Chapter 410 Confession of the last words, it was Jun 1 who came
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Jing Shen Tian Si
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The three Death Eaters fell to the ground, twitching from time to time, and a disgusting smell emanated from their scorched bodies.
"Ghost Crystal, Thunderbird's tail feathers, triple enchantment, it's not in vain that I spent so much effort making this bullet.
But this time I really have no strength, and you have won. "
Aaron let out a miserable laugh, and lay down on the ground without grace.
It seemed that they were planning to surrender, but the remaining dozen or so Death Eaters all looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to approach.
After all, is the lesson from the past still lying there?
One wanted to grab credit, acted impatiently, and then died rashly.
The other three were a little more cautious and released the stun spell from a distance, but the result was not much better, and they probably wouldn't be able to recover if they didn't raise them for a year or so.
Lucius hesitated for a moment, then strode up to Aaron and collected his wand and flintlock.
"I can only do my best to protect you from harm, but there is nothing else I can do."
"Then do I have to thank you?" Aaron rolled his eyes and asked.
"Of course, it's for my son's sake." Lucius said as he pulled him up from the ground, turned his back to the others and said with his lips: location.
Aaron immediately understood that what Lucius meant was that he would find out where Aaron was being held, and then let someone notify the Gaius family, and then someone would naturally rescue him.
Lucius took Aaron up to Voldemort, then stood aside respectfully, without saying anything.
Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor were also escorted here by Barty Crouch Jr. Although they were also tied to a pillar, they were treated better than Harry.
"Well done, Lucius." Voldemort said meaningfully, "Even if your loyalty to me has never wavered, your ability has disappointed me very much, and there has been no result in 13 years.
But Voldemort will not go back on what he promised. The debts of the past 13 years have been written off. What reward do you want? "
"The subordinates don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly. They just want to fulfill the master's order and realize our magic path as soon as possible."
"You're tactful, but I like to hear that." Voldemort smiled, and then walked up to Aaron, "It's amazing that a 15-year-old student caused more than one-third of my men to be killed or injured."
"It's ridiculous." Aaron said weakly, "Your subordinates should not be considered anything among the Death Eaters!
The magic energy has indeed reached the standard of a magister, but the combat effectiveness is generally not strong. "
"Haha, you're not wrong.
After more than ten years of stable life, they almost forgot how to fight. They didn't even increase their magic power, and they could only bully some wizards who were weaker than them.
The real elite of the Death Eaters should be in Azkaban by now, and I'll pick them up soon. "
"Wow!" Aaron shrugged nonchalantly, "Good luck."
Voldemort nodded, and then approached Aaron, using his wand to control him to look at the four people who were tied up, "You have the few powers to witness their death.
Choose one!Who dies first? "
"Harry Potter."
"what?"
Harry's eyes widened. He knew this moment would come sooner or later, but...
Do you want to be so direct?How much hesitation!
"Harry Potter is definitely not good, if I were the Dark Lord, I would save him for the last." Aaron thought for a while and looked at Krum, "Or just him?
With a simple mind and well-developed limbs, I have seen him unhappy for a long time. "
"As you wish." Voldemort sneered.
Barty Jr. immediately raised his wand and pointed it at Krum, who had his eyes closed tightly, "Goodbye, big star.
Avada..."
"Wait." Aaron took a deep breath, "I suddenly remembered that I still owe him a trivial favor, let him delay the time of death for a few seconds!
How is Cedric?
His father is the Director of the Department of Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts of the Ministry of Magic, which is considered a high position and authority.
It was only fitting to announce the return of the Dark Lord with his sacrificial banner. "
"I didn't know that I still have this role." Cedric smiled wryly, "But my father will firmly stand on the side against the Dark Lord."
"That's him." Little Barty said, then raised his wand, "Avada..."
"Wait a mininute."
Little Barty's anger came up immediately, "Don't forget that you are just a prisoner."
"Maybe I will be the successor of the Dark Lord?
Maybe I'll agree, so be kind to me. "
"you..."
"Make a decision quickly, Gaius." Voldemort said a little impatiently, "You need to experience the feeling of dominating other people's life and death, it will push you to make the right choice.
Of course, you can also choose none of them, and surrender to me now, and I will immediately spare their lives. "
"Including Harry Potter?"
Voldemort sneered, "You can only decide the fate of the three of them, Harry Potter is not included."
"That's boring for you." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I don't know them well, so there's no need to sign a contract to save them.
So... kill it if you want, don't let me choose the line? "
"Then ladies first!" Voldemort raised his wand meaningfully.
Fu Rong closed her eyes tightly, and she appeared quite calm, as if she had accepted her next fate.
"This won't work, this really won't work." Aaron hurriedly interrupted Voldemort, "She owes me a lot of favors, it would be a pity if she died like this."
"It seems that Mr. Gaius still has some hopes for Dumbledore!" Voldemort shook his head regretfully, "It's this time and I'm still trying to delay the time."
"Nothing." Allen said with a smile.
"Little Barty, use practical actions to tell him not to play such a small trick."
"Of order." Barty Crouch Jr. gave Aaron a provocative look, and said jokingly, "I'm quite skilled in this kind of thing. I still remember the screams of the Longbottoms back then."
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
"what......"
Fu Rong screamed, her voice was extremely shrill.
She had never felt such severe pain, like countless red-hot knives cutting through every inch of her skin.
"Stop." Aaron said bitterly, "I choose, can't I choose?"
Barty Crouch Jr. put down his wand, "If you've been like this for a long time, you'll be fine."
Aaron looked at Fu Rong, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, maybe the only thing I can do now is to let you all die happily."
Fu Rong nodded blankly, the Cruciatus Curse is really something that no one can bear.
"Krum, do you have any last words?
If I have a chance in the future, I will pass it on to you. "
"Help me tell Hermione Granger..."
"Okay, got it.
Don't talk, don't think too much before you die. Aaron interrupted him, then looked at Cedric, "That...do you have any last words?" "
"Give my body to my father." Cedric said seriously.
"I try my best."
"It's over!" Little Batty said lightly, "I was still like this when I killed someone for the first time."
"Just say one more word." Aaron sighed, then walked up to Fleur, "You..."
"Let Gabriel not be too sad." Fleur blurted out, "As a sister, I can't take care of her anymore."
"Please close your eyes and don't open them." Aaron took a deep breath and pointed back with Fleur's thumb, "Fleur Delacour, she will come first."
Barty Crouch Jr. sneered, "Avada Kedavra!"
"Water Mirror!"
The red, yellow, and blue magic circles lined up in a row, blocking Fu Rong.
The green Killing Curse hit the magic circle, and after a moment of stalemate, the direction began to shift slightly, even showing signs of turning back.
Batty Jr. raised his eyebrows, increased the power of casting spells, and more powerful magic hit the magic circle.
Aaron's hands were trembling constantly, and he had wiped out the little magic power that had just recovered from the missing body, and now he was truly dying.
boom! boom! boom!
The triple magic circle shattered one by one, but the Death Curse also deviated from the route and was bounced onto a tombstone.
"Not bad magic." Voldemort admired, "You can actually deflect the Killing Curse, but it's a pity that your magic power is not enough, otherwise my servant will die under his spell."
"Originally, I planned to keep this little magic power for myself to apparate." Aaron said with a helpless smile, "but after all, I can't just watch them die."
"You can't apparate in the place where you are held, you can rest assured about that.
Little Barty, Mr. Gaius is very resistant to choices, so you better do it! "
"Yes, Master."
Little Batty smiled coldly, and a death curse hit Delacour straight.
Aaron gritted his teeth, stood in front of her, and then tightly closed his eyes.
"No!"
Voldemort roared angrily.
Little Barty was also flustered. Voldemort valued Aaron very much. If he died like this, he might be punished.
At this moment, a dazzling white light appeared in front of Aaron, repelling the death curse and sending little Barty flying.
At the same time, the other six figures also fell around Aaron, forming a circle to protect him inside.
The sudden scene gave the few people who were tied up a glimmer of hope. They didn't know who was coming, but they were definitely on their side to repel the Death Eaters.
"Who are you?" Voldemort said coldly, he could feel that these people were not weak, and he could probably single out three Death Eaters by pulling any one out.
Especially the one in the lead, who actually made him feel a little dangerous.
"Nice to meet, Lord Voldemort." Jeans said politely, "We are not your enemies, and we came here specially to ensure the safety of the young master."
After finishing speaking, Jins turned his head to look at Aaron, "Master, we shouldn't be too late, it's really close!"
The three Death Eaters fell to the ground, twitching from time to time, and a disgusting smell emanated from their scorched bodies.
"Ghost Crystal, Thunderbird's tail feathers, triple enchantment, it's not in vain that I spent so much effort making this bullet.
But this time I really have no strength, and you have won. "
Aaron let out a miserable laugh, and lay down on the ground without grace.
It seemed that they were planning to surrender, but the remaining dozen or so Death Eaters all looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to approach.
After all, is the lesson from the past still lying there?
One wanted to grab credit, acted impatiently, and then died rashly.
The other three were a little more cautious and released the stun spell from a distance, but the result was not much better, and they probably wouldn't be able to recover if they didn't raise them for a year or so.
Lucius hesitated for a moment, then strode up to Aaron and collected his wand and flintlock.
"I can only do my best to protect you from harm, but there is nothing else I can do."
"Then do I have to thank you?" Aaron rolled his eyes and asked.
"Of course, it's for my son's sake." Lucius said as he pulled him up from the ground, turned his back to the others and said with his lips: location.
Aaron immediately understood that what Lucius meant was that he would find out where Aaron was being held, and then let someone notify the Gaius family, and then someone would naturally rescue him.
Lucius took Aaron up to Voldemort, then stood aside respectfully, without saying anything.
Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor were also escorted here by Barty Crouch Jr. Although they were also tied to a pillar, they were treated better than Harry.
"Well done, Lucius." Voldemort said meaningfully, "Even if your loyalty to me has never wavered, your ability has disappointed me very much, and there has been no result in 13 years.
But Voldemort will not go back on what he promised. The debts of the past 13 years have been written off. What reward do you want? "
"The subordinates don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly. They just want to fulfill the master's order and realize our magic path as soon as possible."
"You're tactful, but I like to hear that." Voldemort smiled, and then walked up to Aaron, "It's amazing that a 15-year-old student caused more than one-third of my men to be killed or injured."
"It's ridiculous." Aaron said weakly, "Your subordinates should not be considered anything among the Death Eaters!
The magic energy has indeed reached the standard of a magister, but the combat effectiveness is generally not strong. "
"Haha, you're not wrong.
After more than ten years of stable life, they almost forgot how to fight. They didn't even increase their magic power, and they could only bully some wizards who were weaker than them.
The real elite of the Death Eaters should be in Azkaban by now, and I'll pick them up soon. "
"Wow!" Aaron shrugged nonchalantly, "Good luck."
Voldemort nodded, and then approached Aaron, using his wand to control him to look at the four people who were tied up, "You have the few powers to witness their death.
Choose one!Who dies first? "
"Harry Potter."
"what?"
Harry's eyes widened. He knew this moment would come sooner or later, but...
Do you want to be so direct?How much hesitation!
"Harry Potter is definitely not good, if I were the Dark Lord, I would save him for the last." Aaron thought for a while and looked at Krum, "Or just him?
With a simple mind and well-developed limbs, I have seen him unhappy for a long time. "
"As you wish." Voldemort sneered.
Barty Jr. immediately raised his wand and pointed it at Krum, who had his eyes closed tightly, "Goodbye, big star.
Avada..."
"Wait." Aaron took a deep breath, "I suddenly remembered that I still owe him a trivial favor, let him delay the time of death for a few seconds!
How is Cedric?
His father is the Director of the Department of Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts of the Ministry of Magic, which is considered a high position and authority.
It was only fitting to announce the return of the Dark Lord with his sacrificial banner. "
"I didn't know that I still have this role." Cedric smiled wryly, "But my father will firmly stand on the side against the Dark Lord."
"That's him." Little Barty said, then raised his wand, "Avada..."
"Wait a mininute."
Little Barty's anger came up immediately, "Don't forget that you are just a prisoner."
"Maybe I will be the successor of the Dark Lord?
Maybe I'll agree, so be kind to me. "
"you..."
"Make a decision quickly, Gaius." Voldemort said a little impatiently, "You need to experience the feeling of dominating other people's life and death, it will push you to make the right choice.
Of course, you can also choose none of them, and surrender to me now, and I will immediately spare their lives. "
"Including Harry Potter?"
Voldemort sneered, "You can only decide the fate of the three of them, Harry Potter is not included."
"That's boring for you." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I don't know them well, so there's no need to sign a contract to save them.
So... kill it if you want, don't let me choose the line? "
"Then ladies first!" Voldemort raised his wand meaningfully.
Fu Rong closed her eyes tightly, and she appeared quite calm, as if she had accepted her next fate.
"This won't work, this really won't work." Aaron hurriedly interrupted Voldemort, "She owes me a lot of favors, it would be a pity if she died like this."
"It seems that Mr. Gaius still has some hopes for Dumbledore!" Voldemort shook his head regretfully, "It's this time and I'm still trying to delay the time."
"Nothing." Allen said with a smile.
"Little Barty, use practical actions to tell him not to play such a small trick."
"Of order." Barty Crouch Jr. gave Aaron a provocative look, and said jokingly, "I'm quite skilled in this kind of thing. I still remember the screams of the Longbottoms back then."
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
"what......"
Fu Rong screamed, her voice was extremely shrill.
She had never felt such severe pain, like countless red-hot knives cutting through every inch of her skin.
"Stop." Aaron said bitterly, "I choose, can't I choose?"
Barty Crouch Jr. put down his wand, "If you've been like this for a long time, you'll be fine."
Aaron looked at Fu Rong, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, maybe the only thing I can do now is to let you all die happily."
Fu Rong nodded blankly, the Cruciatus Curse is really something that no one can bear.
"Krum, do you have any last words?
If I have a chance in the future, I will pass it on to you. "
"Help me tell Hermione Granger..."
"Okay, got it.
Don't talk, don't think too much before you die. Aaron interrupted him, then looked at Cedric, "That...do you have any last words?" "
"Give my body to my father." Cedric said seriously.
"I try my best."
"It's over!" Little Batty said lightly, "I was still like this when I killed someone for the first time."
"Just say one more word." Aaron sighed, then walked up to Fleur, "You..."
"Let Gabriel not be too sad." Fleur blurted out, "As a sister, I can't take care of her anymore."
"Please close your eyes and don't open them." Aaron took a deep breath and pointed back with Fleur's thumb, "Fleur Delacour, she will come first."
Barty Crouch Jr. sneered, "Avada Kedavra!"
"Water Mirror!"
The red, yellow, and blue magic circles lined up in a row, blocking Fu Rong.
The green Killing Curse hit the magic circle, and after a moment of stalemate, the direction began to shift slightly, even showing signs of turning back.
Batty Jr. raised his eyebrows, increased the power of casting spells, and more powerful magic hit the magic circle.
Aaron's hands were trembling constantly, and he had wiped out the little magic power that had just recovered from the missing body, and now he was truly dying.
boom! boom! boom!
The triple magic circle shattered one by one, but the Death Curse also deviated from the route and was bounced onto a tombstone.
"Not bad magic." Voldemort admired, "You can actually deflect the Killing Curse, but it's a pity that your magic power is not enough, otherwise my servant will die under his spell."
"Originally, I planned to keep this little magic power for myself to apparate." Aaron said with a helpless smile, "but after all, I can't just watch them die."
"You can't apparate in the place where you are held, you can rest assured about that.
Little Barty, Mr. Gaius is very resistant to choices, so you better do it! "
"Yes, Master."
Little Batty smiled coldly, and a death curse hit Delacour straight.
Aaron gritted his teeth, stood in front of her, and then tightly closed his eyes.
"No!"
Voldemort roared angrily.
Little Barty was also flustered. Voldemort valued Aaron very much. If he died like this, he might be punished.
At this moment, a dazzling white light appeared in front of Aaron, repelling the death curse and sending little Barty flying.
At the same time, the other six figures also fell around Aaron, forming a circle to protect him inside.
The sudden scene gave the few people who were tied up a glimmer of hope. They didn't know who was coming, but they were definitely on their side to repel the Death Eaters.
"Who are you?" Voldemort said coldly, he could feel that these people were not weak, and he could probably single out three Death Eaters by pulling any one out.
Especially the one in the lead, who actually made him feel a little dangerous.
"Nice to meet, Lord Voldemort." Jeans said politely, "We are not your enemies, and we came here specially to ensure the safety of the young master."
After finishing speaking, Jins turned his head to look at Aaron, "Master, we shouldn't be too late, it's really close!"
