Chapter 152 Rare Materials Are Hard to Get

"Delay?" Draco was stunned for a moment and then reacted, "You mean to let me delay time?"

"Right!" Aaron nodded, "The key to Quidditch is the Golden Snitch. Catching it will get 150 points and the game time will be over.

But this does not mean that the other players are just decorations. As long as the score exceeds the opponent by more than 150 points, even if the opponent grabs the Golden Snitch, it will only be a beautiful loss."

Draco's expression kept changing when he heard this, and he was a little hesitant for a while.

This tactic is very stable. He knows himself well. His flying talent is indeed a little worse than Harry Potter, and his equipment advantage is not that great.

But he is still quite confident that he can delay Harry in the game and prevent him from grabbing the Golden Snitch.

And the remaining chasers and beaters can exceed the opponent by 150 points or even more with the speed of Nimbus 2001, but he just feels unwilling.

After finally becoming a Slytherin Seeker, I can compete with the famous Harry Potter, but I can only win with this not-so-glorious method, and I won't feel much sense of accomplishment even if I win.

Seeing Draco's expression, Aaron knew what he was thinking, and chuckled: "If we are not opponents in a head-on confrontation, we can only work hard on tactics."

Draco's mouth twitched, "I'm not that bad, am I?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that.

Your flying talent is already pretty good in the Quidditch team. After a period of training, plus the advantage of speed, you may not be able to beat Harry Potter.

But this takes time and has certain risks, with a fifty-fifty chance of winning or losing.

Although my idea can't make you shine like a star, it can win the game.

Of course, I'll give you the method, but you decide how to choose."

Draco frowned and thought, and two villains appeared in his mind.

One asked him to choose A, wealth and honor are sought in danger, and it's worth a try if you are 50% sure.

One told him to choose B. It was fine as long as he could win. It didn't matter if he could stand out.

"By the way, you just said that Mr. Lucius would come to Hogwarts to watch the game?

What if, I mean what if he saw that he had invested a lot of money in the Slytherin team, but his good son lost to Harry Potter, I wonder what he would think."

Draco shuddered when he thought of his father's sad face.

The villain who advocated choosing B suddenly released a killing curse on the villain who suggested choosing A, destroying it to ashes.

"I know what to do." Draco said in a deep voice, "The result is the most important."

Aaron's mouth corners slightly raised, and it was worth his effort.

"Congratulations, you made the right choice."

Draco was not very excited, but rather a little bored, "This tactic is fine, but will Flint and the others have any objections?"

"Tell them, just say it was me who said it." Aaron said domineeringly, "Although Marcus is simple-minded and has a bad temper, he knows better than anyone how to choose him, otherwise he wouldn't be the captain."

"Then I'm relieved."

The time without classes always passes quickly, and it's evening in a blink of an eye.

Aaron was concentrating on drawing the magic circle in the dormitory alone, but this time he didn't use paper and pen as media, but used a magic wand to draw in the air.

It took half a minute before a green magic circle the size of a manhole cover was drawn.

A hurricane blew out of the magic circle and blew his desk to the corner of the wall.

"It feels good." Aaron murmured, feeling a little sense of accomplishment.

This was the first time that he used his own magic power to draw a magic circle without the help of physical objects. Although it took a little longer, it succeeded.

Usually, he would improve his proficiency on paper and carefully control the input of magic power.

Each time he practiced, he only used less than a little magic power, so no matter what type of magic circle, there would be no obvious effect.

But this time he increased the input of magic power and used about ten points of magic power to summon a hurricane that could push the desk.

"If the input of magic power is increased several times, this bedroom may be torn apart by the hurricane!" Aaron thought secretly, but he could also feel that with his magic power as a beginner wizard, he could only do this step without the help of any materials, and it would take him more time to draw a magic circle according to this standard.

If he wanted to increase the power of the magic circle on this basis, he might have to use some special drawing materials.

"I don't know to what extent the wizard's blood can increase the power." Aaron looked down at his palm, and this thought came to his mind involuntarily.

But the next moment he cleared this terrible thought from his mind. He was not willing to hurt himself for such a trivial matter. At worst, he could go back and ask the ancestor Weihet.

Taking a step back, even if he really wanted to use blood for experiments, it couldn't be his own. Other wizards...

That won't work either. Although he has a great desire for power, he knows that some bottom lines must not be touched, because behind the bottom line is often the abyss.

Thinking of this, Aaron shuddered violently, and then took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

At this time, Abe ran up to him and took out a piece of bread and a few oranges from his pocket.

"Thank you, I really need to replenish some energy." Aaron patted Abe's head, and then suddenly realized something and looked straight at this cute white pet.

He didn't dare to think about the blood of the wizard, but he might give the blood of the pet a try.

Abe is a holy dragon, and he is also a dragon king among dragons. His blood is much more valuable than that of a wizard.

Looking at the eager eyes of his master, the cute pet couldn't help but shudder and took a step back.

Aaron saw this, and put it on the bed with a bit of a laugh, and then asked it seriously, "If your master is in trouble and needs you to make a little sacrifice, are you willing?"

Abei nodded decisively without hesitation.

"Very good, can you lend me some of your blood?"

Abei was stunned for a moment, and he immediately figured out what Aaron wanted his blood for with his IQ.

It still didn't hesitate, but shook its head decisively, and uttered a mutter, "No."

"You are a hypocritical dragon cub, isn't it just a little blood?

What's there to be reluctant about?"

"This dragon baby is only one year old, afraid of pain."

Hearing this, Aaron's face darkened.

Abei is one year old, but he spent a lot of magic points on it, and fed it to the level of a high-level magician. It can be more than three meters tall after transforming. He actually said it is a baby.

"You really don't want to lend it?"

Abei squatted on the bed, hugged his chest with his two front paws, and glanced to the side, "No."

"What if I really want it!"

Abei was silent for two seconds, silently stretched out his right paw, and did not speak, just looked at his master with tears in his eyes.

"Hiss!" Aaron took a breath of cold air, and suddenly felt that his heart was hit hard.

Who can bear this! It is a sin to hurt such a cute creature.

"I was just joking, we won't do that."

Abei nodded aggrievedly, but quickly retracted his paw.

"This acting..." Aaron smacked his lips, "Forget it, I won't hit you again in the future."

Abei burst into laughter immediately, and a few crystal drops fell on the bed.

Aaron's eyes lit up. I heard that the tears of the phoenix can heal injuries, and the tears of the holy dragon may also have special effects.

"Well... I don't want blood, but can I have tears?"

"No." Abe crossed his arms again and shouted in dragon language: "I didn't expect my most beloved master to abuse his pet."

"No, forget it." Aaron was speechless. He couldn't get blood or tears, so he had saliva.

There was no need to discuss this liquid with Abe. Just put a plate of meat in front of it and you can get as much as you want.

But the problem is that he is not so hungry that he will eat anything to carve the magic circle with saliva.

Aaron lay on the bed, put Abe in his arms, and tried to calm him down.

It's just raw materials, maybe not that complicated. There is no blood of the holy dragon, but the blood of the fire dragon can still be obtained.

I will write a letter to Jins in a while and ask him to send some.

One man and one dragon fell asleep, but Aaron was awakened less than a few hours after falling asleep.

He looked at Abe, who looked alert, and asked worriedly, "Did you have a nightmare?

Sorry, I may have scared you tonight, but that was a joke.

You know me. Even if you really want to, I won't use your blood and tears for experiments."

Abe shook his head and growled, "I heard some terrible sounds."

Aaron frowned, sat up from the bed, and looked carefully at his single dormitory, but found nothing unusual.

"Did you hear it wrong?"

"No." Abe responded in dragon language, "Disgusting, terrible, cold, not like a human."

Aaron shivered, then calmed down his feelings, but with his physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people, he only heard his own breathing and heartbeat.

"You must have had a nightmare, I didn't hear anything."

"The sound only lasted for a while, it's normal that you can't hear it, master." Abe murmured.

Aaron didn't take it seriously and lay back down. "I admit you scared me, but I'm very tired now and want to sleep.

You too, have a good rest and we can talk tomorrow if there's anything else."