I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Swish.

Gui Yanye's figure holding a long sword appeared from the left side of the cave. He breathed a sigh of relief and sent a message to the group chat interface in front of him: It is a mixture of at least four or even five kinds of power.

Skirt-lifting maniac: This is too much. You can actually cheat like this.

Book artist: Tsk, you don’t play by the rules.

Hatchet Girl: Indeed.

Katsura Yanye agreed with this and looked at the huge monster in front of her.

It was a golden, humanoid creature, at least four meters tall. Its face had no nose or mouth, and six sturdy arms extended from its left and right sides.

What's even more terrifying is that its body is dotted with dark red eyeballs. Just one glance at it can make your sanity plummet.

The wandering Mogando was exactly the target of Katsura Kotonoha's trip to Switzerland. But after the fight, she discovered that the opponent might not be just Mogando.

Because it possesses a mixture of multiple powers.

As far as Kaede knows, the opponent has already shown great physical strength, eyes that can emit red rays, the ability to regenerate severed limbs, and the ability to transform.

Earlier, Yanye had read the description of "Demon Gods" in ancient books. They might be the embodiment of a certain rule and were very proficient in the use of the rule.

But this rule is similar to those of the espers in Academy City, whose abilities are single. They will never use a variety of abilities like they do now.

According to the inferences and speculations of Katsura Kotonoha herself and the other members of the group, everyone felt that the Mogando in front of them should have absorbed and integrated the abilities of other demons.

The demons actually united, which was really unconventional.

Curly Hair: Hey, hey, what do you mean by cheating? This is all normal operation, okay? Who said that demons can't absorb and devour each other? It's your own fault for not expecting this... Kotonoha-chan.

Lazy Kitten: Tsk, you really are good at standing on the moral high ground to accuse others. If it were you, would you have expected this?

Curly-haired boy: Humph, Gin-san, I always prepare countless contingency plans before a battle. No matter what happens, I won't lose my composure.

Skull Island Handsome Guy: Oh? That's not what you said when you were seduced by Xu, a woman dressed as a man. You said back then, "Today is the day I marry her, and no one can stop me!"

Book Artist: Hahahaha, right! I was really determined at that time.

Curly: Shut up, that's two different things!

This is an actor: Well, it is indeed two different things. After all, you were just thinking about getting married, not fighting.

After sending the message, Gerard closed his textbook and left the classroom.

Hermione, sitting in the audience, took a deep breath, her expression conflicted. The question of whether or not to learn celestial magic had been on her mind for a long time.

As a truly good student, she had hoped for a happy ending before entering Hogwarts, graduating with excellent grades in all subjects. But after this trip to the Forbidden Forest, she also understood the importance of strength.

If she studied step by step, she was confident that she could achieve excellent grades in all subjects, but it would not make her a truly powerful wizard.

In the face of a powerful enemy like Aura, her proud magical knowledge and theories were of no use at all. Not to mention, she might have to face an opponent like Voldemort in the future.

Do I really have to be a burden who can only talk, and expect others to save me?

Slowly clenching her fists, Hermione already had the answer in her heart. Without hesitation, she stood up and ran towards Gerald in front of Harry and Ron's stunned gazes.

"Professor Ziklein." Hermione appeared in front of the young professor at the corner. "I've thought about it."

"Really?" Jellal seemed to have expected this, his lips curled up. "In that case, let's start after school."

"Yeah!" Hermione nodded with a firm expression.

Returning to his dormitory, Jellal closed the door and began to draw a magic circle on the ground.

Unlike the magic system in the Harry Potter world, the systematic study of celestial magic requires meditation. This kind of meditation is not simply closing your eyes and thinking, it requires the coordination of magic circles.

Communicating with the energy of the universe through magic circles, and then using one's own magic power to achieve synchronization with the energy of the universe, that is, connecting the universe and the human body together, this is the essence of celestial magic.

Just as he was drawing the magic circle, Aura appeared silently behind him, carrying a box. "Master, everything you need is ready."

As he spoke, the tuxedoed house-elf pulled out strange objects, each shrouded in a dark aura, from a box. Pendants, rings, and golden cups were neatly arranged on the floor.

"Thank you for your hard work, Aura." Without looking back, Jellal slowly completed the last stroke of the magic circle.

Aura did not leave the room. He hesitated and said, "Great Master, Aura has something to say..."

"Are you asking me why I went to so much trouble to collect these Horcruxes of Voldemort?" Gerald walked to the desk and took out a luxurious crown from the cabinet.

Aura pursed her lips and said nothing, but her expression clearly showed her agreement.

"It's simple. I hope that after integrating these broken souls, he can bring me some fresh fun." Gerard pointed his finger at the void, and all the Horcruxes disappeared as if they had never appeared.

"Excuse me, Master." Aura bowed and said, "He is not worthy. Voldemort is just a stupid, arrogant and violent maniac. He is not even worthy of being your servant."

"Yeah, so I had no intention of making him your servant." Jellal nodded and agreed, "Relax, Aura. I'm just trying to see how powerful he was in his prime."

Ola was stunned and fell silent again.

"Besides, don't you think he'd be a good sacrifice?" Jellal's lips curled up as he chuckled. "The Tower of Paradise would be very pleased with such a powerful and evil soul."

556 Luna's Shocking Speech

Sacrifice?

Aola was stunned for a moment, and the puzzled expression on his face gradually disappeared. He finally understood what his master was planning.

As Gerard's most loyal servant, Aura also knew all the details about the "Tower of Paradise." The Tower of Paradise required a sacrifice to function, and that sacrifice was the soul.

The R system within the Paradise Tower absorbs souls and transforms them into spirit crystals. These spirit crystals are the energy needed to operate the magic circle. The richer the energy, the greater the chance of their owner returning to their prime.

Thinking of this, Aura's face showed a happy expression. If it was Voldemort's soul, it would indeed be an excellent material for a "sacrifice".

"As expected of a great master, you have a long-term vision!" Aura sighed deeply, "Compared to you, Aura's vision is still too shallow."

"You just instinctively feel that Voldemort will pose a threat to me." Gerard decisively pointed out his inner thoughts and said lightly: "Such worries are unnecessary."

After all, it wasn't like he had really lost his powers, and the Tower of Paradise was meant to be used for entertainment.

"I understand, Master." Aura nodded and bowed slightly. "Do you have any other instructions?"

"How's the arrangement going with that mouse?"

"New memories have been implanted into it. Aura can guarantee that everything will be safe."

"Very well, go ahead."

"Yes."

The black void opened, and Aura's figure slowly disappeared.

"How does it feel to eavesdrop?" Gerard looked outside the door and said lightly.

"Hmm, the sound quality is a bit poor." Pushing the door open, Luna stepped into the house with small steps. Her face showed no sign of embarrassment at having overheard someone else's conversation. Instead, she said matter-of-factly, "Maybe next time I encounter something like this, I should cast amplification spell on myself."

"Is it enough to just amplify the sound? Wouldn't it be better to give yourself perspective as well?" Gerard said expressionlessly.

"But the spell required for clairvoyance is too complicated. You might miss important details when reciting the spell." Luna pondered for a moment and replied, "So all we need is a speaker."

"Okay, next time I'll cooperate with you and pretend I don't know about this." Jellal sat back in his chair and opened the Daily Prophet on the desk.

There didn't seem to be any interesting news today, just the same old topics and some unconfirmed gossip, such as the discovery of traces of Bigfoot on the Northern Irish border, a creature that was supposed to have been extinct fifty years ago.

Their brains and blood were excellent alchemical materials, fetching as much as two thousand Galleons per gram on the black market. Driven by the astronomical profits, they also suffered the scourge of genocide.

Of course, the most important thing is that these bigfoots cannot be kept in captivity. They will not reproduce and grow in an artificial environment, and they will even go on a hunger strike after being captured.

"So you really plan to resurrect Voldemort?" Luna sat down on Jellal's bed naturally and took off her shoes. "I'm afraid it won't cooperate with you."

"It will. It can't resist the temptation of resurrection." Gerard said firmly.

As a main god, he would be at the level of a Golden Immortal in the Eastern mythology system. How could he not be able to deal with a mere Voldemort? Then he might as well not become a god and go home to sell sweet potatoes.

"Use the resurrection spell?" Luna raised her eyebrows.

Luna, who inherited Ravenclaw's memory, naturally knew about the existence of the Resurrection Spell, which was created by the despicable Herpo and Slytherin.

But unfortunately, these two notorious guys had never used this spell on themselves, because the prerequisite for using the resurrection spell is the existence of a Horcrux.

"Too low-level." Jellal shook his head and denied it.

The Resurrection Spell could certainly be used to resurrect Voldemort, whose soul had been placed in a Horcrux, but this method of resurrection was clearly not the complete Voldemort that Gerald wanted. To him, a defective Voldemort was not even worthy of being a sacrifice to the Tower of Paradise.

Luna fell silent, thinking for a long time before she raised her head again. She looked at Jellal with a fiery gaze, her brows furrowed. "You wouldn't..."

"You guessed it right, the Tower of Paradise." Gerald smiled softly and said, "Plus Harry Potter."

The R-System on the Tower of Paradise was designed for resurrection. Combined with the remnant of Voldemort's spirit within Harry Potter, it would surely allow Voldemort to be perfectly reborn.

"You're really willing to do that." Luna shook her head slightly. Even she couldn't help but admire the young man's generosity. But thinking about it carefully, this was indeed quite interesting. "I want to see the whole process!"

"can."

"Will Harry Potter die?"

"will not."

"That's such a shame."

Seeing Luna's regretful expression, Jellal's mouth twitched subtly. Did you have some kind of conflict with Harry Potter? Are you so impatient to see him die?

"That Harry always ignores Ginny's requests." Luna explained the reason, her voice drifting, "He should be taught a lesson."

"This lesson is too heavy." Gerald sighed expressionlessly.

To help her best friend get a guy, she ended up killing her best friend's boyfriend? What kind of outlandish idea is that? Has this girl really been too deeply influenced by the Ravenclaw personality?

"With the R system, even the dead can be resurrected." Luna understood the meaning behind the other person's words and waved her hand. "But this kind of unforgettable memory before death will easily make him remember a girl."

Use the R system to act as a matchmaker?

Jellal didn't know how to complain. What kind of matchmaker from hell was this girl?

"Well, if I can't die, then forget it." Fortunately, Luna finally gave up the idea. "If it doesn't work out, I can make a love potion for Ginny and make it a done deal."

Uh.

Jellal fell silent again, looking at Luna as if he were looking at a horned devil. Love potion, done with fait accompli—was that something a first-year wizard could possibly say?

It’s simply outrageous!

It seems like Luna really needs some psychological counseling. If she keeps going this way, she'll probably become a sinister person.

557 Death of the Winter Soldier

In the past, Gerard wouldn't have interfered with other people's inner thoughts. He would have let them unfold and observed their transformation. To him, it was like a kind of academic research, perfectly aligned with his psychology background.

But after he figured it out, he began to try to discard his identity as a psychology major and began to try to abandon objectivity and look at problems from a subjective perspective.

As Luna's friend and teacher, he certainly didn't want his student to fall into the quagmire of darkness. That was his idea. So psychological counseling must be put on the agenda.

He felt that he should let Luna know that giving a young wizard a "love potion" was truly insane!

But how to guide Luna is a problem.

The little witch who inherited Ravenclaw's memories was not as easy to fool as others. This required a long-term plan and a gradual approach.

Just as Gerald was thinking in his heart, there was a knock on the door outside at the right time.

Foul-mouthed Suit Guy: Hahahaha, guys! I just heard something really funny, really funny! That black-hearted braised egg got humiliated! The Avengers are on the verge of disbanding!

Book artist:?

Fairy Chi Lian: That’s interesting. They’re disbanding shortly after they were formed?

Skirt-lifting maniac: No matter how you look at it, this is all your fault, Deadpool. It was all caused by the conflict between you and Thor!

Foul-mouthed Man: My dear little devil, I don't think I'm to blame for this. After all, it wasn't me who first provoked her, but that ramen-haired guy. His shamelessness is truly intolerable.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I don’t think the Avengers will disband so easily. Their conflict does not affect their core essence.

Soul Society's villains: Not now, but it's hard to say in the future. If Hydra gets involved, the fall apart is inevitable.

Lin Fengjiao: Indeed, if Hydra releases Bucky the Winter Soldier at this time...

Illustrator: Tsk tsk. If that's the case, the Avengers are doomed. Tony, facing the murderer of his father, would never forgive him. Similarly, Captain America wouldn't stand by and watch his friend die.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Yeah, and compared to the original novel... a conflict has already broken out. And with Buggy's appearance exacerbating the conflict, there's a good chance someone will actually die.

Curly: Deadpool, aren’t you going to stop it?

Foul-mouthed Suit Guy: Stop it? Didn't I tell you I already killed Bucky? So there's no need to worry about this, guys.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Poof, done?