Chapter 408 Delaying time, the power of immortality

"Are you stalling for time?" Voldemort looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you think Dumbledore will come to save you?"

Hearing this, Aaron's pupils trembled violently, and he immediately pretended to be surprised.

"It seems I guessed it right." Voldemort said proudly, and then changed the subject, "Unfortunately, he can't find it here.

But I do hope he can find it here. It would be a bit shabby to witness the return of the Dark Lord with only Death Eaters and you students.

It would be great if the White Devil could come over. He is important enough, and his life will cast a shadow on the entire magical world, making it easier for me to rule in the future. "

"Don't even think about it," Harry shouted, "Dumbledore will definitely defeat you."

"Idiot!" Aaron complained silently in his heart, not understanding what benefits Harry could gain by increasing his presence at this time.

"Cruciato!" Voldemort directly rewarded him with the Cruciatus Curse. After the painful torture was over, he said calmly: "Understand your situation Harry Potter, but I'll deal with you later." Bar!"

"Aaron Gaius, let the dark forces break your unrealistic illusions!" Voldemort said lightly, then turned to look at the Death Eaters, "You guys come together, you can use any means .

Whoever can bring him to me first will be forgiven the debt of these thirteen years and receive Voldemort's reward. "

Hearing this, more than thirty Death Eaters were stunned, and then looked at Aaron with greedy eyes.

"We have to help him." Cedric said seriously. The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding. The constant loss of blood made his face pale and his vision blurred.

But he held the wand tightly in his right hand and his attitude was extremely determined.

Viktor and Fleur nodded in unison. They had a clear understanding of their own strength. They might be able to deal with one or two Death Eaters, but there were dozens of Death Eaters here, and they were definitely no match.

But the outcome seemed to be doomed, and there were only two dead ends in front of them.

Either join the fight and die gloriously, or stand aside and let Voldemort kill several of them in front of Aaron after he is defeated.

As warriors in the Triwizard Tournament, choosing the first path is worthy of their pride.

The three of them quickly stood next to Aaron, and together they faced the Death Eaters who were ten times their size.

Just as Aaron was about to speak, Fleur took the lead and said, "Don't rush us away. We are indeed not as powerful as you, but we have more magic power than you."

"It won't be much help, but I can still help you with a few spells," Cedric said.

"If you must die, we will die in front of you." Krum added.

Aaron was also speechless. I am still thinking of ways to save your lives, but what do you mean by your eagerness to die?

"Let's begin!" Voldemort said calmly, and more than thirty Death Eaters rushed towards Aaron.

"This is forcing me to fight to the death!" Aaron smiled sadly, then quickly turned around and knocked all three Cedrics away with a wave of his wand.

"What are you doing?" Cedric cursed angrily.

"Don't be so arrogant if you hold me back. Your joining will only affect my performance." Aaron said calmly, and then moved forward at the same pace.

Before the Death Eaters arrived, dense spells were cast down overwhelmingly.

Aaron slowly raised his hand, and a huge yellow magic circle appeared, blocking him.

The colorful but lethal spells hit the defensive magic array, making a crackling sound.

This is a high-level defensive magic. Under normal circumstances, the magician cannot break it for a while.

But now that there are dozens of magisters, the number of attacks is suppressed, and Aaron is a little overwhelmed. He can only stabilize the magic output and think of other methods while carrying it hard.

"Bomb with magic, don't disconnect."

A Death Eater shouted loudly, and his wand fired a cyan shock wave as big as the mouth of a bowl.

Several Death Eaters began to follow suit, and seven or eight magic light beams hit the defensive magic circle, and the number continued to increase.

Click! Click!

Cracks began to appear in the magic circle, and magic with attributes such as cutting, cursing, sleeping, paralysis, petrification, etc. flowed out through the gaps.

Aaron was forced to retreat step by step, forcing the magic power in his body to prevent the magic circle from collapsing.

"Missing body." Aaron shouted anxiously in his heart, while revealing his current situation to the other party.

"I'm ready, you can take me back anytime you want."

"Not yet, I need your magic."

"But then you are still just a magister, and you are no match for dozens of Death Eaters."

"Do as I say, you have more important tasks."

Aaron also knew that just using the missing body as a power bank would not solve the current predicament.

But he only enjoys watching the show because he is the Magister Voldemort, but if he suddenly becomes the Grand Magister, he will definitely end up personally.

These dozens of Death Eaters combined are not as powerful as a peak magician, and the situation will be even more dangerous by then.

The missing body sighed silently and transferred 99% of its magic power to the main body, leaving only the basic ability to move.

Aaron felt the magic surge up, and he felt somewhat confident in facing dozens of Death Eaters.

The advanced defensive magic array was instantly stabilized, and based on this, the ultimate defensive magic array was carved. Layers of complex coils slowly grew on the inner ring, outer ring and star.

Golden light lit up the night, and a magic shield more than ten meters high separated Aaron from the Death Eaters like an indestructible wall.

Voldemort looked at this scene with interest, "Yes, that's it.

Harry Potter, did you see that?

Two years ago, he almost knocked my soul to pieces with an offensive magic circle of the same level.

I was puzzled before. Even though two years have passed, his magic energy has not improved much. Now it seems that he has spent all his time and energy on improving the magic circle. "

Harry also secretly clicked his tongue, shocked.

The thunder-attribute magic circle two years ago left a very deep impression on him, causing quite an earthquake in Slytherin's secret room.

But that magic circle took Aaron a lot of time and the blood of the basilisk to barely complete.

But what he saw now was that in less than a minute, no materials were used, a final magic circle was completed, and it even blocked the attacks of dozens of Death Eaters. This was simply a fantasy.

Harry suddenly thought that Aaron seemed to bring a notebook with him wherever he went, and he kept writing and drawing in it.

At that time, they all thought it was the top student sorting out class notes, so they didn't pay attention to it. Now it seems that those were not notes at all, but clearly a practice manual for the magic circle. No wonder no one showed it.

Cedric and the other two looked at this scene blankly and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

For the first time, they had the idea that they were useless. It was not unjust to be said to be a hindrance. Just a few of them participating in this kind of battle might not even be able to avoid the waves.

"Master, his talent is too strong, shall we..." Little Barty said with a slight hesitation, and then made a motion of slitting his throat.

"No, of course the spokesperson I choose cannot be an ordinary genius, he must be different.

Besides, there is a huge gap between the Magister and the Grand Magister. Unless he is the Grand Magister now and can use this level of magic at will, he will not pose any threat to me. "

"But his growth rate?"

"Why do you think I want to subdue him?" Old God Voldemort said thoughtfully, "Gaius is the wizarding family that values ​​the spirit of contract the most. Once they swear allegiance, their loyalty is definitely higher than that of the Death Eaters.

I will have enough patience before he grows up to be a great mage, but if he still doesn't understand current affairs after this threshold, then you can't blame me.

There can be no instability in the Dark Lord's cause. "

"The master is wise." Little Barty smiled.

Aaron didn't know the conversation between the master and the servant, but if he knew, he would secretly sigh that he had foresight.

"System, the two tasks should be considered completed!"

"certainly."

"Claim your reward, then...Dog Charm, hurry up."

At the same time, the missing body, which was recovering its magic power in the Shenming Palace, suddenly felt something and turned to look at the ground.

A black shadow ninja was kneeling in front of him, holding a charm in his blue-white hands with a yellow puppy pattern on it.

"Fuck!"

The missing body suddenly felt no longer sleepy, and immediately picked up the charm and silently absorbed it.

This should be the more important task that the main body said. As long as he gets the power of immortality, even if he is captured alive, he has hope of making a comeback.

Soon, a flashing white dog pattern appeared in the eyes of the missing body, and the dog charm instantly became ordinary, as if it were an ordinary stone that could be broken with a pinch.

“It feels comfortable and feels safe instantly.

From now on, he can be considered to have a foothold in the magic world. "The missing body didn't show much excitement. It just sighed briefly and sat lazily on the sofa.

It is still necessary to restore magic power, but there is no sense of urgency as before.

Aaron, who was struggling to maintain the magic circle, also felt something at this moment, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Having gained the power of immortality, he now has nothing to worry about and can rest assured that even Voldemort...

Aaron immediately extinguished the thought in his mind. This flag must not be set up again, especially since Voldemort is still here!

If he discovers that he is immortal, everything he values ​​​​will be thrown out of the window, and it is not impossible to capture him for experiments.

Voldemort, who had been paying attention to Aaron, saw a hint of doubt on his face when he saw Aaron's expression, and then sneered, "It seems that I am too kind and I don't put enough pressure on you!"

Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Aaron casually, and a barrel-thick white beam of light hit him directly.