Chapter 361: Divorce Crisis, Transcendence? Secret Keeper!
[Power of Death (Absolute Death + Avada Kedavra): The stronger your malice towards an enemy, the more powerful the effect of the Power of Death.]
[Pain of Hatred (Cruciatus Curse): You can inflict extreme pain upon others by applying hatred, and the more intense the hatred, the stronger the pain an enemy suffers, without causing their Death.]
[Secret Keeper (Fidelius Charm): You can place a Secret Keeper charm on an object or person. As long as you do not actively reveal the secret, no one can find the Secret Keeper.]
"Not bad, the magic of the Harry Potter World is indeed impressive."
"Just one morning, and I've already gained multiple surprises."
Aaron was very satisfied with this harvest.
The Power of Joy has a strong restraining effect on negative forces.
If combined with the Power of Hope, any negative force will recede like shadows meeting light.
The Patronus of Justice "Nine-Seven-Three" is also a highly promising idealistic power.
If a person is naturally bright and always filled with joy and happiness, then she will be able to summon an invincible Patronus of Justice.
No one can harm her!
Although Aaron couldn't be that optimistic, by combining the Power of Hope and the Power of Joy, he could maximize the strength of this Patronus of Justice.
If it could be perfected to its limit, it would have omnipotent potential, at least.
However, the prerequisites for this ability are indeed quite troublesome.
The characteristic of Pain of Hatred does not possess much offensive power, but it is the best means of torture.
The more hatred, the more unbearable the enemy's pain, yet they will not die.
The ten most brutal tortures of the Qing Dynasty are nothing compared to the Pain of Hatred.
Aaron also remembered that in the DC Universe, there seemed to be seven destructive forces belonging to the invisible emotional spectrum.
These were the Ultraviolet Lantern Corps.
This Corps uses the living black sun "Umbrax" as a battery, utilizing negative emotions like regret and hatred as energy, infecting life forms with Ultraviolet Light to devour their planets.
When the Ultraviolet Lantern Corps invaded Earth,
all of Earth's heroes united to fight.
Martian Manhunter connected to humanity's dark side, The Flash used the Stasis Force to restart the seal, and then by collectively transforming Earth into White Lanterns to resist the erosion, they finally sealed Umbrax and eliminated the Ultraviolet Lantern Corps.
If he could fuse with the Ultraviolet Lantern or Umbrax, would that allow the effect of the Pain of Hatred to be maximized?
"Hmm, that's a direction to consider."
As for the final Secret Keeper
Aaron became slightly more serious.
"Secret Keeper… can it avoid time, space, and fate?"
"If I cast a Secret Keeper charm on a house, and I, as the Secret Keeper, stay inside the house forever, then no one can find me."
"Perhaps a more special measure could be used, such as a full-body garment, or even applying the Secret Keeper charm to microscopic particles."
"As long as these substances can completely envelop a person, can it achieve absolute invisibility that can never be discovered?"
"I don't know… can this charm block the prying eyes of beings like OAA?"
"If it can… then that's too overpowered!"
Aaron became a bit experimental.
This thing could completely mass-produce safe houses.
He could appoint Secret Keepers and objects protected by the charm at will.
He could even make a person disappear into thin air in front of everyone.
This thing, in a sense, was quite unreasonable.
However, the drawback was that…
If a super large AOE attack was used, it could still harm the protected entity under the Secret Keeper charm.
"I hope there are other abilities that can solve this flaw."
Aaron thought of another similar spell — the Unbreakable Vow.
But that thing was similar to the Proof of Vow he had obtained.
It couldn't solve this problem.
"Wait, if this problem can be solved, wouldn't that mean that an object enchanted with the Secret Keeper charm is equivalent to a different kind of transcendence?"
"No one can perceive, no one can discover, no one can harm…"
"Like an absolutely invisible ghost, able to do whatever it wants."
"Even NTRing someone in front of them wouldn't be discovered…"
Aaron felt that there was probably no perfect solution to this problem.
Only a compromise could be used.
For example, the complete version of the Indestructible Body, or abilities like Vector Manipulation that can prevent damage.
Aaron stretched.
Just this one action made the surrounding crowd mesmerized.
Well, these witches really were precocious.
Aaron had tried his best to control his charm, but their willpower was simply too weak.
Just then, two witches, dressed very Indian and quite good-looking, ran up to Aaron with a thud-thud-thud.
Blushing, they each placed a pink letter on Aaron's desk.
Then they shyly looked up, and before the other witches could react, they quickly slipped away.
Aaron recognized at a glance that these two Indian witches were The Twins who appeared as Harry and Ron's temporary dance partners in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire—
Parvati Patil and Padma Patil.
It was said they were also the prettiest girls in their house.
In Aaron's eyes, they were quite good-looking.
Being twins added a lot of points.
However, Aaron had the even better triplets, The three Arcee sisters, so these bonus points weren't as significant.
After the Patil sisters fled,
The other witches reacted one after another, quickly squeezing over to hand in the pink heart-shaped envelopes they had prepared earlier.
Even Madam Pince somewhat timidly conjured a piece of paper and wrote a letter.
The Twins and Harry, Ron, who were observing nearby, were completely dumbfounded.
Ron said with a bitter face:
"It's terrible, it's terrible. As long as Aaron is in school for one day, we won't be able to find any fresh girls for one day."
"Are we destined to spend a miserable and desperate seven years alone?"
"Maybe we should think of a way to get him to leave?"
"Only then will we have a chance."
The Twins said, one after another: "Wrong? Leek? 〧cage? Tumor silk sulfur II scar Ron."
"Completely wrong!"
"Even if Aaron leaves Hogwarts."
"No one will like you."
"And that includes other wizards."
"Aaron's handsomeness will forever be remembered in the hearts of witches."
"Aside from Aaron, they probably won't look at anyone else."
Finally, the two looked at each other and said in unison: "Especially you, Ron!"
"Oh no!!"
Ron's eyes reddened, "I hate you guys!"
Harry interrupted their conversation, saying with a hint of worry: "So what should we do? Even Madam Pince has fallen for him, and who knows, one day, Madam Pomona Sprout and Professor McGonagall might also be tempted and attracted by him."
"What if, I mean what if one day he appears in the Daily Prophet, oh my god, I can't even imagine how terrifying a wave of divorces the wizarding world will face!"
The Twins also fell silent at the news.
Ron opened his mouth, thinking of his mother.
Oh no, the Weasley family, with seven children, surely wouldn't face a marriage crisis, would they?!
Chapter 362: Wish Come True, Amortentia
Just as The Twins and the others were worried about the "divorce crisis" that had not yet happened but might occur,
Ron suddenly brought up a possibility.
"You guys, do you think Aaron has something to do with You-Know-Who?"
"Could he be a honey trap set by You-Know-Who, deliberately sent to wreak havoc at Hogwarts, making the witches lose their fighting spirit or even betray us?"
"Otherwise, why did he come right after we killed You-Know-Who?"
This possibility made Harry subconsciously touch his forehead.
It wasn't hot, nor did it hurt.
But Ron's argument had some merit.
At this moment,
Hermione, holding a pink envelope behind her back, hesitated before approaching Aaron.
Looking at the mountain of envelopes piled on the table, Hermione felt a moment of inferiority.
She was very pretty, but she didn't know she was very pretty.
She had never deliberately dressed up.
So much so that others didn't know she was very pretty either.
Although Kara and Mela always told her to be a little stepmother.
But Hermione considered that a joke.
She was just a girl with decent grades, but not liked by people, and of average appearance.
After all, she was already twelve, but no one had ever confessed to her.
Girls of the same age never lacked suitors.
"Um, I didn't expect you to be so popular."
"They are all excellent and beautiful witches."
Hermione blushed, trying hard and nervously to find a topic.
Aaron saw Hermione's unnatural posture and chuckled softly.
Hermione instantly thought Aaron was making fun of her, and she became even more nervous and insecure, "I'm sorry, I…"
"You don't need to say sorry, I'm just laughing because you, the most excellent one, are praising others as excellent."
"Don't you think that's quite funny?"
Aaron saw through the little girl's nervousness and said softly.
Hermione let out an "Ah," and her face turned even redder.
"Is, is that so? Am I excellent? But… besides doing homework and memorizing books, I'm useless."
"They all say I'm stupid, that I don't know how to handle things…"
"Is there a possibility that they are jealous of you?"
Aaron stroked her little head, "Everyone is unique; you don't need to change yourself because of what others think of you."
Hermione pursed her lips. Well, she admitted, Aaron was even more charming now.
But… she became even more afraid to speak.
After all, he was so excellent.
And what about her? She was so timid and weak.
She didn't even dare to give him the love letter.
The envelope hidden behind her back was crumpled into a ball by the nervous Hermione.
Aaron leaned in slightly at this moment, "Do you have something to give me?"
"Ah? Eh? No! Definitely no love letter!"
Looking at Aaron who suddenly leaned closer, Hermione's head faintly seemed to emit white steam.
In her nervousness, Hermione turned her head and ran away with a clatter.
Aaron didn't call out to Hermione, he just glanced at the love letters on the table, waved his hand, and took them all.
Hmm, he'd read them slowly later.
Just treat it as an activity to pass the time.
"Madam Pince, is it okay if I temporarily take this book?"
Aaron took a book from the Restricted Section.
Madam Pince glanced at it, saw it was a book on Potions, and smiled: "Of course, no problem, but please, Mr. Aaron, return it on time."
"Of course, I suggest you read it here. If you have any requests, I can help."
Madam Pince was thinking that the early bird catches the worm.
While the young witches were young and cute, they still had to attend school.
And although she was older, mature women had their own advantages.
Spending more time together, who knows, they might hit it off.
Aaron smiled and nodded, "I'll come again next time."
As he passed Harry and Ron,
Ron was heard deliberately saying, "There's nothing to be proud of, Harry, you're the youngest Seeker ever!"
"Joining the Gryffindor Quidditch team in your first year, you're the best!"
"And we also thwarted that guy, protected the peace of the magical world, and are the saviors!"
Ron deliberately spoke loudly yet "softly."
When Aaron approached, he seemed to be saying something important yet inconvenient to tell others, with a mysterious look on his face.
Aaron smiled faintly.
Of course, he knew Ron's little thoughts, and he knew what they were talking about.
It was just the philosopher's stone.
This item was created by the famous alchemist Nicolas Flamel, the strongest alchemical creation, a culmination of his work.
It possesses the functions of turning lead into gold and developing the Elixir of Life.
To the people of the Harry Potter World, the philosopher's stone is incredibly precious.
But to Aaron, it was the most worthless thing.
Nicolas Flamel, the creator of the philosopher's stone, only lived for over 600 years.
Yet, he was already very old.
What kind of immortality is that?
If it were given to him, he would find it takes up too much space.
Aaron did not feel curious as Ron had expected; he kept walking straight out.
Harry blinked, "Ron, stop talking, he's already far away. He's not interested in these things. It seems he has no connection with that guy."
Ron pouted, "You never know, how can anyone be so handsome?"
Neville scratched his head and hesitated, "But… I heard You-Know-Who only affected the British magical world."
"Mr. Aaron's handsomeness, however, can shake the entire European, and even the global magical world."
"According to what you said, he's even more powerful than You-Know-Who, right?"
The Weasley twins nodded, "That makes sense, he's more powerful than You-Know-Who, so he's not You-Know-Who's subordinate."
Ron opened his mouth, only able to mumble, "Maybe an ally?"
Harry also nodded, "Impossible, You-Know-Whowouldn't accept someone more powerful than himself."
Ron had nothing to say.
The few of them didn't know that their discussion had already reached Aaron's ears.
But Aaron didn't care.
Without Hermione, the Golden Trio would never form.
Moreover, relying solely on Harry and Ron, they would definitely not be able to accomplish the "great deeds" in the original story.
Aaron went straight to the dining hall to eat.
Mela and Kara sat on either side of Aaron, and amidst the jealous gazes of other witches, the three of them discussed in low voices.
Mainly, Kara and Mela spoke, and Aaron listened.
"Dad, I heard some things, you must be careful!"
"Oh, what things?"
Kara looked left and right, "Some older students are preparing to concoct love potions and love elixirs, and then secretly put them in your food or drinks."
"They want to use this method to win your love."
Mela pouted angrily, "That's too bad, obviously love potions can't truly win your love, love cannot be imitated, but they say, if they can't get your heart, they'll get your person."
"What a bunch of villains!"
Aaron was also quite surprised.
Goodness, are these witches so bold?
As expected of Europe.
It's only 1992, and it's already so open.
"Don't worry, Dad, we'll protect you!"
"Operation Protect Dad, officially launched!"
Kara waved her fist; her Super Hearing and Super Visioncould easily disrupt the making of love potions.
Aaron took out the Potion Compendium and shook it, "No need, I think those things won't work on me."
With that, Aaron directly melted the Potion Compendium.
[Wish Fulfillment (Felix Felicis + Many Hands Make Light Work + Power of Hope + Horn Halo, etc.): Your luck is further enhanced, allowing you to possess protagonist-like luck in the Marvel, DC, Harry Potter, and other worlds you have experienced, enabling you to achieve your wishes to a certain extent and enjoy boundless good fortune!]
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Chapter 363: Power of Sublimation, Ability Enhancement
[Sublimation (Enhancer + Seed + Heart Empowerment): You can temporarily further strengthen any of your abilities by burning your own energy, as well as the confidence of others or yourself, thereby unleashing even greater power.]
[Psionic Revival (Developing Potion): You can imbue objects in photographs or oil paintings with psionic energy and gather the spirits that remain in the world, thereby allowing them to be reborn in another special life form.]
"Oh, not bad, the potions from the Harry Potter Worldcan still bring so many gains."
Aaron was quite surprised.
Psionic Revival is equivalent to an alternative form of resurrection; the revived beings are neither physical nor souls.
This is a special method unique to the Harry Potter World.
If it's an ordinary photograph, after using the Developing Potion, it can be "resurrected," perform some simple actions, but won't speak.
However, if they are portraits painted by wizards during their lifetime, they possess different "spirits" depending on the wizard's power before death.
The more powerful the wizard, the more realistic the portrait left behind during their lifetime, and the more memories it can possess.
For example, the oil paintings left by successive Headmasters of Hogwarts during their lifetime could even communicate with subsequent Headmasters after their deaths, discussing problems and offering suggestions.
It was as if they had come to life.
But if it's an ordinary wizard, their portrait might only repeat their most prominent and memorable moments from their lifetime.
For example, an oil painting that constantly curses people.
Portraits can even visit each other.
Like souls, but fundamentally different from souls.
Of course,
If a wizard did not leave an oil painting in time during their lifetime, then painting one after their death would have no effect.
Because their spirits have already dissipated.
But the Psionic Revival Aaron obtained could gather these spirits, allowing the deceased to revive eternally in a special form.
They possess the same memories and can communicate normally.
It's just that they will forever be confined between different oil paintings.
This ability is not important to Aaron.
What he values more are Wish Fulfillment and Sublimation!
The former allows Aaron to act more conveniently, like a protagonist, getting whatever he wishes for.
It defies logic, purely idealistic.
It can even be used in combat.
And Sublimation is even more illogical.
After fusion and enhancement, Sublimation can arbitrarily strengthen one or more abilities.
For example, elevating Chaos, which is at a super-cosmic level, to an omniversal level.
Other abilities can also be strengthened simultaneously.
It's just a matter of expending more energy.
"Speaking of which, can Sublimation enhance conceptual abilities? Idealistic abilities?"
"For example… Wish Fulfillment?"
After thinking for a moment,
Aaron felt that it was better to first long-term strengthen Devour, Indestructible Body, and Indestructible Soul.
The former can continuously enhance himself and various abilities, while the latter two are the strongest life-saving skills.
In this way,
He vaguely sensed some special changes in his body and soul.
After closing his eyes and carefully experiencing it,
He found that he might truly be immortal and indestructible.
Even if the infinite Multiverse were destroyed, he would remain unaffected.
This is an alternative form of transcendence.
But compared to beings like OAA, it was still somewhat lacking.
At least,
He could still be harmed by some incomprehensible abilities.
But that was the extent of it—only harm.
On the other side,
Headmaster's Office.
"Dumbledore, I once again propose that the Eastern wizard named Aaron be immediately expelled."
"His presence has seriously disrupted the normal class schedule."
"Those infatuated, foolish witches, one by one, are attracted to him, even forgetting the most basic potion configurations entirely!"
"This is an insult to sacred Potions! They are trampling on potions!"
Snape whispered his advice to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore shook his head, "Firstly, they are not foolish or infatuated; they are all very clever young witches, they just don't understand love yet."
"Secondly, as far as I know, Aaron has always stayed in the library and has no intention of disrupting classes, so... Snape, you should look for your own problems."
"Have you been teaching the young wizards diligently and kindly? Have you treated them all equally?"
Snape couldn't refute.
He certainly couldn't say something like he deducted dozens of points from other houses in one go, while Slytherin gained more than ten points, could he?
Snape disliked Aaron greatly.
It wasn't because Kara and Mela were smart and talented.
It was because Aaron was so handsome!
This reminded him of James Potter back then.
Both were very handsome.
While he, Snape,
was severely overshadowed by them.
If he had been a little more handsome, perhaps Lily would not have chosen that damned James Potter, but him instead.
Well, you might have a point, but I don't think Aaronstaying in the library will help him avoid anything."
"In fact, you might not know it yet, but on my way here, all the witches ran to the library."
Dumbledore blinked, "That's good, they like to study."
Snape laughed in exasperation, "If they were there to study, I'd swallow my wand whole!"
"Believe me, they won't be looking at any precious magic books. Maybe they'll read some: 'Eastern Wizards Fall in Love with Me,' 'Inter-Magical Realm Love,' or 'My Undisclosed Secrets with a Wizard.'"
"Then they'll write mountains of love letters, submerging the entire Hogwarts!"
Dumbledore smiled faintly, "The young witches are at the age where they most long for love, but this is destined to be unrequited. Before long, they will mature."
"Besides, with Madam Pince watching, nothing will go wrong."
Snape rolled his eyes, "Madam Pince? Ha, I just hope Madam Pince isn't the first one to climb into his bed."
Snape turned and left in a huff.
Dumbledore fell into deep thought.
Just as he thought the matter was settled,
Professor Lockhart also arrived.
"Oh no, this class can't be taught!"
"Dumbledore, you might not know this, but those young witches actually refuse to carry the required books I specified for purchase."
"Good heavens, those are clearly all very practical, very reliable, and very beneficial lifelong combat experiences in Defense Against the Dark Arts!"
"They even said my smile wasn't the most charming. Damn it, I've clearly won the Most Charming Smile Award five times!"
Dumbledore's mouth twitched slightly.
He naturally knew what required books Lockhart was asking for.
They were all Lockhart's "great works."
To be honest, he had read some.
The stories were exciting.
But they always felt out of place.
As the greatest white wizard, Dumbledore actually had some guesses about Lockhart's capabilities.
A wizard with good looks, good at packaging himself, but with mediocre magical ability.
He just didn't expect Lockhart's magical ability wasn't just mediocre, but completely awful!
"Mr. Lockhart, did you just battle a troll for three hundred rounds?"
Dumbledore looked at Lockhart's bird's nest-like hair, "Perhaps… I could lend you my mirror and comb for a while?"
Lockhart was stunned, then immediately reacted, "Oh, how rude of me, I apologize. There was a small problem in class just now."
"Oh, do you need my help?"
"No, I can handle it. I mean, I've already handled it."
Lockhart dared not say that he had been soundly defeated by a group of pixies.
Those terrible little guys were much trickier and more cunning than he had expected.
But fortunately, everything had been resolved perfectly.
Lockhart took out a bottle of hair potion, sprayed it casually, and his hair returned to its former lustrous appearance.
"Isn't it amazing? This is my exclusive hair potion, it's fantastic. Perhaps you could try it and then promote it throughout Hogwarts. Believe me, it won't disappoint any wizard."
Dumbledore shook his head, "Professor Lockhart, if there's nothing else, I think perhaps you could go back to prepare for your class?"
"Oh yes, I should go."
"But Dumbledore, please consider my suggestion. Aaronbeing at the school will seriously affect the progress of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
"Even a person as excellent as I am finds this very troublesome. Of course, I mean, it's just a slight problem."
"Believe me, I have a wealth of practical experience in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I will teach them well and ensure they are invincible against Dark Magic!"
Dumbledore had a headache.
He suddenly felt that rushing Aaron, Kara, and Mela to Hogwarts might not have been a good idea.
But for now, he could only observe.
Dumbledore found Madam Pince to inquire about Aaron's situation.
"Mr. Aaron is a very studious wizard. He is excellent, and I believe he will definitely be a very good wizard."
This was Madam Pince's reply.
Dumbledore felt that perhaps things weren't so bad?
Chapter 360: Crazy Girl Luna, Sāorǎo Mú
Afternoon mealtime.
Aaron did not dine in the professors' area but instead went to where Gryffindor was located.
This action once again caused a sensation.
The witches of Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin ate their food while enviously looking in Gryffindor's direction.
If it weren't for the prefects and professors present,
They would have betrayed their houses and run to Gryffindor.
No choice,
Who made Aaron always in Gryffindor?
The Gryffindor witches were quite pleased and proud of this.
Especially seeing the resentful gazes of other houses, who loved but could not have, they felt even more victorious.
Gryffindor points might be the lowest, but we have treatment you'll never get.
The most handsome wizard is right here with us!
The witches spontaneously gathered around Aaron.
Protecting their handsome man.
Little Kara sighed, "Dad, I seriously doubt the teaching quality of Hogwarts School."
"The professors here don't seem to have any real talent. Good heavens, I seriously suspect that so-called professors don't even know as much magic as I do."
Hermione interjected, "Hey, the professors at Hogwartsare still great."
"Are they?"
Little Kara shook her head, "Just today, we first-years had Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Do you know how that scoundrel Lockhart taught the class?"
"He made us buy the complete works of Lockhart and told us to read them all."
"I admit, the stories he wrote are very real, and his writing is not bad, but I didn't see any qualities in the protagonists of those stories that matched Lockharthimself."
"As the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he actually spent thirty minutes giving us a test unrelated to the class."
"For example, what is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?"
"And what is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?"
"And his ridiculous and ignorant ambitions, saying he would sweep away evil in the world, and promote his exclusive hair potion."
"By the end of the entire class, all I remembered was the name Gilderoy Lockhart and his greasy smile!"
Little Mela also nodded from the side, "Yes, who cares what color he likes, so I just handed in a blank paper and got a zero!"
Little Kara also chimed in, "I got a zero too. I don't care about that damn Gilderoy Lockhart!"
"What normal person would remember his trivial matters?"
"Ahem, he shouldn't… be that bad?"
Hermione's face was a little red, and her eyes darted around unnaturally.
Thinking of the scene in class where Lockhart was played with by a group of pixies, and she was the one who ultimately sorted it out, Hermione also became a little uncertain.
"Uh… maybe? Probably? His teaching ability is a little bit lacking?"
Mela looked at her suspiciously, "Wait, Lockhart said there was a second-year girl who perfectly answered all his assessments. That person wouldn't happen to be you, would it?"
Hermione became even more embarrassed, wishing she could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
Under Kara and Mela's gaze, she turned her head and whispered, "Well… after all, it was a preview assignment arranged by the professor. I remembered those things while reading the storybooks."
"It's just an ordinary test, nothing to make a fuss about!"
At this point, Hermione puffed out her chest and said, "You don't know, our first-year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is a senile professor who always smells of garlic. He only knows how to read books and shows no magical ability whatsoever."
Kara rolled her eyes, "If Lockhart could read all the books aloud, then he would at least be qualified."
"A wizard who is so scared of pixies that he crawls away, I really don't understand what gives him the right to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"I seriously suspect that all the storybooks he wrote are not based on his experiences, but are fabricated."
Hermione retorted, "If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, I don't think he could write such realistic stories."
Hermione wasn't admiring Lockhart.
In fact, after Aaron appeared, Hermione no longer thought highly of him.
But she liked to be precise and to speak with facts.
Lockhart's performance was terrible, but he should still have some ability.
"Don't forget, he's also a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class, and an honorary member of the Dark Force Defense League."
"Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of the 20th century, personally invited him to be a professor."
"He might be able to deceive one or two people, but can he deceive all the wizards in the world at the same time?"
"The Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore are not ordinary."
Kara shook her head, "The Order of Merlin isn't that special. I heard Arcturus Black gave the Ministry of Magica huge pile of gold and received a First Class Order."
"The current Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, also privately awarded himself a First Class Order."
"I heard Lockhart's Third Class Order was specifically awarded by the Ministry of Magic to commend his brave actions and the defensive methods provided in his autobiographical works."
"As for Dumbledore…"
"With all due respect, he's old now, and it's normal for his eyesight to be dim."
Hermione opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute.
"Alright, stop talking, eating is more important."
Aaron interrupted the three of them. Lockhart was nothing to care about.
At this moment, Aaron suddenly felt a pure gaze, containing no impurities.
Following the feeling,
He saw a blonde girl with her head tilted, eyes wide open.
She looked very lively, her skin was somewhat pale, and her attire was distinct from others.
Aaron observed that the people around her intentionally avoided her, no one willing to be with her.
A name immediately came to Aaron's mind.
"Luna Lovegood!"
Hermione keenly noticed the change in Aaron's gaze, followed his line of sight, and her eyebrows subtly moved.
"She's Hogwarts' famous eccentric girl, Luna Lovegood."
"I think you wouldn't want to talk to her; she's quite different from ordinary people."
Aaron gave Luna a gentle smile, "No, she's very special."
This was the first time Aaron had seen a woman who could resist his charm for so long.
Even though he consciously controlled his charm.
But even Madam Pince, an adult witch, had no power to resist, which showed Luna's special nature.
Under Hermione's envious gaze, Aaron waved to Luna.
Luna hesitated slightly.
But she still jumped off her chair and floated over.
Seeing this, the other witches grew even more envious and jealous.
Especially the witches from Ravenclaw, where Lunabelonged; they couldn't understand why Aaron would care about an unpopular, 'crazy' girl.
If it were anyone else, being watched by so many people might make them nervous.
But Luna was different.
She came before Aaron, tilted her head, and said in a calm voice, "Mr. Aaron, is there something you need?"
"Miss Luna, may I know what you were looking at just now?"
Aaron chuckled.
"I'm looking for Crumple-Horned Snorkacks."
"Crumple-Horned Snorkacks?"
"Yes, they are invisible and float into your ears, messing with your brain," Luna nodded.
Hermione leaned in and whispered, "Crumple-Horned Snorkacks are a fictional, non-existent creature; currently, only The Quibbler claims to have seen them, but it hasn't been confirmed."
"But they exist, I believe!"
Luna said earnestly, "I was once bothered by Crumple-Horned Snorkacks; they're very bad, buzzing in my ear."
Hermione spread her hands and shrugged, "See? That's how she is; she loves to fantasize."
Aaron smiled, "Fantasizing isn't necessarily a bad thing; at least, she can find happiness in her own world."
He didn't have any particular opinion of Luna.
Luna, this 'crazy' girl, though she appeared rarely, left a deep impression on people.
Aaron was quite fond of this little girl...
Chapter 365: The Terrifying Crumple-Horned Snorkacks, Professor Lockhart's Brain Eaten
"Mr. Aaron, do you also believe Crumple-Horned Snorkacks exist?"
Luna blinked, her eyes shining.
Aaron hesitated for a moment, then gently said, "Do you really want me to give you that answer?"
Luna's expectant expression dimmed slightly, "I already know what you want to say; even you don't believe they exist, do you?"
"Alright, but I still firmly believe they are there, perhaps in the lampshade, or maybe in some remote, dark corner; they are just secretly hidden where our eyes can't see them, hmm—that's it."
Luna's mood was a bit low, and she was about to turn and leave.
Aaron called out to her.
"Is there anything else, Mr. Aaron?"
"I didn't say whether they exist or not."
"Ah?"
"Ah!"
The former was Luna, her eyes wide.
The latter was Hermione, looking bewildered, "Crumple-Horned Snorkacks don't exist! All the famous authorities in the entire wizarding world have confirmed that this thing is entirely fabricated by The Quibbler."
"Moreover, The Quibbler essentially publishes some non-mainstream views and bizarre stories, with content covering conspiracy theories, research on fictional creatures, and so on."
"It's the worst, most useless, most annoying magazine I've ever read."
"It's completely pandering to the crowd."
Luna had a different opinion, "No, The Quibbler is great; I love the stories in it, they're all very interesting."
"Of course, after all, your father, Mr. Lovegood, is the editor of The Quibbler; you two are of the same ilk…"
Before Hermione could finish her sentence, Aaronstopped her.
He, of course, knew that Crumple-Horned Snorkacks didn't exist.
Besides that,
There were also parasitic plants like Mimbulus Mimbletonia, and Crumple-Horned Snorkacks, etc.
None of these things existed.
But Luna had been searching for them for many years.
It seemed she was immersed in her own world, a 'crazy' girl in the eyes of outsiders.
But this 'crazy' girl wasn't actually crazy.
She was just like her name.
Luna, meaning moon, moon goddess, but also madness.
Beneath her seemingly mad exterior, she possessed firm beliefs and absolute calm.
She was very young, yet she understood many truths that her peers did not.
When Harry faced Voldemort's threat, she bravely stood up, willing to fight the terrifying Voldemort, and comforted Harry.
She was more like a Gryffindor than many Gryffindors.
She always lived in illusory fantasies, similar to a fairy tale world.
But she didn't shy away from reality.
Aaron didn't want to shatter Luna's fantasy just like that.
So he said, "Whether Crumple-Horned Snorkacks exist doesn't depend on others, but on me, and on you."
"Eh?"
Luna tilted her head, feeling that Aaron was saying some strange things.
"I say, Crumple-Horned Snorkacks don't exist, so they don't exist."
"I say, Crumple-Horned Snorkacks exist, so they truly exist!"
"So, what do you think?"
Facing Aaron's question, Luna thought for a moment, "Then they exist?"
Aaron snapped his fingers, "In that case, then they exist!"
"Look, that's a Crumple-Horned Snorkack, a virtual yet real creature."
"Reveal yourself!"
Aaron pointed his hand, and above the Great Hall, a tiny, inconspicuous magical creature flew by itself.
It was so minuscule, yet it perfectly matched Luna's vision of it.
As if it had flown right out of her imagination.
Luna stared, dumbfounded.
Hermione also stared, dumbfounded.
Only Mela and Hela were unfazed.
In their eyes, Aaron was omnipotent.
Creating a Crumple-Horned Snorkack was simply too easy.
In the unseen depths,
Aaron felt a surge of Confidence Empowerment flow into him.
That was Confidence Empowerment, also a sublimation after fusion.
The power of God was prioritized for strengthening and enhancement.
"Oh my goodness, that's a Crumple-Horned Snorkack!"
Before seeing it, Luna was very curious.
But after seeing it, Luna became a little panicked, hurrying behind Aaron, "It's exactly as I imagined; it represents destruction and havoc, and it will enter people's ears and mess with their brains."
"Maybe we should stay further away; it loves people's ears the most!"
Hearing this, Hermione's face instantly turned pale, and she shrieked, burrowing into Aaron's embrace.
Seeing this, the other witches wished they could take her place.
And some of the other wizards were mocking Luna and Hermione for being timid.
Until they heard a strange buzzing sound,
Ron pointed at the Crumple-Horned Snorkack in the sky, "What is that?"
Luna poked out her little head, "That's a Crumple-Horned Snorkack; it messes with people's brains!"
"Crumple-Horned Snorkacks? They really exist?!"
Ron blinked, then shrieked, "Ah! The brain-eating monster is here!"
The next second,
The wizards throughout the dining hall, especially the younger students, all screamed with wide-open mouths, more terrified than when they heard the troll had broken into Hogwarts last year.
This scene alarmed Dumbledore and the other professors on the dais.
0 Seeking flowers
"I always thought Crumple-Horned Snorkacks were fake, but I never imagined they were real!" McGonagallexclaimed.
Dumbledore also nodded, "The Quibbler still has its merits; perhaps we should spend more time researching and proving it."
Lockhart then pulled out his wand and stepped forward, "Ta-da, in times of danger, the hero appears!"
"Children, don't be afraid; it's just a tiny mosquito. Now, I, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, with countless experiences fighting dark magical creatures, will punish it!"
"So now, we should use… Incendio!"
Lockhart's wand shot out a burst of sparks, then exploded with a bang.
Lockhart let out a miserable cry, his entire head exploding into an afro, then he fell straight down.
Snape snorted at the sight; he truly couldn't stand this idiot.
That's it? And he's a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?
He was clearly the most suitable one!
Professor Lockhart's pathetic state fell into the eyes of the wizards below, and their screams rose by another octave.
Whether it was the brave little lions of Gryffindor or the calm little snakes of Slytherin,
All screamed with wide-open mouths.
Leading them were Ron and Draco Malfoy.
"The Crumple-Horned Snorkack ate Professor Lockhart's brain!"
"What? The Crumple-Horned Snorkack ate Professor Lockhart?"
"Ah? Professor Lockhart's brain exploded?"
"It's terrifying! The Crumple-Horned Snorkack is the most terrifying magical animal; it's the God of Destruction and Havoc!"
In just a few tens of seconds,
The Crumple-Horned Snorkack evolved from a non-existent fictional creature into the most powerful magical animal.
Dumbledore couldn't stand it anymore, "Prefects, maintain order, I will handle the Crumple-Horned Snorkack!"
Dumbledore did not take out his wand; he muttered under his breath, waved his hand, and a ball of scorching flame instantly struck the Crumple-Horned Snorkack.
However, the Sāorǎo Mú flickered and was completely unharmed.
Dumbledore was quite surprised and, seeing this, used Transfiguration to turn some plates into roosters, which flew up to try and eat the Sāorǎo Mú.
But the Sāorǎo Mú easily passed through the roosters, still buzzing.
Luna blinked her eyes, "It's terrifying, exactly what I imagined a month ago. It can turn invisible and pass through objects."
"Even Professor Dumbledore can't do anything about it."
Hermione was also quite nervous.
But soon,
She remembered what Aaron had just said and suddenly turned to look at Luna.
"Oh my goodness, stop imagining things! If you keep thinking like that, the Sāorǎo Mú will really become a god of destruction that will destroy the world!"
Chapter 366: The Most Dangerous Magical Creature—The Sāorǎo Mú
Hearing Hermione's roar,
Luna blinked innocently.
"What's wrong?"
Hermione's eyes showed fear, "Haven't you figured it out yet? The Sāorǎo Mú doesn't exist. This one, right now, is the most unique Sāorǎo Mú created by Aaron's magic combined with your imagination."
"Its abilities are entirely dependent on your imagination. If you..."
Before Hermione could finish, the Sāorǎo Mú in the sky suddenly grew larger, as if it had taken a big gulp of air, transforming from finger-sized to fist-sized.
It also had a long, sharp "straw."
Its ferocious appearance alone was enough to make one tremble with fear.
Luna blinked again, and with a 'bang', the Sāorǎo Múturned into a golden, chubby ball with wings.
It was unmistakably a Golden Snitch from a Quidditch match!
"So... this is just magic? It's fake..."
Luna was a little disappointed.
"No, you're wrong, it's not fake."
Aaron, who had been silent, spoke up: "If you wish it to exist, it is real, absolutely real."
"I just used 'magic' to materialize your imagination."
"Does it matter if it's virtual? At least in this moment, it is real."
Luna was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.
"Yes, you're right. We are all part of the universe, and we all possess the energy and power of the universe."
"The universe created us, and we created the Sāorǎo Mú. Essentially, we are all part of the universe; there's no difference."
"Thank you for making my illusion come true."
Then, Luna tilted her head and blinked again.
The Golden Snitch fell to the ground and transformed into a Crumple-Horned Snorkack.
The Crumple-Horned Snorkack does not exist; no one can prove it.
Only a few people, including Xenophilius Lovegood, claim to have seen it.
But they struggle to describe it.
This Crumple-Horned Snorkack was the form Lunaimagined.
"Very special, but very annoying."
"Now you are a Mimbulus Mimbletonia, a terrible, poisonous parasitic plant that always attaches itself to mistletoe."
The Crumple-Horned Snorkack continued to change.
On the stage,
Dumbledore stopped his wand.
His peripheral vision swept over Aaron, Kara, and Mela, who remained composed.
Then he looked at Hermione and Luna.
When he saw Luna's curious, joyful, and fearless gaze,
At this moment, Dumbledore understood.
As everyone knows,
The Lovegood family does not keep idlers.
Luna herself is a crazy girl.
Her father, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood, editor of The Quibbler, is also an eccentric wizard.
Besides them, who else would have seen the virtual Crumple-Horned Snorkack, Mimbulus Mimbletonia, and Sāorǎo Mú?
For a moment, Dumbledore truly believed the Sāorǎo Múexisted and was so powerful.
So much so that even he couldn't deal with it immediately.
While Dumbledore sighed in relief, he also felt a headache.
The good news was that the Sāorǎo Mú was fake.
The bad news was that Aaron's magic was unfathomable to him.
Was it really appropriate to have such a powerful wizard at Hogwarts?
How did the Eastern magical world produce such a dangerous, terrifying, and inscrutable powerful wizard?
Fortunately, Aaron did not do evil.
Otherwise, let alone Voldemort, even his old friend, Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord who caused turmoil in the European magical world, probably wouldn't be a match for Aaron, would he?
Finally,
The ever-changing "Sāorǎo Mú" disappeared with a puff of smoke.
"Alright, everyone, under the guidance of your prefects, return to your respective rooms in an orderly fashion. You are now safe."
Dumbledore put aside his worries and began the cleanup work.
Snape looked at Dumbledore with suspicion, then turned his strange gaze towards Aaron.
He had a premonition that this might be related to Aaron, but he had no proof.
"Dumbledore, Gilderoy Lockhart is completely useless!"
"Making him the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will not teach the young wizards any means to resist Dark Magic."
Dumbledore glanced at the unconscious Lockhart, "Perhaps Mr. Lockhart wasn't feeling well today? We should give him more chances."
Snape snorted, "What about Aaron then?"
Before Dumbledore could speak, McGonagall interjected, "Mr. Snape, Mr. Aaron has always protected the young wizards. Do you have any objections?"
Seeing McGonagall protect Aaron like a mother hen, Snape's expression grew even uglier.
There was nothing he could do; Madam McGonagall had considerable seniority and power, and Snape still respected McGonagall quite a bit.
But Dumbledore's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing Professor McGonagall defend Aaron so strongly,
And recalling what Snape and Lockhart had said,
He always felt that Aaron was not as simple as he thought.
It seemed
Aaron's charm was much stronger than he had imagined?
Dumbledore thought about looking up some knowledge about charm magic and potions later.
This didn't seem normal at all.
More Veela-like than a Veela.
Although the Sāorǎo Mú incident was over,
The existence of the Sāorǎo Mú caused a sensation in the wizarding world.
Especially since two individuals were prominent in this event.
The famous practical wizard, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, was defeated by the Sāorǎo Mú, almost having his head eaten.
The greatest wizard of this century, Dumbledore, though not defeated, could not overcome the Sāorǎo Mú.
Unbeknownst to anyone,
The Sāorǎo Mú leaped from a virtual creature to the most dangerous magical animal.
People from the Ministry of Magic came to search for the Sāorǎo Mú.
The Quibbler extensively detailed the Sāorǎo Mú, and there were many versions of the details of Lockhart and Dumbledore's battle against the Sāorǎo Mú.
For example, although Lockhart's head wasn't eaten, his mind became impaired, unable to cast even a simple spell, and his backside was severely agitated.
Dumbledore also felt a chill facing the Sāorǎo Mú and dared not act rashly.
In any case, the stories might not be true, but they were certainly wild.
Don't even mention it,
Quite a lot of people were reading them.
The two celebrities brought a huge increase in The Quibbler's sales.
Besides that,
A famous figure rushed to Hogwarts upon hearing the news.
She was the famous reporter for the Daily Prophet—Rita Skeeter.
Wherever there was news, there was Rita.
Her greatest skill was her ability to twist people's words, constantly defame, sensationalize rumors, and exaggerate matters.
Originally, Rita intended to criticize Dumbledore and Lockhart,
But she saw Aaron.
Suddenly, she was amazed.
Chapter 367: Dog-Eat-Dog, Prank Power
"Hey, hello everyone!"
"I'm Rita Skeeter, contributing to the Daily Prophet."
"You all must know me, right? The mysterious Eastern wizard, and the four beautiful young witches."
At Hogwarts,
Rita Skeeter looked at Aaron and the others, who were eating together, her jealousy and excitement barely concealed.
"Oh, Merlin above, your handsome face, making people crazy, is simply a gift from the gods."
"Just a simple 'click' and a front-page feature of your photo would be enough to cause a sensation throughout the entire magical world!"
"I can't even imagine how crazy those witches will be when they see your face. Are you ready to be famous? I mean, to become a celebrity in the magical world, the nation's husband to all witches!"
Rita Skeeter looked at Aaron excitedly, even though Aaron remained calm throughout, not even looking her directly in the eye.
In the past, Rita would have already devised various ways to fabricate stories.
But now, she felt no anger; wasn't it normal for a male god to be a bit arrogant?
If it were Snape's deadpan face, even a glance would be a sin!
Aaron glanced at her, "I remember you came to interview about the Sāorǎo Mú news, didn't you?"
Rita nodded, "But I think you should be interviewed before the Sāorǎo Mú."
"Trust my eyes, which are good at discovering beauty. As long as you cooperate with me, I can get you countless female fans and endless Galleons!"
"I'm not interested."
Aaron shook his head and continued talking to Kara and the others.
On the high platform,
The moment Lockhart saw Rita, countless charming poses and smiles flashed through his mind.
Lockhart jogged closer, revealing his signature charming smile, "Hey, isn't this Ms. Rita? Long time no see."
Rita glanced at him indifferently and said perfunctorily, "Hello, Mr. Lockhart."
Lockhart didn't mind Rita's rejection and continued enthusiastically:
"Ms. Rita, are you lacking a deeply impactful interview? I can offer you some help. In fact, I've already come up with a new novel album, a grand story of demon extermination!"
Rita was already very impatient, "Mr. Lockhart, don't you see I'm having a friendly chat with Mr. Aaron?"
"Miss Rita, Mr. Aaron is busy. Actually, you could..."
"Enough!"
Rita snapped angrily, and the Quick-Quotes Quill in mid-air began to record.
"Mr. Lockhart, yes, I understand. Your reckless behavior is nothing more than a pathological craving for attention."
"Look at your self-proclaimed charming smile. Has no one ever told you that your teeth look terrible when you smile?"
"Oh, and by the way, I interviewed many young wizards, and they all unanimously agreed that your brain has been messed up by the Sāorǎo Mú."
"A dignified Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, scared into a panic by a few humble goblins."
"I must say, your pathetic appearance was truly adorable."
Lockhart's smile froze, and his face became increasingly unsightly.
Especially watching the Quick-Quotes Quill scribble down the conversation, he could no longer hold back.
"No, you can't say that! I'll sue you for defamation!"
"I am a powerful wizard with countless rich experiences! I know more spells than you've walked roads!"
Rita still sneered, "I think tomorrow's Daily Prophetheadline is set: 'Shocking! What the Sāorǎo Mú Did to Lockhart...'"
"Stop! I told you to stop!"
Lockhart lunged to snatch the Quick-Quotes Quill.
The two immediately started wrestling on the spot.
Hermione said with a slight worry, "They'll be alright, won't they?"
Aaron said expressionlessly, "Don't worry about them, it's just a dog-eat-dog situation."
Neither Lockhart nor Rita were worth a kind word in Aaron's eyes.
Lockhart used a master-level Memory Charm to ambush many powerful wizards, claiming their stories as his own, writing them into books, and packaging himself.
Although Rita was a famous reporter, her reputation was entirely negative.
Of the things that passed through her mouth and ears, not even one-tenth was true.
You'd say your piece, and she'd write hers.
When it came to the news, apart from the names being the same, the content was completely contradictory.
Even someone as powerful as Dumbledore couldn't afford to offend her.
At this moment, with the two of them fighting like cats and dogs, it was a good show to watch.
No one stopped them.
The young wizards watched in astonishment as the two engaged in the most primitive form of hand-to-hand combat, like Muggles.
Lockhart only competently mastered the Memory Charm, and his other spells were only effective by chance.
As a reporter, Rita knew almost no other magic apart from her reporting-related skills.
This was also a common problem in the wizarding world.
In fact,
Half of the wizards in the Ministry of Magic couldn't even cast a Shield Charm properly.
The Shield Charm was just a relatively common spell taught in school, and it was a spell that had to be perfectly mastered for the ultimate wizarding exam.
However, a few years after they graduated, the spells they learned in school were returned to the teachers, just like Muggles.
Only some job-related magic was relatively proficient.
Rita was also like this.
Her greatest skill was Transfiguration; she was an illegal Animagus, often transforming into a beetle to eavesdrop on others' conversations and then writing extensively about them.
Aaron once tried to fuse with McGonagall, another official Animagus, and found that the traits brought by the so-called Animagus were far inferior to his own Seventy-Two Transformations.
An Animagus cannot freely transform into any animal; the animal transformed into is related to the wizard's personality and weight.
Each person can only transform into one animal in their lifetime, and cannot transform into magical creatures.
For Aaron, it was completely useless.
Lockhart was about the same.
Aaron gained the Memory Charm.
But it was useless to him.
His mental power covered oblivion, allowing him to freely erase, add, or modify others' memories without detection.
"Let's go."
After watching for a while, Aaron took Kara and the others away.
Before leaving, he also casually cast Prank Power on the two of them.
Lockhart and Rita both jolted suddenly.
For some reason, they both felt that they had changed.
They became even more... confident!
Chapter 368: IF Conditional Spell, Self-Created Spell
"Don't stop me, I'm going to take on Voldemort!"
"Oh heavens, don't say You-Know-Who's name, he'll sense it!"
"Hahaha, I am the most powerful wizard, I master countless spells, no one is my match! A mere Voldemort? It's just that when he was rampaging through Britain, I was traveling on a ship with Vampires, otherwise I would have kicked his butt with my boots! I swear I would have done it!"
"No! Stop him quickly, Professor Lockhart has gone mad!"
Early in the morning, Hagrid desperately held Lockhartback, preventing him from leaving. Their shouting attracted a group of young wizards.
Hearing the names You-Know-Who and Voldemort, all the young wizards clung to the wall in terror, keeping as far away from Lockhart as possible.
"Children, don't be afraid, do you see my smile? Trust me, I am as reliable as my smile!"
"Give me a week, and I will capture Voldemort, put him on public trial, and enumerate his crimes one by one!"
Lockhart showed a charming smile.
He was still wearing a white robe, meaning he was the next Dumbledore, and Voldemort would eventually submit to his wand.
"Just wait, I will write a legendary biography, 'The Dark Lord's Remorse,' I swear by Lockhart's name!"
Hagrid struggled to restrain Lockhart's madness, "Stop, You-Know-Who is already dead! Killed by Harry!"
Lockhart shook his head, "No, he's not dead, I can feel his presence, yes, trust the judgment of an excellent wizard, I can smell his presence at all times, right here, right in Hogwarts!"
This statement made the others even more terrified.
The wizards looked left and right, as if anyone around them could be possessed by You-Know-Who.
"What's wrong with him? He wasn't really driven mad by the Sāorǎo Mú, was he?"
Hermione stared blankly at Lockhart's madness, daring to call You-Know-Who by name.
"Who knows? Perhaps... he suddenly changed his ways."
Aaron was also using Prank Power for the first time.
He didn't expect that after pranking Lockhart, the other party actually assimilated all the memories of the wizards he had ambushed and Obliviated.
He truly believed he was a great wizard, attempting to prove his greatness by taking on Voldemort.
Well, that makes sense, this was Lockhart's inner knot all along.
The weak always yearn to be strong.
"Speaking of which, the first Dark Lord, Grindelwald, should still be imprisoned in Nurmengard, right?"
Aaron whispered, and Lockhart, who was struggling, paused his movements and immediately started laughing.
"That's right! You won't let me go find Voldemort, so I'll go find the first Dark Lord first."
"I'm going to defeat him in a fair one-on-one fight!"
Lockhart suddenly realized, turned around, and was about to go to the other side.
Hagrid could only hold him tightly with both hands, like holding a child.
"Please don't go to your death, that's Grindelwald!"
Hagrid was going crazy.
Not only did Lockhart want to challenge Voldemort, but he also wanted to challenge Grindelwald.
That was the man who caused turmoil throughout Europe and almost conquered the entire Ministry of Magic.
He fought Dumbledore for half a century.
How could such a powerful figure be insulted by Lockhart?
If he angered him, Grindelwald might just kill Lockhart, take his wand, and easily escape prison.
Lockhart wasn't dealt with yet,
On the other side, Rita also started causing trouble.
"Big news! Gilderoy Lockhart bravely challenges the first and second-generation Dark Lords! I will record the entire process, this will surely make me ascend to the throne of the greatest reporter!"
Lockhart smiled and nodded at her, "Yes, that's right, I will defeat them. Now, you help me get out of here, and when I become the greatest wizard and take charge of the Ministry of Magic, I will appoint you as Lockhart's exclusive reporter, the greatest reporter!"
Rita, who had been fighting him just yesterday, seemed to have forgotten everything today, actually running to help Lockhart break free from Hagrid's restraint.
"It seems Prank Power shouldn't be used carelessly; this thing might lower people's intelligence."
Aaron pondered.
It made sense, there weren't many intelligent people in The Boys.
Whether ordinary people or superhumans, they all seemed to be missing a screw.
Perhaps they gained power, but they were affected by Prank Power and lost normal human thinking.
"However, Lockhart's strength has indeed increased. Trading his already limited wisdom and sanity for power is also fair."
Prank Power included influencing people's consciousness and potentially randomly granting them special abilities.
It should be known that Hagrid possessed giant blood, standing a full three and a half meters tall.
His physical strength was also far superior to ordinary people.
One punch from him would kill an ordinary wizard on the spot.
With his physique, he could even fight tigers and lions bare-handed.
But at this moment, he could only struggle to restrain Lockhart.
It was evident that Lockhart's physical strength had also been enhanced.
He was practically the Harry Potter version of Gandalf.
It's just that Lockhart's strength was still several mountains short of Gandalf's.
Aaron shook his head, ".Let's go, it's time for your classes."
Mela pouted, "But we've already learned all the first-year courses. I think we can skip a grade and go to second year."
Aaron patted her head, "I think you just want to play."
Mela unnaturally averted her eyes.
"Alright, I'll talk to Dumbledore then. First year and second year are pretty similar anyway, and you'll easily keep up."
Hermione looked at the two with envy.
She was already considered a top student by others, but compared to Kara, Mela, she was nothing.
After Kara and her went to class,
Aaron went to the library again to study spells.
[Stasis Force (Deceleration Charm + Weight-Increasing Charm): You can slow down the speed of all objects in the world, including organic and inorganic matter, energy, and entities, etc.]
[Finite Incantatem (Finite Incantatem + Disillusionment Charm + Stop Spell, etc.): You can stop all magic and spells based on or below the level of magic you have mastered.]
[IF Conditional Spell (Age Line + Anti-Gravity Mist + Summoning Charm, etc.): You can freely apply IF conditions to spells, thereby creating special spells that can be cast under different environments and conditions.]
Chapter 369: Protective Charm of Love, A Sensation in the Wizarding World
"Stasis Force? It's somewhat similar to the Stasis Force in the DC Universe. If I get the chance, I can fuse with the Stasis Force to strengthen this ability."
Aaron scanned Finite Incantatem and looked at the IF Conditional Spell.
"This spell... is a bit interesting."
"It can trigger magical effects by setting conditions. In other words, it can customize different magic without limits."
"For example, draw a line. If the person who crosses it is an adult, then they can pass. Otherwise, they will be blocked outside the line, or even attacked by magic."
"The upper limit that this spell can reach depends on the person casting the magic, which is me."
"As for the conditions for judgment, there are too many options for this thing. It can be said to be a universal spell."
"Interesting."
Aaron's eyes lit up, recalling the magic of the Harry Potter Worldview, which indeed had many connections with this IF Conditional Spell.
Although the magic system in this world was not clear and its upper limit was not high, it could still make magic so elaborate.
Things like the Muggle-Repelling Charm, Point Me, Arania Exumai, Age Line, Fidelius Charm, etc.,
They seemed not strong, but the complexity they contained did not seem like something a normal magical world like Harry Potter could produce.
"Perhaps, the IF Conditional Spell is one of the underlying rules of the Harry Potter World."
"After I fused many spells, I therefore fused this special characteristic."
Aaron's mind was racing, and the conclusions he reached were increasingly leaning towards the truth.
"If the IF Conditional Spell is the core of the Harry Potter World, then what about the magic of love on Harry Potter? Does it overlap with the IF Conditional Spell?"
The magic in the Harry Potter World is very idealistic.
It's like a piece of code; the prerequisites and triggers of spells are all written by the wizard.
Among them, the most unexplainable was the magic of love that Harry Potter's mother, Lily Potter, cast on him before her death.
Then there was the blood magic Dumbledore cast on that magic.
The magic of love is an ancient magic. The prerequisite for casting the magic is to protect another person, or object, or a certain area out of love, and to choose to die when one could clearly live. Then this magic can be triggered.
Once triggered, the enemy cannot directly or indirectly harm the person or object protected by love, and it is permanently effective.
Lily protected Harry Potter before she died, thus deflecting Voldemort's Killing Curse.
And for more than ten years afterward, Voldemort was unable to attack or touch Harry Potter.
Including his Death Eaters.
This magic can also be considered the strongest defensive magic in the Harry Potter World.
Later, before Harry Potter's first death, he cast the magic of love on Hogwarts.
Thus, Voldemort was also unable to harm Harry Potter's classmates.
It can be said that the magic of love is the core that runs through the entire Harry Potter timeline.
It is truly the most unexplainable magic.
Even Voldemort, the most powerful Black Wizard in history, met his demise then and there.
Even after resurrecting with Harry's blood, although he was no longer repelled by the magic of love, it indirectly gave Harry an immortal buff.
To some extent, love is Harry Potter's strongest power.
Aaron naturally wouldn't let go of the magic of love.
Leaving the library,
Time came to dinner in the afternoon,
This time, Aaron chose a spot close to Harry.
Without the other party noticing, he conveniently fused Harry Potter's hair.
[Protective Charm of Love: You have mastered the Protective Charm of Love. Your endless love can transform into the most formidable shield in the world, constantly protecting those you love and need to protect. Enemies will be unable to harm or even touch the object protected by love. As long as love does not disappear, the protection will not disappear, until Eternity! (If the person who casts the love dies, then the love will be infinite!)]
[Bloodline Protection: Based on the Protective Charm of Love, as long as the person blessed by love is near the caster's relatives, they will not be found or harmed by enemies.]
"Protective Charm of Love, infinite?"
Aaron murmured in his heart, and for some reason, a scene flashed through his mind.
A certain person who wished to remain anonymous: I said the Earth is round, they didn't believe me, called me crazy, wanted to hit me, and said I didn't understand love, and then it was infinite love.
If the Protective Charm of Love is the strongest defensive magic, then the infinite love from Xianjian is the most unreasonable offensive skill.
No matter how reasonable you are, I don't understand, so just take my infinite love first.
Looking at the description of the Protective Charm of Love's feedback,
Aaron always felt that this trait was a bit eerie.
As long as the person who casts the love dies, the love becomes infinite, forever frozen in that moment.
Then the protection can protect forever?
Isn't that a bit unreasonable?
Of course, this magic also has flaws.
Because the caster needs to set an "enemy."
Only the enemy cannot harm or even touch the person protected by love.
Others can, however.
"What if this enemy is implicitly set as 'everything' using hypnotic or psychic means?"
Aaron thought of exploiting a bug again.
A feedback came from the unseen, saying that this bug shouldn't be exploited.
"Although I can't exploit bugs, with the Heart of Love and Heart of Love that I possess, it will definitely be much stronger than the Protective Charm of Love cast by ordinary people."
Aaron directly ignored the infinite love.
He had no intention of dying for anyone.
"Dad, what are you thinking about?"
Mela blinked, as if sensing something.
Aaron smiled, "I'm thinking, maybe I can give you some necessary protection."
"What?" Kara looked up, confused.
"Love."
Aaron flicked his finger, and the power of love surged into Kara, Mela, and Hermione.
They only felt as if something inexplicable had been added to their bodies, but this feeling quickly disappeared.
"What is the protection of love? Is it like the power of love that the little mothers have?"
Kara immediately thought of the changes in Diana and the others.
Because of the bond of love, all the little mothers' love for Dad was transformed into a continuous stream of power, making their strength rise to another level.
Kara prided herself on her deep love for Dad, but she regretted not joining the collective bond.
"No, this Protective Charm of Love will protect you from the wizards of this world."
Aaron shook his head.
Combining the IF Conditional Spell and the Protective Charm of Love, he could set "enemies" as harmful magic.
Of course, this consumed a lot of his magic power. Throughout the Harry Potter Worldview, only he could achieve this step.
Kara was a little disappointed, but hearing that this protection came from Aaron's love, she became happy again.
"So, I'm always protected by Dad, right?"
Mela, hearing this, also became excited.
Hermione's expression was quite strange. Protective Charm of Love? Was she also protected?
That's... amazing!
Just as everyone was lost in their thoughts,
A cacophony of flapping wings came from outside the castle.
Everyone looked out in confusion,
Only to see owl after owl struggling to squeeze through the windows.
The small windows were like a monster spawn cage, with dozens of owls squeezing in within seconds.
To the horror of the crowd,
These owls clumsily flew and circled above the Gryffindor dining table, finally locking onto their target and releasing their letters when they reached above Aaron's head.
Envelopes rained down continuously.
Soon, a "mountain of letters" piled up in front of Aaron.
The owls behind continued to arrive without diminishing.
The surrounding companions' mouths dropped wide open, completely stunned.
"What... what's going on?"
Ron shrieked.
Neville leaned over and said strangely, "Don't you know? Aaron has already been in the Daily Prophet. It's said that this issue of the Daily Prophet sold out directly. I guess these letters are all thank-you letters?"
"But... why are they all thanking Aaron!"
Ron was envious; he was stealing too much thunder. He only dared to dream of such a thing.
"Wait!"
Ron's face suddenly turned pale. He thought of a terrifying idea and swallowed with difficulty.
"Could it be... these are all love letters?"
"Will Mrs. Molly Weasley be among them?"
Suddenly,
Ron's vision was drawn to an owl.
His eyes instantly became vacant.
He watched as the owl passed through him, came to Aaron's head, and dropped an envelope.
There's no mistake.
That's their family's owl!
It's over!