Chapter 379: Journey to the Magic School, Harry's Change
In the days that followed, Hogwarts was unexpectedly peaceful.
All the young wizards found that the professors in the school always looked grim and hurried about.
Even some studious wizards found it difficult to find their teachers.
It seemed these teachers were all busy with something.
If that matter only caused confusion, then another matter caused fright.
In the past, Snape treated all students, except those from Slytherin, equally poorly.
But these past few days, Snape had uncharacteristically shown extra consideration for Gryffindor.
Hmm, during every Potions class, he was quite lenient with deducting points, at least much better than Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.
For Snape, deducting fewer points was special treatment.
After all, they weren't Slytherin.
Even more surprising was that Snape's impression of Harry had improved significantly; he no longer mocked or reprimanded him at every turn, nor did he arbitrarily deduct points or deliberately target him.
He even seemed somewhat ingratiating towards Melaand Kara.
This was outrageous!
This made other wizards suspect that Snape had been taught a lesson by Aaron.
Only Harry, Kara, and Mela, as parties involved, knew the reason.
Harry felt a complex mix of emotions, even giving Ron perfunctory answers when he spoke to him.
When Ron said that Snape must be trying to deal with Harry, he was instead angrily rebuked by Harry.
Coupled with Neville becoming Aaron's little fan, the bridge of friendship between this new 'Iron Trio' was tottering.
In a flash, Ron realized that he had been abandoned just like that.
He disliked Aaron, but Neville was very grateful to him.
He hated Snape, but Harry was like an M, enjoying it more the more he was abused.
As soon as someone was a little nice to him, he considered them a good person.
And he, Ron, the one who gossiped behind people's backs, was the bad guy.
This world was truly strange.
Even his sister, Ginny, hadn't been speaking to him lately.
Instead, she was exchanging glances with Kara and Mela.
She's only 11!
You already understand how to play the 'daughter' card.
What will happen when you grow up?
Damn it!
If only I were that handsome!
Ron was indignant.
Everyone else, however, was steadily improving.
After completing their seventh-year knowledge, Kara and Mela began studying Dark Magic and Ancient Magic from the Restricted Section.
Ancient Magic is broadly categorized.
After the reform of the wizarding world, any magic that is complex to cast, extremely difficult, and unsuitable for widespread use can be considered Ancient Magic.
These ancient spells, passed down from antiquity, are often strange and difficult, but their effects are not necessarily good.
However, there are also some special Ancient Magic, such as Bloodline Magic, Love Magic, the Hogwarts Wards, etc., whose effects even the most top-tier wizards today are helpless against.
These Ancient Magic often touch upon the fundamental rules of that world.
Perhaps they appear rarely and are known by few, but they contain terrifying potential.
At least for Kara and Mela, these Ancient Magic can indeed enhance their power to a certain extent.
Especially Kara, as a Supergirl, once she learns these special spells, she will be even more at ease when facing magic-side heroes in the future.
Aaron, on the other hand, had already finished learning Hogwarts' millennia-old magical inventory.
He turned his attention to the other ten magic schools.
The Harry Potter World has a total of eleven magic schools, distributed all over the world.
Even Africa has its own Uagadou School of Magic, and it specializes in high-difficulty wandless casting.
In Europe, there are Hogwarts in Britain, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France, and Durmstrang in Northern Europe, near Russia.
Aaron was first invited to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, where Fleur was.
He also had a letter of introduction from Dumbledore.
When Olympe Maxime, the Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, who had giant blood, learned of Aaron's existence from Dumbledore, she immediately enthusiastically invited Aaron to freely visit the school library.
She also specifically arranged for Fleur to accompany him.
Beauxbatons Academy of Magic is not like the movie, where there are only female wizards.
In fact, there are many male wizards in this school.
It's just that the most outstanding wizards are female, and they are in the majority.
Of course, this is probably also related to the fact that there are no 'real men' left in France.
Aaron's arrival made the male wizards of Hogwartsendlessly grateful, and the female wizards shed tears.
But it made the female wizards of Beauxbatons greet him enthusiastically, as for the male wizards...
They had been suppressed by the large female wizard population and could only envy, be jealous, and hate in secret.
And Fleur, due to her privilege, became the most prominent witch in the school.
However, Fleur, due to her Veela blood, was also the most beautiful witch in the school.
Although everyone was envious, they also knew their place.
Except for the future Gabrielle, perhaps no witch could compare to Fleur.
Aaron did not stay here for long.
Compared to Hogwarts, this school had a slightly smaller reserve of magic.
And most of it was repetitive.
These spells merely filled the database of the primal furnace.
And along with Marvel and DC magic, they formed a more complete and grand magical system.
It covered all aspects such as daily life, combat, sealing, and healing.
The magic of the Harry Potter World is actually more geared towards daily life.
A week later, Aaron left Beauxbatons and headed to the cradle of Dark Wizards—Durmstrang.
Durmstrang Institute is the only school that teaches Dark Magic as part of its regular curriculum.
It is also the largest producer of Black Wizards.
Moreover, it does not admit Muggle-born students.
It was the favorite place of the two Dark Lords, both past and present.
Especially the first Dark Lord, Grindelwald, who graduated from this school.
So, it was not surprising that there were many Death Eaters here.
It was truly famous (infamous).
Initially, Igor Karkaroff, the Headmaster of Durmstrang, did not welcome the unfamiliar Aaron.
It wasn't until he saw Dumbledore's letter stating that Aaron was a wizard who surpassed him, undoubtedly the greatest wizard, that Igor Karkaroff became submissive and amiable, with an almost fawning smile on his face.
Aaron knew that Igor Karkaroff himself was one of the original Death Eaters.
However, Aaron had no other opinions about him or this place.
In Aaron's eyes, both Grindelwald and Voldemort were just playing house.
As long as they didn't disturb his studies, it was fine.
He just wanted to quietly read books and be a quiet, handsome man.
Compared to Beauxbatons, Durmstrang Institute had more male wizards.
But precisely because of this, Aaron was even more cautious.
After all, he was a male with normal orientation.
There were indeed many '0s and 1s' here! (Translator's note: This is a slang term in Chinese web novels referring to homosexuals, '0' being the submissive partner and '1' being the dominant partner).
Chapter 380: Hogwarts in Action, Voldemort's Pain
While Aaron was studying magic all over the world, Hogwarts was searching for horcruxes all over the world.
The locations of the horcruxes were personally chosen by Voldemort, absolutely reliable and hidden places.
Only Tom Riddle's diary and Hufflepuff's Cup were entrusted to two important subordinates for safekeeping.
And when he handed them over, Voldemort didn't even mention the importance of these items.
He merely gave them as valuable treasures, instructing them to keep them safe.
Hufflepuff's Cup was placed by his most trusted Death Eater, Bellatrix, in the Lestrange family vault—located within Gringotts, run by goblins for generations.
Gringotts was known as the safest place in the world, well, except for Hogwarts.
On the way to the vault, besides the strictly guarded goblin guards, there were countless mechanisms and magical wards, as well as a fierce dragon.
Unless one was a member of the Lestrange family, no one else had the right to open the vault.
The goblins would never allow outsiders to take anything.
Currently, only two members of the Lestrange family survive in the world: Rodolphus Lestrange and Bellatrix, both of whom are Voldemort's most loyal Death Eaters.
And both of them are currently residing in Azkaban. Barring any accidents, no one can take Hufflepuff's golden cup.
Tom Riddle's diary, on the other hand, was given to Lucius Malfoy.
However, Voldemort could never have imagined that Lucius would be so foolish, not only choosing to find excuses to escape punishment during the trial, but also continuously selling Voldemort's possessions and throwing the diary to the Weasley family.
As for the other horcruxes,
Each one was hidden deeper than the last.
Nagini was always kept under Voldemort's watchful eye.
As for Ravenclaw's Diadem, it was located on a plaster statue in the Room of Requirement.
Among the contemporary wizards at Hogwarts, no more than a handful knew about the Room of Requirement.
And there were too many miscellaneous items in the Room of Requirement, so many that no one knew exactly what was inside.
Theoretically, unless Voldemort himself spoke of it, it would be impossible to find.
However, in the original story, divine power could not contend with fate.
Voldemort wanted to hide in plain sight, but Harry, with his protagonist's luck, played the game of the hidden lamp.
With hardly any effort, he found Ravenclaw's Diadem, which was the least likely to be found.
As a leader, it wasn't easy for Voldemort to hide things everywhere from all his subordinates.
But alas, he was the villain,
And villains are destined to be eliminated.
It wasn't until Hogwarts had dealt with all the horcruxes, and only Nagini and Harry remained, that he realized:
He was almost finished!
Then he frantically gathered his subordinates to attack Hogwarts.
On his side were numerous forces such as giants, giant spiders, werewolves, and the Ministry of Magic. In contrast, the side of justice only had Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix, a mere handful of people.
How could he lose with dragons on his face?
If Voldemort had just found a few random stones, imbued his soul into them, and casually tossed them into some mountain crevices, no one would have been able to find them.
As long as the horcruxes weren't destroyed, it didn't matter if Voldemort couldn't find them himself, because he wouldn't die and would eventually be resurrected.
However, his vanity and arrogance, stemming from his bloodline, compelled him to use the world's most precious artifacts as his horcruxes.
If he didn't die, who would?
Although Aaron only listed the names of the horcruxes,
This much information was enough to reveal many things.
The first to be found was Marvolo Gaunt's ring.
In the original story, Dumbledore was affected by the Resurrection Stone on the ring, wanting to use it to save his sister. After putting on the ring, he was harmed by the protective curse on it.
Even with the help of Potions Master Snape, the injury could not be treated.
The curse could only be temporarily confined to his arm.
But this time,
Dumbledore, for safety's sake, specifically sought out Snape, and then formally invited Kara and Mela.
This allowed Dumbledore to avoid repeating past mistakes at the critical moment.
Horcruxes are very difficult to destroy.
Ordinary magic and methods cannot destroy horcruxes at all.
Only Fiendfyre, a dark magic, can.
However, Hogwarts has another, even better method—the Sword of Gryffindor.
This is a powerful magical artifact that can absorb special substances to strengthen itself.
Only those with Gryffindor qualities, meaning brave individuals, can truly wield it.
After killing the Basilisk, the Sword of Gryffindorabsorbed the Basilisk venom, thus gaining the ability to destroy horcruxes.
Although this time the Basilisk was petrified by Aaron,
They still found a way to poison the Sword of Gryffindor.
With one strike, they split Marvolo Gaunt's ring.
Subsequently,
Dumbledore and the others, with the help of Kara's Super Vision,
Discovered the golden cup located in Gringotts.
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This time, Dumbledore personally intervened, successfully deceiving the goblins and destroying Hufflepuff's golden cup without anyone knowing.
Finally, only Salazar Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's Diadem, and Nagini remained.
The locket was preserved in a cave Tom had visited in his youth and was protected by powerful dark magic.
And Harry still hadn't found the Room of Requirement. Even Dumbledore, who once took a wrong turn while going to the bathroom and stumbled into the Room of Requirement,
Only saw all sorts of exquisite chamber pots that time, and had no mind to look for a diadem.
Although Kara can see through obstacles to things she wants to see,
Her Super Vision is not Heimdall's All-Seeing Eye after all.
Moreover, she is currently only a twelve-year-old girl. Although she consciously spent more time in the sun, she has not evolved to Silver Age Superman level.
The Room of Requirement possesses a powerful magical barrier. Unless its mechanism is triggered, even Dumbledore, as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, cannot find its location.
So Kara couldn't see the Room of Requirement, let alone find the small diadem from countless areas and clutter within it.
Under normal circumstances, Dumbledore and the others would simply not be able to find all the horcruxes.
Out of necessity,
They could only turn to Aaron again.
Hoping to get more clues.
At the same time,
Voldemort's main soul was attached to a shriveled, withered infant.
This was an extremely crude body he had created using special potions.
He had originally possessed Quirrell, hoping to obtain the philosopher's stone to resurrect himself.
However, the mission ultimately failed, Quirrell died,
And he had no choice but to possess small animals to escape.
To facilitate his resurrection, he then managed to create this fragile body.
Although it was so weak that it couldn't even beat a three-year-old child,
At least it was his own body.
However,
On the day the Chamber of Secrets was discovered and 16-year-old Tom died,
Voldemort was studying how to create an opportunity to capture Harry for his resurrection when,
He suddenly felt a pain emanating from his soul.
He was very familiar with that kind of pain.
"Cruciatus Curse?!"
"How could this be?"
"Wait, there's something else!"
"This is... fear?! No!!!"
"Who is trying to harm me?!"
Chapter 381: Voldemort and Peter Pettigrew, Curse Speculation
Voldemort was tormented by multiple debuffs, and in his infant body, he let out sharp wails of pain.
"Master, Master? What's wrong with you?"
A short, stout man resembling a rat scurried over like a ball.
Peter Pettigrew looked at Voldemort, timidly reaching out his hand but not daring to touch him.
The lingering power Voldemort left behind had imprinted nightmarish memories in the hearts of these Death Eaters.
This appearance made Peter look even more like a human-shaped, scurrying rat.
"Damn it! What have I left behind outside?"
"Someone is using my relics to cast an evil curse on me!"
"Find him for me! Kill him! Ah!!!"
Voldemort was in agony. Because his body was too young and not fully developed, he couldn't even control it.
He was so pained that he urinated uncontrollably.
Some of it splattered on Peter's face, but Peter didn't even dare to wipe it off; it was his master's "one-two-three" blessing!
Even though Voldemort was now so weak that Peter could beat him, Peter dared not harbor any disloyal thoughts.
Because after betraying James and Lily, he had already passed the point of no return.
Anyone could defect, but he, absolutely, could not be accepted by anyone.
Moreover,
Sirius was looking for him!
"Yes, yes! My great Master, I'll wash you first."
Peter, with a restrained and pitiful smile, carefully picked up Voldemort.
"Damn it, what's on you? Ugh~ It hurts! It stinks! Who told you to touch me? Go wash yourself first!"
"Useless, all useless!"
Voldemort cursed loudly, but the pain from their soul connection made him too weak to struggle.
"What's been happening at Hogwarts recently?"
Peter timidly recounted the recent events.
He didn't know about the diary, only the widely known incident of the Basilisk injuring the cat.
"Haha, so someone opened the Chamber of Secrets, and the Basilisk came out!"
"Hogwarts must be in a lot of trouble! That was specifically left by the Head of Slytherin back then, a pet used to eliminate Muggle-born wizards."
"So how many people died at Hogwarts this time? Ten? Twenty?"
Voldemort laughed through his pain, and in his pleasure, the torment brought by the evil curse deep within his soul seemed to lessen slightly.
"Master... Master, the Basilisk..." Peter dared not speak, stammering and hesitating for a long time.
"Speak!"
"The Basilisk only petrified Filch's cat."
"Oh, so it was that foolish Squib. I hope he and his cat die together, it's an insult to wizarding blood!"
Voldemort said "Oh," and then asked, "And what else?"
"Nothing..."
"Just one cat? And only petrified?"
Yes, yes."
"Damn Dumbledore, I didn't expect him to react so quickly. He truly is my lifelong enemy!"
Voldemort cursed viciously, "What about the Basilisk? As long as it's still here, it will clear out more Mugglewizards."
"The Basilisk… it's dead."
"It was killed by a wizard from the East named Aaron."
Upon hearing Dumbledore's name, Peter lowered his head and stammered.
"Aaron? Never heard of him. A mere foreign wizard daring to interfere in European magical affairs? He's practically asking for death!"
Voldemort snorted coldly, then said in a chilling voice, "Once I fully recover my strength, I will kill him for ruining my plans!"
"What else? A wizard capable of casting such a powerful curse on me must be a strong wizard skilled in Dark Arts."
"Dumbledore might be capable, but he wouldn't do such a thing."
"Severus… he couldn't possibly."
"So… who could it be? Could it be the fool Dumbledoredefeated—Grindelwald?"
"If it were him, it's possible he'd cast a dark curse on me, but has he already left Nurmengard prison?"
"Hmm, as Dumbledore's 'good friend,' it's only natural for him to attack me. It seems I'll have to deal with him once I recover."
"Isn't it better for a loser to stay in prison and await death?"
Peter really wanted to say, "You've also failed."
But he didn't dare to gamble whether Voldemort, in his current state, would hit him with an Avada Kedavra.
After Voldemort finished muttering, Peter cautiously said, "Master, I heard a rumor that Aaron is a very powerful wizard. He has two daughters, named Kara and Mela, who possess magical talent that has even Dumbledoreastonished."
"It is said… that at only twelve years old, they self-taught all their courses and skipped to become second-year students in their second week of school."
"As of today, there are reports that they already possess the magical strength of excellent adult graduating wizards, and recently they've been studying extracurricular spell knowledge in the library."
"As their father, Aaron's magical strength is a mystery, but he can converse cheerfully with Dumbledore, and even Snape is quite wary of him."
"I wonder… could he be the one plotting against you?"
"Master? Master?!"
Peter noticed Voldemort wasn't reacting and called out again.
Voldemort looked up, "Peter, what nonsense are you spouting!"
Voldemort prided himself on having the greatest magical talent in history, an undisputed first.
If only he hadn't been careless and caught off guard by Lily.
He would have definitely broken through Hogwarts, killed Dumbledore, and ruled the entire magical world by now.
Yet even he, in his second year, was merely a relatively good wizard.
His magical strength was at most equivalent to a fifth-year student.
Now you're telling me someone is even more amazing than me?
"It's impossible for such an amazing wizard to exist in this world, and it shouldn't!"
"Peter, go kill them!"
Peter was stunned, pointing at himself, "Me?!"
"What, you who graduated more than ten years ago, who even dared to stand against my great power with Jamesand the others, now you don't dare to deal with two mere twelve-year-old little witches?"
"Are you suggesting I have to do it myself?!"
Hearing Voldemort's increasingly dark and cold voice, Peter's expression changed drastically, and he hastily said, "No, Master doesn't need to act, I'll go, I'll definitely go!"
"It's just that now, besides me, who else can take care of you, Master, when I'm gone?"
"With all due respect, Malfoy and Snape are both unreliable."
"Only I am loyal to you!"
"Enough! Two mere little witches, I can crush them with a single finger."
Voldemort angrily retorted, "I'm not asking you to deal with Aaron. I will personally act then and let him know that I am the King of the European magical world!"
"Yes, yes, yes…"
Peter dared not say more, only secretly terrified.
If he could, he really didn't want to step into Hogwartsagain.
Even if he could easily enter through Ron, he only dared to scurry around in the night in his rat form.
If it weren't for the fact that no one outside their small group knew he was an illegal Animagus, with Dumbledore's intelligence, he really wouldn't dare to show his face.
Show his face and be instantly killed!
Peter was helpless and could only procrastinate.
But a thought suddenly struck him.
If Kara and Mela's magical talent was real.
Then for every day he delayed now, would the success rate of the assassination decrease?
By the end of the semester, would they have mastered the strength level of a seasoned wizard? Could he really deal with them then?
Or… should he act first? Yi Ming I Ni 4 Wu Chu Si Jiu Ba.
Chapter 382: Dumbledore's Plea, Special Power
When Aaron received the request from Dumbledore and others,
He had just finished melting down all the books from Durmstrang Institute.
Durmstrang is different from Hogwarts and Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.
Here, they basically only teach Dark Arts.
White magic is limited to some common everyday spells.
Such as Reparo, Expelliarmus.
If it involves certain special areas, or uncommon White Magic, then it will definitely not be seen here.
What Aaron gained most here was various Dark Arts.
Much more than expected, not just the pitifully few Dark Arts shown in the original work.
After successively melting down the spells from the three major magic schools,
Aaron vaguely discovered some clues.
Perhaps, after melting down all the magic of this world, there could be some special gains?
Just like The Boys' Prank Power.
This is a special power unique to that world.
This gave Aaron the idea of directly melting down the entire Harry Potter World.
After all, there is no OAA or supreme god here.
No one can stop him.
However, Aaron felt that things hadn't reached that point yet.
According to his plan, he only needed to visit all the current magic academies, and that would be enough.
01 Upon learning of Dumbledore's plea,
Aaron, at Igor Karkaroff's reluctant repeated invitation, instantly left Durmstrang School.
This made Karkaroff's face turn slightly pale.
Here, there were also spells that restricted Apparition!
But in front of Aaron, they had no effect.
Which means,
If Aaron wanted to do something,
No one in the school could stop him.
"Damn it, how did such a powerful wizard appear in the magical world? Is the magical world about to usher in new turmoil again?"
Karkaroff had once been a Death Eater and was quite fond of Voldemort's methods.
But after narrowly escaping judgment, he couldn't help but worry about Voldemort's resurrection and his subsequent reckoning.
The thought of a second Voldemort possibly emerging filled him with immense anxiety.
Even though he was a Headmaster, a powerful senior wizard, in front of a wizard of Voldemort's caliber, he was simply insignificant.
Show his face and be instantly killed!
"Dumbledore, I hope you're reliable. You're going to die soon, I still have a long way to go!"
Dumbledore was over a hundred years old; even if he wasn't killed by other wizards, he didn't have many years left to live.
If Dumbledore died, he died, but these "young" wizards would truly be miserable.
Dumbledore didn't know what Karkaroff was thinking.
Upon Aaron's return,
He immediately summoned everyone to the Headmaster's Office.
This time, he had removed and shielded all the portraits of previous Headmasters.
Among them were some Headmasters from Slytherin, and no one knew if they would side with Voldemort and betray Hogwarts.
"Alright, no more idle talk. Before they arrive, write me a few letters, just like before."
Dumbledore deliberated, "You mean you're going to all the magic schools?"
Aaron nodded.
Dumbledore hesitated to speak.
He really wanted to ask if it was necessary. Mastering so much magic didn't seem to have much meaning.
However, he didn't say it. Since Aaron was doing this, he must have his reasons.
All he could do was provide some support under reasonable circumstances.
After all, whether he wrote the letter or not wouldn't affect Aaron's "visit" to those schools.
With Aaron's strength,
Dumbledore didn't think anyone could stop him.
Perhaps,
Only if all the wizards in the entire world acted together could they possibly defeat Aaron.
But that wasn't realistic.
"Alright, but I want to remind you that while I have a certain prestige in the international magical community, my letters of introduction may not be effective."
"It's fine." Aaron waved his hand dismissively. Jiu Lin Lu Shi Liu Qi Ba Er Ba.
No one could stop him from doing what he wanted.
He just didn't want to be too presumptuous.
This was also a form of self-restraint.
Dumbledore subtly said, "My point is, if they have any extreme remarks, I can actually step in for you."
The unspoken meaning of these words was: "Big shot, take it easy, don't be too ruthless."
In fact,
At first glance, the wizards of the Harry Potter World all seem fragile; they would die if stabbed in a vital spot.
But in reality, for a top wizard like Dumbledore, it's no longer a matter of mere numbers.
If Dumbledore were to do evil, he alone could suppress all the professors and wizards in Hogwarts.
There would only be one possible outcome: Dumbledore's victory!
And Aaron would only destroy all magical schools even more decisively.
If it were a magical school with a long history like Hogwarts, it might be able to contend with him a bit with his support.
But if it were Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on Mount Greylock in Massachusetts, USA...
Aaron might just use a casual AOE spell and sweep everything away.
After all, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is only a three-hundred-year-old academy with no historical foundation.
When it was first founded, the initial Headmaster and her student children combined almost couldn't defeat a Black Wizard who graduated from Hogwarts.
Although over the past three hundred years, as the United States grew stronger, this magical school also developed rapidly.
It was even considered one of the greatest magical schools, known for being the most democratic and inclusive.
But in reality, in the international magical community, Ilvermorny is still generally looked down upon.
Its strength is undoubtedly the weakest.
Aaron nodded noncommittally.
This made Dumbledore uncertain, but he couldn't get any more promises from Aaron.
After all, even he needed to ask Aaron for help.
Other matters could only be left to fate.
Soon, Snape, McGonagall, Kara, Mela, and Harrygathered together.
Just as Dumbledore was about to inquire about the remaining horcruxes,
Aaron raised a hand to stop him.
He looked outside with an inscrutable expression.
"I almost forgot about you, little rat."
This left the others puzzled. What did he mean?
"Harry, has Ron been with you lately?"
Harry nodded, bewildered, and looked at Aaronnervously.
For some reason, Harry felt more pressure facing Aaronthan he did facing Voldemort.
He later understood why.
Although Voldemort was evil and terrifying, he couldn't kill him, but Aaron truly could kill him!
"Then, do you know about his rat?"
Harry paused, trying to recall, and said uncertainly: "It seems... Scabbers has been with Ron these past few days?"
Dumbledore's expression gradually became serious.
He hadn't paid attention before, but now, he vaguely had a guess.
Aaron wouldn't say anything irrelevant.
So... Dumbledore and McGonagall exchanged glances.
"Scabbers is an Animagus?!"
Chapter 383: The Biggest Blunder, Kara, Mela's Magical Trial
"What is an Animagus?"
Harry asked instinctively, completely unaware of the seriousness of the question.
"You can think of an Animagus as a special kind of Transfiguration, which allows a wizard to transform into a non-magical creature. It's a very difficult and advanced magic."
McGonagall explained casually.
"Like the cat you turned into before?"
Harry suddenly understood, but then felt confused: "But Ron said that Scabbers the rat has been living with their family for twelve years."
"Wait, you mean... twelve years?!"
Dumbledore and the other two changed their expressions simultaneously.
Generally, rats cannot live that long.
Ordinary rats have a lifespan of only a few years at most.
Even magical rats, with careful care, usually cannot live beyond ten years.
Scabbers could be one year, two years, or even twenty years, but why specifically twelve years?
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Harry hadn't reacted, still feeling bewildered.
He didn't know why Dumbledore and the others were reacting so strongly.
"Harry, how old are you now?" Snape said in a deep voice.
"Twelve."
Harry had just finished speaking when he reacted, his voice trembling slightly: "No... it's nothing big, is it? It's just a coincidence."
"Scabbers is just an old rat that lives long, has patchy fur, and is missing a toe..."
"Hmm? What did you say?"
Snape suddenly stepped forward, looking down at Harry, "You said Scabbers is missing a toe?!"
"Yes, everyone in our dormitory knows, Hermione knows too."
"Apparently, Scabbers was originally Ron's older brother's pet rat, and then it was passed down to Ron."
As Harry spoke, he noticed Dumbledore and the others becoming increasingly serious.
Dumbledore murmured: "That night... Sirius betrayed James and Lily, which led to Voldemort finding them and murdering them."
"It was also that night that Peter Pettigrew was cruelly killed by Sirius during the pursuit, dying heroically."
"At the scene, we only found an index finger, and after testing, it was confirmed to belong to Peter Pettigrew."
"For this, the Ministry of Magic even specially awarded him a First Class Order of Merlin to commend Peter's bravery."
"As for Sirius, who is your godfather, he was captured and sent to Azkaban..."
Harry was initially very angry, but as he listened, his face turned to horror.
"Scabbers is missing an index finger from its right paw!"
Snape's face was ashen, "So... we might have made a huge mistake!"
"Wormtail isn't dead. He's an illegal Animagus. Twelve years ago, as the Secret-Keeper, he betrayed James and Lily, framed Sirius, and faked his own Death."
"Then, he transformed into Scabbers and hid in the Weasley household for twelve years!"
To be honest,
This statement was truly too sensational.
This might be the biggest blunder in the magical world for many years.
The true hero was imprisoned in Azkaban, kissing Dementors.
Meanwhile, the traitor received the highest honor in the magical world, being praised as a hero for twelve years.
Harry stammered: "No, it can't be? That's twelve years!"
Who could continuously pretend to be a rat for twelve years without going mad?!
This question also puzzled Dumbledore and the others.
When they looked to Aaron for confirmation,
Aaron slowly nodded.
"Congratulations, you guessed correctly!"
Everyone's heart sank.
Two words flashed through their minds simultaneously: It's over!
Dumbledore was the first to react, "Is Wormtail Peter inside Hogwarts?"
"Harry, where's Ron?"
The thought of the Black Wizard Peter infiltrating their headquarters made even Dumbledore's back chill.
Hogwarts claimed to have the strongest wards in the magical world, making it the most impregnable place.
But who would have thought that a Black Wizard had been in Hogwarts for so many years without being discovered?
The thought alone was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Harry snapped out of it, his speech becoming disjointed, "Ron, Ron should be in the dormitory? Maybe in the common room?"
Aaron's expression suddenly became playful.
"Interesting. Kara, Mela, you two go back."
Kara looked over, her eyes a bit confused.
"When guests come from afar, you two always have to entertain them well."
Kara reacted, saying with great enthusiasm: "Father, leave it to us."
Finally... finally, some action!
"Is Wormtail after Kara and Mela?"
McGonagall reacted, her face changing drastically, and immediately drew her wand, ready to set off.
But someone was faster than McGonagall.
Upon confirming that it was the damned Wormtail who had betrayed Lily, Snape felt rage surge through him.
Wormtail had bullied him with James and the others back then.
Later, he betrayed Lily, leading to the discovery of Lily's house.
The new and old grudges made Snape wish he could tear Peter into a million pieces.
So, upon learning that Peter was heading towards the second-year girls' dormitory, Snape darted towards the door.
He wanted to catch Peter and interrogate him about why he betrayed Lily.
They were the best of friends, so trusted...
If it were him, he would rather die than betray.
That was Lily!
"Hey, don't try to snatch him from us."
Kara said, no longer concealing her true identity, and pulling Mela, she transformed into a blur and vanished.
Snape and the others only felt a gust of wind pass by them, and the Headmaster's Office door had opened at some point.
Looking at the open door and the vanished Kara, Mela,
Snape was quite in disbelief.
It was one thing for Aaron to use spatial magic, ignoring the wards, but why could two twelve-year-old girls do it too?!
This really makes them, these adult wizards, lose a lot of face!
"Apparition?"
"No."
Aaron shook his head, "It's purely because the speed is fast enough."
"Pure speed?"
Dumbledore opened his mouth, then closed it.
Snape's mouth twitched. It was confirmed: he was a giant dragon in human skin! (Good for him) That speed just now definitely surpassed the speed of sound.
No, you're all humanoid monsters, why are you still learning magic?
You're already invincible!
Even Voldemort, caught off guard, would have to kneel!
Gryffindor second-year witch dormitory.
Peter Pettigrew cautiously moved through the corridor using the shadows, maintaining complete silence throughout.
In this form, no one could know his location except for the Marauder's Map.
And the Marauder's Map had already been confiscated by Filch, that Squib. With his reclusive personality, it was impossible for him to mention the Marauder's Map, let alone hand it over.
Of course, besides their original small group, no one else knew how to use the Marauder's Map.
So,
his disguise was perfect!
Until… "There's a mouse here!"
Peter had just passed through a shadow when he was obscured by two figures.
It was none other than Kara and Mela, who had returned!.
Chapter 384: Is This a Twelve-Year-Old Witch? Voldemort Would Cry Upon Seeing This
"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"
Peter Pettigrew looked up and saw that it was the target of his current mission, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
He cautiously glanced left and right; there was no fourth person, and no fourth soul.
Filch wasn't here, and the poltergeist wasn't here.
Only Kara, Mela, and himself!
Heaven helps me!
He didn't expect this infiltration to be so smooth.
I, Peter Pettigrew, am the greatest infiltrator!
Peter's shifty, rat-like eyes flashed with a fierce light, then quickly returned to his original form.
He was a short, fat man with two protruding buck teeth, resembling a walking giant rat.
"Wow, the mouse has turned into a spirit! What a big rat!"
Mela pretended to be scared and shrank back.
Peter took out his wand from his pocket, chuckled, "Kara, Mela, I regret to inform you that you have become my hostages."
"If you don't want to die, then don't make a sound, otherwise…"
"Otherwise you'll kill us?"
Kara blinked.
"Such a clever little girl." Peter showed a rat-like, sinister smile.
But the next moment—
"Ah ah ah ah! Help! The mouse is killing people!"
"Damn it, shut up! 123"
Seeing Kara suddenly shout for help, Peter was stunned for a moment, then angrily yelled at her.
But Kara didn't stop, and Mela also started screaming.
Peter even heard footsteps approaching from a distance.
"Damn it, you brought this upon yourselves!"
Peter Pettigrew's two small eyes narrowed. Even though he hadn't transformed into his human form for twelve years, he still wielded his wand skillfully.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A ghostly green flash accurately struck Kara.
Kara stopped screaming.
Peter didn't check the effect, and another Curse of Slaying struck Mela.
"I originally just wanted to take you as hostages, but now… I can only say I'm sorry."
"This is my first time killing children, and I can't help it. What can I do? That Dark Lord… you don't know, his power is beyond your imagination!"
"I'm terrified, I have no choice but to do this… Refusing him would bring me no benefit… The one who dies would only be me!"
Peter muttered a few words, as if this would lessen his guilt.
When he was coerced by Voldemort into becoming a spy, he had already made a choice.
This time, it was merely a repetition of the previous psychological preparation, not difficult at all.
But
Kara and Mela picked up their wands.
"How are you unharmed?"
Peter Pettigrew stepped back in shock, "Could it be… could it be that I, Peter, am kind-hearted deep down, and have no intention of killing you?"
He hesitated, looking inward, surprised and yet hopeful.
Perhaps he, Peter Pettigrew, really was a good person?
It's just that before… the crimes he committed were only because he was coerced.
Merlin would understand.
But… "I'm sorry, you must die, I'm out of time."
"Imperius Curse!"
Peter switched to another Unforgivable Curse.
However, his spell still had no effect on Kara and Mela.
"Rat spirit, your magic has no effect on us. We are protected by the Protective Charm of Love; Dad will always protect us from any wizard's harm."
"Now, it's our turn!"
Kara raised her wand, "Avada Kedavra!"
"Damn it!"
Peter's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly dodged.
Theoretically, if a person doesn't harbor murderous intent, even using the Curse of Slaying wouldn't pose a life threat to others.
But Peter didn't dare to gamble.
Although Kara was a twelve-year-old witch, which little witch, barely a month into school, could so skillfully cast an Unforgivable Curse?!
Didn't they say that Light Wizards couldn't cast this spell, and if discovered, they would immediately be sent to Azkaban?
This magic wasn't something a wizard of this age could learn!
Kara's unusual ability made Peter unwilling to take risks.
He raised his hand and cast another Fiendfyre Curse.
Peter didn't believe that Kara and Mela had the Protective Charm of Love on them.
Everyone thinks they're the Savior!
Do you really think you're Harry, able to counter-kill Voldemort right after birth?
What a joke!
Trying to trick me, Peter Pettigrew, is simply dreaming!
I'm as clever as can be!
Kara and Mela simultaneously ignored the Fiendfyre Curse.
This powerful Dark Magic, when it reached them, was blocked by an invisible force.
Peter's face turned grim.
He had thought this mission was foolproof,
planning to strike before Kara and Mela grew up to complete the task.
But who knew,
Kara and Mela, after only a month of study, had already surpassed him, a seasoned wizard who had graduated more than a decade ago.
It's unreasonable!
How can the gap between people be so vast?
"Finite Incantatem!"
Mela flicked her wand, and the surging Fiendfyre Curse, like a mouse encountering a cat, vanished in an instant.
Peter snapped back to reality, looking at the two wands pointed at him.
Even though the owners of the wands were twelve-year-old girls,
Peter felt his life was threatened.
He could be certain,
that even Voldemort, at twelve years old, was nowhere near as powerful as them!
This magic immunity alone was a terrifying defense that even dragons didn't possess.
Oh no, twelve-year-old witches are already invincible!
Voldemort would cry upon seeing this!
Peter turned and ran.
"Don't run, I still have many spells I haven't used!"
Kara raised her wand, and the corridors on both sides came alive, transforming into a hideous and terrifying long snake—in the likeness of a Basilisk.
Peter was even more terrified.
This skilled Transfiguration spell was something even he couldn't do!
No, you're saying this is a twelve-year-old?
How embarrassing for me, a seasoned wizard!
Peter struck the long snake with a green light, but it didn't budge an inch.
He turned through the passage and walked to the other side.
Mela waved her wand, transforming the other side of the corridor into an Eastern Divine Dragon.
A dragon and a snake Front and back attack Peter, trapping him in the middle.
Peter's legs gave out, and he knelt.
Wait... wait, I surrender!"
This scene was witnessed by Dumbledore and three others, who had arrived via Fawkes the phoenix.
For a moment, the four exchanged glances.
Wormtail was no match for a twelve-year-old witch?
Was this... reasonable?
"Truly Aaron's daughters, a tiger father has no dog daughters!"
McGonagall's eyes lit up as she looked at the two perfectly Transfigured creatures.
Even she couldn't cast such a powerful Transfigurationspell with such ease.
Perfect, powerful... "For their skilled Transfigurationspells, I award Gryffindor one hundred points!"
Chapter 385: The Son of Hogwarts
McGonagall was a very serious person.
She disdained giving Slytherin excessive points out of favoritism, like Snape, who secured their consecutive House Cup victories.
But at this moment, when she saw the TransfigurationKara and Mela displayed, she couldn't help but use her small authority to award them a crazy amount of points.
Snape had a slight objection to this, but his attention had long been drawn to Peter Pettigrew.
Enemies meeting each other are bound to be furious.
Now, he was just one step away from the truth of Lily's death!
House Cup? Slytherin? Get out of here!
"Wormtail, you scoundrel!"
"Tell me, did you, as the Secret-Keeper, truly betray Lily?"
Snape, like a furious beast, ignored the giant snake and dragon, and in a few strides, he grabbed Peter, lifting him entirely.
Peter looked at Snape in terror, waving his arms frantically and stammering, "Ah, I'm sorry, but I really... I really had no choice. You know how terrifying He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is. Didn't you also submit to him back then?"
"I didn't want to betray James and Lily, but... but I had no choice."
"No, you could have chosen!"
Snape gnashed his teeth and roared viciously, "Why didn't you just die back then? If you had died, no one would ever have found Lily!"
"You damned scoundrel!"
Peter, trembling, looked even more like a ridiculous, fat rat, his entire plump, short body shaking.
"Don't, don't kill me, I surrender, I'm willing to go to Azkaban..."
"You won't have the chance to go to Azkaban. I will kill you, just as Voldemort cruelly killed Lily. But before that, I will make you taste the pain and despair of the Cruciatus Curse, to make you feel my pain!"
"Severus, don't do that. We still need him to learn about Voldemort's situation."
Dumbledore walked over, waved his wand, and separated the two. "You know what's most important right now."
"We need to give the world the truth, restore its honor, and solve the wizarding world's greatest crisis."
Saying this, Dumbledore smiled at Kara and Mela again. "Very impressive Transfiguration spells. Even I am not as good as you."
"I must say, your magical talent is the most powerful I have ever seen, well, second only to Aaron."
"In the future, this wizarding world will belong to you."
Kara waved her hand dismissively. "The wizarding world is boring. He's yours now. If there's news of Voldemort, we'll make a move."
"I hope Voldemort can give us a bit of excitement."
Hearing Kara utter such "overconfident" words,
Peter trembled even more violently.
Even Snape, in his rage, couldn't help but feel a strange emotion.
Two twelve-year-old witches, just one month into Hogwarts, dared to challenge Voldemort.
It sounded strange no matter how you heard it.
However, they didn't know how to refute it.
At least, the abilities they displayed now surpassed even Dumbledore's own.
Damn it,
where did this family of three come from?
It was one thing for the elder to be invincible, but how could the two youngsters be so incredibly talented?
All the magic they had learned in their lives had been surpassed by others in just one month.
Decades of their lives had been wasted!
"No problem, Miss Kara and Miss Mela, perhaps you will be the next saviors?"
Dumbledore was still smiling, unfazed by such an outlandish statement.
After all,
even if Kara and Mela weren't strong enough, Aaron was still there.
0 Request for flowers
Dumbledore took Peter away for interrogation,
while Aaron, after revealing the clues about the remaining horcruxes, went off to visit other magical schools.
Aaron first went to the Uagadou School of Magic, located in Uganda, Africa.
Uagadou was the largest of the eleven registered schools.
It enrolled students from across the entire continent of Africa.
Uagadou School of Magic had a unique enrollment process.
They would use dream magic to leave invitations for admission to children while they slept.
Moreover, Uagadou School and Hogwarts had a fairly good relationship.
They often held Potions Championships with Hogwarts, Castelobruxo, and Mahoutokoro, among other four schools.
Compared to Potions,
Uagadou's most proficient magic was Animagus.
Perhaps due to geographical environment and cultural factors,
students here were very fond of nature, and thus exceptionally skilled in Animagus and Transfiguration.
Here,
fourteen-year-old students' mastery of Transfigurationalready rivaled or even surpassed that of seventh-year students in other schools, and many adult wizards were far inferior to them.
Furthermore, students here did not use wands, but cast spells through gestures.
Aaron's greatest gain here was related to Transfiguration.
However, for Aaron, who had mastered the Seventy-Two Transformations and could freely transform into any form or object, this was the most useless knowledge.
So, after only gaining some dream magic, Aaron then headed to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Massachusetts, USA.
And this school, in a sense, was the "son" of Hogwarts.
But now,
just like America itself, this "son" had grown up and was now riding on the "father's" back.
Chapter 387: Desperate Voldemort, the Dark Lord is nothing more than this
Perhaps because of the deep connection between Ilvermorny and Hogwarts,
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was quite welcoming of Aaron's arrival.
However, when the Ilvermorny Headmaster saw that Aaron had a yellow complexion,
he felt very strange inside.
A visitor from Hogwarts, and not British?
In the Harry Potter universe,
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had almost the same developmental trajectory as the United States.
At the beginning of the school's establishment, they were mere nobodies compared to Hogwarts.
They had to rely on Hogwarts to develop in this land.
But after three hundred years,
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had become widely recognized as one of the greatest magical education institutions.
In terms of overall magical strength, Ilvermorny was considered to have the weakest foundation and the weakest strength among other magical schools.
But in reality, their hidden power was the strongest.
They had the most wizards and were the most "inclusive."
They were equivalent to a real-life replica of America.
The student surpassed the teacher.
But perhaps out of some selfish considerations,
in the Harry Potter series, Hogwarts was still overtly the most powerful magical school, a school of the unsetting sun, a school always at its peak.
As for the reality... those who know, know.
"Mr. Aaron, you are very welcome to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,"
"It's not as ancient as Hogwarts, but believe me, everything here is so unique, so novel."
"I think you will have an unforgettable magical journey here."
Headmaster Agilbert wore a gentle smile, burying his doubts deep inside.
"If you need anything, feel free to let someone notify me, and I will do my best to fulfill it."
Aaron nodded, gave Agilbert a perfunctory reply, and then headed to the library to refine magic.
Agilbert watched Aaron's retreating figure in silence for a long time.
He still couldn't understand why the wizard from Hogwarts, rumored to be even more powerful than Dumbledore, was merely a person from the Dragon Kingdom.
Unreasonable!
Very unreasonable!
Shouldn't it be a noble British white man with sacred blood flowing through his veins?
Aaron naturally didn't care about Agilbert's confusion.
Moving through the school,
Aaron quickly learned about Ilvermorny's situation from passing wizards.
It was probably influenced by Hogwarts.
Ilvermorny also has four houses.
They are Horned Serpent House, a replica of Ravenclaw, representing wisdom.
Thunderbird House, representing adventure.
Wampus House, representing steadfast warriors.
And Pukwudgie House, representing kind and noble healers.
These house names are strange and peculiar.
Like… a vulgar school with no historical depth.
Compared to Hogwarts' Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, Ilvermorny's four houses are quite low-tier.
Hmm, Newt Scamander from Fantastic Beasts, after being expelled from Hogwarts, also had a brief study experience here.
Aaron didn't actually know much about the Harry Potter World,
and took this opportunity to experience different scenery through the fusion magic.
The magical creatures in this world are quite interesting.
Aaron even thought that if he had the chance, he might fuse all the magical creatures in this world.
While Aaron was immersed in the sea of magic,
Voldemort, on the other hand, was having a terrible time.
"Damn it, Dumbledore! Harry… Potter!"
"How… how did you know about this place!"
Still in the form of a withered child, Voldemort shakily raised his wand, pointing it at the group.
But the way he struggled to even hold his wand didn't suggest he had any fighting power.
"Damn Wormtail, you betrayed me again!"
"I should have known you were an unreliable idiot!"
When Voldemort saw Peter Pettigrew being guarded by McGonagall, he understood everything in an instant.
"I didn't expect you to actually be alive, Voldemort!"
McGonagall gritted her teeth and said fiercely.
She was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix who fought against Voldemort, and an old adversary of Voldemort.
Naturally, she wouldn't be like other wizards who didn't even dare to mention Voldemort's name.
Peter Pettigrew's corpulent body trembled, "I-I'm sorry, Master, I really couldn't help it. I couldn't defeat those two witches..."
"Their magic is very powerful, and they are immune to the three Unforgivable Curses, as well as other offensive spells."
"They are too terrifying; protected by the Protective Charm of Love, no one can harm them, no one!"
"Nonsense!"
Voldemort was furious, looking at Kara and Mela beside him, his voice very agitated.
"They're just twelve-year-old girls, only a month into Hogwarts. How much power could they possibly have?"
"Protective Charm of Love? Do you think everyone is that damned Lily?"
As soon as Voldemort thought of that disastrous night, the anger in his heart burned uncontrollably.
If it weren't for Lily and Harry,
he would have already successfully ruled the wizarding world, and even enslaved all of humanity!
Peter Pettigrew cowered, "B-but, they really are powerful, perhaps even more than..."
"Avada Kedavra!"
Voldemort was consumed by rage, raising his hand and unleashing a Curse of Slaying filled with murderous intent and fury.
He swore that even though he was not in good condition now, this spell definitely contained the strongest power he had ever wielded.
He would absolutely not admit that anyone was better than him.
He was the Dark Lord!
Voldemort didn't realize that he was actually a little afraid at this moment.
Yes, facing the even more talented Mela and Kara, he instinctively rejected them, wanting to nip the threat in the bud.
Kara's eyes lit up, and before anyone else could react, she actively stepped forward to meet the Curse of Slaying.
"Be careful!"
Dumbledore was shocked. Although he knew Kara had a special Protective Charm of Love, it was still Voldemort's enraged attack, and he couldn't be careless.
However,
the Curse of Slaying hit Kara, yet it still had no effect on her.
"Is that all the Dark Lord has?"
"This is quite different from what I expected."
Kara shook her head, bored.
Everyone was speechless.
No, that was the Dark Lord!
At the same time,
Dumbledore also gained a deeper understanding of Aaron's power.
That so-called Protective Charm of Love was definitely not as simple as Lily's!
Just how terrifying was he?
Chapter 388: Voldemort's Premature Self-Destruction, Death Eaters Assemble!
It is well known that
people in extreme anger often unleash power far exceeding their usual strength.
Some people, in their rage, can take down a hungry tiger with a single slide tackle.
Some people, in their rage, can punch through a steel plate.
Voldemort was like this at the moment.
In a fit of pique, he unleashed several Curse of Slayings in a row.
However, without exception, the Curse of Slayings were completely unable to cause any damage to Kara or Mela.
Peter Pettigrew hung his head, and surprisingly, turned to persuade Voldemort: "Master, it's useless, I've already tried."
"They are like gods, immune to any known spell."
"Surrender, we have already lost, they are stronger than we imagined!"
"You scoundrel! Is there nothing but spells in your head?"
Voldemort cursed in hatred, "Even if they are immune to all spells, they are still just twelve-year-old girls."
"If a wand can't solve it, don't you know to use your fists?"
"If fists can't solve it, then use Muggle guns and cannons. No matter how strong they are, they're only twelve!"
Oh, right~
Peter Pettigrew suddenly realized, that made so much sense!
In this special situation,
a wand was indeed not as effective as Muggle weapons.
But what could he do now that he knew?
He had already been captured.
Not to mention Kara and Mela, there were also Dumbledore and McGonagall.
He couldn't possibly escape from such a powerful lineup.
Not everyone was as foolish as Sirius.
"Voldemort, are you still not going to surrender?"
Dumbledore raised his wand and approached, "You are not much stronger than a baby right now."
"Your schemes have already been seen through by Aaron. You have nowhere left to go!"
Voldemort's heart sank. He always felt that Dumbledore's words had a deeper meaning.
Could it be...
they had already discovered his secret Horcruxescreation?
Then could this be interpreted as,
Dumbledore and the others had already found several containers and were about to achieve final victory?
"You damned bastards, you did this behind my back!"
Voldemort glared at the group with hatred, and then... "Fiendfyre Curse!"
Voldemort's wand wasn't pointed at anyone else, but at himself!
In his current state, let alone defeating Dumbledore and the others, escaping was impossible.
Either be captured, or commit suicide and let his soul escape.
He had done the same thing more than once.
It was a matter of practice making perfect.
Voldemort was killed by the Fiendfyre Curse without a word.
Dumbledore's expression changed repeatedly.
He hadn't expected Voldemort to be so ruthless for his plan.
If Voldemort's plan truly succeeded, the wizarding world, and even the entire world, would be plunged into misery.
He must be stopped!
"Miss Kara, Miss Mela, we have important matters to attend to next. Please give my regards to Mr. Aaron."
After saying goodbye, Dumbledore hastily left with Wormtail.
He needed to prove to the Ministry of Magic through Wormtail that Voldemort was not dead, that he had returned!
And at the same time, exonerate Sirius.
Because of a misunderstanding,
Sirius was imprisoned in Azkaban, tormented by Dementors for over ten years.
It was unimaginable how a hero like him could be treated this way.
He probably felt utterly disappointed with the Ministry of Magic, didn't he?
Dumbledore was racing against time.
Voldemort was also racing against time.
After his soul detached from his withered body, he possessed a rat, experiencing Peter Pettigrew's rat life.
Then, after several transfers, he successfully possessed a wizard who had graduated from Durmstrang Institute.
Because that school primarily taught Dark Arts and only accepted pure-blood wizards.
Therefore, most wizards there more or less held the ideology of pure-blood supremacy.
Facing Voldemort, this wizard excitedly recognized him as his master, just like Quirrell once did.
Voldemort manipulated this wizard and went to several Horcruxes locations one after another.
Marvolo Gaunt's ring, Hufflepuff's Cup, and Tom Marvolo Riddle's diary have all gone missing.
Even the magical mechanisms in the cave where his Salazar Slytherin's locket was located have vanished without a trace.
He even saw signs of human activity.
This filled Voldemort with both rage and fear.
His time was running out,
yet he had not yet regained his body.
Unable to exert his full power,
he simply couldn't protect his other horcruxes from Dumbledore.
"There's also Ravenclaw's Diadem, and Nagini..."
"Damn it, they are all at Hogwarts right now, and in my current state, I can't sneak in."
After careful consideration,
Voldemort despaired.
He had lost the chance to turn the tables.
Dumbledore and the others would eventually find all the horcruxes and destroy them one by one!
By then,
he would only have his current life left.
Facing such a formidable lineup, and the mysterious Aaron... one life for the win?
That was a joke!
No matter how confident he was, he had no certainty of victory.
He didn't understand
why, after just one summer, the situation had deteriorated so quickly.
He still remembered when he was the Dark Lord, the one who made the entire Wizarding World tremble with fear!
But what about now?
Defeated by Harry and his friends, then forced to commit suicide and flee by Kara and Mela.
Now he could only watch as the last moments of his life approached.
"No, this can't go on."
"I want revenge!"
"I will fight with all my might!"
In his fury,
Voldemort cast the Dark Mark into the sky.
He decided to declare war on Hogwarts ahead of schedule!
Chapter 389: The Magical Institute, Dragon Country's Forbidden Zone
"Have you heard? The Dark Lord whose name cannot be spoken is back!"
"Oh my goodness, are you saying that Vol... *hiss* The Dark Lord has resurrected?! Didn't they say he was already killed?"
"I don't know, but he is the Dark Lord after all, isn't he? The most powerful Black Wizard in history, it wouldn't be strange for him to resurrect, especially with the Resurrection Stone and the philosopher's stone."
"Then what should we do? He's back, and the Wizarding World will be in turmoil again..."
"What does that have to do with us? Even if he's back, can he come to Ilvermorny School? We're not in Europe, and the truth here won't tolerate him!"
"Good point! But his return will eventually affect us here. I wonder if he's as invincible and unbeatable as the rumors say."
"Hey, your news is outdated. Although Voldemort has resurrected, he doesn't have his own body. Instead, he's possessing another Black Wizard, so he's not as terrifying as before."
"Oh my goodness, you actually said his name directly! Aren't you afraid of him?"
"Why be afraid? My dad's brother's third aunt's daughter-in-law's son is a wizard at Hogwarts, and there's some explosive news you definitely haven't heard..."
"What is it?"
"Voldemort was defeated by a child again! I heard this time it was two twelve-year-old witches who defeated Voldemort in a direct battle!"
"How is that possible? Are young wizards so powerful now? No wonder it's Hogwarts! I heard our school's first headmaster graduated from Hogwarts. Truly a place of outstanding talent!"
"Voldemort doesn't seem as terrifying as the legends say. He can't even defeat two twelve-year-old witches. I could do it too!"
News of Voldemort's resurrection spread like wildfire.
Aaron, who was at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, also heard about the situation at Hogwarts.
However, unlike in the past,
this hastily returned Voldemort was not in his complete form; his strength might not even reach seventy percent of his peak.
Aaron highly doubted whether Voldemort had enough prestige and power to control those unruly Death Eaters.
After all, while the Death Eaters feared Voldemort, if they saw their master so weak and pathetic, other thoughts would inevitably arise.
Moreover,
a less than complete Voldemort no longer seemed as terrifying to outsiders.
If Voldemort was truly that powerful, then why could he only possess others instead of returning at his peak?
At least,
the current Voldemort couldn't, like in the original story, gather various forces such as the Ministry of Magic, werewolves, giants, giant spiders, and Death Eaters in just one day.
The Voldemort in the original story was glorious.
He almost encompassed all magical forces in Europe.
The side of good was left with only students from the three Hogwarts houses, along with some parents and professors.
Adding them up, there were only a few hundred people.
But they faced almost all the dark forces in Europe.
Even with Hogwarts' magical barrier, they didn't have the strength to contend with Voldemort.
If it weren't for the house-elves suddenly turning on them, catching the Death Eaters off guard,
plus Voldemort's excessive arrogance, insisting on a direct confrontation with Harry, he wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat, being completely wiped out by Hogwarts, which had less than a tenth of his power.
Everyone wasn't foolish.
They all saw it clearly.
If you want us to serve you and fight for you,
at least you have to demonstrate that power, right?
Voldemort at seventy percent strength was only slightly stronger than a seasoned wizard.
In a direct battle, he might not even be able to consistently defeat Snape, McGonagall, or the Charms professor, Filius Flitwick.
Such a Dark Lord clearly showed no future in following him.
The lack of news from Hogwarts was clear proof.
If Voldemort posed significant pressure, there's no reason Dumbledore wouldn't send messages seeking help.
Of course, with Kara and Mela there, in a normal duel, the Death Eaters led by Voldemort weren't that terrifying anyway.
Aaron relaxed, and after organizing the magic of Ilvermorny School,
he then set off for Castelobruxo School in Brazil.
Castelobruxo School excelled in Herbology and the study of magical creatures.
Its research into the ecology of South American magical creatures was extremely in-depth.
Moreover, its history was long, established almost at the same time as Hogwarts.
It was a very mysterious school.
Even Hogwarts didn't know much about it.
Upon Aaron's arrival,
the headmaster here was not as enthusiastic as the previous headmasters.
But he still maintained basic courtesy.
Learning that Aaron was there to exchange magic, after a slight hesitation, he allowed Aaron to freely browse the library.
Because many spells were repeated, Aaron's fusion speed was much faster this time.
He only spent one day,
then, under the perplexed gaze of the Castelobruxo School headmaster, departed for the Magical Institute in Asia.
There are a total of 11 renowned magical schools registered in the Harry Potter World.
Of these, only one is in Asia, the Magical Institute located in Japan.
Considering the historical background, the general perception of Dragon Country in the UK around 1990 probably still lingered in the Qing Dynasty.
It's not surprising that the setting was made this way.
Of course, Dragon Country is a forbidden zone.
Aaron also had no plans to go to Dragon Country.
That special premonition grew stronger.
He could visit two more magical schools at most, then he would gain the greatest harvest from the Harry Potter worldview!