Chapter 661 Aberforth and the Holy Dragon, time for a truce

"How does he know the overall situation?" Aaron said angrily, "He is just like his godfather Sirius Black, a brainless fool."

"Isn't that too much to say?" Alice Longbottom complained for Harry, "It's natural for Harry to be anxious when he cares about his friends and family!"

“But the problem is that this is a war, not a fight.

Morale is the most important thing in war, and Harry Potter is the key to morale.

As long as he is here, the hope in everyone's hearts will not be shattered, and the situation will not collapse no matter how bad it is.

But if something happens to him, let alone death, even if he is only slightly injured, it will affect the morale of our side, and many people will die because of this detail. "

Hearing this, Harry's body continued to tremble, but he was wise enough not to suggest any more support.

He finally understood that he would be a killer when facing Voldemort, but before that, he was just a mascot and could not be touched.

At this time, the screams outside became clearer and more desperate, and the biting cold wind blew in through the cracks in the door, leaving a thin layer of frost on the ground.

"Dementors." Harry's pupils shook violently, and he looked up at the ceiling, which clearly showed the night sky above the Hogwarts campus.

Although it was covered by clouds, under the starlight, dense black shadows could still be vaguely seen hovering above, emitting creepy low roars from time to time.

Dementors feed on happiness, and war is a feast for them.

Normally they would suppress their appetite, but this time they had no scruples, not to mention being happy, even the soul-sucking Dark Lord would not blame them.

"Oh!" Aberforth sighed heavily, "I'll go!"

"Are you sure?" Aaron asked.

"There are only a few hundred Dementors, so it won't be too much of a waste for me.

Besides, the contract between you and me is the loosest, it’s just a patron saint spell, you won’t stop me! "

"Uh..." Aaron laughed dumbly, "Don't call me so inhumane. Besides, in the eyes of outsiders, you are the leader of the Order of the Phoenix. It can't be justified for you not to take action."

Hearing this, a relieved smile appeared on Aberforth's face, "It seems you are almost ready."

“I can’t talk about it, I just changed my thinking.

It doesn't matter whoever proposes a truce first, as long as a buffer period can be obtained. "

Aberforth was stunned for a moment, then took out his wand and strode out of the auditorium.

He raised his wand, and a goat patronus appeared.

It releases pure white light, spreading outward layer by layer. The sacred aura spreads rapidly in Hogwarts, and its scope is almost as wide as the barrier.

The Dementor, who was frantically devouring the wizard's happiness, felt the power released by the patron saint, and immediately gave up the 'food' on his lips and fled crazily towards the sky.

Gulu!

Harry swallowed, Crabbe and Goyle were also dumbfounded, and even Moody and the Longbottoms were extremely surprised.

They knew that Aberforth must be better than them, after all, his age and talent were there, but they really didn't expect this level of magic to be shown off.

"This is too exaggerated!" Harry said excitedly, "It's just..."

"Dumbledore?" Aberforth rolled his eyes, "I am Dumbledore, as long as you don't confuse me with that bastard Albus."

Harry smiled coquettishly, feeling a sense of relief that he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Well done." Aaron applauded, "It opened the eyes of these ignorant guys."

"Then it's time for you to open our eyes too?" Aberforth asked meaningfully.

"It's not time yet, but we can warm up first."

"Can't you take the initiative?" Harry asked in confusion.

"I can't, but Abe didn't sign a contract with Voldemort." Aaron patted Abe on the head, "Go! Be careful."

Abe straightened his back proudly, then spread his snow-white wings, turning into a stream of white light and rushing out of the door.

Several blue and white magic arrays with dragon-shaped patterns were lined up from small to large. Abe walked straight through these magic arrays, and his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Several meters, tens of meters, tens of meters...

Roar! ! !

A giant dragon emitting warm pale white light hovered in the sky above Hogwarts and roared. The pressure spread across the entire place, touching people's hearts and instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The teachers and students of Hogwarts, the Death Eaters, and even the giants all tacitly chose a truce at this moment. After all, the creature in the sky was really terrifying.

The word "pure and flawless" has always been used to describe beautiful things, but today it is perfectly combined with "tall and mighty" to form the most perfect mythical creature in their cognition.

"This is Aaron's dragon!" Ron said in a daze.

"Probably," Ginny murmured, "but it wasn't this big last time!"

"After two years, it's time to grow up." Luna said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Are these some?" Ron said incoherently, "It has grown at least two or three times in size. What creature can grow so fast?"

"It's beautiful. My dad would love it. If we don't die this time, I'm going to make sure it's on the front page of The Quibbler."

"This is not bad news." Neville forced a smile and said, "Abe is Aaron's pet. He is definitely on our side."

As the words fell, a wisp of red emerged from the corner of Abe's mouth, and blazing flames spurted out from its mouth.

The nearest entrance was covered in dragon flames. Several giants and some Death Eaters who were still attacking were reduced to ashes amidst the screams. Some statues were also affected, and most of their bodies melted.

After releasing his wild nature a little, Abe rushed high into the sky. When he descended again, he was very fast. The strong wind pressure lifted a large number of Death Eaters away.

Red flames continued to spurt out from its mouth, forcing many enemies back and forming a long flame barrier, reducing the pressure on teachers and students at Hogwarts.

All this happened in just a few seconds. Before the Hogwarts side had time to cheer for the reinforcements, the Death Eaters who had suffered a big loss reacted.

"Fight back, fight back quickly."

"Let's all come together, there are many of us."

"Collapse!"

"Relax your strength!"

"Shattered to pieces!"

......

Countless evil curses were thrown at Abe. After all, his body that was tens of meters long was a perfect target for them.

However, they ignored the speed of this living target. Abe had no intention of forcibly breaking these spells, and rushed into the dark night sky with a gorgeous spin.

"Roar!"

After the deep roar, the wind element in the air was quickly condensed.

Lines of Bailian emerged out of thin air and gathered from all directions, forming several tornadoes tens of meters high.

The violent tornado raged wildly among the Death Eaters, dozens or hundreds of people were involved in it, and wailing sounds continued to sound.

The Death Eaters who survived immediately resisted, but their weak magic power couldn't make any splash at all, and even the spells they cast were swallowed up by the wind element.

"Are these the other helpers Gaius mentioned?" Kingsley looked at the hurricane that blocked the gap in the castle in disbelief, "I thought he was just joking."

"I think so too, but luckily it's not a joke." Lu Ping coughed palely. There was a hideous scar on his chest, and blood continued to flow from it.

"If it hadn't appeared in time and lured away a few Death Eaters, I might have died."

"Stop talking." Nymphadora hurriedly poured a bottle of potion into him. The effect was immediate, and Lupine's complexion improved a lot.

"Tonks, you have to take him to the Great Hall." Kingsley sighed, "You have to go too, your injuries are not serious."

"I can't leave," Nymphadora said, "You can't defend this place by yourself."

"You can't help much here.

Stop talking nonsense and take Remus to heal.

The phoenix is ​​in Aaron's hands, even if he recovers from the injury, he will help me again! "

......

"A bunch of trash." Little Barty cursed, then looked at Voldemort respectfully, "Master, please allow me to deal with that dragon."

"Just you?" Yake laughed sarcastically, "Forgive me to be honest, maybe ten of you can contain it."

"Then go ahead!" Little Barty retorted, "Aren't you always arrogant? A dragon shouldn't be your opponent!"

"Of course it is not my opponent, but...why should I stand up for these cannon fodder." Yake said confidently, "My mission is to protect the little princess beside me.

Besides, I don't think this is a bad thing. Those who survived the war are the elites. These crooks can't even compare to the students of Hogwarts, which has simply lowered the overall quality of the Death Eaters. "

"Owner..."

"Shut up." Voldemort looked at the dragon gathering wind elements in the clouds, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face, "He couldn't hold it anymore after all.

Very good, very good. The better he performs, the greater my gains will be. "

"Little Barty, Yak, keep an eye on this Delacour, I don't want any accidents to happen, understand."

"Of course, Master." Little Barty immediately patted his chest and promised, "Unless I die, I will not let her have the chance to escape."

"I will protect her." Yak smiled lightly and expressed his attitude.

Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, then stretched out his wand and pointed at the tornadoes.

boom!

A thick blue-white beam shot out from the tip of the wand, blue and white shining, bursting out with infinite murderous intent, and several tornadoes collapsed at the touch of a touch.

"What a great magic, Master." Little Barty complimented.

Voldemort ignored it, but looked at the wand in his hand thoughtfully, with a gloomy expression on his face.

This legendary wand seems to be a bit disobedient!

"Is there any problem, Dark Lord?" Yake asked knowingly.

Voldemort shook his head and temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, "Order a truce! I think we can start negotiations."

On the other side, sensing that Voldemort was personally taking action, Aaron immediately ordered Abe to come back in dragon language.

White light scattered in the night sky, and the dragon turned into a harmless Abe in front of everyone.

It flapped its wings happily and flew towards the auditorium, but no Death Eater dared to stop it. After all, this silly appearance hid power enough to kill most of them.

"How did you get it back?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Voldemort took action himself. It may be dangerous if it stays there any longer." Aaron said, Abe has a certain degree of magic resistance, but it can't stop Voldemort's magic.

If the blue-white beam of light just hit it, it would at least be seriously injured.

"It's a pity that we finally managed to create an advantage." Moody said regretfully, "Just now I almost thought we could counterattack!"

“This joke is really funny.

If I could take action, I might be able to counterattack, but now I am restricted by the contract, and even the strongest Aberforth is no match for Voldemort, so how can I counterattack?

Besides, we can’t counterattack but we can’t! Aaron spread his hands helplessly, "Voldemort just used the Elder Wand to cast a spell. I'm afraid it has felt the wand's rejection of him."

If he continued casting spells, Professor Snape would be dead. "

Hearing this, Moody pursed his lips and said no more.

At this time, Voldemort's voice clearly echoed in everyone's ears. Many people suddenly felt depressed and covered their ears, but they still could not stop the demonic sound from penetrating their ears.

"You fought bravely. Lord Voldemort knows how to appreciate courage, but it is all in vain.

I don't want this either. Every magician who dies is a huge loss and waste, so I ordered my troops to stop attacking.

After they retreat, you can treat the injured and bury the dead."

"Harry Potter, I'm speaking directly to you from now on.

Tonight you would rather let your friends die for you than face me directly, and you should be ashamed of that.

Come to me in the Forbidden Forest and accept your fate. If you don't do it, I will kill everyone, young and old. I will kill everyone who tries to hide you. "

"Are you scared?" Aaron's cynical voice sounded, "The majestic Lord Voldemort, the famous Dark Lord, is actually afraid of a prophecy and tries every possible means to kill a boy under the age of twenty."

"Gaius." Voldemort sneered, "Are you sure you want to be my enemy? Or do you naively think that your dragon can stop Lord Voldemort?"

"That is to say, Abe is still young. If he had been born decades earlier, you might not be able to defeat him.

In addition, I must correct you. It is you who want to be my enemy. Everything I have done so far is just to protect myself. "

"Hahaha, you haven't forgotten that contract, have you?"

"I haven't forgotten."

"Okay, I ask you to follow Harry Potter to the Forbidden Forest. It's time for you to accept your fate."

The corners of Aaron's lips curved upward, "I will go with him, but it's hard to say accepting fate!

Maybe you have to accept your fate!

This is no joke, Dumbledore has already arranged it, the diary, the Gaunt family ring, Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's gold cup and Ravenclaw's diadem.

These things, these things that are closely related and vital to you, the destruction of each of them is closely related to Harry Potter. "