consumed a lot of his magic power. Although he barely gained the upper hand, the situation is still not optimistic.

"Are we really in the same class as him?" Ron opened his mouth in shock, "My parents combined are probably not as good as him."

Others were also shocked and speechless, but Harry's mental endurance was slightly stronger, after all, he had seen it once last year.

However, defeating the Death Eaters is certainly worthy of joy, but as long as the Dark Lord is still here, their situation will not change at all.

"Crush the bones!" Bella suddenly emerged from the smoke and pointed her wand directly at Aaron.

Of the ten Death Eaters, three were seriously injured and six were slightly injured. She was in pretty good condition. At the end of the fight and when both sides' vigilance was at its lowest point, she decisively chose a sneak attack.

The Cruciatus Curse hit Aaron in the chest, and he was also knocked out.

However, he did not wail or scream, nor did he roll on the ground. He just gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly.

"You, what kind of monster are you?" Bella looked at Aaron in disbelief, feeling as if her cognition had been greatly impacted.

Her ability to use the Cruciatus Curse was not ordinary, and there were many people killed and driven mad by the Unforgivable Curse, but this was the first time I saw someone who could withstand the pain of heart-wrenching, skin-crushing and bone-crushing pain.

"It hurts." Aaron let out a long breath as if nothing had happened, "Just think of it as a lesson in negligence on the battlefield!

In addition, if you used the Death Curse just now, the effect would be better, although it may not be able to kill me. "

The corner of Bella's mouth twitched, and she immediately waved her wand and shot the killing curse.

Snapped!

Aaron blocked the green light easily, "You alone can't beat me."

"Anyone who's still alive, come here and help." Bella shouted unceremoniously to the six slightly injured Death Eaters.

Lucius and others exchanged glances with each other. Even if they didn't want to, they could only pick up the wand and continue fighting.

"That's it! I don't want to spend any more time recruiting a group of loyal Death Eaters." The Dark Lord teleported to Bella, looked meaningfully at the ruined and messy venue, and couldn't help but sigh: " You are stronger than last year. You are worthy of being a descendant of the Dharma God. This talent is really enviable."

"It has been passed down for thousands of years, and the bloodline is no longer so pure."

“But it’s also excellent research material.”

Aaron's heart pounded wildly, as if he saw greed and madness in Voldemort's red eyes.

Damn it! This is the rhythm of slicing!

It must not fall into his hands, otherwise life will definitely be worse than death.

"You've almost finished playing. Can you come with us?"

"Of course not." Aaron said without hesitation, and then changed the subject, "But I would like to ask, if I am unfortunately caught by you, what are you going to do to me?

Well...don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. "

"As long as you cooperate well, I won't hurt you."

"How to cooperate?" Aaron asked a little nervously.

Voldemort grinned, "I will eat, drink and serve you well, as long as you provide me with some blood every once in a while."

Aaron: ...

"I'm afraid that won't work."

"It's not up to you. Your life or death is not that important. All I need is enough blood.

Of course, it's better to be alive, which means I'll have a steady stream of health. "

"You may have misunderstood. What I mean is that even if I provide you with blood, you can't research anything." Aaron scratched his head in confusion, "The first ancestor of the Gaius family, the one who became a god. He existed and blessed his descendants before passing away.

Unless it is donated voluntarily, our blood is just like ordinary people, and you can't study anything at all.

Not only the blood, but also the cells and even genes are no different from ordinary people. "

Hearing this, Voldemort almost staggered.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I can swear this is definitely not a joke." Aaron said nonchalantly, but his tone was full of admiration.

In the past, he only felt that this blessing was a bit wasteful and had no benefit at all except making it easier for family members to live among ordinary people.

But now it seems that he was hasty, the ancestor was really far-sighted!

Apart from anything else, the elders who went to other worlds before him were able to avoid the covetousness of careerists like Voldemort because of this blessing.

"Will you give it voluntarily?" Voldemort thought for a moment, "There are ways to do this."

"If you are talking about using threats or control to make me cut my palms with a knife, this is not considered voluntary."

"What did you say?"

"I'm not lying to you." Aaron shrugged, "The Gaius family attaches great importance to the spirit of contract, and the most effective medium for signing contracts between wizards is blood.

In order to prevent future generations from signing contracts with others in a daze,... decisions can only be made voluntarily when one is conscious enough. "

Voldemort looked confused. He looked at Aaron and felt the urge to curse.

It was obvious that a gold mine was right in front of him, but he didn't even have the tools to dig. It was extremely frustrating.

"You really have a good ancestor!" Voldemort gritted his teeth, "But you can think of a way slowly. If you let go and catch you again, it won't be that easy."

Aaron blinked and took a few steps back involuntarily, "Why is this necessary?"

"I can't help it. I can't touch the heirs of the other three families!" Voldemort said meaningfully. He finally pulled Aaron into the water. Such an opportunity will never happen again.

This gold mine cannot be dug for the time being, but at least it must be ensured that it is in one's hands.

"You have no other choice, don't force me to do it." Voldemort said coldly.

"Did I force you? It's obviously you who forced me." Aaron said without tears.

To be honest, it's not like he hasn't thought about pretending to surrender. It's not like he has never been a prisoner before. He just needs to find an opportunity to escape.

No matter how powerful Voldemort is, he can't keep an eye on him all the time. The best he can do is lock him in a place where no one can find him, and set up some traps to prevent invasion.

But he has a missing body! It is not difficult for powerful clones with the same memories and the same strength to prepare for a prison robbery as long as they communicate with the missing body in time.

Even if you are not sure, just call Dumbledore's head office.

Putting aside the facts, a student at Hogwarts has been arrested. You, the principal, can't just do nothing!

In addition, there are only a few days until summer vacation, and he will be able to receive one thousand two hundred magic points by then.

Spending a thousand dollars to buy the Horse Talisman to remove all the negative states, maybe he wouldn't need his mind body to escape from prison, and he would be able to escape from prison on his own.

But now that Voldemort wanted to use him as experimental material, he really couldn't bear it. He had to fight head-on, otherwise he would be surprised if he didn't laugh to death when he saw his friends in the future.

Thinking like this, Aaron tightened his grip on the wand in his hand.

Voldemort noticed this and couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile, "Do you think you can beat me?"

"I'm not sure, but I have to give it a try!"

"If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to do it, but people have to bow to reality, right?"

"That's true, but what's the difference between bowing your head and being a coward?"

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, "That makes sense."

"Master, we..." Bella hesitated.

"Don't take any action. Only if Mr. Gaius knows the gap between reality will he cooperate obediently."

"As you command!"

The Death Eaters spontaneously stood behind, leaving the large ruins in the center to serve as a duel ground for the two of them.

Aaron sneered at this in his heart. The words sounded nice, but the essence was not to use the big to bully the small?

However, he is not easy to bully. If he is really pushed hard, it is not necessarily who will suffer. After all, he is immortal now and has the capital to trade his life for injuries.

The next moment, Aaron took the lead in attacking. His fist was wrapped in red flames and hit Voldemort's face at an extremely fast speed.

Voldemort waved his wand lightly, and the light green barrier blocked his fist. The red flame burned brightly, but it had no impact on him at all.

Then the tip of the wand flashed with red light, "Thunderbolt explosion."

"Gan!"

The danger signal came from his mind, and Aaron quickly retreated.

boom!

There was an explosion, and a deep crater was blown out of where he was standing just now.

"Very powerful intuition." Voldemort sneered.

"You'll develop it naturally after being beaten a lot." Aaron complained angrily. The trial just now made him understand that it is not impossible to enter the battle, but more powerful attacks are needed.

"The roar of the fire dragon."

Fierce flames spurted out from his mouth. Voldemort smiled and raised his wand slowly.

The flow of green magic power collided with the flames. After a stalemate for a moment, it rushed towards Aaron. He hurriedly constructed a high-level defensive magic in front of him and barely blocked it.

"You are already very impressive at the age of sixteen, but your magic power is too weak now." Voldemort said calmly, and then waved his wand fiercely.

The gravel, scorched earth, and ice slag on the ground seemed to come alive, forming a brown torrent that surged toward Aaron.

He immediately opened a yellow magic circle, and a giant hand made of rock stretched out from the ground to smash Voldemort's attack, and pushed forward.

"Um?"

Voldemort was surprised for a moment, then waved his wand continuously before cutting off the giant hand.

This giant rock hand was transformed into the shape of a python by his transformation technique. The python swallowed the snake's message and made a dull hissing sound.

Aaron put his hands on the ground, and several stone pillars rose from the ground and walls, nailing the giant snake to death.

More stone pillars attacked Voldemort. They criss-crossed and quickly locked up Voldemort.

Voldemort pointed his wand at the stone prison that bound him, and a white light flashed, and the stone pillars immediately fell into pieces, but the scattered stones quickly returned to their original shape and formed the prison again.

"Nice idea, but how long can your magic hold me back?"

"It might take a little longer than you think," Aaron gasped, sweat dripping down his face.

As the words fell, the stone prison was surrounded by a five-fold magic array of red, yellow, blue, green and purple.

"This is..." Voldemort's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes full of vigilance.

He had no intention of looking down upon him, and the green magic power was released crazily, eroding the formed rocks at an extremely fast speed.

However, he was still a step too late. A sealed spherical stone prison locked him inside, and the five-layer magic circle disappeared.

Aaron let out a long breath, staggered and half-knelt on the ground.

Everyone else was stunned when they saw this scene, their faces full of disbelief.

The Dark Lord is defeated now? No matter how you look at it, it seems impossible!

"Crush the bones!" Bella viciously used the Cruciatus Curse. Aaron grimaced in pain, but he still managed to retain his grace.

"what have you done?"

"This is just a small seal." Aaron said far-fetchedly, "He was careless, otherwise I might not have had this opportunity."

"Seal...could you say?" Bella glanced at the stone prison in shock, and hit Aaron with another curse, "You, how dare you..."

Aaron clutched his painful heart and staggered up.

Bella immediately grabbed his collar and pressed her wand against his temple, "How to unlock the seal? Tell me quickly."

"External attacks weaken the seal, or the sealed person can break it from the inside with his own strength. According to Voldemort, it should be the latter."

As if to confirm Aaron's words, the stone prison trembled slightly, and dense cracks appeared on the surface. Green light seeped out of it, making people shudder.

"Hahaha!" Bella laughed when she saw this scene, "The master is indeed the Dark Lord."

"Is it appropriate for you to stand here?" Aaron pointedly asked.

Bella's expression froze, and she silently retreated to where the Death Eaters were standing.

After all, the Dark Lord had ordered them not to interfere. She had just used the Cruciatus Curse twice on Aaron in anger, so that could be explained, but if she continued to be ignorant, the Dark Lord should punish her.

Aaron dragged his tired body to the giant stone prison that was tending to be broken. He stroked the stone wall and smiled bitterly, "The gap is too big. I actually used the good sealing magic into a trap. It's really amazing." Shame on our ancestors!”

As he spoke, a ball of flames appeared in each of his hands, "This is the last magic power, and I will rely on you from now on."

"The secret of dragon slaying." Aaron shouted violently, and the flames surged crazily, spreading from his hands to his arms. A bit of gold suddenly appeared in the burning red, "Red Lotus Exploding Flame Blade."