Chapter 531: A Further Path to Immortality, a Pie That Cannot Be Rejected (1/2)

Chapter 531 A further road to immortality, an irresistible pie

"Haha!" Voldemort sneered, "You are just a discarded pawn now, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

"Not before, but..." Aaron turned his head to look at the gray-white barrier, and said meaningfully: "Not necessarily now."

"What do you mean?" Voldemort's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Alas!" Aaron sighed, "I really don't like the Order of the Phoenix, but if I can save my life, I really don't mind going with Dumbledore.

You should know my ability. Although I am not your opponent in the next ten or twenty years, with my help, the time for you to unify the wizarding world may be delayed for a few years."

"Are you threatening me?" Voldemort snorted, "Do you think I lack that time?"

"No, but there is no need, right?" Aaron was calm, "Anyway, there is still some time, why not listen to the conditions I can propose.

If you agree, we are all happy, if you don't agree, there is no loss to you."

"Aaron, you can't..." Harry couldn't help it immediately. He believed that Aaron would not stand on the opposite side of them, but this did not mean that he could accept Aaron and Voldemort reaching a cooperation.

"Silently!"

Bang!

Before Harry finished speaking, a spell hit him, and he couldn't make a sound no matter how hard he opened his mouth.

"I told you not to talk first." Aaron said helplessly, then turned his head to look at Genes, "Uncle Genes, can you help me set up a barrier?"

"Sure." Genes waved his wand, and a gray-white barrier covered everyone except Harry Potter.

Aaron looked at Genes and Lucius in the barrier, feeling somewhat speechless.

What he wanted was to negotiate with Voldemort alone, but now it seemed unlikely.

"Now you can tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" Voldemort asked contemptuously.

"Don't bother me."

"Impossible." Voldemort did not shy away from Jins beside him, "You should know how much you are worth to me. If you were me, would you give up?"

"Okay!" Aaron pursed his lips, "I'll take a step back. Don't bother me for now."

"Why?" Voldemort showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Give you enough time, you will be another Dumbledore, I won't leave any threats to myself."

"Don't rush to refuse." Aaron took a sip of tea slowly, "You haven't heard my conditions yet!"

"You can't mobilize the resources of the Gaius family now, what conditions can you put forward?"

"Eternal life." Aaron said confidently.

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know."

Aaron expected Voldemort's change in attitude. After all, at his level, what interests him is immortality in addition to becoming a god, and becoming a god is also for the service of immortality.

"I can let you see the road to immortality further, but I am not responsible for whether you can get other gains."

Voldemort was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said, "How do I know if what you said is true?"

"We can make a contract. If I can't do it, I can cooperate with all your research."

Voldemort's eyes lit up, but he still didn't agree immediately, "I admit that your conditions are very tempting to me, but I can't ignore your threats to me.

I can't trouble you for the time being. This "temporary" is probably difficult to define!"

"How about ten years?" Aaron directly "asked for a high price, but he didn't pay it back. It was enough for him to fight for two or three years.

"Are you kidding me?" Voldemort laughed angrily, "You are hard to catch now. I need to do it myself. I may not be able to catch you even after ten years."

"Five years." Aaron gritted his teeth and pretended to be very unwilling.

"Too long." Voldemort chuckled and refused.

"Three years, don't go too far."

"One year." Voldemort said lightly.

"You are meaningless." Aaron said unhappily, "I just want to live my own life in peace. Don't force me to join the Order of the Phoenix. With Dumbledore's protection, you can't do anything to me in three to five years."

Voldemort snorted, "Three years is impossible. By then, I will have unified the magic world."

"Then let's do this! Both sides take a step back." Aaron pretended to think for a moment and put forward a condition that was most favorable to him, "Before Dumbledore and Harry Potter die, you can't cause me any trouble."

"That... OK." Voldemort nodded slightly, "But what if you take the initiative to hinder my plan?"

"If the time is advanced, you and your forces can take action against me."

"This doesn't seem fair to me!" Voldemort said meaningfully, "What if you ruin my plan..."

"This is about immortality, not a trivial matter, don't push it too far." Aaron said boldly, not backing down at all.

"Okay, I'll give you a favor."

Aaron immediately drew out his wand, wrote a contract in the air, and signed his name.

The content was similar to what they agreed, but Voldemort's face was not very good, "Wait, why do you have to kill Dumbledore and Harry Potter before you can take me to a longer immortality?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm not ready yet." Aaron said nonsense seriously, "If you are not satisfied, you can not sign."

Voldemort did not doubt it, and wrote a line of red font with his wand: Tom Riddle.

After the contract was completed, it automatically dissipated, and Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and his sense of security was directly full.

The longer immortality was what he thought of these days, and it was a condition that Voldemort could never refuse.

But in fact, this road is exclusive to him alone. It is the immortal power formed by the combination of the dog spell and the horse spell. If Voldemort knew about it, he would definitely capture him frantically and would not negotiate any conditions with him at all.

Now it depends on Dumbledore and Harry Potter. One is the White Devil and the other is the savior in the prophecy. It will take Voldemort at least two years to kill them!

These two years are his growth period. As for the attack and defense transformation after two years, it would be good if he didn't kill Voldemort.

"Master, can I remove the barrier?" Jins asked.

"Wait a moment." Aaron waved his hand easily, "I still have something to talk to the Dark Lord about."

"What else?" Voldemort asked expressionlessly. After signing the contract, he and his forces could not attack Aaron. In other words, the status of both parties was similar, and the necessary respect should be given.

Aaron smiled slightly, opened a red magic circle and put his hand in.

After a moment, a small purple glass bottle was taken out by him.

Voldemort's pupils widened instantly, and he stood up directly from the sofa, and his calm mentality was thrown away completely.

Aaron tossed the "Moon Drop" in his hand, "I want to use it to make a deal with you."

"Say it." Voldemort suppressed the urge to snatch, but his vertical pupils were staring at the purple solution.

"The Death Eaters under your command are causing trouble everywhere. The magic world is very unstable now, which will inevitably affect some people."

"Speak to the point." Voldemort said impatiently.

"I don't care about others, but you can't touch Ollivander's Wand Shop." Aaron said seriously, "My uncle is an honest businessman, and he is old, so he won't have any impact on you."

Voldemort hesitated for a moment, and pondered: "I can only promise not to use violence against him, but he must cooperate where he should cooperate, otherwise I don't mind using some other means."

"No, this is not negotiable." Aaron said decisively, with a very tough attitude.

"Master." Lucius interrupted carefully, "Olivander is not the only wand-making master in the magic world."

"You don't need to remind me."

"Mr. Ollivander is one of the few relatives of Madam." Jeans said, "Although the Gaius family will not participate in the disputes in the magic world, I hope the Dark Lord can give face."

"Since Mr. Jeans said so, I can leave Ollivander alone." Voldemort smiled and then looked at Aaron, "I agree to this condition, give me the thing."

"Why are you in such a hurry!" Aaron said slowly, "This bottle of potion is a priceless treasure. Only protecting Ollivander really can't show its value."

"You..." Voldemort gritted his teeth anxiously, but soon he thought of something, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You want Is she nodded helplessly? "Under the premise of self -protection, it can help." Miss Kelia knows? "" It's about you? "Aaron scolded angrily." In addition, don't think too much. Ghost, I would like to thank Merlin without adding fuel and vinegar. "Okay, but this won't happen again." Voldemort snorted.

"Besides that, the Death Eaters can't deliberately cause trouble for her.

I think the Dark Lord shouldn't be so intolerant of a little witch who was born in Muggle!"

"Hahaha... You are really good to her and considerate.

Do you need me to help you promote it?"

"That's not necessary."

Voldemort said contemptuously, "I can agree to this condition. Now give me the potion."

"Sign the contract."

"That's not necessary!" Voldemort felt insulted. Since he, the Dark Lord, had made a promise, would he go back on his word?

Olivander was not irreplaceable. As for Hermione Granger, he didn't take that mudblood seriously at all and could kill her with a flick of his hand.

"It doesn't matter whether it's necessary or not. Just tell me, do you want to sign or not?"

"Sign." Voldemort spit out this word angrily. The "Moon Drop" was very important to him. In the face of huge interests, dignity could be put aside.

"Very good." Aaron clapped his hands and wrote the second contract in the air.

Voldemort glanced at it and wrote his name without any ambiguity.

"Happy cooperation. "

Aaron smiled and used the levitation spell to send the "Moon Drop" to Voldemort.

After getting what he wanted, Voldemort could not hide his excitement.

He opened the bottle cap directly and used the magic wand to guide the purple solution inside, fearing that it would be wasted.

A group of "Moon Drops" turned into purple rain and fell on Voldemort.

His pale skin gradually became bloody, his serpent-like face turned into a human face, his facial features became more and more obvious, and even his bald head had black hair.

Except for his eyes, which were still red vertical pupils, Voldemort had become a handsome middle-aged man, which was completely different from his previous appearance.

"Master, you, you are now..." Lucius looked at this scene in astonishment, not knowing how to express the shock in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Lucius conjured up a mirror and handed it to Voldemort respectfully, "Look. "

Voldemort looked at himself in the mirror, touched his cheek subconsciously, and felt mixed emotions.

Since splitting his soul, he has become a ghost, but he has no regrets about sacrificing his appearance for immortality, and even thinks it is worth it.

But if he had a choice, he would not want to become that kind of person. Wouldn't it be better to be a decent person?

More importantly, he could feel a magical power in his body, which allowed him to reshape his body with the help of the soul in the Horcrux.

Although it can only be used once, it is no different from having a second life in the true sense.

"Very good, very good." Voldemort smiled proudly, "Lucius, it's right to come here today. I haven't been so excited for a long time."

"Congratulations, Master." Lucius forced a happy smile, "This is definitely a good sign. I believe that the master will soon unify the magic world."

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed inappropriately, "You two, this is my home, can you restrain yourself a little?

Uncle Jeans, you can remove the barrier now."

"Yes, sir."

The gray-white barrier slowly dissipated, and at the same time another barrier began to be lifted, and Voldemort and Dumbledore appeared in Harry's sight almost at the same time.

The Dark Lord's appearance had changed drastically, less crazy and more calm than before. His eyes fell on Harry and made him feel cold, as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake.

The White Lord was completely different. Dumbledore was still as amiable as ever, but his pupils could not stop trembling violently, as if he had seen something incredible and felt that his worldview had collapsed.