A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 666: Voldemort took the wrong path, and the traitors came one after another

Hearing this, Barty Crouch Jr.'s expression turned gloomy.

But after all, he was one of Voldemort's most valued Death Eaters, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"So what if what you said is true? Harry Potter is dead, and no one can stop the master anymore."

"You are wrong about this, not only you are wrong, Voldemort is also wrong.

And it's so wrong, so wrong. Aaron said meaningfully, "The prophecy is that one of Harry Potter and Voldemort will die at the hands of the other."

Only one of them can survive, and it's a life-or-death relationship, but this doesn't mean that Voldemort can sit back and relax after killing Harry Potter.

On the contrary, in my opinion this is the starting point for the gears of his destiny to turn.

The wizarding world is much bigger than you think, and it's not like there are no people who can kill Voldemort, not even one or two, it's just that they are too lazy to care.

The prophesied Harry Potter is a stumbling block in his life, but it is also his biggest shield. "

"If I were Voldemort, I would try to seal Harry Potter away and throw him somewhere where no one can find him, but I would never kill him.

As long as Harry Potter does not die, the prophecy will not end, and he will naturally not die. "

"Hiss!" Moody gasped and looked at Aaron in surprise, "This is too shameful!"

"Dumbledore must have never thought that prophecies could be played in this way." Frank said in surprise, "Life and death can actually become an outrageous way of symbiosis."

"Is this considered immortality in another sense?" Alice murmured.

"I think Albus must have thought of it." Aberforth said, "Based on what I know about him, he must have considered all possibilities.

But Voldemort wouldn't think so, he wouldn't let Harry live, and he wouldn't tolerate even the slightest threat. "

"In fact, in general, God loves Voldemort." Aaron said with emotion, "He has extremely high magical talent, handsome appearance, noble blood, and shrewd and wise brain.

Even if he continues step by step like an ordinary wizard, his achievements in his lifetime will never be lower than Albus Dumbledore. If nothing else, the Holy Magister is definitely a sure thing.

But he chose the dark magic of soul-twisting Horcruxes and wasted a lot of time on it.

He exchanged his soul for immortality, living without humans or ghosts, and forcibly turned a broad road into a dark and damp path.

But God still gave him another chance, a chance to walk all the way to the dark side, Harry Potter, a different kind of immortality that could be easily grasped.

But he slapped him away, costing his own life.

I can only use one sentence to describe Voldemort's magnificent life. Opportunities came to him like raindrops, but he dodged them one by one and even held an umbrella. "

After the words fell, Aberforth and others looked at each other in shock.

It seems that this is indeed the case. Voldemort is an out-and-out genius, and God is not jealous of him, but gives him a break.

Life mentor Albus Dumbledore, the sole heir of the Gaunt family, the legal successor of the Resurrection Stone, countless olive branches thrown out by various forces in the magical world, and so on.

He had countless paths to success, but he chose a dead end.

If you think about it carefully, it is really embarrassing!

"Enough, really enough." Barty Crouch Jr. cursed loudly, "Don't talk nonsense to me, I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense.

I only know that the master has won and you have lost. "

"That's not necessarily the case." Aaron shrugged.

Boom!

At this time, there was a slight vibration on the ground, but it soon returned to calm.

"Hahaha, the master must have demonstrated his great magic to those stubborn resisters." Little Barty laughed proudly, "The aftermath of the battle has been transmitted here, as expected of the master."

"Uh... maybe not!" Aaron looked at little Barty with a smile on his face and couldn't bear to dampen his enthusiasm. "Actually, counting the time, Voldemort shouldn't have reached Hogwarts yet. ”

"Deceiving yourself."

Aaron scratched his head in embarrassment, "If I guessed correctly, the source of this vibration should be the Hall of Gods, which is the sanctuary of Hogwarts."

"Huh?" Little Barty noticed something was wrong, "What do you mean?"

"It's the Dark Lord I asked Crabbe and Goyle to find." Aaron showed a shy smile, "The Hall of Divine Calling is actually a trap. As long as your people go in, there is basically no possibility of survival.

The indiscriminate bombardment of the seven elemental magics of water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness, even Voldemort had to lose half his life.

And I also set up a forbidden magic. Once activated, everything in the Shenming Palace will cease to exist. "

"You can imagine that ice cones, magma, hurricanes, thunder and lightning, light rain, and dark swamps appeared in that hall at the same time, causing crazy destruction, raging, and destruction.

After this endless blow is over, those Death Eaters will basically not leave whole corpses behind. Flesh, flesh, bones, and internal organs will be broken everywhere.

Then, the violent thunder will plow the entire space again, leaving no corner untouched. They will not even have a chance to become ghosts, and those stumps and broken arms will be chopped into dregs.

Finally, the water from the Black Lake will be poured in through the gaps, introducing the dregs into the lake, feeding the plankton in it, and absolutely returning to nature. "

Aaron was so immersed in the beautiful scene he was telling that he didn't notice that the Death Eaters surrounding them all took a step back. Even Aberforth and others subconsciously distanced themselves from him.

Cruel person, this is definitely a ruthless person.

How did he make the bloody and brutal scenes appear so fresh and refined?

"I'm really curious, what kind of family education can cultivate a weird heir like you?" Aberforth's voice trembled, and his beard was trembling slightly. "The things you described are enough for ordinary people to die hundreds of times. You are Kill them all, maybe even the God of Death won’t be able to find their remaining souls.”

"What do you know? This is called a sense of ceremony." Aaron said seriously, "I personally think this arrangement is very elegant. It provides one-stop service and even saves the cemetery."

Aberforth: ...

"Impossible, you must be lying to me." Barty Jr. said somewhat unconfidently, "You said that Crabbe and Goyle were undercover agents arranged by you? Do they have the courage?

What's more, they were responsible for leading the way, and their father and Lucius Malfoy also followed. Don't they all want to live? "

"There must be some reward for the undercovers!" Aaron said, "There is a teleportation array in the Hall of Gods, and the students in the shelter were transferred out of Hogwarts before the war started.

I gave Crabbe and Goyle a tool that can ignore the traps of the Temple of God, so that they can save their father and Lucius.

The few of them can leave through the teleportation array safely and escape from the Hogwarts battlefield.

Even if the Ministry of Magic were liquidated afterwards, their contribution to killing a large number of Death Eaters would be enough to preserve their family. "

"You mean they betrayed their master just to avoid being liquidated later?" Little Barty said disdainfully, "Are you kidding? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Death Eaters have already won, and they are seeking death by betraying their master."

"No, no, no, actually according to Dumbledore's plan, Voldemort is the biggest loser in this war.

This is indeed the case, everything went according to his plan in an orderly manner, including the death of Harry Potter.

Crabbe and Goyle understood this and reluctantly agreed to the false surrender plan to ensure that their father would not be imprisoned in Azkaban after the war.

As for Malfoy..." Aaron paused for a moment, "How should I put it? Lucius is much smarter than you think.

He came to me a few years ago, before Voldemort was resurrected, hoping to arrange a way out for the Malfoy family, at least to save his son.

The deep love between father and son! Draco and I have a pretty good relationship, so there’s no reason to refuse! "

Hearing this, little Barty's face kept twitching.

He knew that Malfoy was just a faggot, but for you to fall over before the wind had even blown. It was so disrespectful!

"In fact, we can't blame Malfoy. If they were following Grindelwald, they might not betray him easily, but Voldemort is a moody madman.

All but a very few, nay, except himself, were expendable.

And something happened last year, which forced Malfoy to betray Voldemort, otherwise their whole family would not survive. "

"What's going on?" Little Barty asked nervously.

"It is well known that Dumbledore was defeated by Draco's disarming spell before he died.

In other words, Draco Malfoy is the new master of the Elder Wand, and he will only be recognized by the Elder Wand by killing Draco, not Severus Snape. "

"What?"

Little Barty was immediately shocked and his mood became a little unbearable.

If what Aaron said is true, it means that Snape died in vain, and it also means that Voldemort is now using a wand that is not loyal to him, and he doesn't know when it will backfire.

He subconsciously wanted to roll up his sleeves and notify Voldemort through the Dark Mark.

But then I thought it was too late, Draco had already left Hogwarts, and even if Voldemort's powerful magic power could not tame the Elder Wand, it had no chance of backlash.

"Huh!" Little Barty took a deep breath and suppressed his constant ups and downs, "Your words are very sharp, Aaron Gaius, I was almost bluffed by you.

No matter what you say, Harry Potter is dead, and there is no one at Hogwarts who is a match for his master. "

"so what?"

"So stop being alarmist. The outcome of this war is doomed.

I don't care about anything else. I just need to obey the master's orders and keep you here until he comes back. "

"Hahaha." Aaron couldn't help laughing, "How confident you are."

"This is called a sensible person." Aberforth said speechlessly, "It's right not to think so much."

"No, what I'm laughing at is where did he get the confidence to deal with me?

The numerical gap is no longer that big. Even if we can't defeat them, we can retreat calmly with this lineup. "

"You dare." A cold smile appeared on Little Barty's face, "Don't forget, your sister-in-law is still in our hands.

If you dare to act rashly, I will kill her in minutes. "

"Aaron, what should I do?" Alice looked at the teenage girl who was holding Yake's hand and was about to cry, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Shameless." Moody yelled. "Shameless in the extreme."

"As long as the goal can be achieved, I don't care so much." Little Barty laughed wildly, "Jacques, don't worry about gentlemanly behavior at this time, we need to give Mr. Gaius a little stimulation.

For example, let this Miss Delacour shed some blood, preferably with some screams filled with hatred. "

"You don't need to teach me." Yake put the top hat on his head, and then looked like Gabrielle, "Are you afraid?"

Gabrielle was stunned for a moment and shook her head in a strange way.

"Very good." Yake smiled slightly, holding her hand and walking straight towards Aaron.

"You, what are you doing?" Little Barty asked in confusion.

Yak didn't answer, and didn't pause at all. He continued to lead Gabrielle forward unhurriedly.

"No, stop, stop it."

Little Barty panicked and immediately pointed the wand at the two of them.

"Confinement quickly!"

A rope shot out from the tip of his wand and went straight towards them.

Seeing this, Yak simply raised a finger, and dark purple energy lingered on it.

boom!

A dark purple energy bomb easily shattered the rope, and the remaining energy knocked Barty back half a step.

"So weak." Yak said disdainfully.

"You, even you betrayed the master." Little Barty said in disbelief, gritting his teeth, "The master has never treated you badly, and even raised you as his heir. Are you worthy of him?"

"Voldemort was indeed kind to me, but he made one mistake from beginning to end." Yake said confidently, "I have never been loyal to him, so how can we talk about betrayal?"

"What did you say?"

Yake glanced at him with pity, then knelt down on one knee in front of Aaron, and said piously and sincerely: "Haiti Department, report."

"Thank you for your hard work, get up!"

"Yes." Yake stood up, and then set his sights on Ramon and Naga, "Soul-Calling Demon King, Ghastly Duchess, this is our first official meeting!"

The two nodded awkwardly but politely. Haiti Si's energy was the strongest among the five dark spiritual stones, and they did not dare to be disrespectful to him.

This scene left everyone at the scene dumbfounded, and their mood was even more difficult to calm down for a long time.

Is the overall quality of spies really that high these days? He has become the second-in-command.