A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Is Aaron alright? Has he contacted you?"

"Not yet, but the young master will definitely be fine," Genes said confidently.

He was very certain of this, after all, he had personally trained Aaron for several years, and apart from not knowing his true strength, he knew everything else about him.

Their will to survive is extremely strong; they can even find a way out of a seemingly hopeless situation.

Besides, the person mentioned when he left that Aaron wouldn't be in any immediate danger, so there's no need to worry too much. Maybe he'll be back safe and sound tomorrow.

......

On the other side, the five people landed in a weed-covered cemetery using the door key.

The place was eerie and lifeless. Not far away were a small church and a dilapidated old house, both shrouded in darkness due to their long period of neglect.

“Where is this?” Fleur swallowed hard. “Ms. Maxim never said the trophy was a key to a door.”

“Adrien didn’t say anything either, but I think we’d better get out of here as soon as possible,” Aaron said calmly, then drew his wand and pointed it at Krum. “But before that, we need to eliminate any destabilizing elements in the group.”

The atmosphere immediately became tense. Harry, Cedric, and Fleur were all somewhat at a loss. Apart from cautiously drawing their wands, they tacitly distanced themselves from the two.

Krum drew his wand to confront him, and sneered, "So you're going to attack me now?"

I think this is a trap you set yourself, luring us all to this awful place to achieve your ulterior motives.

Aaron raised an eyebrow, and without much preamble, began to cast the disarming spell.

"Expelliarmus."

A pale red light knocked Krum's wand away, and just as he was about to go over and subdue him, Cedric pointed his wand at him.

"do not move."

Aaron rolled his eyes, speechless. "You should trust me now."

“That’s why I didn’t act immediately,” Cedric said. “You should give us an explanation.”

“An explanation is fine, but we need to get out of here right away,” Aaron said urgently. “It’s dangerous here, and if we don’t leave now, it might be too late.”

The three remained unmoved. In their view, the cemetery was indeed quite eerie, but this place was clearly no more dangerous than the two abnormal wizards.

"Damn it!" Aaron chuckled bitterly, turning to look at Harry Potter. "It's okay if you didn't listen to me before, but this time you have to listen to me."

Viktor was acting strangely in the labyrinth. Think about your dream; it was a conspiracy against you, and against me too.

Hearing this, Harry hesitated for a moment before making up his mind, "Let's leave here first."

“Harry…” Cedric wanted to say something more.

"I believe in him."

“Very good.” Aaron nodded in satisfaction, but the next moment a disarming spell struck him, and the black wand fell to the ground.

"Just in case," Harry said guiltily.

Aaron blinked, a surge of inexplicable anger rising within him. "Harry Potter, you'll regret this."

And you two, if I wanted to harm you, would you even have the chance to stand here?

“We could launch the Red Spark, but now we don’t even have the chance to launch it,” Krum said calmly, shifting the balance of trust in Aaron back to equilibrium.

Aaron: ......

How come I never noticed before that Krum was such a good talker?

“Let’s get out of here first.” Cedric put away their wands. “Harry, you and Fleur watch over them. I’ll go get the Portkey. Hopefully, we can teleport again.”

Suddenly Harry felt a splitting headache, and the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead burned like fire, more intensely than ever before.

"what!"

Harry clutched his forehead, letting out a painful scream, and even his wand slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"Are you alright, Harry?" Cedric asked worriedly.

"The trophy, quick!" Harry shouted with difficulty, already having a vague idea of ​​what they were about to face.

Aaron was about to run to the trophy, but after taking only two steps, a blue-white ball of light landed at his feet.

"I don't want to lay a hand on you, but you'd better not do anything rash," Furong said somewhat awkwardly.

Aaron stopped in his tracks, looking at Harry Potter who was clutching his head and crying out in pain, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

They had a chance to leave just now, but the reaction from that scar shows that the main culprit has arrived, and it will probably be difficult for them to leave now.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked towards them.

He was short, wearing a hooded cloak, and holding a crumpled dwarf in his arms.

"It's really too late now," Aaron murmured.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Cedric shouted, pointing his wand at them.

"Get rid of the people in the way," the dwarf said in a hoarse voice.

"Avada Kedavra".

A strong green light shot out from the figure's hand, heading straight for Cedric.

Aaron slid in and tripped Cedric, narrowly escaping the fatal curse.

“You owe me a life.” Aaron pulled his wand from Cedric’s pocket, then looked at the figure. “Peter Pettigrew, is that you? I must say, you’re much bolder now than last year!”

Last year you only knew how to run away, but this year you're casting a deadly spell the moment we meet!

Little Pettigrew took off his hood, revealing a face that was both lewd and tinged with fear.

He didn't speak, but the dwarf he was holding said indifferently, "Long time no see, Gaius."

"It has been quite a long time. To have the infamous Voldemort keep me in mind for so many years, I am truly honored!" Aaron's expression was complicated, but he showed little fear.

Upon hearing this, Furong staggered back a few steps, almost falling to the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably. Cedric was also pale and silent.

They knew there might be danger here, but they didn't expect it to be this dangerous.

This is the Dark Lord! He's the shadow hanging over the entire magical world.

Although he now appears to be just a weak dwarf, he is a taboo figure in the entire magical world simply because of his name, and they have little courage to resist him.

"So, you orchestrated all of this?"

“I have a servant who is loyal to me and has remained so for over a decade.”

"It can't be this coward, can it?" Aaron said contemptuously, looking at Little Pettigrew.

"Of course not, he obeyed my orders out of fear."

The insect's tail trembled slightly. "Master, I... I am loyal to you."

"Shut up, it's a bug tail, I can tell the difference."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aaron shook his head and said, "What a lowly reptile!"

"Indeed humble, so humble that it's disgusting."

"But he's still useful; I really can't live without him now." Voldemort made no attempt to hide his weakness, then changed the subject, "However, I'll soon regain my magic, and that will require the cooperation of one of you."

“Harry Potter?” Aaron glanced at Harry, who was still in pain, and thought for a moment before saying, “You need him. If you want to be fully resurrected, you need him to be there or you need something from him.”

"clever.

My servant infiltrated Hogwarts for a year so that Harry Potter could access the Portkeys.

"This is my father's grave, far from Hogwarts. No one will find it, not even Dumbledore," Voldemort said smugly, clearly telling Aaron not to have any other ideas.

"Sigh!" Aaron sighed deeply. "Since what you need is Harry Potter, could you let us leave?"

If possible, could you please return Harry Potter intact after you've used him? If not, let me stay and collect his body.

Voldemort paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, his laughter interspersed with coughs. "You're still as funny as ever."

But do you think that's possible?

Aaron: ......

It's good to have dreams, what if they come true!

Chapter 402 Having lived to this point in a daze, the ritual begins.

"You don't mind if I get rid of some bugs before we get down to business, do you?" Voldemort asked meaningfully.

"Ah, this..." Aaron glanced at Cedric and the others without leaving a trace, "Personally, I do mind it quite a bit."

"If you submit to me, I may spare their lives."

Aaron's lips twitched, and he rolled his eyes speechlessly. "I won't agree to that."

"I think so too, but I'll give you a chance to change your mind."

Let's get started! The worm's tail.

“Yes, my master.” Pettigrew immediately waved his wand, “Crucible.”

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

Aaron simultaneously unleashed the Crucifixion Spell, and the two identical spells collided in the air.

Red sparks flew continuously, and the aftershocks of the magical impact crushed the grass on the ground.

"Are you just going to stand by and watch? If you don't want to die, come and help me."

One sentence snapped Cedric and the others out of their daze. At this point, no matter how scared they were, they had to go, or their lives would be in danger.

Cedric scrambled to his feet and aimed his wand at Voldemort, who was being held by the bug tail.

After a brief tremor, his expression immediately became incredibly firm.

"Shattered to pieces!"

A giant snake, more than three or four meters long, suddenly appeared in front of Voldemort. Cedric's Shattering Curse barely caused it any damage.

"hiss!"

“Spare his life, Nagini,” Voldemort said calmly.