Chapter 194 The Importance of Last Hit

"You... lunatic, you are a lunatic, what good will this do for you?" Riddle roared to increase the power of the spell, and the Cruciatus Curse suddenly pushed forward dozens of centimeters.

But Aaron was also outputing fiercely, madly consuming his magic energy to support the Crushing Curse. At this time, the gap in strength between the two sides was much closer, and it was a luxury for Riddle to want a quick victory.

"There is no benefit, but making the enemy feel anxious means that I have done nothing wrong."

"Aaron Gaius." Riddle gritted his teeth in anger, "Didn't I say I wouldn't kill you? Do you have to fight me to death?"

"Isn't this all forced by you?" Aaron looked sad and angry, "I don't want to be like this, but as the saying goes, don't be afraid of thieves stealing, be afraid of thieves thinking about it.

If I don't kill you today, there will be a Voldemort staring at me in the future, and no one can stand it!"

Riddle's old face turned black, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He thought he was quite restrained, but at this moment he had an urge to curse.

But soon he thought of something, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he calmed down and asked meaningfully: "The plan is good, but have you ever thought about what to do if it fails?"

"Don't worry about this, I have considered it comprehensively enough.

It is ideal to fight to the death, but I can accept both sides being injured.

Don't forget that I still have a phoenix, a holy dragon, and three second-year wizards.

Although they can't help much in the battle, they don't need to learn such trivial things as finishing off the enemy." Aaron said lightly, but it hit Riddle's psychological defense hard.

He can accept that he was defeated by Aaron, and it is not shameful to be defeated by a genius, but he can't stand being picked up by a few little wizards anyway. That is a great insult.

Especially there is a Harry Potter in it, naked whipping corpse!

"I won't give you a chance." Riddle said seriously, "As long as you don't activate this magic circle, your plan won't start."

"You say it as if I need a chance." Aaron said, taking out the second wand with difficulty, and pointed his free left hand at the magic circle on the ground.

"Wait a minute." Harry hurriedly stopped Aaron and said, "We can help. We should be able to buy you a few seconds."

"No, I beg you, don't make things worse." Aaron said in a panic, "If you join now, he can completely connect the spell to drag you into the magic circle, and it will be difficult to deal with it at that time."

"Then, what if we fight from a distance?" Ron asked.

"That's worse, he can retreat outside the magic circle, and my plan will really fail."

"Don't be so cautious, you can try." Riddle chuckled, his voice full of temptation.

But the three of them shuddered together and silently retreated a distance.

"Aaron, what can we do?" Hermione asked worriedly, "Is there no other way?"

"If there was, I wouldn't have done this.

In short, don't worry about me, I will definitely not die.

Be prepared to finish the job, but remember to be quick, accurate and ruthless, don't give him any chance."

Riddle's expression was slightly condensed, thinking that Aaron seemed to have noticed something.

But at this time he didn't dare to ask more, after all, his opponent was a little too shrewd, it would be bad if he really noticed something.

Aaron added the last part to the magic circle, the black blood on the formation quickly evaporated and turned into reddish brown, and the magic circle also flashed a dark red light.

There was a faint sizzling sound in the air, and the black electric light appeared and disappeared from time to time. At first it was only the thickness of a hair, but in the blink of an eye it formed an extremely hideous black lightning snake.

The lightning snake roared out of the magic circle and flew straight to the ceiling. The electric charge that escaped alone electrocuted the two people.

Riddle was trembling all over, trying to stay away from the magic circle under his feet, because the thunderstorm above their heads was already brewing, and if he fell, he would either die or be crippled.

But Aaron was holding on to his shattering curse, not giving him a chance to retreat.

"Madman, do you want to die with me?"

"You wish, you don't deserve to die with me." Aaron said righteously, "By the way, a friendly reminder, the main material of the sword is mithril, which has very good conductivity."

"What?"

Riddle looked at the silver sword inserted in front of him, the arc on it was clearly visible, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This is not a sword, it's a large lightning rod!

Rumble...

The black lightning snake opened its fangs and fell vertically from above, pointing directly at the core of the magic circle.

But the moment it fell, the lightning snake seemed to sense something, and it split some of its energy and flew to Riddle's side, or more precisely, to the silver sword in front of him.

In this way, Thunder was divided into 30 and 70 points, Aaron 30 and Riddle 70.

Under the baptism of the thunderstorm, Aaron and Riddle were forced to remove their respective spells, and they only had time to let out a tragic wail.

The whole secret room was shaking constantly, and gravel and dust mixed with clear lake water fell from the ceiling.

Harry and the other two were also affected and swayed from side to side, staring at the two extremely eye-catching human skeletons bathed in lightning in amazement.

A few seconds later, the magic circle disappeared along with the thunder, leaving two figures that were split into charcoal on the cracked ground.

"Aaron."

Hermione murmured in a low voice and ran towards him quickly.

Harry and Ron did not stand there, and followed Hermione with Ginny.

"You must not be in trouble!" Hermione carefully turned Aaron's face over, and her eyes were red with worry.

She was also at a loss now, not knowing what to do.

As a top student, she knew a lot of spells, but she had never learned any healing spells, so she could not help at all.

"He must be alive." Harry said unconfidently, "The Aaron Gaius I know would not risk his life if he was not sure."

"Take him to the professors!" Ron was about to help Aaron up when he withdrew his hands in dismay, "This won't work! It will take at least half a day to break the barrier."

"Never mind, take him there first." Hermione wiped her tears, "At least they can tell us how to deal with the emergency."

At this time, the phoenix Fawkes flew to Aaron and shed a few crystal tears on Aaron's face.

The burnt black on his face faded a lot, revealing a healthy redness.

"Yes! Phoenix tears can heal wounds." Harry suddenly realized, "Aaron is saved."

Hermione also breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the Phoenix with blurred eyes with a smile, "Thank you, Fox."

After a while, Aaron opened his eyes dazedly, saw three familiar faces, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I really survived."

"What else!" Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "You almost died, do you know?"

"I won't die, I still have a bottle of magic potion, Abe will save me in time." Aaron explained, "By the way, where is my dragon cub?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it since the beginning."

"Forget it, since the winner has been decided, that thing is not so important."

"What is it?" Hermione asked puzzled.

Aaron didn't mean to answer, but waved his hand and forced himself to sit up, "Can you help me get the sword back first?"

Harry nodded, pulled out the silver sword, and handed it to Aaron.

"The quality of this sword is really good. It was struck by lightning so hard but it was not damaged at all."

"Of course. If the quality is not up to standard, I would not dare to use it."

Harry was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at the two pieces of basilisk that were still steaming after being roasted by lightning, and was speechless.

"By the way, we are both in the second grade, isn't your ability a bit too much?" Ron said with some envy and jealousy, "Let alone the prefect, I guess the graduates can't beat you."

Aaron gave him a contemptuous look and explained confidently: "I just used the time you spent on distraction to study, the time you spent on playing to train, and the time you spent on plotting evil to think."

Ron:......

Why does this sound so heartbreaking?

"Um... I admit the first two sentences, but I really didn't have any bad intentions."

"Really? Explain the Polyjuice Potion."

"I... this..." Ron hesitated, looking at Harry and Hermione awkwardly, hoping that they could help him say a few words, after all, it was done by three people.

The two of them looked at the ceiling and the ground, and they cooperated very well.

They were not stupid, and it was better for one person to be embarrassed than for three people to be embarrassed together.

Aaron shook his head playfully and looked at Ginny, whose face was more red. "How is she?"

"Better than before, but still unconscious." Ron looked at Aaron gratefully, "Thank you so much this time. If you hadn't defeated Tom Riddle and taken back my sister's vitality, I really don't know what would have happened."

"You're welcome. I'm doing this for myself.

If Voldemort is resurrected, it will be of no benefit to me."

"It really makes me sad to think so!"

Riddle's voice fell clearly into everyone's ears. Several people were shocked and looked over in horror.

I saw Riddle, who was charred, slowly stood up, and his injuries were still recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his body was emitting a hazy glimmer, which was much blurrier than at the beginning.

Aaron was stunned for a while, turned his head and looked at Harry and the other two, "Don't tell me that I didn't finish him off just now."

"We saw him injured like that..." Harry said anxiously, but seeing Aaron's angry look, he couldn't say anything.

Hermione and Ron also turned pale and trembled with fear.

I thought Riddle would only have half a breath left even if he didn't die. Who would have thought that he would be fully revived in less than a minute!

"This is tragic. How can you be so unreliable?" Aaron said bitterly. At this moment, he felt the horror of his teammates. The good situation he had worked hard to create was reversed by Voldemort.

"Harry Potter, I thank you from the bottom of my heart." Riddle laughed, "Just now I really felt death passing by me."

"The flames are blazing." Hermione shouted suddenly.

But Riddle simply raised his wand, the fire spell was offset, and Hermione's wand was also knocked out.

"If it was just now, this spell would still be a threat to me, but now this fire can't even keep me warm."

Hermione stepped back in fear, and Harry picked up the sword and rushed over with a roar, but after a few steps he was knocked to the feet of the three people by a pale white light.

Ron immediately helped him up and said tremblingly: "Aaron, can you use that trick again? At worst, we will be struck by lightning together with you."

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