A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

In fact, you tried to recruit me last year, but I still refused.

"It's a real shame you missed a chance to rise to the top."

Aaron: ......

Don't overthink it. Your idea of ​​instant success has absolutely no appeal to me.

Do you know the consequences of refusing me?

“I know.” Aaron took out his wand. “Then do you know the consequences of threatening me?”

"I don't know, but I want to try."

The two simultaneously unleashed a disarming spell, and the red and green lights collided.

After a brief standoff, Aaron's wand fell to the floor.

“Compared to your peers, you’re already a genius, reaching the level of a high-level wizard at the age of thirteen. But compared to me, there’s still a long way to go.” Riddle said with a smile, holding Harry’s wand. “I can give you another chance, but before that, you have to learn to respect others.”

"In fact, I don't think so."

"Soul leaving the body." Riddle cast a Soul-Stealing Curse, which struck Aaron squarely.

But a white wand suddenly appeared in his hand, blocking the spell, though he was sent flying several meters before landing.

"Are you alright!" Hermione ran over to help him up, pointing her wand at Riddle as she said, "Petrify them all."

“Abolish your weapons!” Riddle shouted.

"The flames are blazing."

The flames joined the battle of spells, allowing Hermione's petrification spell to last a few more seconds before being broken by the disarming spell.

Both of them were sent flying backwards. Hermione's wand slipped from her hand, and Aaron fared no better, his right hand, which was gripping the wand, trembling uncontrollably.

"You guys are too weak, so weak that I have no interest in you at all."

“I’ll do it!” Ron stood up angrily, “and collapsed to the ground.”

As expected, the spell was deflected, grazing Ron's forehead and striking the pool of water behind him.

"You idiot," Aaron said speechlessly. "Just keep an eye on Ginny and don't meddle in other people's business."

“But now only I can help you,” Ron said urgently. “I don’t understand much, but I know that the only way to save Ginny is to defeat him.”

"Just be patient."

Aaron stood up, took off the ring from his hand, and threw it aside.

The power that had been half-sealed surged through his body, and his magical energy rose from mid-level advanced mage to early-level mage.

Sensing the change in Aaron, Riddle seemed to have discovered some secret, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "This ring... I really admire you, Aaron Gaius."

"I didn't expect you to dare seal half of your power in front of me. Did you think I wouldn't kill you?"

"Don't misunderstand, I just forgot about it."

Riddle's expression darkened slightly, and he even felt that he had been underestimated.

"Do you think that just because your strength has increased by two levels, you're a match for me?"

“I’m not that naive,” Aaron said calmly. “My current strength only gives me more power to fight back when I’m facing you, or makes it hurt less when I get hit.”

"I suppose you have some self-awareness, but your talent has truly astonished me. As long as you don't die, becoming a Grand Magister is practically a certainty."

Surrender, Gaius, you deserve my courtesy.

Aaron ignored him, picked up the nine and three-quarter-inch-long grapevine wand from the ground, and placed it in Hermione's hand. "You go to Harry's side first!"

"I can help."

“But they both need your protection, and so does Ginny Weasley.” Aaron explained, while constantly giving her meaningful glances: Don’t forget, we still have an enemy we have to face.

Hermione's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded somewhat reluctantly before silently walking up to the three of them.

Being protected by a girl left Harry and Ron feeling uneasy, but one of them was disarmed and the other's wand had a reflective property, so they really couldn't help.

Aaron used a summoning spell to recall his black wand. "Then... let's begin round two!"

Although I hate to admit it, Ron is right. I only have one option left: to kill you.

“Is that so?” Riddle smiled mysteriously, then walked up to the statue and gazed at the face of Salazar Slytherin’s statue, which was hidden in the darkness.

Realizing what he was about to do, Aaron's expression changed slightly. "Hey, hey, hey, isn't this a bit unfair? You don't need to release the basilisk to deal with us!"

"I just wanted to teach you a lesson. Only those who survive have the right to fight me." Riddle hissed, and the stone statue's mouth slowly opened.

"He's summoning the Basilisk," Harry warned in a panic.

“I can tell,” Aaron cursed, but his hands were not idle. He immediately inscribed a white magic circle full of holy aura on the floor.

Chapter 192 Arrogant people are easier to fool.

The magic circle emitted a white light, dispelling the darkness in the secret room.

However, this time, crimson flames surged from the formation, and Aaron consumed more than twice the magical energy as before.

As the light faded, two magical creatures appeared in the spot: a white holy dragon and a red phoenix.

Abe flew up to Aaron, flapping his wings as if to boast, "How about it? This is the strong reinforcement I found."

"I knew I was so tired!"

"But are you sure you found this phoenix?" Aaron glanced at Fawkes, who had tossed the Sorting Hat to Harry and was now quietly perched on his shoulder, and his lips twitched involuntarily. "I'm almost too embarrassed to call you out on it."

At that moment, a rumbling sound came from above, and the statue of Salazar opened its mouth wide, the sound of a venomous snake flicking its tongue clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Take Ginny and run! Don't look back!" Aaron said immediately. "Go to the other side of the barrier. As long as there's a rooster crowing, the basilisk won't dare to come near."

"Then what are you going to do?" Harry asked worriedly. "You can't beat the Basilisk by yourself."

“I have my own way.” Aaron took a deep breath, stretched his right hand out into the air, and took out a silver longsword from a red magic circle.

"What are you standing there for? Are you going to stay and hold us back?"

I'm professionally trained; I can fight with my eyes closed, but you can't.

The three immediately picked up the cold Ginny, and at that moment Fawkes flew off Harry's shoulder, his red figure soaring straight to the ceiling.

“Come back, Fawkes!” Harry called out anxiously. The phoenix was amazing, but he didn’t think it could defeat the basilisk; their sizes were too different.

However, what happened next completely overturned their understanding and left them speechless with astonishment.

Fox circled the basilisk, ignoring its gaze, completely immune to its magic.

The basilisk, perched on the shoulder of the Salazar statue, raised its body, thicker than a tree trunk, and bared its sharp fangs, angrily lunging to bite at Fawkes.

Instead of retreating, Fox advanced, dodging the fangs, and flew to the top of the basilisk's head.

The long golden beak pierced the basilisk's green scales and pecked at its head several times, black blood splattering from above onto the ground.

The basilisk was in great pain, writhing and falling from the high stone statue to the floor, causing the ground to tremble.

But Fox didn't stop. He pierced the basilisk's yellow eyes with his claws, tearing them to shreds, making everyone present feel extremely nauseous.

But the thought that the basilisk was blind and its magic would be unusable made them all feel a little smug.

Although it has lost its eyes, the basilisk still has venomous fangs and a huge body, but its intimidating power has been greatly reduced. At least everyone now has the courage to face it directly.

"No, get away from that bird, get away from that bird!" Riddle screamed, somewhat exasperated. He looked at the smug four and composed himself. "Don't be too happy yet. Even without eyes, the basilisk can still locate you by sound and smell your scent."

It could kill you all with ease.

"Eh? I have to say something here, but what you're saying doesn't include me."

I initially thought I'd have to be blindfolded to slay the snake, but the difficulty dropped by more than half. I'm fairly confident I can handle a giant, blind snake.

Riddle gritted his teeth and was about to swing his wand to attack.

"You just said you wouldn't interfere. Does the infamous Dark Lord go back on his word?" Aaron said calmly.

“You…” Riddle sneered, “You don’t really think a phoenix can kill a basilisk, do you?!”

Even with its body covered in wounds, the basilisk could easily kill a few junior wizards.

As they were speaking, a snake's tail swept over.

Accompanied by a deep, resonant wind, it felt like a green wall bearing down on us.

Harry, Ginny, and the others immediately put Ginny down and lay on the ground to avoid the tail, while Aaron raised his longsword to parry, the silver blade slicing into the snake's tail like a hot knife through butter.

While inflicting a sword wound on the basilisk, he was also pushed more than ten meters away before barely stopping.

"Aaron, are you alright?" Harry asked.

"It's alright, it's just that the basilisk is too big."

My sword is sharp, but it's difficult to inflict a fatal wound.

The wound on its tail aroused the basilisk's ferocity. It suddenly straightened up, knocked the phoenix aside, and then opened its blood-red maw to pounce on Aaron.

The basilisk's mouth was wide open, and two rows of venomous fangs gleamed coldly, with venom as potent as strong acid seeping from between them.

Aaron calmly gripped his longsword, dodging the forked tongue as it coiled around him, and precisely stabbed the basilisk in the jaw, black blood gushing out instantly.

The basilisk hissed in pain, trying to fling Aaron away.

But he held on tightly to the longsword, and at the same time, the first black magic crystal on the hilt began to flash, greedily absorbing the basilisk's blood, not even letting go of the venom.

After holding out for more than a minute, Aaron was slammed against the pillar by the basilisk several times. Only when he saw the second magic crystal light up did he draw his sword and create some distance between himself and the basilisk.

"That's amazing, but isn't that a bit too much?" Ron couldn't help but say.

Harry nodded blankly, while Hermione's eyes sparkled.

Just then, a hissing sound came from behind them. Hermione immediately stood in front of Harry and Ron, nervously raising her wand. "Would the Dark Lord really go back on his word?"

“He didn’t go back on his word,” Harry said, on the verge of tears. “He’s letting the Basilisk deal with us first.”

"what?"

“Isn’t it normal to clean up the mess on the chessboard first?” Riddell said with a sinister smile. “Gaius is qualified to be my opponent, but you guys are really getting in my way.”

Gulu!

Ron swallowed hard, then looked at Harry in desperation, "What are you going to say?!"