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Aaron is human, as everyone knows. Although wizards can cast spells, they do not possess the magical resistance that magical creatures are born with.

Magical resistance to the Killing Curse doesn't exist in this world!

At least, based on current research, there is none.

Tom had guessed this too.

"You actually found a spell to counter the Killing Curse? It seems I really can't let you live!"

Tom unleashed another Flame Curse.

Under his control, the raging flames transformed into a ferocious and terrifying fire dragon that roared wildly.

Fiendfyre is one of the most terrifying forms of dark magic.

While not as evil as the Killing Curse, it is one of the few spells capable of destroying Horcruxes.

Once unleashed, it will relentlessly hunt down any flammable object, friend or foe.

Of course, due to its terrifying destructive power and unstable nature, it requires a high level of skill from the user. If a wizard is not skilled enough, he may be backfired by the Fiery Flame he casts.

The raging fiery dragon spewed flames, so lifelike it seemed to come alive.

Its massive body, several meters long, swept across the water, instantly evaporating and boiling the pool before hurtling towards Aaron.

Aaron remained unmoved, allowing the fiery dragon to pounce.

Just as the bomb hit their bodies, they scattered like mice encountering a cat.

The flames bypassed Aaron, then were dispersed by an unseen force, and returned in their original dragon form, lunging at Tom with the same terrifying power.

Tom hadn't expected this outcome, and he dismissed all the curses that flashed through his mind.

There is a way to break the Fiery Curse, but there has never been a way to break it by reflecting it back like this.

Unheard of!

Tom waved his wand and quickly cast a counter-spell to drive away the Fiendfyre Dragon.

But unlike Aaron, he was not at ease; he was disheveled and stumbled back several steps.

After all, it's like fighting against another version of yourself. Facing an enemy of the same level, one wrong step could be fatal.

Seeing that neither the Fiendish Curse nor the Killing Curse worked, Tom, the Dark Lord, was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

At last,

He can only use white magic such as Petrify, Transfiguration, and Sandstorm.

But the problem now is,

Voldemort was the Dark Lord, and he secretly studied dark magic while he was at Hogwarts.

He also knows white magic, and is even more skilled than many veteran Aurors, but compared to black magic, he is seriously unbalanced.

At least before that,

Voldemort never imagined that one day he would need to use the white magic he despised to fight his enemies.

This is so unlike the Dark Lord!

For some reason, seeing Voldemort's frustrated appearance, Dumbledore even felt a little amused.

Perhaps, if Tom hadn't learned dark magic back then, he would be White Magic Tom now.

Aaron was disappointed.

"Is this all the most terrifying dark wizard can do?"

"That's it!"

Aaron stopped his playful act, snapped his fingers, and a dazzling, holy white light illuminated the entire secret chamber.

That is a magical deity born from Aaron's gathering of all positive emotions, including the power of hope, love, and joy!

Its light was so intense that Tom felt like he was melting just by looking at it.

"Ouch! Such powerful light!"

The Call to Arms is already the bane of dark magic, and the gods that Aaron conjured are even more unstoppable.

However, unlike others...

The enchanted spirit summoned by Aaron was neither a person nor a creature, but an albino version of a white hole.

The deep vortex spewed out white light, while simultaneously absorbing the dark magic of heaven and earth.

Tom felt a powerful suction force coming from the direction of the white hole. He quickly used his shapeshifting spell to block it, but his spell was also absorbed and swallowed by the white hole.

for a moment,

The Dark Lord, feared by the entire British wizarding world, was thus killed.

Even the diary that contained fragments of his soul was destroyed by a white hole.

Everything falls silent.

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Snape took a deep breath and slowly calmed his pounding heart.

For a moment, he felt as if the sky had fallen, and he couldn't breathe.

As a Death Eater who turned to the light, Snape, though becoming a professor at Hogwarts, did not abandon the dark magic.

In terms of strength, he could be considered the second-in-command of Voldemort's camp.

Even better than the likes of Bellatrix.

But faced with Aaron's silent invocation of divine protection...

He had a premonition that if Aaron intended to kill him, even with Dumbledore's protection, there was no chance of survival.

That white hole is the end of all darkness!

For a fleeting moment, Snape even wished Lockhart would cast the spell of Oblivion on him, making him forget all dark magic.

Perhaps this is the only way to avoid being completely controlled by white holes.

But Snape didn't know that

Dumbledore's thoughts at this moment were completely different from his.

As the most powerful white wizard, Dumbledore understood this very well.

Although the Spellcaster is a type of light magic specifically designed to counter dark magic,

However, this does not mean that invoking the gods and summoning guardians cannot be used for killing.

Especially Aaron's call to arms.

That person's high status,

Even Dumbledore felt incredibly small.

White wizards and black wizards are no different in the face of Aaron's call to arms.

Anyone who wants to die must die!

Aaron put the octopus Ginny down.

"I'll leave this to you."

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With Ginny reluctant to leave, Aaron waved his hand and departed with Hermione and the others.

Dumbledore looked at Ginny, then at Ron.

Although Aaron didn't say it, he knew very well that this matter was definitely related to Ron as well.

Dumbledore really wanted to give Gryffindor a raise for Harry's sake.

But now, he really has no way to use the back door.

After all, Aaron handled the entire Voldemort Horcrux incident by himself.

However, this also made Dumbledore realize...

From the beginning,

Aaron came to Hogwarts not under his care and supervision.

No one can supervise Aaron.

Except for himself.

Dumbledore, who had been pondering how to deal with Voldemort, suddenly awoke with a start.

Compared to Voldemort, Aaron is the real top priority that needs our attention.

but

"Can I really influence him?"

"Or perhaps we should send Aaron to the Ministry of Magic. Hogwarts can't accommodate such a genius..."

Chapter 376 It doesn't matter, I'll take action.

"That guy was Voldemort? My God, you killed the most terrible dark wizard in history!"

Furong vaguely recalled everything that had just happened, looking at Aaron's profile with amazement.

Before Aaron could speak, Kara waved her hand dismissively and said, "Isn't he just a dark wizard? My father has killed countless terrifying beings. Compared to him, Voldemort is just a nobody."

Hermione swallowed hard, her face numb. "That's the Dark Lord, who rules the entire wizarding world!"

"So what if he's the Dark Lord? You didn't see the scene when Dad crushed the other-dimensional Demon Lord San Gong Mo. On that day, the stars dimmed and the heavens changed color."

"That was a terrifying demon king who destroyed countless worlds, but he couldn't even withstand three moves from Dad, and his death was horribly tragic!"

Kara described the scene vividly, as if she had witnessed it herself.

Aaron slapped Kara on the head with a "987" sound. "Stop messing around."

Seeing this, Furong secretly breathed a sigh of relief; she almost actually believed what Kara said was true.

Gabrielle's gaze dimmed slightly as she muttered, "Could it be that these aren't real?"

Aaron shook his head. "No, back then, the Three Palaces Demon didn't have the chance to destroy all the heavens, so he only dragged the entire Earth into a blood-red hell."

“I didn’t kill Sangu Demon; I merely sealed it away and gave it to Raven to help her digest this power.”

Gabrielle's eyes lit up again; the little girl's imagination was always so rich.

However, within seconds, he imagined a series of major battles based on just a few words.

Furong was also quite surprised and uncertain for a moment.

If anyone else had said that, she definitely wouldn't have believed it.

After all, the Earth is so big, and the greatest white wizard in history was at Hogwarts, namely Dumbledore.

But if it were Aaron speaking,

Furong believed half of it.

"That Sangu Demon... is he the Dark Lord of the Eastern Magic World?"

This is reminiscent of the massive population of 11 billion in this ancient Eastern country.

Even if only one child with magical talent is born out of a thousand people, with such a large population, there are still a million magicians!

However, even in the British wizarding world with its thousands of wizards, one Voldemort could emerge.

So, it's not unreasonable for a hundred ancient Eastern countries to appear, right?

So, all things considered, Voldemort seems... probably... not much of a deal?

This so-called Three Palace Demon is probably the most powerful of the hundred Dark Lords, or perhaps even the Dark Emperor?

Fleur had never known that ancient country and could only make predictions about that unfamiliar place based on the European magical community.

In her mind, even if the Dark Lord was strong, he was nothing special, right?

Kara and Mera exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.