Chapter 194 The Importance of Last Hit

"You... lunatic, you are a lunatic, what good will this do for you?" Riddle roared to increase the power of the spell, and the Cruciatus Curse suddenly pushed forward dozens of centimeters.

But Aaron was also outputing fiercely, madly consuming his magic energy to support the Crushing Curse. At this time, the gap in strength between the two sides was much closer, and it was a luxury for Riddle to want a quick victory.

"There is no benefit, but making the enemy feel anxious means that I have done nothing wrong."

"Aaron Gaius." Riddle gritted his teeth in anger, "Didn't I say I wouldn't kill you? Do you have to fight me to death?"

"Isn't this all forced by you?" Aaron looked sad and angry, "I don't want to be like this, but as the saying goes, don't be afraid of thieves stealing, be afraid of thieves thinking about it.

If I don't kill you today, there will be a Voldemort staring at me in the future, and no one can stand it!"

Riddle's old face turned black, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching.

He thought he was quite restrained, but at this moment he had an urge to curse.

But soon he thought of something, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he calmed down and asked meaningfully: "The plan is good, but have you ever thought about what to do if it fails?"

"You can rest assured about this, I have considered it comprehensively enough.

It is ideal to fight to the death, but I can accept both sides being injured.

Don't forget that I still have a phoenix, a holy dragon, and three second-year wizards on my side.

Although they can't help much in the battle, they don't need to learn such trivial things as finishing off the enemy at all." Aaron said lightly, but it hit Riddle's psychological defense hard.

He can accept that he was defeated by Aaron, and it is not shameful to be defeated by a genius, but he can't stand being picked up by a few little wizards anyway, that is a great insult.

Especially there is a Harry Potter in it, naked whipping corpse!

"I won't give you a chance." Riddle said seriously, "As long as you don't activate this magic circle, your plan will not be able to start."

"It's like I need a chance." Aaron said, taking out the second wand with difficulty, and pointing his free left hand at the magic circle on the ground.

"Wait a minute." Harry hurriedly stopped Aaron and said, "We can help. We should be able to buy you a few seconds."

"No, please don't make things worse." Aaron said in a panic, "If you join now, he can use the spell to drag you into the magic circle, and it will be difficult to deal with."

"Then, what if we fight from a distance?" Ron asked.

"That's worse. He can retreat outside the magic circle, and my plan will really fail."

"Don't be so cautious. You can try it." Riddle chuckled, his voice full of temptation.

But the three of them shuddered and silently retreated a distance.

"Aaron, what can we do?" Hermione asked worriedly, "Is there no other way?"

"If there is, I wouldn't have done this.

In short, don't worry about me, I will definitely not die.

Be prepared to finish the knife, but remember to be quick, accurate and ruthless, don't give him any chance."

Riddle's expression was slightly condensed, thinking that Aaron seemed to have noticed something.

But he didn't dare to ask more questions at this time. After all, his opponent was too shrewd. It would be bad if he really noticed something.

Aaron added the last part to the magic circle. The black blood on the formation quickly evaporated and turned into reddish brown. The magic circle also flashed a dark red light.

There was a faint sizzling sound in the air, and the black electric light appeared and disappeared from time to time. At first, it was only the thickness of a hair, but in the blink of an eye, it formed an extremely hideous black lightning snake.

The lightning snake roared out of the magic circle and flew straight to the ceiling. The electric charge that escaped alone electrocuted the two people.

Riddle trembled all over and wanted to stay away from the magic circle under his feet, because the thunderstorm above their heads was brewing. If it fell, they would be either dead or disabled.

But Aaron insisted on his shattering curse, not giving him a chance to retreat.

"Madman, do you want to die with me?"

"You wish, you don't deserve to die with me." Aaron said righteously, "By the way, a friendly reminder, the main material of the sword is mithril, which has good conductivity."

"What?"

Riddle looked at the silver sword inserted in front of him, the arc on it was clearly visible, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This is not a sword, it's a large lightning rod!

Boom...

The black lightning snake opened its fangs and fell vertically from above, pointing directly at the core of the magic circle.

But the moment it fell, the lightning snake seemed to sense something, and it split some of its energy and flew to Riddle's side, or more precisely, to the silver sword in front of him.

In this way, the thunder was divided into 30% and 70%, Aaron 30% and Riddle 70%.

Under the baptism of the thunderstorm, Aaron and Riddle were forced to remove their respective spells, and only had time to let out a tragic wail.

The whole secret room was shaking constantly, and gravel and dust mixed with clear lake water fell from the ceiling.

Harry and the other two were also affected and swayed from side to side, staring in amazement at the two extremely eye-catching human skeletons bathed in lightning.

A few seconds later, the magic circle disappeared along with the thunder, leaving two figures that were split into charcoal on the cracked ground.

"Aaron."

Hermione murmured lowly and quickly ran towards him.

Harry and Ron did not hesitate, and followed Hermione with Ginny.

"Don't let anything happen to you!" Hermione carefully turned Aaron's face over, her eyes red with worry.

She was at a loss now and didn't know what to do.

As a top student, she knew a lot of magic spells, but she had never learned any healing spells, so she couldn't help at all.

"He is definitely still alive." Harry said a little unconfidently, "The Aaron Gaius I know will not risk his life if he is not sure."

"Take him to the professors quickly!" Ron retracted his hands angrily just as he was about to help Aaron up, "This won't work either! It will take at least half a day for the barrier to be broken."

"It doesn't matter so much, let's take him there first." Hermione wiped her tears, "At least they can tell us how to handle the emergency."

At this time, Phoenix Fox flew to Aaron and shed a few drops of crystal tears, falling on Aaron's face.

The burnt black on his face faded a lot, revealing a healthy rosiness.

"Yes! Phoenix's tears can heal wounds." Harry suddenly realized, "Aaron is saved."

Hermione also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the blurry-eyed Phoenix with a smile, "Thank you, Fawkes."

After a while, Aaron opened his eyes in a daze and saw three familiar faces. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I survived."

"You're still talking about that!" Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "You almost died, did you know that?"

"I won't die. I still have a bottle of magic potion. Abe will save me in time." Aaron explained, "By the way, where is my dragon cub?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it since just now."

"Forget it, now that the winner has been decided, that thing isn't that important anymore."

"What?" Hermione asked confused.

Aaron didn't mean to answer, but waved his hands and forced himself to sit up, "Can you help me get the sword back first?"

Harry nodded, pulled out the silver sword and handed it to Aaron.

"The quality of this sword is really good. It was struck so hard by lightning and nothing happened to it."

"That's natural. If the quality is not up to standard, I won't dare to take it out and use it."

Harry was startled for a moment, turned his head and looked at the two pieces of the basilisk that were still steaming after being roasted by lightning, and was speechless.

"Speaking of which, you are obviously a second-year student. Isn't your ability a little too much?" Ron said with some envy, "Not to mention the prefects, even the graduates probably can't beat you."

Aaron gave him a look of disdain and explained confidently: "I just used the time you used to be distracted on studying, the time you used to play on training, and I used you to plot evil. All the time is spent thinking.”

Ron:......

Why does this sound so heartbreaking?

"Um...I accept the first two sentences, but I really don't have any evil intentions."

"Really? Then explain about the Polyjuice Potion."

"I...this..." Ron hesitated and looked at Harry and Hermione awkwardly, hoping that they could help with a few words. After all, three people did it together.

The two of them were looking at the ceiling and the other at the ground, and they cooperated quite well.

They are not stupid either. It is better to be embarrassed alone than three people together.

Aaron shook his head playfully and looked at Ginny, who had a little more blood on her face, "How is she?"

"Better than before, but still unconscious." Ron looked at Aaron gratefully, "I really want to thank you this time. If you hadn't defeated Tom Riddle and taken back my sister's life force, I would have been so miserable. Know what will happen."

"You're welcome, I'm doing this for myself too.

It would do me no good if Voldemort was resurrected. "

"It really breaks my heart to think that way!"

Riddle's voice fell clearly into everyone's ears, and several people were shocked and looked over in horror.

A charred Riddle slowly stood up, and the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there was a hazy light all over his body, which was much blurrier than at the beginning.

Aaron was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Harry and the other three, "Don't tell me that I didn't do any last hits just now."

"When we see how injured he is..." Harry said anxiously, but looking at Aaron's angry look, he couldn't say anything.

Hermione and Ron also turned pale and were trembling with fear.

I thought that even if Riddle was not dead, he would only have half a breath left. Who would have thought that he would be resurrected with full health in less than a minute!

"This is so tragic. How could you be so unreliable?" Aaron said bitterly. At this moment, he felt the horror of his pig teammates. The good situation he had worked so hard to create was overturned by Voldemort.

"Harry Potter, thank you from the bottom of my heart." Riddle laughed, "Just now I really felt death passing me by."

"Fire is raging," Hermione shouted suddenly.

But Riddle simply raised his wand, the fire curse was canceled out, and Hermione's wand was also knocked out.

"If it was just now, this spell would still be a bit threatening to me, but now this fire can't even keep me warm."

Hermione stepped back in fear, and Harry rushed over with a roar while picking up his sword, but he was knocked to the feet of the three people by a pale white light after running a few steps.

Ron immediately helped him up and said tremblingly: "Aaron, can you use that move again? At most, we will be struck by lightning together with you."

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