Chapter 664: The Hard-to-Invite Sister-in-Law, I Have a 300-to-1 Advantage (1/2)

Chapter 664: A sister-in-law who is hard to invite, I have a 300 to 1 advantage

"Are you kidding me?" Voldemort was furious, and his scarlet eyes became even colder.

I thought the immortality I had been dreaming of was right in front of me, but you told me it was just a mirage, I can't be happy.

"I didn't lie to you, and I can't lie to you.

I respect the contract very much, it won't let me fool people with lies." Aaron said, waving his wand, turning a fallen leaf on the ground into the appearance of a dog charm, and stopped it in mid-air.

"This magic spell that can grant the holder eternal life does exist. I have even seen it with my own eyes. I just don't know where it is now."

Voldemort calmed down and stared at Aaron with some dissatisfaction, "Is that all you told me?"

"Haha!" Aaron couldn't help but sneered, "The dog spell does not require you to split your soul, and there are no side effects. Isn't this a more perfect immortality than the Horcrux?

The contract only requires me to tell you another way to immortality, not to give you eternal life. I don't have that ability.

Just like decades ago, you asked Professor Slughorn what a Horcrux was, and he told you the answer, but it doesn't mean that he will help you make a Horcrux."

Voldemort's face twitched, "So... the contract is completed, I only have one clue, right?"

"Yes." Aaron nodded seriously, "You still have a Horcrux intact, which means you have enough time to find the dog spell.

Ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years, as long as you can find it, you will have immortal life."

"It sounds interesting." Voldemort grinned, and then removed the soundproof barrier.

"The contract is terminated, can I leave?"

"What do you think?" Voldemort said with a meaningful smile, "Aaron Gaius, you are not naive enough to think that I will let you go so easily!"

"No, but it may not be so easy for you to stop me." Aaron turned the wand in his hand and faced the Death Eaters without fear, "Do you want to try?"

"Do you think you can escape?"

"It is indeed not easy to deal with the Death Eaters all over the mountains, but Gaius will not give in easily." Aaron said righteously, "Since I have come, I have made preparations.

If you must fight, it is nothing more than a fight to the death."

"What qualifications do you have to say such things?" Bellatrix laughed crazily, and many Death Eaters also laughed sarcastically.

Aaron directly revealed the aura of a mid-level great wizard. He kept a little bit of his hand. If it was lower, Voldemort would be suspicious, and if it was higher, Voldemort would not be at ease.

The Death Eaters immediately restrained their expressions, and the forbidden forest became quiet.

A mid-level great wizard who is less than 20 years old, his talent is even higher than Voldemort. If he goes crazy, he will definitely take away a lot of people before he dies.

"Not bad." Voldemort laughed, "But it's a bit serious to fight to the death. Besides, I'm still here. I can still capture you alive with some effort."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Aaron sighed faintly, his face full of determination, "I really can't beat you, but if you want to die, you can't stop me."

"Don't be so absolute." Voldemort winked at Little Barty, "You can bring the people out."

"Yes, Master." Little Barty gave Aaron a provocative smile, then waved his hand, and two Death Eaters brought Gabrielle Delacour over.

"You are..." Aaron pretended to be unbelievable, "Gabrielle, Gabrielle Delacour."

"Sister...brother-in-law." Gabrielle said reluctantly, "I didn't expect to meet you in this situation."

"Shouldn't you be in Beauxbatons?" Aaron frowned tightly, and then said gloomily as if he had thought of something: "After taking control of the British wizarding world, you can't wait to attack the French wizarding world?

In order to catch a little witch, you actually invaded Beauxbatons School of Magic?"

"I didn't expect it either." Voldemort said bluntly, "I just gave Barty Crouch Jr. a job suitable for him. I don't know what he did.

But I have to admit that Barty Jr. is as loyal as Snape. He took a great risk to bring this back. I can't refuse a gift."

"Originally, I just wanted to invite the Delacours to the Ministry of Magic, but they are as hard to invite as the Grangers, so I can only settle for the next best thing." Little Barty laughed triumphantly, "You don't know that this Delacour is not easy to invite. I barely succeeded after sacrificing more than a dozen lives.

And someone actually broke into Malfoy Manor alone for her. If I didn't know he was your man, I almost thought it was true love."

"You."

"What do you think? Are you very angry and want to kill me immediately?" Little Barty put away his wand in front of Aaron, and then opened his arms and said wildly and provocatively: "Come on! I promise not to fight back.

You can achieve your goal by just moving your wrist a little bit,"

Hehe!

Aaron gritted his teeth and didn't make any move.

Seeing this, Little Barty laughed even happier.

This kind of look of me that you can't stand but can't get rid of is really pleasing to the heart.

"That's enough, Crouch." Yake said disdainfully, "When villains succeed, they become rampant and disgusting."

"Humph! You are now a villain just like me."

"I'm different from you. I have my bottom line." Yake politely took Gabriel's hand and smiled at Aaron, "I can assure you that within my ability, I will not let anyone hurt her."

"Hypocritical, you are much more straightforward than me when killing people."

Huh!

Aaron took a deep breath, and his hand holding the wand kept shaking.

He turned his head and looked at Voldemort, "How can you let her go?"

"It's very simple, very simple." Voldemort said, "As long as you are willing to visit Malfoy Manor for a while, I will guarantee her safety."

"I said let her go." Aaron emphasized.

"I will let her go. Her life has no value to me, but not now." Voldemort said meaningfully, "You are very smart and you will definitely understand what I mean."

"You want to squeeze out my value, or let her go when I have no ability to resist?"

"So what is your decision?"

Aaron fell silent. He raised the wand several times, but he suppressed it again in less than a few centimeters.

Voldemort looked at this scene meaningfully. He felt that Aaron must be in great pain at the moment, but he would definitely make the most correct choice.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Aaron smiled bitterly and threw the wand in his hand to the ground.

"You won, I just cooperated."

"A wise decision, but I'm still not at ease."

"I understand. If I were you, I wouldn't be at ease either." Aaron said indifferently, "I'll stay here and wait for you to deal with the Hogwarts matter, and then go to Malfoy Manor with you, okay!"

Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, "It's easy to talk to smart people, but this is not enough."

"I understand, I understand." Aaron acted very indifferent, "Isn't it just to let someone stay and watch me?"

"They can't watch an intact Aaron Gaius." Voldemort was cold, and then pointed the wand at Aaron, "This is necessary, right!"

Bang!

A blue light hit him, and Aaron fell to the ground and twitched, his eyes dim.

"No!"

Gabrielle screamed in pain, and a few crystal pearls fell from the corners of her eyes.

She wanted to rush over to help her brother-in-law up, but Jack held her hand tightly and stopped her from moving.

"Let go, let go, Moens, please."

"My mission is to protect you." Jack said carelessly, "If you go over now, the Dark Lord will be unhappy.

If Aaron Gaius is intact, he will naturally be reluctant to hurt you, but now... you are not as important as before."

Gabrielle was speechless. She was a little younger, but she was definitely not stupid.

She did not try to break free from Jack's arms, but bravely looked at Voldemort and asked: "What did you do to him?"

"A small imperius spell, I just let his soul fall into a deep sleep."

"This is too cruel." Gabrielle said distressedly, with more sobs in her voice.

"Cruel?" Voldemort sneered. "I can see that you don't know him very well. In my opinion, your brother-in-law is no less difficult than Dumbledore. You can't be too cautious with him." "Moens, Crouch, wait for me in the Forbidden Forest." "Yes, Master." Little Barty said seriously, and Yake nodded. "I will leave you a team of Death Eaters, and all the eight-eyed giant spiders will obey your orders." As the voice fell, there was a faint rustling sound around, and dense eight-eyed spiders crawled out of the shadows, hundreds of them, and the smallest one was as big as a desk. They carefully surrounded Voldemort, but kept a distance, as if they were worried that getting too close would cause Voldemort's displeasure. "I have only one request." Keep an eye on him and guard Aaron Gaius. "Master, rest assured, I guarantee with my life that there will be no accidents. "Little Barty immediately assured.

"The overall situation has been decided, and there will be no accidents." Yake smiled meaningfully.

"Okay." Voldemort smiled, "The rest of you will go to Hogwarts with me. I hope those pedantic rebels can seize this last chance!"

The group followed Voldemort away in a mighty manner, like a victorious army, and cheers rang out from time to time in the team.

Voldemort was also in a rare good mood. He completed the prophecy, and there was no obstacle on the road ahead. He also caught Aaron Gaius and got the clue of immortality.

Although finding a rune stone in such a big world is like looking for a needle in a haystack, he still has Nagini. As long as this Horcrux is still there, he will have a long time to pursue immortality.

More than ten minutes later, confirming that Voldemort's team had left the Forbidden Forest, Aaron's fingers moved slightly, and his dull eyes became bright.

He slowly sat up from the ground, and Little Barty, who had been on guard, drew out his wand at the first time.

"Sure enough. "Little Barty licked his lips, "The master is not without reason to be on guard against you."

"Tsk!" Aaron patted the dirt off his body with disdain, "Let my soul fall asleep, even a true god can't do it, he actually dared to say such a big thing."

"Shut up, you dare to humiliate the master." Little Barty cursed angrily, "Everyone get ready..."

"Hush!" Aaron made a gesture to silence, slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the pattern of a white dragon with wings spread on his arm, "The White God Mark, I made it myself.

The effect is very simple, shaking people, but it has fewer tedious steps than the Dark Mark.

I am different from Voldemort. I only have a few people under my command, but they are much stronger than you crooked melons and jujubes."

"Hurry up."

Little Barty's expression changed drastically, and he was the first to attack.

Hundreds of Death Eaters also waved their wands, and Aaron was swallowed up by countless colorful spells in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a round of bombardment, Little Barty waved his hands to stop his men.

He just wanted to seriously injure Aaron, but he didn't intend to really kill him, otherwise Voldemort would blame him.

However, Aaron was not only unharmed, but there were also three men and one woman around him.

I saw an orange-red shield covering them in all directions. The ground under their feet was bumpy, but they didn't even get a bit of dust on their bodies.

"Seraphim Shield, I haven't used this magic for a long time." Aaron said lightly, "Do you want to comment on it?"

"Not bad." Moody's magic eyes turned wildly, carefully looking at the magic lines that made up the Seraphim Shield, "At least no one can break the defense before your magic power is exhausted."

"The stronger the attack, the greater the consumption of yourself." Aberforth said, "It is undeniable that this is a great defensive magic, but don't use it unless necessary."

"Not bad, the evaluation is very pertinent.

I will use this magic when I am besieged." Aaron said while removing the Seraphim Shield.

"Mad-Eye, you are not dead?" Little Barty asked in surprise, but when he saw the other man and woman, the surprise on his face turned into astonishment, "Frank, Alice, aren't you crazy?"

"How can I bear to die if you are not dead?" Moody teased, and the smile on his face looked extremely hideous.

"Thanks to you, we are cured." Frank said, suppressing his anger, "It's time to settle the accounts from more than a decade ago."

"Settle the accounts?" Little Barty seemed to have heard a big joke, laughing, "You are not worthy, don't you look at the current situation."

"This situation is more difficult to deal with." Aberforth looked at the enemies all around him, and his face twitched. "Although I am mentally prepared, you really think highly of us. On average, one of us has to fight more than 300 people."

"I understand." Little Barty restrained his smile, "300 to 1, this wave of advantage is on my side, how can I lose?"