Chapter 412: Moon Drops to Make a Deal? You Have to Find a Way to Save Yourself

"But I have a small question before I let you go." Voldemort said seriously, pointing his wand straight at Aaron, "I won't take the initiative to become your enemy, but will you take the initiative to cause trouble for me?"

"No, I can guarantee this." Jins said.

"Don't be too sure." Voldemort smiled meaningfully, "After all, Mr. Gaius and my enemies are friends, and I will inevitably help them in the future."

"You can rest assured about this. If the young master takes the initiative to intervene in the disputes in the wizarding world, it is his personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Gaius family.

If he dies in this dispute, it is just because of his lack of strength. The Gaius family will not hold you responsible for anything."

Aaron blinked blankly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. "I once again doubt whether I am their biological child."

"There is no doubt about this. The young master is definitely a biological child.

What I just said is also the ancestral precepts of the family, in order to prevent some heirs from acting on impulse and relying on their own status to drag the family into unnecessary incidents."

Aaron:......

Why does this sound weird, as if it means to swear at someone else.

"That's no problem, you can go!" Voldemort said generously.

Aaron hesitated for a while and looked at the others tied to the pillars, "Can you let them go too?"

"Aaron, don't you think you are a little greedy?" Voldemort sneered, "Letting you go is partly because it would be a pity to kill you, and partly because you will not become my enemy.

But they will obviously be my enemies. Although I don't care about these ants, it will make me feel unhappy."

Aaron turned his head and looked at Genes, wanting him to help him.

Genes rubbed the fist marks on his face in a pretentious manner, completely ignoring them.

He was only responsible for saving his young master, and what happened to other people had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this scene, Cedric and others were inevitably disappointed.

Unexpectedly, at this point, they still couldn't escape the fate of death, but they also knew that they had no right to blame others for not saving them.

"But if you are willing to agree..."

"I will not serve you, no matter how much you say."

"I can see that you will not give in." Voldemort said lightly, "I mean you can be my student, as long as you agree to be my student, I will release them immediately.

I will teach you all the dark magic I know without reservation, which Hogwarts can't do, and Dumbledore can't do it either."

"Haha!"

Aaron curled his lips in disdain, and a clear look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Yes, it is disgust.

Is he missing a teacher? More than 20 ancestors to learn about it.

In addition to those old immortals, there is also a super huge library in his home. What knowledge is not there?

"It seems that he is not interested, so let's watch them die!"

"Wait." Aaron said hurriedly, and after struggling for a long time, he looked at Voldemort, "Maybe we can make a deal, a deal you can't refuse."

"Tell me about it." Voldemort asked with interest.

Aaron let out a long breath and took out a small bottle of purple solution from the magic circle.

"This is..." Genes' pupils shrank slightly.

"I got this by accident when I was traveling." Aaron said nonsense seriously. The Moon Drop was a system reward, but it is not ruled out that this kind of magic potion has appeared in the magic world.

"Do you know it?"

"I know a little bit." Genes nodded solemnly, "It is a magic potion extracted from the essence of moonlight. The preparation process is extremely cumbersome and the output is extremely low. It will also affect the surrounding environment and even the will of creatures to a certain extent."

"What is the effect?" Voldemort asked slowly.

"Remove the negative effects of all magic." Aaron smiled meaningfully, "This Moon Drop can restore your normal appearance and even eliminate some defects in your soul."

"What?"

Voldemort suddenly lost his composure, and his eyes looking at the Moon Drop were full of greed and fanaticism.

He walked a long way on the road to immortality, but this road is not smooth. Those bumpy places are called souls.

If the defects of the soul or Horcrux can be removed, then even if he is killed again, he can be perfectly resurrected with the help of a Horcrux, instead of lingering on for more than ten years like before.

"Is what he said true?" Voldemort looked at Jins and asked. He still trusted the character of a high-level great wizard.

"Of course, the Moon Drop can even remove the seal set by Merlin.

But as far as I know, there should be no stock in the family's treasury, and even the entire magic world has only... Sorry, I said too much."

"It's a bummer." Aaron said unhappily.

Voldemort also looked regretful, but it was not without gain. At least he knew that there was such a potion in the magic world.

As long as it can be found, it means another chance of complete resurrection, but now it is more important to get it in Aaron's hands.

"What kind of deal do you want to make? Use this small bottle of magic potion to exchange for their lives?"

"What are you thinking?" Aaron rolled his eyes and said, "Their lives are not so valuable. This bottle of magic potion is a precious item on the same level as the Philosopher's Stone to some extent.

The Philosopher's Stone cannot break a powerful curse, but it can.

If it weren't for my sister not wanting anyone to die in the Triwizard Tournament, I wouldn't have taken this treasure out."

"Master, there is no need to take it seriously." Jins smiled and said, "Now the game is over, we all saw that you touched the trophy together."

"You can talk to Adrian about this, you see if she really cares about it. Don't admit it?"

"I guess that won't happen, but you won't suffer any loss, young master!"

"You won't understand, it's too early for me." Aaron curled his lips, and then continued to look at Voldemort, "The premise of the deal is to release the three of them first."

"Then what?"

"Then..." Aaron turned his head to look at Harry Potter, and then showed a harmless smile, "Just bet whether you can kill the savior of the wizarding world within five minutes.

If you can, this bottle of potion is yours. If you can't do it, it only proves that you have no fate with it. "

Hearing this, Voldemort was stunned for a moment. Is this different from giving it away for free?

Harry was also confused. Is this different from sending himself to die?

"Five minutes, you look down on me too much." Voldemort said casually, "Ten seconds is enough."

"Five minutes is five minutes." Aaron tossed the bottle of medicine in his hand, "But before that, let me talk to him for a few words."

"Go ahead."

Aaron walked up to Harry, waved his wand to untie his restraints, and let him down from the statue.

"What are you doing?" Harry said anxiously, "I can't beat him."

"Of course you can't beat him, no one here can beat Voldemort." Aaron lowered his voice, "Five minutes, if I'm not mistaken, he will torture you for four minutes and fifty seconds, and kill you in the last ten seconds."

"Then you still..."

"So you have to seize the opportunity." Aaron looked at him very seriously, "You are different from others. You are definitely the first on Voldemort's must-kill list. There is no doubt about this. You can't have any fluke mentality.

I can't help you in this duel, but here is something that can help you save yourself."

Harry thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, "You mean..."

"Don't say it." Aaron interrupted him immediately, "Voldemort will definitely try every way to torture you, the simplest one is the Cruciatus Curse.

You have to bear the double pressure of body and mind Hurt, find it, get close to it, and then touch it. This is your only chance to survive. "

Harry nodded in a daze, "Four minutes and fifty seconds, right!"

"In fact, this time will only be less, not more."

Harry said bitterly, "You should say ten minutes."

"Forget it! Ten minutes would make anyone suspicious, and I don't think you can hold on that long.

When life is worse than death, suicide is a luxury."

"I see." Harry said solemnly, "The next step is a narrow escape. If I die... bring my body to Sirius."

"You won't die, I have a way to save you." Aaron hesitated for a moment, and said seriously: "But you'd better not let me use it, otherwise you will have to work for me to pay off your debts for the rest of your life."

Aaron was not talking about the dog charm, of course, the immortal power was completely absorbed by him, and it could only work on him alone.

But he also has a bottle of resurrection potion, which can revive people who died within an hour.

If it was before, he would naturally be reluctant to give it to others, but after obtaining the immortal power, the value of this bottle of medicine is not so high for him. It is also a good decision to save Harry's life and make things difficult for Voldemort.

Harry also thought of the other priceless potion in Aaron's hand, and was immediately moved to tears.

"Thank you!"

"I warn you, don't rub your snot on my clothes."

Harry:......

"Are you done?" Voldemort asked impatiently.

"I'm done." Aaron made way and pushed Harry.

"Um... where is my wand?" Harry asked timidly.

"Oh!" Voldemort stretched out his tone and taunted: "Wizards can't duel without wands."

Barty Crouch Jr. licked his lips and threw a black wand in front of him.

"Wand?" Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and immediately shouted to Harry: "When it comes to the last resort, trust your wand."

Harry just smiled reluctantly, thinking it was encouragement to himself.

Voldemort and a group of Death Eaters also felt puzzled and didn't take it to heart at all.

"What do you mean by that? Does the wand mean he can last five minutes?" Furong asked curiously. As a woman with a delicate mind, she felt that there must be some deep meaning in Aaron's words.

"Maybe! But it depends on luck." Aaron said uncertainly, "I hope he doesn't need to use this spell!"