Chapter 610: Fox cannot be renamed if it is not a threat (1/2)

Chapter 610: Fox cannot be renamed if it is not a threat

After listening to Grindelwald's words, Aaron's forehead was covered with black lines.

He only felt that he was surrounded by malice, and a large part of it came from Dumbledore.

The suction force of the waterspout is getting stronger and stronger, and the barrier of the water-avoiding spell jingles, spinning crazily around the eye of the water.

Aaron felt dizzy, but he still held back his nausea and stabilized his body.

People fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense. This time, even if you have to fight hard, you have to let him know that he is not someone to be bullied.

"The Secret of Dragon Slayer, Shiranui Type, Red Lotus Phoenix Sword!"

Aaron roared to release the magic power in his body, and the red-gold flames covered his body and burned blazingly.

The barrier of the water repellent spell burst open, the flames spread rapidly, the waterspout boiled and vaporized under the extreme high temperature, and the entire water prison was ignited by golden flames and turned into a huge red-gold fireball.

Grindelwald opened his eyes wide. He seemed to see a black dragon covering the sky above the fireball, and his cold eyes made him feel a little trembling.

The red-gold flame turned into a whirlpool, and Aaron accumulated strength in the center of the whirlpool, driving all the flames like a golden arrow and crashing into Grindelwald at extremely high speeds.

Grindelwald was shocked and held his wand in front of him, constructing a super defensive barrier.

A violent explosion sounded, and shock waves of red-gold flames spread in all directions. The gray-white illusion space quickly retreated under the burning of the flames, revealing mottled walls and ceilings.

There were some cracks in Grindelwald's barrier, and the wand in his hand creaked and twisted slightly.

boom!

After the fierce collision, a figure flew out and left a human-shaped mark on the wall.

"Ahem!" Grindelwald patted the dust on his body and put down his trembling right hand that was holding the wand, "Not bad, it's really good.

Just a little bit, just a little bit before you hurt me. "

"Does the dignified Grindelwald need to show off like this?" Aaron's face turned pale, and he pulled himself out of the wall with difficulty.

Looking at the intact Grindelwald, his expression was very ugly, and he did not expect that the dragon-slaying secret that he unleashed with all his strength failed to cause any harm to him.

"No, this is a compliment, a compliment from the heart." Grindelwald pointed to the ground. There were two shallow lines in the dust connecting his feet.

“It is already an achievement for a junior great magister to be able to make a holy magister take a few steps back.

And I can tell you responsibly that even though I have just broken through, there are not many people at the same level who can beat me. "

"Ha!" Aaron smiled mockingly, "Can you give me the phoenix?"

Grindelwald whistled, and Fawkes appeared in the air, making a clear chirping sound.

"Guess, will I give it to you?" Grindelwald asked with a half-smile.

"Yes." Aaron said without thinking.

"wrong answer."

"I knew it would be like this." Aaron smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Although I feel very unhappy, I still thank you for letting me see the gap between me and the Holy Magister.

I'll write this down first. You'd better hope to die before I can beat you, otherwise I'll kill you in minutes. "

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Grindelwald smacked his lips, "Where did you get the courage to say such a thing?"

Aaron held up a finger and pointed upward.

Grindelwald looked up and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw six huge magic arrays - red, blue, yellow, green, purple and white - facing him in a row. The strong sense of oppression made him feel a hint of threat.

"Amazing, when did you do it?"

"Just now, when you tried your best to defend, you wouldn't have noticed at that time." Aaron said a little weakly, "My ancestors told me that the superimposed effect of the seven-layer ultimate elemental magic array will not be better than the taboo Poor magic.

In other words, they are equivalent to the magic unleashed by the Holy Magister. Do you want to try it? "

"Seventh level?"

"There is also a layer of dark magic under your feet to prevent you from avoiding it.

I don't have much extravagant expectations, but I can still manage to delay you for a second or two. "

As he finished speaking, a black magic circle appeared under Grindelwald's feet, and countless black palms danced continuously, making it difficult for him to move like a quagmire.

"You are really well prepared." Grindelwald smiled, "But do you dare?

This does pose a threat to me, but at most it will hurt me a little.

But what about you? You probably don’t have any extra energy, right? "

"It is indeed gone." Aaron said bluntly, "The previous battle consumed half of my magic power. I still had to grit my teeth to create this seven-layer magic circle."

"So you can't threaten me."

"Yes, I can't threaten you." Aaron sighed softly, "I'll give you two choices.

One is to give me the phoenix, I will remove the magic circle, and I will treat everything today as if it never happened.

The second is to fight head-on. I activated the magic circle and escaped from this prison with the Phoenix. "

Grindelwald frowned slightly, "I still want to ask, where did you get the courage?"

Aaron pulled up his sleeves, revealing a gray World Tree symbol.

"I know that thing. As long as your family imprint still has a little color, I won't do anything to you, because it is meaningless."

"Sorry, I'm used to it." Aaron smiled awkwardly and pulled up the other sleeve. On his arm was a white pattern of a holy dragon spreading its wings and roaring up to the sky.

"The only strength I have left is to activate this mark."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, "I heard that Voldemort has a Dark Mark. You don't know how to..."

"I named him Mark of the White God."

"But you are alone, and you can't call any helpers at all."

"I don't deny that there are only three people I can summon at the moment. None of them can rival Gellert Grindelwald, but there are still people who can take me out of here."

"If you say that, I'm a little interested."

"Dumbledore, Aberforth Dumbledore." Aaron said meaningfully, "Before coming to Nurmengard, I went to Hogsmeade and made a deal with him.

The Phoenix will protect the bloodline of the Dumbledore family. As long as Aberforth comes, Fox will take us to Apparate and leave here. "

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Grindelwald clapped his hands and said, "It sounds fine, but is the Phoenix really that important? It makes you think so deeply."

“No, to be honest, it’s not necessary for me.

But I have suffered such a big loss today, and I will not be reconciled if there is no gain. "

"Understood, I choose the first one." Grindelwald said easily, "But don't get me wrong, I don't mind meeting Aberforth, but I don't want to ruin this place."

Aaron nodded slightly, then waved his wand, mobilizing the few magic powers to write a contract in mid-air.

“After you sign it, you can’t lay a hand on me and Fox, and you can’t prevent us from leaving Nurmengard.

And after I leave, I will remove the seven-layer magic circle. Before that, you cannot leave the scope of the magic circle.

Those who violate the contract will suffer heartbreaking pain. "

"no problem."

Grindelwald simply wrote his name, Gellert Grindelwald.

"call!"

Seeing Grindelwald signing the contract, Aaron collapsed to the ground in relief, breathing heavily.

"You look so good at pretending to be calm. I almost got fooled by you."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's important whether you sign or not." Aaron said weakly, "I don't want to take risks unless I have to."

"Where's the Phoenix?"

Grindelwald looked at Fox, "Go, he will be your master from now on."

Fawkes let out a chirp, circled above Grindelwald, and flew towards Aaron.

During the flight, the flames on its body gradually weakened, and its size also shrank several times, and finally it landed steadily on Aaron's shoulder like a parrot.

"I didn't like it very much before, but now...it's so beautiful." Aaron grinned, showing a pair of big white teeth.

He touched the red and gold feathers on Phoenix's body and said, "From now on, you will be called Abao."

Fox was stunned for a moment and shook his head firmly to express his objection.

Recognizing Aaron as the master means that it will be the little brother of that hateful dragon in the future.

Although I feel a little aggrieved, my living conditions are still very secure, and I won't be bullied at will, so it's not a loss after all.

But this name is too vulgar, and it won't accept it even if I beat it to death.

"Good boy, it's just a title. Calling Abao looks friendly."

"No." Grindelwald looked at Aaron coldly and objected, "It's called Fox. You're not allowed to change its name. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Understood." Aaron swallowed, "I promise not to change its name!"

"You can leave." Grindelwald said, "The barrier at the entrance has been removed."

"Goodbye, no, never again." Aaron waved his hand and walked out calmly, "After taking care of Voldemort, I will find someone to collect the body for you."

After Aaron left his sight, Grindelwald turned to look at the stone room, "Come out, he's gone."

The cell door of the stone room slowly opened, and Jeans walked out with a smile.

"What would he think if he knew that I was so aggressive because of your instructions?" Grindelwald joked, "After all, he is your future master, so why go to such trouble?"

"I don't want to, but this is what the old patriarch means." Genes explained, "The young master now has no family protection, and he is completely on the opposite side of Voldemort. The family will inevitably feel worried, so he needs to fully Get to know the young master’s strength.”

"Now you understand?" Grindelwald exclaimed, "If I had faced him when I was seventeen, I would have only had a chance to escape."

"Uh...actually, what I learned is far from enough." Genes said helplessly.

"What do you mean it's not enough?" Grindelwald frowned slightly, "Aren't you satisfied with such an heir? If I had his talent back then, I would have completed the reform of the wizarding world long ago, and what about Voldemort?"

"It's not that I'm not dissatisfied, but... how should I put it?" Genes held his forehead, a depressed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Based on my understanding of the young master, I'm afraid you haven't tested his trump card just now."

Grindelwald: ...

"No way, absolutely impossible.

His magic power had bottomed out, and he was determined not to fall into unconsciousness immediately. "

"My judgment will not be wrong." Genes said firmly, "Young Master will not fight an uncertain battle. I am sure it will start from the moment he steps into Nurmengard.

He considered the worst case scenario, and faced this situation he was sure to escape unscathed. "

"But you saw what just happened. I don't think he can do better."

“What the eyes see is not necessarily the actual situation.

I arranged all the young master's training, and I dare say that no one knows his abilities better than me.

But if he hadn't been in a hurry to escape, I wouldn't have known that he could have exploded with such speed, and I didn't even know that he had recruited Aberforth. "

"All you can manage is his vacation, which is only for two or three months." Grindelwald disagreed, "You can't control the rest of the time, can you?"

“What you said makes sense, but he didn’t summon his pet during his battle with you.

I feed Abe when he is at home. I know his potential very well, and he can at least compete with the primary magister.

He has also mastered a dark shadow army that shuttles in the shadows. I initially estimated that the number of people is at least four to five hundred, but this army did not appear at all just now.

He also had a special bottle of magic potion that could instantly resurrect a person with full blood after drinking it, but he didn't take it out.

He didn’t take out the weapons specially made for him by Lord Alger, and he didn’t even use some powerful magic..."

"Wait a minute." Grindelwald couldn't help but interrupt, "You mean I was underestimated by him?

This is really interesting. He actually dares to hold back when fighting me. He is really not afraid of death! "

"Haha! Maybe it's like the young master said, as long as he doesn't want to, no one can kill him.

He was very confident when he said this, and it must not be false. "

"I really feel sad for Voldemort now!

It was just that Dumbledore was planning on him, but he still wanted to take advantage of him. "

"Although the young master is young, he is not so calculating." Genes said with a meaningful smile, "Dumbledore has prepared a script for Harry Potter and Voldemort, but he should not pull the young master midway. Enter the crew.

But now that the director is dead, the young master has become the new director of course, and he can modify the script as he wants.

In fact, the young master did the same thing. He bought some of the actors, and also brought in a group of new actors from outside the crew. He made certain changes to the characters and the storyline. "

"How do you know so clearly?" Grindelwald looked at him doubtfully and asked.

"Miss Klea occasionally delivers some news to the family." Genes said sheepishly, "The Gaius family cannot participate in the disputes in the magic world, but it is always okay to learn about it."

Grindelwald twitched the corner of his mouth, "What a beautiful job."