Chapter 574: A Prophecy with a Trap, Isn't This a Bit Too Righteous? (1/2)

Chapter 574 A prophecy with a trap, isn't this a bit too righteous?

After closing the store door, Aaron set up a defensive barrier, and then used detection magic to confirm that there were no ears and eyes around, and then pointed the wand at the Welsh green dragon that crawled out of the bag.

Bang!

A white light hit the green dragon, turning Sirius back into a human.

"Just find a place to sit. My store is not big, but it's not a problem to have one more person."

"We'll talk about that later. Can you get me something to eat first?" Sirius said embarrassedly. He was really hungry all day and really couldn't stand it.

"Sure!" Aaron smiled and snapped his fingers, "Abe!"

"That's too much! Can't I just not eat?" Sirius's face suddenly became ugly. The word he heard most in the two days since he crawled out of the coffin was "Abe", and the white dragon claw was almost becoming his psychological shadow.

Being dishonest, disobedient, and even speaking loudly is a big jerk. The key is that he doesn't even have a wand, so he has no capital to resist.

Although he doesn't think that the gap between him and a dragon can be made up by a wand, it's really uncomfortable to be unable to do anything and just be scolded.

"Master, this is what he said!" Abe silently pulled his claws out of his pocket, and looked at Sirius with a little more pity.

Aaron looked at Sirius with a smile, "You may have misunderstood something. I won't let the tool man, no, let the guests go hungry."

"Then why did you call it just now?"

"Let Abe share some rations with you!" Aaron said as a matter of course, "It has more supplies in its pocket than in my bag."

Abe nodded proudly, and then took out ten breads, ten egg tarts, a bottle of jam, and two bottles of beer from his pocket.

"Is this...vegetarian? I remember there was meat in its pocket."

"Roar!"

Abe roared at him unhappily. It was good enough that you weren't hungry, but you still wanted to eat meat. You were a little too proud!

"Okay! I understand." Sirius smiled awkwardly but politely, and tactfully took a bunch of snacks and started eating.

"You may feel unhappy, but I still want to ask, do you and that girl... do they know?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"You can't say that." Sirius opened a bottle of beer, "I still have to work hard for you for another year. I have a feeling that you will be very busy in the next year and can't be affected by women."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "So this is why you have been single for more than 30 years."

Puff!

Sirius felt a knife in his chest for no reason, "I was delayed purely by the prison."

"What a stubborn explanation."

"But you'd better think about what I said carefully. After you deal with Voldemort, you'll have plenty of time to fall in love."

"You don't need to worry about it. Hermione and Clea both know that Fleur works in Diagon Alley, and they are also clear about my relationship with her."

Sirius:......

"Just pretend I didn't say anything just now!"

"Have you finished eating?" Aaron said impatiently, "After you finish eating, go to bed, but I don't have a guest room here, you can only sleep on the floor here."

"It doesn't matter." Sirius said easily, sleeping on the floor is nothing, it's better than sleeping in a coffin!

After sending Sirius away, Aaron returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and skillfully set up a soundproof magic circle.

Then he picked up the wand, shook his wrist quickly, and the words emitting red light floated in the air one by one.

The bones of his father, the flesh of his servants, the blood of his enemies, the broken soul...

"The flesh and blood and bones form the body, and the soul merges with the body, which is considered a true resurrection." Aaron murmured to himself, "But what if there is a problem with the materials?"

The bones, flesh, and soul are definitely fine, but the blood of the enemy comes from Harry Potter.

Thinking of this, Aaron continued to wave his wand and added Harry Potter's name in the air, and added emphasis (blood), blood, blood relatives, blood relative protection spell...

Aaron wrote down these derived words in a daze, and couldn't help but admire his own reasoning ability.

If he guessed correctly, Voldemort's body was flowing with Harry's blood at the moment, which meant that Voldemort became Harry's blood relative, and even accidentally continued the blood relative protection spell.

"Interesting, so damn interesting." Aaron smiled with ease, "Professor Trelawney, your prophecy has done Voldemort a great disservice."

One of Harry and Voldemort must die at the hands of the other, but if the blood bond is continued and the souls are still involved, it will be difficult for Voldemort to kill Harry.

Harry does have a power that Voldemort does not have, but this power was given to him by Voldemort accidentally, which is really ironic.

As long as Voldemort believes in the prophecy, he will not give up killing Harry himself. Once he fails, he will believe in the prophecy more and more... This is a vicious circle!

"This is a trap. Prophecies are all lies." Aaron shook his head. Harry could die in countless ways and could die at the hands of anyone, but Voldemort's magic alone could not kill him.

But the prophecy required him to kill Harry Potter himself. This prank was really too much. If Voldemort knew that he was defeated by such a prophecy, he would probably be angry to death.

Thinking of this, Aaron suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Harry's life was harder than he thought, so the contract between him and Voldemort could be postponed for a while.

......

The next day, the alarm clock rang on time at six o'clock.

Aaron opened his eyes dazedly and called Abe by the way.

Seeing Sirius sleeping soundly on the floor, he directly poured a clear water curse on his face.

"Fuck!" Sirius stood up in a daze, "You're just waking people up like this?"

"At least you don't have to wash your face." Aaron said lightly, "I'm just reminding you that this is not Grimmauld Place, nor is it my Shenming Temple, and you are already dead. If someone accidentally finds out that you are still alive, it will cause trouble for me."

"I know, I know." Sirius said impatiently, "How many times have you said this? I've heard it so many times that my ears are calloused."

"It's always better to be careful."

Aaron simply made three breakfasts, and after eating, he put two pictures in front of Sirius, "Take a look!"

"What is this?" Sirius asked curiously, but just a glance at his face became interesting, "Isn't this too bullying."

"I think it's very suitable." Aaron said seriously, "This is something I drew with great difficulty. It is the best cover for your identity."

"Limped A yellow dog with one leg, a skinny white cat. "Sirius was confused, "Is it necessary to be so miserable?"

"Turn into a yellow dog during business hours, and just rest in the backyard.

Turn into a white cat when you want to go out for a walk. You are skinny and ordinary people will feel disgusted at a glance, and no one will care about you.

If you want to follow me, you can turn into yesterday's green dragon, which looks similar to the model and will not attract attention."

"That's what I said, but it's really hard to accept."

"Sleep in a coffin?"

"No, it's not necessary, it's also good to turn into a cat and a dog.

Wait, you still want to open for business?"

"This..." Aaron frowned, "Diagon Alley really doesn't have much traffic at this time."

"That's not what I mean. It's such a waste of time to open for business!" Sirius looked at Aaron anxiously. Although he didn't want to admit it, in his opinion, Aaron was the main force in finding the Horcrux, and he should spend the time doing business on business.

"Sorry, it's not my turn for you to give me advice.

I can temporarily give up business, but that doesn't mean I have to spend my time looking for Horcruxes." Aaron said very seriously, "Do you plan to turn into a dog and stay at home, or turn into a cat and go out by yourself, or turn into a green dragon and go out with us."

"Let's turn into a green dragon!" Sirius said helplessly.

"A wise decision." Aaron smiled slightly, tapped Sirius' head with his wand, and turned him into a palm-sized green dragon.

Abe snorted lightly and opened his pocket reluctantly.

Sirius knew the situation and got in decisively.

"Where are we going?"

"Of course it's Ollivander's Wand Shop. I said I would go to him today." Aaron said as a matter of course, and then hung the sign of suspension of business on the door.

Ollivander's Wand Shop.

This is the only store in Diagon Alley that can still operate normally.

Even dark wizards need wands. Normally, no one wants to offend a wand-making master, not to mention that Aaron made an amulet for Ollivander.

Pushing the door open, Aaron walked in directly.

Fleur was sitting behind the counter. Seeing him come in, she rolled her eyes at him unhappily, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"No, where's my uncle?"

"Mr. Ollivander didn't sleep well. I seemed to have disturbed him when I used the unlocking spell last night." Fleur said with some resentment, "You have to take half the responsibility for this."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Just tell me, what are you going to do?" Fleur slapped the drawings that Aaron gave her last night on the table directly, "I can't understand these things at all."

"I would be surprised if you could understand it." Aaron thought to himself. Fleur was indeed an outstanding graduate in Beauxbatons, but this was the construction drawing of the teleportation array. It looked like a heavenly book to non-professionals.

"We'll talk later. First, get me a wand!"

"Is there something wrong with your wand?"

"That's not the case. It's just that a friend's wand broke, and he asked me to buy him a new one." Aaron said seriously.

Sirius was inexplicably touched, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. If you don't even have a wand, how can you work for me!"

Sirius: I'm too early to be touched.

"What's his size? Is he good with his left or right hand?"

"This..."

"You're not going to buy him a random wand, are you?" Fleur asked with a smile, "This may not be suitable for him."

"Do you remember what your wand looks like?" Aaron asked in Dragon Language.

"I remember, of course I remember." Sirius said hurriedly, "It's made of oak, twelve inches long, and the core is a phoenix feather."

"It's made of oak, twelve inches long, and the core is a phoenix feather.

This is the wand he used before, just give me a similar one."

"Wait a minute." Fleur turned and pulled out a box from the narrow aisle, "There happens to be an identical one, but the price is a little more expensive, eleven Galleons."

"No problem." Aaron put away the wand, then took out eleven gold Galleons from Abe's pocket and put them on the counter.

"Can you tell me what these drawings are for now?"

"Teleportation array, I plan to build a teleportation array in the back hall of Ollivander's Wand Shop."

"What?" Ollivander's surprised voice came from the second floor.

"Good morning, uncle." Aaron greeted.

"What's good about that? I just woke up and heard a piece of news that made my heart a little uncomfortable." Ollivander said unhappily, "Teleportation array, don't you think about whether my small place can accommodate it?"

"It's okay if we squeeze in. If not, I can use the traceless extension spell."

"But why do you build a teleportation array?" Ollivander frowned. "That's the way ancient wizards traveled between two places, but now whether it's a portkey, a floo network, or an apparition, it's more convenient and faster than a teleportation array. Don't tell me you're teleporting objects?"

"Objects are secondary, the main thing is to teleport people.

It takes time to activate the portkey and it's easy to be interrupted. The connection of the floo network can't bypass the Ministry of Magic and it's easy to be blocked. Not everyone can apparition."

"Wait a minute." Fleur interrupted, "You said everyone? How many people do you plan to teleport at a time?"

"It's not certain yet. If it's less, it's a few, and if it's more, it may be hundreds." Aaron said lightly, but Ollivander and Fleur opened their mouths in surprise.

"Merlin's beard! Please tell me you are joking."

"This is not a joke, my serious uncle, I brought the blueprints."

"Reason, I need a reason."

"Dumbledore is dead, if nothing unexpected happens, Hogwarts may be occupied by Death Eaters in the future, I have to leave myself a way out in advance."

"Back way out? You?" Ollivander laughed, "Don't be funny, you are better at Apparition than Jeans, if you want to run, no one can stop you, do you need this kind of back way out?"

After speaking, Ollivander was suddenly stunned, looking at his nephew in disbelief, "Are you planning to take a group of students with you?"

"If necessary." Aaron said undeniably.

"That's crazy. I know you have a sense of justice, but isn't this a little too righteous?"

"It's better to take precautions before they happen." Aaron shrugged and looked at Fleur. "Like I said last night, Hogwarts has never been safe. No one knows what will happen in the seventh year."

"Why did you choose Ollivander's Wand Shop?"

"Because it's safe." Aaron said confidently, "I signed a contract with Voldemort. Ollivander's Wand Shop is one of the few places in the wizarding world that Death Eaters dare not invade."