Chapter 412: The Drop of the Moon Makes a Deal?you have to find a way to save yourself
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Jing Shen Tian Si
"But I have a little question before I let you go." Voldemort said seriously, pointing his wand straight at Aaron, "I won't take the initiative to be your enemy, but will you take the initiative to trouble me? ?”
"No, I can guarantee that." Jins said.
"Don't talk too much." Voldemort smiled meaningfully. "After all, Mr. Gaius and my enemy are friends, and it is inevitable that we will not help them in the future."
"You can rest assured that if the young master takes the initiative to intervene in disputes in the magic world, it will be his personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Gaius family.
If he died in this dispute, it would only be a lack of strength, and the Gaius family will not hold you accountable. "
Aaron blinked blankly, and took a long time to recover, "I wondered again if I was their own."
"There is no doubt about it, the young master is definitely his own.
What the subordinate just said is also the family's ancestral precepts, in order to prevent some heirs from acting on their own will and relying on their own identities to coerce the family into unnecessary incidents. "
Aaron: …
Why do these words sound weird, and there is a kind of pointing at Sang Huai.
"Then there's no problem, let's go!" Voldemort said generously.
Aaron hesitated for a while, then looked at the other people tied to the pillar, "Can you let them go too?"
"Aaron, don't you feel a little greedy?" Voldemort sneered, "Let you go away because it would be a pity to kill you on the one hand, and because you will not become my enemy on the other.
But they will obviously be my enemies. Although I don't care about these ants, they will make me feel unhappy. "
Aaron turned to look at Jins, asking him to help him.
Jinns pretended to rub the fist marks on his face, completely turning a blind eye.
He was only responsible for saving his own young master, and he had nothing to do with what happened to the others.
When Cedric and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Unexpectedly, at this point, they still couldn't escape the fate of death, but they also knew that they had no right to blame others for not helping them.
"But if you're willing to say yes..."
"I won't work for you, it's useless to talk about breaking the sky."
"It can be seen that you will not give in." Voldemort said flatly, "I mean you can be my student, as long as you promise to be my student, I will let them go immediately.
I will teach you all the dark arts I know without reservation, which Hogwarts can't do, and neither can Dumbledore. "
"Ha ha!"
Aaron curled his lips in disdain, and a clear look of disgust flashed in his eyes.
That's right, disgust.
Does he need a teacher? Learn about more than 20 ancestors.
In addition to those old immortals, there is also a huge library in his house. Is there any knowledge in it?
"It seems that they are not interested, let's watch them die!"
"Wait." Aaron said hastily, struggling for a while before looking at Voldemort, "Maybe we can make a deal, a deal you can't refuse."
"Let's hear it." Voldemort asked with interest.
Aaron let out a long breath, and took out a small bottle of purple solution from the magic circle.
"This is..." Jinns pupils shrank slightly.
"I got this by accident when I was traveling." Aaron said nonsense in a serious manner. The moon drop was rewarded by the system, but it could not be ruled out that this kind of magic potion had appeared in the magic world.
"do you know?"
"I understand a little bit." Jinns nodded solemnly, "It is a magic potion extracted from the essence of moonlight. The preparation process is extremely cumbersome and the yield is extremely low. It will also affect the surrounding environment and even the will of creatures to a certain extent. "
"What about the effect?" Voldemort asked unhurriedly.
"Remove all the negative effects of magic." Aaron said with a meaningful smile, "This moon drop can restore your normal appearance, and even eliminate some of the defects in your soul."
"what?"
Voldemort couldn't calm down immediately, and looked at the Moondrop with greed and fanaticism.
He has walked a long way on the road to longevity, but this road is not smooth, and those potholes are called souls.
If the flaws in the soul or the horcrux can be removed, even if he is killed again, he can be resurrected perfectly with the help of a horcrux, instead of lingering on for more than ten years like before.
"What he said is true?" Voldemort looked at Jinns and asked, he still trusted the character of a high-ranking great magister.
"Of course, the drop of the moon can even break the seal set by Merlin.
But as far as I know, there should be no stock in the family's treasury, and even the entire wizarding world has only... sorry, that's a bit much to say. "
"Disappointing." Aaron said angrily.
Voldemort also looked regretful, but it was not without gain, at least he knew that this kind of potion existed in the wizarding world.
As long as it can be found, it means that there is one more chance of a complete resurrection, but it is still important to get it in Aaron's hands now.
"What kind of deal do you want? Use this small bottle of potion to exchange their lives?"
"What good things are you thinking about?" Aaron rolled his eyes and said, "Their lives are not so valuable, this bottle of potion is to some extent a precious item on the same level as the Philosopher's Stone.
The Sorcerer's Stone cannot break a powerful curse, but it can.
If it wasn't for the fact that my sister didn't want anyone to die in the Triwizard Tournament, I wouldn't take this treasure out. "
"Young Master, there is no need to take it seriously." Jinns said with a smile: "Now that the competition is over, we all see that it is the trophy you touched together."
"Tell Adrian about this, do you think she recognizes it?"
"This... probably won't happen, but you won't be at a disadvantage, young master!"
"You won't understand, it's too early for me." Aaron pouted, and then continued to look at Voldemort, "The premise of the deal is to let the three of them go first."
"and then?"
"Then..." Aaron turned his head to look at Harry Potter, and immediately showed a harmless smile, "Just bet on whether you can kill the savior of the wizarding world within five minutes.
If you can, this bottle of potion is yours, if not, it can only prove that you have no fate with it. "
Hearing this, Voldemort froze for a moment, is this different from giving away for free?
Harry also looked confused, is this different from sending him to death?
"Five minutes, don't you look down on me too much?" Voldemort said very casually, "Ten seconds is enough."
"5 minutes is 5 minutes." Aaron tossed the medicine bottle in his hand, "but before that, let me have a few words with him."
"Please."
Aaron walked up to Harry, and with a wave of his wand, unchained him, releasing him from the statue.
"What are you doing?" Harry said anxiously, "I can't beat him."
"Of course you can't beat him, no one here can defeat Voldemort." Aaron said in a low voice, "In five minutes, if I guess correctly, he will torture you for four minutes and 5 seconds, and kill you in the last ten seconds. "
"Then you still..."
"So you have to seize the opportunity." Aaron looked at him very seriously, "You are different from others, you are definitely the first on Voldemort's must-kill list, there is no doubt about it, you can't have any fluke mentality.
I can't help you in this duel, but here is one thing that can help you save yourself. "
Harry thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, "You mean..."
"Don't say it." Aaron interrupted him immediately, "Voldemort will definitely try his best to torture you, the simplest is the Cruciatus Curse.
You have to bear the double damage of body and mind, find it, get close to it, and touch it. This is your only chance of survival. "
Harry nodded blankly, "Four minutes and 50 seconds, right?"
"In fact, this time will only be less, not more."
Harry said bitterly, "You should have spoken for ten minutes."
"Pull it down! 10 minutes is enough for anyone to be suspicious, and I don't think you can last that long.
When life is worse than death, suicide is a luxury. "
"Understood." Harry said solemnly, "The next thing is a narrow escape, if I die...bring my body to Sirius."
"You won't die, I have a way to save you." Aaron hesitated for a moment, then said seriously: "But you'd better not let me use it, or you will have to work for me to pay off the debt for the rest of your life."
What Aaron was talking about was naturally not the dog spell. The divine power of immortality was completely absorbed by him, and it could only affect him alone.
But he also has a bottle of resurrection potion, which can bring people who died within an hour back to life.
If it was before, he would naturally be reluctant to let others use it, but after gaining the power of immortality, the value of this bottle of medicine is not so high to him, and it is also a good decision to save Harry's life to add trouble to Voldemort.
Harry also thought of another priceless bottle of potion in Aaron's hand, and was immediately moved to tears.
"Thank you!"
"I warn you, don't rub your snot on my clothes."
Harry: …
"Are you finished?" Voldemort asked impatiently.
"It's over." Aaron stepped out of the way and gave Harry a push.
"Where's... my wand?" Harry asked timidly.
"Oh!" Voldemort elongated his voice and mocked, "Wizards cannot fight without wands."
Barty Crouch Jr. licked his lips and threw a black wand in front of him.
"Wand?" Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and immediately shouted to Harry: "When it's really a last resort, trust your wand."
Harry just forced a smile, only as an encouragement to himself.
Voldemort and a group of Death Eaters also felt baffled, and didn't take these words to heart at all.
"What do you mean by that? Could it be that the wand can help him carry it for 5 minutes?" Fleur asked curiously, a woman with a delicate mind, and she felt that there must be some deep meaning in Aaron's words.
"Maybe! But it depends on luck." Aaron said with some uncertainty, "I hope he won't use this spell!"
"No, I can guarantee that." Jins said.
"Don't talk too much." Voldemort smiled meaningfully. "After all, Mr. Gaius and my enemy are friends, and it is inevitable that we will not help them in the future."
"You can rest assured that if the young master takes the initiative to intervene in disputes in the magic world, it will be his personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Gaius family.
If he died in this dispute, it would only be a lack of strength, and the Gaius family will not hold you accountable. "
Aaron blinked blankly, and took a long time to recover, "I wondered again if I was their own."
"There is no doubt about it, the young master is definitely his own.
What the subordinate just said is also the family's ancestral precepts, in order to prevent some heirs from acting on their own will and relying on their own identities to coerce the family into unnecessary incidents. "
Aaron: …
Why do these words sound weird, and there is a kind of pointing at Sang Huai.
"Then there's no problem, let's go!" Voldemort said generously.
Aaron hesitated for a while, then looked at the other people tied to the pillar, "Can you let them go too?"
"Aaron, don't you feel a little greedy?" Voldemort sneered, "Let you go away because it would be a pity to kill you on the one hand, and because you will not become my enemy on the other.
But they will obviously be my enemies. Although I don't care about these ants, they will make me feel unhappy. "
Aaron turned to look at Jins, asking him to help him.
Jinns pretended to rub the fist marks on his face, completely turning a blind eye.
He was only responsible for saving his own young master, and he had nothing to do with what happened to the others.
When Cedric and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Unexpectedly, at this point, they still couldn't escape the fate of death, but they also knew that they had no right to blame others for not helping them.
"But if you're willing to say yes..."
"I won't work for you, it's useless to talk about breaking the sky."
"It can be seen that you will not give in." Voldemort said flatly, "I mean you can be my student, as long as you promise to be my student, I will let them go immediately.
I will teach you all the dark arts I know without reservation, which Hogwarts can't do, and neither can Dumbledore. "
"Ha ha!"
Aaron curled his lips in disdain, and a clear look of disgust flashed in his eyes.
That's right, disgust.
Does he need a teacher? Learn about more than 20 ancestors.
In addition to those old immortals, there is also a huge library in his house. Is there any knowledge in it?
"It seems that they are not interested, let's watch them die!"
"Wait." Aaron said hastily, struggling for a while before looking at Voldemort, "Maybe we can make a deal, a deal you can't refuse."
"Let's hear it." Voldemort asked with interest.
Aaron let out a long breath, and took out a small bottle of purple solution from the magic circle.
"This is..." Jinns pupils shrank slightly.
"I got this by accident when I was traveling." Aaron said nonsense in a serious manner. The moon drop was rewarded by the system, but it could not be ruled out that this kind of magic potion had appeared in the magic world.
"do you know?"
"I understand a little bit." Jinns nodded solemnly, "It is a magic potion extracted from the essence of moonlight. The preparation process is extremely cumbersome and the yield is extremely low. It will also affect the surrounding environment and even the will of creatures to a certain extent. "
"What about the effect?" Voldemort asked unhurriedly.
"Remove all the negative effects of magic." Aaron said with a meaningful smile, "This moon drop can restore your normal appearance, and even eliminate some of the defects in your soul."
"what?"
Voldemort couldn't calm down immediately, and looked at the Moondrop with greed and fanaticism.
He has walked a long way on the road to longevity, but this road is not smooth, and those potholes are called souls.
If the flaws in the soul or the horcrux can be removed, even if he is killed again, he can be resurrected perfectly with the help of a horcrux, instead of lingering on for more than ten years like before.
"What he said is true?" Voldemort looked at Jinns and asked, he still trusted the character of a high-ranking great magister.
"Of course, the drop of the moon can even break the seal set by Merlin.
But as far as I know, there should be no stock in the family's treasury, and even the entire wizarding world has only... sorry, that's a bit much to say. "
"Disappointing." Aaron said angrily.
Voldemort also looked regretful, but it was not without gain, at least he knew that this kind of potion existed in the wizarding world.
As long as it can be found, it means that there is one more chance of a complete resurrection, but it is still important to get it in Aaron's hands now.
"What kind of deal do you want? Use this small bottle of potion to exchange their lives?"
"What good things are you thinking about?" Aaron rolled his eyes and said, "Their lives are not so valuable, this bottle of potion is to some extent a precious item on the same level as the Philosopher's Stone.
The Sorcerer's Stone cannot break a powerful curse, but it can.
If it wasn't for the fact that my sister didn't want anyone to die in the Triwizard Tournament, I wouldn't take this treasure out. "
"Young Master, there is no need to take it seriously." Jinns said with a smile: "Now that the competition is over, we all see that it is the trophy you touched together."
"Tell Adrian about this, do you think she recognizes it?"
"This... probably won't happen, but you won't be at a disadvantage, young master!"
"You won't understand, it's too early for me." Aaron pouted, and then continued to look at Voldemort, "The premise of the deal is to let the three of them go first."
"and then?"
"Then..." Aaron turned his head to look at Harry Potter, and immediately showed a harmless smile, "Just bet on whether you can kill the savior of the wizarding world within five minutes.
If you can, this bottle of potion is yours, if not, it can only prove that you have no fate with it. "
Hearing this, Voldemort froze for a moment, is this different from giving away for free?
Harry also looked confused, is this different from sending him to death?
"Five minutes, don't you look down on me too much?" Voldemort said very casually, "Ten seconds is enough."
"5 minutes is 5 minutes." Aaron tossed the medicine bottle in his hand, "but before that, let me have a few words with him."
"Please."
Aaron walked up to Harry, and with a wave of his wand, unchained him, releasing him from the statue.
"What are you doing?" Harry said anxiously, "I can't beat him."
"Of course you can't beat him, no one here can defeat Voldemort." Aaron said in a low voice, "In five minutes, if I guess correctly, he will torture you for four minutes and 5 seconds, and kill you in the last ten seconds. "
"Then you still..."
"So you have to seize the opportunity." Aaron looked at him very seriously, "You are different from others, you are definitely the first on Voldemort's must-kill list, there is no doubt about it, you can't have any fluke mentality.
I can't help you in this duel, but here is one thing that can help you save yourself. "
Harry thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, "You mean..."
"Don't say it." Aaron interrupted him immediately, "Voldemort will definitely try his best to torture you, the simplest is the Cruciatus Curse.
You have to bear the double damage of body and mind, find it, get close to it, and touch it. This is your only chance of survival. "
Harry nodded blankly, "Four minutes and 50 seconds, right?"
"In fact, this time will only be less, not more."
Harry said bitterly, "You should have spoken for ten minutes."
"Pull it down! 10 minutes is enough for anyone to be suspicious, and I don't think you can last that long.
When life is worse than death, suicide is a luxury. "
"Understood." Harry said solemnly, "The next thing is a narrow escape, if I die...bring my body to Sirius."
"You won't die, I have a way to save you." Aaron hesitated for a moment, then said seriously: "But you'd better not let me use it, or you will have to work for me to pay off the debt for the rest of your life."
What Aaron was talking about was naturally not the dog spell. The divine power of immortality was completely absorbed by him, and it could only affect him alone.
But he also has a bottle of resurrection potion, which can bring people who died within an hour back to life.
If it was before, he would naturally be reluctant to let others use it, but after gaining the power of immortality, the value of this bottle of medicine is not so high to him, and it is also a good decision to save Harry's life to add trouble to Voldemort.
Harry also thought of another priceless bottle of potion in Aaron's hand, and was immediately moved to tears.
"Thank you!"
"I warn you, don't rub your snot on my clothes."
Harry: …
"Are you finished?" Voldemort asked impatiently.
"It's over." Aaron stepped out of the way and gave Harry a push.
"Where's... my wand?" Harry asked timidly.
"Oh!" Voldemort elongated his voice and mocked, "Wizards cannot fight without wands."
Barty Crouch Jr. licked his lips and threw a black wand in front of him.
"Wand?" Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and immediately shouted to Harry: "When it's really a last resort, trust your wand."
Harry just forced a smile, only as an encouragement to himself.
Voldemort and a group of Death Eaters also felt baffled, and didn't take these words to heart at all.
"What do you mean by that? Could it be that the wand can help him carry it for 5 minutes?" Fleur asked curiously, a woman with a delicate mind, and she felt that there must be some deep meaning in Aaron's words.
"Maybe! But it depends on luck." Aaron said with some uncertainty, "I hope he won't use this spell!"
