Thick smoke poured down from the dome, and burning rubble fell one after another, like a grand rain of fire.
Aaron picked up a bottle that rolled aside. This was the wine of craft he gave to Harry. There was about half a bottle left.
He smiled and patted Harry on the head: "Although your recklessness should be criticized, you have done the best you can. Rest."
"professor……"
Harry finally calmed down, and the effects of alcohol and physical exhaustion made him completely faint.
"alright……"
Aaron turned around and looked at Riddle with a smile:
"What should I call you? Tom Riddle? You-Know-Who? Or Voldemort?"
Riddle also smiled: "It seems you know more than I thought...Aaron Custer, I have wanted to see you for a long time."
"oh?"
Aaron raised his steps slightly, and in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared behind Riddle.
"Really?" He raised his sword and pointed the blade at Riddle's neck: "But I don't really want to see you, dear Mr. Dark Lord."
The sharp blade was approaching, but Riddle didn't panic at all: "You came alone? Where is Dumbledore?"
"The spell you set is indeed a bit troublesome. Principal Dumbledore may still be breaking it - I took a shortcut."
Aaron said lazily.
After finding the cave, the three of them quickly discovered that the cave had been sealed by a spell cast by Riddle. Even with Dumbledore's magical skills, it would take at least half an hour to break it.
Aaron then thought that since he couldn't break his guardian magic, then... could he just blow it up with explosives?
He asked Runas to cooperate with the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid. The Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid was responsible for exploring the terrain around the cave, while Runas calculated the most suitable blasting location for him.
So the three soldiers divided into two groups: Snape and Dumbledore were responsible for continuing to break Riddle's spell, while Aaron took a detour and broke through from above.
In the end, Aaron was the first to succeed - he used the modified thunder brew to blast through the thick rock formations, fell from the sky, and arrived at the buzzer at the last minute.
"That proves that my guess is right, Aaron, you are a unique genius."
Riddle smiled and said:
"I left a scarlet letter and set a spell in the hope of luring you here, Aaron. I think we still have some time to chat before Dumbledore arrives."
"Really? Then you'd better say something valuable next. Flattery is useless - the length of your life depends on how valuable you are."
Aaron was not moved at all by his words.
Riddle showed a confident smile: "You can't kill me."
"oh?"
Hearing this, Aaron turned his wrist and sealed his throat with a sword.
"ah!!!"
Riddle covered his neck in pain and fell to the ground. The black liquid as thick as petroleum continued to spurt out from between his fingers, and he lay on the ground wailing.
"Sorry, I don't believe in evil. The more you say I can't do it, the more I want to try."
Aaron spread his hands with an innocent expression on his face.
After a while...
Riddle stood up with a gloomy look on his face. The wound in his throat had healed, but the price was that Malfoy's face was so pale that his blood vessels were almost visible.
Aaron raised his eyebrows: "So, you and Malfoy's lives are connected? Tsk, this is going to take a lot of effort..."
Riddle tried hard to adjust his emotions. He used some kind of magic power and said in a special, beguiling voice:
"Aaron Custer, haven't you noticed? In fact, we are very similar."
"Oh?" Aaron seemed to be interested. He suddenly wanted to hear what Riddle wanted to say next.
"Think about it, a young man is young and talented. He has lofty ideals in his heart, but he is not understood by mediocre people and is restricted and troubled everywhere."
Riddle tried his best to persuade the young man in front of him:
"Dumbledore - an old, pedantic, unprogressive guy. Under his hands, the wizarding world is like a pool of stagnant water, with no possibility of progress."
"And you, my friend, I can understand that you are a person who truly hopes to bring great changes to this world, but you are restricted by Dumbledore, and your research cannot be understood by mediocre people."
"But I, Voldemort! can understand your greatness."
"I know your ideals, I know your ambitions, and I understand how much your creations will contribute to our world. If you are willing to join me, you will get what you want - absolute freedom! "
"You want to recruit me? A Muggle-born?" Aaron couldn't help laughing:
"I don't have any objections, but this decision is somewhat contrary to my ancestors - will Slytherin agree?"
"A wizard as talented as you must have an extraordinary background and bloodline, but you haven't realized it yet."
Riddle shook his head: "Aaron, don't miss the opportunity. I am destined to return, and I will be stronger than before. The magical world will eventually surrender to my feet."
"I have obtained the magical wisdom left by the great Slytherin. There is no wizard in the world who has mastered more profound magic than me. Aaron - if you are willing to surrender to me, all of these can be used for me." What you use!"
He circled slowly around Aaron - Riddle seemed to be completely immersed in this speech with only one audience. He raised his arms high and said loudly like a leader:
"I appreciate your talent, and I deplore your experience. You are just like me back then, with empty ambitions and nowhere to display them. Dumbledore, that old guy, denied our common aspirations with his innate arrogance. ideal:"
"Change the world!"
"He is the defender of the old order, and I am the creator of the new order. With me, you will not be subject to any restrictions. You can study whatever you want. I am willing to break all taboos for you, because You deserve, deserve my respect!”
"I don't care about human ethics, I don't care about morality. The law is just a piece of paper in my eyes. No rules that restrict you or make you unhappy can be established. Bio-alchemy, in vivo experiments, black magic... you can do whatever you want! "
"Come on, Aaron, come with me. As long as we join forces, with your wisdom and my strength, we can do something great. No one can stop us. The world is laid out in front of us. Take whatever you want!"
Riddle became more and more excited as he spoke, with a fanatical look on his face, as if he had already seen the glorious future.
He took a few steps closer and stretched out his hand towards Aaron:
"Come on, Aaron, come with me!"
Aaron seemed to be really moved by his words. He seemed to have really seen such a future, a world full of excitement and vitality.
He stretched out his hand and slowly approached Riddle - this was an olive branch. If he accepted it, then he would accept the future that Riddle described for him.
An excited smile appeared on Riddle's face. Sure enough, his words moved Aaron, and his hoarse speech was not in vain.
At the moment when two hands are held...
Aaron arched his right knee, exerted force on his waist, and suddenly raised his arm!
Riddle didn't have time to parry, he was thrown directly into the sky, and Aaron gave him a hard kick on his back!
"boom!"
Riddle fell heavily to the ground, stars popping up in his eyes. He was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why Aaron refused his invitation?
"To be honest, your speech is indeed very touching. No wonder you were able to pull together such a large team when you were young. Voldemort, I have to admit that you do have some abilities..."
Aaron walked past Riddle and towards Malfoy.
"It's just that there is a fatal flaw in your speech, so I won't be moved by you."
Aaron leaned down and took out the diary from Malfoy.
The moment he saw the diary - Riddle panicked. He understood that Aaron had found his lifeline.
"What is it? What makes you refuse to agree to my invitation?" Riddle asked unwillingly while lying on the ground.
Aaron turned around slowly, with a sneer on his face:
"You want me to be your subordinate? You deserve it!"
