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Oliver was shocked and quickly fired two more arrows.

However, Aaron remained motionless and, without even aiming, shattered both arrows.

"Your starting technique still needs work!"

Aaron shook his head.

Oliver was even more horrified upon seeing this. "Could you be Death Shooter?!"

In his memory, only the Death Shooter possessed such near-perfect marksmanship!

"Don't lump me in with that piece of trash."

Aaron beckoned, and Oliver's hands were suddenly free; the bow and arrows had somehow ended up in Aaron's hands.

"The quality is terrible, worse than I expected. Compared to Hawkeye, these things are like toys from the last century. And your archery skills are a notch below his."

Oliver's face darkened, both from shock at Aaron's abilities and from anger at Aaron's disdain.

He didn't know who Hawkeye was, but he considered himself unmatched in marksmanship.

"What? Don't believe it?"

Aaron drew his bow and nocked an arrow with a backhand motion, aiming at a distance of a thousand meters. His hand moved so fast that it was like a blur, and in the blink of an eye, he had shot more than a dozen arrows.

The arrows traveled almost simultaneously over a kilometer and landed firmly on a wall.

Some of the arrows even spun in a strange arc.

One act even stopped performing altogether, turned ninety degrees, and then turned back halfway through.

Then, under Oliver's strange gaze, Aaron returned the bow and arrows.

"gone."

Aaron disappeared without saying a word, taking Mia with him.

Oliver rushed forward, but saw no sign of the group.

"Is it a demon? Or an angel?"

Oliver was puzzled. He looked up at the still trembling arrow feathers in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and then came to the scene.

Oliver's pupils constricted sharply when he saw the shattered mosquito carcass at the point where the arrow was pointed.

"He really didn't lie to me?"

For the first time, Oliver was completely outmatched in his strongest area of ​​expertise!

crack shot?

Compared to Aaron, what is he?

It was just a joke!

After realizing that he couldn't change reality no matter what he did, Oliver became despondent.

Aaron, however, took Mia and the others back to Paradise Island.

There's no need for me to linger in the Arrow universe.

A group of ordinary people are playing house, and then they are forced into a deus ex machina during the Infinite Earth Crisis.

Staying even a minute longer would be a loss.

It's better to wait for the Infinite Earth Crisis and wait to forge the Ghost's abilities.

Same as always

Aaron took his virginity to Laurel and the other women.

They were given some basic abilities to help them adapt to life on Paradise Island.

Qi "Wo%?SanO Jiuchan regarding their arrangements,

Aaron had already had this idea.

Thea is from a wealthy family and has some management experience from a young age, so she can easily get started working at Hyundai Group.

Helena, Laurel, and Felicity all have respectable jobs, especially the latter, who, with a little training, could become a valuable asset.

Bai Ci Chen Nawei, with experience in assisting in the management of the Triads, is the perfect tool for them.

Gwen's side lacks trustworthy personnel.

Aaron simply handed them all over to Gwen to help her manage and develop the Crystal Palace Group.

Aaron had originally planned to wait for Atlana and Diana to return.

But unexpectedly, this ocean crisis turned out to be quite troublesome.

Besides the mortal Trench people, there is also a group of undead causing trouble in the deep sea.

Those guys are said to be connected to the lost seventh underwater kingdom.

Their leader is the Death King, who wields the Dark Trident.

Compared to the Death King in Aquaman 2, this guy is not only more powerful, but also more cunning and intelligent.

But Aaron had no intention of interfering.

If even a mere C-rank 9-rank weapon like the Lost Kingdom requires his personal intervention, then Paradise Island is truly beyond saving.

The alliance is impressive, featuring Atlanna, Donna Troy, Diana, Artemis, Mera, and others, including two demigods.

Atlanna and Mera also possess divine blood.

After being enhanced by Aaron, it is hundreds of times stronger than the so-called Justice League.

Forget about the inferior version of the Dark Trident, even if Aquaman himself came, he'd have to leave lying down!

Seeing Gwen Steward and the others go and cause trouble for the Crystal Palace Group,

When Aaron followed them to the British branch of Crystal Palace, he saw a woman named J.K. Rowling.

Then I thought of a girl I remembered vividly—Hermione!

I happened to have nothing to do at the moment.

I might as well take this opportunity to study at Hogwarts.

After all, the Harry Potter world is children's literature, which emphasizes idealistic magic.

There might even be some unexpected gains.

Chapter 355 The Ministry of Magic in a panic, Dumbledore arrives.

The Harry Potter universe.

The British Empire.

With a spatial fluctuation, Aaron quietly led Kara and Mela to the bustling street.

Ignoring the surprised and curious looks from those around them,

Twelve-year-old Kara looked around, then looked up excitedly and asked, "Dad, where is the magic academy you mentioned?"

"Don't call me Dad—call me Brother!"

Aaron corrected him, glanced around, and said mysteriously, "We don't need to rush, they will come to us on their own."

"Before that, we can grab something to eat and explore the country properly."

Little Mela was a little confused, "But... Stepmother Gwen said that England is a desert with no good food."

Aaron said seriously, "At least we can eat French food here, or Chinese food."

Kara and Mera nodded happily.

Even though they have mastered powers unimaginable to mortals,

But they were still just twelve-year-old girls.

Because of the pampering of others, they are not much different from other children.

As they spoke, Aaron led Kara and Mera in a chosen direction.

at the same time,

Somewhere underground in London,

That is, the government of the magical world—the Ministry of Magic.

The minister's office is on the basement floor.

"Minister, something terrible has happened!"

A witch rushed into the minister's office.

"The Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters has detected an unknown magical fluctuation in London. The magical fluctuations are extremely dangerous, exceeding the detection limits of magical artifacts!"

"Based on our joint monitoring and speculation by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and the Department of Mystic Affairs, this magical fluctuation may be related to spatial magic."

"But so far we have not detected any trace of wizarding activity in the area."

The current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, frowned slightly, and after a brief moment of panic, snapped, "Enough! Do you mean there's a wizard in the wizarding world who's a hundred times more powerful than Dumbledore?"

"This... Minister, based on what we've seen from the tests, it seems... probably... that's really the case?"

"Shut up!"

Minister Fudge slammed his fist on the table. "The wizarding world shouldn't, and shouldn't, have such an awesome existence!"

"Don't talk about this anymore, and definitely don't let anyone else know. Besides causing unnecessary panic, it will only make other wizards laugh at the Ministry of Magic's incompetence!"

"How can people feel at ease if you make a fuss over every little thing?"

After reprimanding him, Minister Fouché continued:

"It's obvious that there's a problem with the magical tool you're using to detect magical fluctuations. Take it to the Magical Repair and Maintenance Department for inspection. I don't want the same ridiculous oversight to happen again."

Upon hearing this, the witch could only nod in agreement.

"By the way, Minister, we detected traces of a mysterious wizard using magic in public places in London. A large number of Muggles saw the wizard suddenly appear on the street at the same time."

Minister Fouché scoffed, "Do I really need to tell you what to do?"

"The Accident and Disaster Division will cooperate with the Law Enforcement Division in handling related incidents."

The witch hesitated for a moment, "Then do we need to find that mysteriously appearing witch?"

"Of course!"

Just as Fudge was about to speak, he remembered the magic item incident earlier and changed his mind, saying, "Wait, I remember the Aoluo tribe has been very busy lately?"

The witch was about to deny it, but then she suddenly remembered something and nodded repeatedly, "Yes."

Fudge nodded in satisfaction. "In that case, let's entrust this matter to Albus Dumbledore, the president of the International Federation of Wizards."

The witch suddenly realized and nodded excitedly, "What a wise decision, Minister!"

Albus Dumbledore was a senior at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a recipient of the Order of Merlin, and widely regarded as the greatest wizard of his time.

Its strength is also the greatest of this century!

He represents the pinnacle of the magical world, an unsurpassable white magic wizard.

Even if that unknown wizard might possess some powerful abilities, it's unlikely he could pose a threat to Hogwarts.

This also avoids potential losses for the Ministry of Magic; it's incredibly clever!

Minister Fouché nodded slightly, his tone softening considerably.

"Although what you said is true, try to avoid saying it at work, as it can cause misunderstandings among those who don't understand the situation."

"Go ahead and work hard. I have high hopes for you."

The witch nodded and turned to leave.

Fudge sat down, picked up a pen, and began to write. He then summoned an owl to deliver the message.

the other side.

The Scottish Highlands, the secluded Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Dumbledore was sitting in the headmaster's office as usual, observing the situation on Privet Drive.