A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

"Samael, dead?" Zemo opened his eyes wide in surprise, "This joke is not funny at all. He is not an ordinary demon. Ordinary demons have to kneel down and salute him when they see him."

"But he did die, and he died with his eyes open."

"That's impossible."

Bang!

Aaron snapped his fingers, pulling a ball of silver memories out of his mind.

A ball of silver light flew in the air, creating ripples and projecting a picture of Samael unwilling to dissipate under the energy bombardment.

Gurgle!

Zemo couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and after a few seconds he looked at Aaron blankly, "Who are you?"

"Aaron Gaius, the wizard destined to ascend to godhood."

"Gaius? Wizard?" Zemo murmured, and then suddenly thought of something, "It's you? Are you the God of Contract?"

"Huh? What do you know?" Aaron asked with interest.

“I only know that Lucifer, the king of hell, has issued a huge bounty for the magician named Gaius.

Many of the demons still left in the world are eyeing this bounty, and Samael is one of them."

Aaron's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile and said, "In a sense, I am indeed a unique and precious commodity in the entire universe. Both my blood and soul are extremely valuable."

"Then Samael...didn't you see that?"

"I don't think so. I relied solely on equipment during the battle with him, and didn't use any magic at all.

Until he is damned to hell, I am considered a damned mortal.

A demon! It's understandable that he's not very smart."

"But you are Gaius, the Gaius who can defeat the King of Hell." Zemo said meaningfully, "From the moment you defeated Samael, you have been the focus of everyone's attention."

Aaron shrugged noncommittally, "I miscalculated. I thought the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj would take action in time, but I didn't expect her to see it all the way through.

Haha! You old bitch, your heart is full of evil.

But it doesn't matter. I'm mentally prepared. If the enemy comes, we will fight him with our generals and if the water comes, we will block it with earth!"

The worst result would be that the thought body would show up, and the real Gaius would appear, and no one would focus on Aaron Gaius anymore.

However, we still have to think of a relatively reasonable way to appear, and we cannot have any involvement with Aaron Gaius, so that we can gain enough time to develop.

"What do you want me to do?" Zemo asked puzzled.

"Let's talk in a different environment. It's quite depressing here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aaron took a step forward and took Zemo to his own spiritual world.

He sat in his seat very skillfully and snapped his fingers.

Zemo's body swayed, and before he could react, he was sitting opposite Aaron.

"Don't be nervous, this is my spiritual world and my future kingdom of God."

"It's pretty good." Zemo nodded, pretending to be calm. "If you don't know, you might think this is heaven."

"Isn't what I said clear enough?

I need someone like you, calm, patient, calculating, decisive but without losing the bottom line.

The fact that you were able to split the Avengers while being a mortal being and succeed makes you stronger than most villains."

"Oh!" Zemo drawled out his tone as if he had suddenly realized something, "You want to recruit me to work for you?"

"That's right."

"I refuse."

"So straightforward?"

“My goal has been achieved, I just want justice for my family.

If even one of you, you or they, had seen that video, the Avengers would have been torn apart from within.

After this, death or spending the rest of my life in prison is what I deserve.”

"You have another choice." Aaron persuaded patiently, "Work for me and start a new chapter in your life."

"I refuse." Zemo said again bluntly, "I don't like people with super powers, let alone working for them."

"I am a wizard. I am fundamentally different from those people with super powers who rely on technology and mutations."

“There’s not much difference actually.”

“The biggest difference between me and them is that many people died at my hands, but none of them were innocent.

Besides, I don’t like to meddle in other people’s affairs unless I can’t avoid it or there is an interest that I can’t refuse.”

Seeing that Zemo was still unmoved, Aaron couldn't help but smack his lips, "Do you know what you are refusing? It's rare for me to recruit someone so seriously."

"That doesn't mean I have to do things for you."

"Hmm..." Aaron thought for a while, supporting his chin with both hands, "Long life, god-like authority, full freedom, and the right to refuse to a certain extent."

Hearing this, Zemo was also a little surprised, "Isn't this condition too high?

Especially the freedom and right to refuse, are you sure you are recruiting me?"

"What else?" Aaron said with an unfathomable smile, "I don't want any assassins, and I won't treat my men as slaves.

All I want is ability and loyalty, these two are the most basic.

As long as I have these two things, I can spare no effort to cultivate my followers. I will try my best to meet their needs and help solve any troubles they encounter.

Because my followers are strong, I, as their master, will also become stronger."

Zemo nodded, not quite understanding, "But you need to make sure your followers' loyalty doesn't change."

"I am the God of Contract. The Gaius family's contract magic is innate. Once a contract is signed, no one can violate it."

"Including you?"

"certainly."

Zemo hesitated for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "If it was before Sokovia disappeared, I might agree, but now..."

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“Now you can agree to it.

Your father, wife, and children are dead, and you have nothing.

As a son, husband, and father, you have sought justice for your family in your own way.

That's amazing, I couldn't do that if I were you.

But your father, your wife, and your son don’t want you to give up on yourself. They would rather see you pick yourself up and embrace a new life.”

Zemo pursed his lips and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, "Your words are convincing, but you are not them."

"What if I could let you meet them again?"

"What did you say?" Zemo stood up from his chair excitedly, his voice trembling a little, "Are you kidding? Can you really let me see them again?"

"Magic itself is synonymous with miracles, and the miracles I master are beyond your imagination." Aaron sat up straight and raised two fingers, "I have two kinds, no..."

Aaron hesitantly raised his third finger, "I have three ways for you to see them."

“The first is spiritualism, which brings the spirits of the dead back to the real world from the underworld.

You found their bodies, which meets the conditions for communication, and you have enough time to ask for their opinions."

“The second is to turn stillness into movement, to make a life-size sculpture, so I can give life to the sculpture.

Before the magic wears off, they are no different from living people, and if you wish, they can even stay with you forever."

Zemo's heart was moved. If there was such a clause in the conditions, he would sign it even if it was a contract to sell himself.

His loyalty alone can bring back three family members, which is a great deal.

But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before he extinguished it. After all, a statue was just a statue, not a real life. He could not deceive himself with the lives of his family members.

"What about the third one?"

"The third option... although it's not difficult, the risk is very high." Aaron said hesitantly, "Although I haven't become a god yet, I have an immortal life and an immortal soul.

As long as the bodies of your family members are still intact, I can give them enough life energy to revive them."

"This...can you do all this?" Zemo asked in disbelief, but his eyes were full of anticipation and anxiety.

“Resurrection from the dead is also a kind of miracle, isn’t it?

This ability is out of reach for mortals, but it is not difficult for the Lord of Dimension.

Dimensions are immortal, and so are the Lords of Dimensions. In their own dimensions, they are omnipotent gods, so the Lords of Dimensions are the most prosperous beings in the entire multiverse."

"Are you the Lord of Dimensions?"

"If you are a believer of the Holy Court, you should know that the God of Contract is also the Creator of the Soul and the Ruler of Shadows." Aaron said a little embarrassedly, "Where you are standing now is my spiritual dimension. I created all the beautiful things I could in this world and turned it into a dreamland.

But now it is just an imaginary world and cannot be considered a real dimension.

But I do control a shadow dimension, and I am truly the master of that dimension."

"I choose the third option." Zemo said tremblingly, "I can give everything to revive them."

Aaron was silent for a while, then shook his head regretfully at Zemo, "You should choose one of the first two!"

"Why? Isn't it easy? Can't you revive them?"

“I also said that the risk is very high. After the death of most creatures in the universe, their souls will return to the embrace of the goddess of death. Death is one of the five creation gods and a god of the multiverse level.

To put it bluntly, resurrection means exchanging the souls I need from Him with something more valuable, such as the origin, or enough life force, but in this way, my identity will no longer be hidden from Him. "

“I dare say that my ancestor must have dealt with these gods of creation, but I don’t know whether he had friendship or hatred with them.

It would be fine if we have a friendship. Even if the friendship has been almost worn out over the years, a fair deal should not be a problem, and He should not mind keeping my identity secret.

But if there is a grudge, the soul I want is the soul that the goddess of death wants to destroy, and my identity will also be known to everyone in the entire multiverse.

So...it's a gamble, you have to pay the entry fee, but the chance of winning is only 50%.

We can’t afford to lose, but in my opinion, if you don’t gamble, you won’t lose.”

"Then why did you tell me this third method?" Zemo asked somewhat frustratedly.

As Aaron said, he didn't dare to gamble.

Failing to protect one's family is painful enough, but if their souls are destroyed as well, it would be like the sky falling and the earth collapsing.

But after finally seeing hope, it was shattered in the blink of an eye. The gap was so huge that he could hardly accept it.

"Trust between people still needs to be established." Aaron said bluntly, "I told you there is such a method, and I also told you why I can do it but won't do it, just because I don't want unnecessary misunderstandings to occur in the future."

"What if I still refuse?"

"Once or twice, but not three or four times.

If you are sure you want to refuse, I won't force you.

Many people cannot get such an opportunity, but it does not necessarily require you.

But before I leave, I will erase all your memories of me, and your future fate has nothing to do with me."

"That's very thoughtful." Zemo smiled bitterly.

“It’s not okay to be inconsiderate!

Even if you are walking on thin ice, there will be times when you make mistakes, so you can only try to reduce the risk. "Aaron said with emotion, "Choose one between the first method and the second method!"

"The first one." Zemo lowered his head and covered his face and said, "If you win, I can work for you."

"Did your attitude change so quickly?"

"I know what they will say to me, I...

I can deceive myself, but I can't refuse their kindness.

It is a great fortune for me to see my family again, so it is not difficult to make a choice. "Zemo said seriously, and then changed the subject, "But I still need to know what you want me to do and the specific compensation you can give. What you said just now is a bit abstract."

"Understood, no problem." Aaron smiled slightly, and then materialized a contract that unfolded in mid-air. At the same time, ten potions of different colors appeared in front of Zemo.

Zemo didn't care about the extra things on the table, but just looked at the contents of the contract carefully.

The signatory must give his life and soul to Aaron Gaius, which is a necessary condition for the loyalty of the followers.

The signatories have the right to reject unreasonable demands made by Aaron Gaius that are contrary to morality and fairness. This is a respect for the dependents.

Under the premise of not violating the orders of Aaron Gaius, the signatories enjoy full personal freedom...

There are more than a dozen items, each with a full explanation.

Zemo read it carefully, not missing a single punctuation mark.

After confirming that the conditions were acceptable, he turned his attention to the two lines of text below the contract.

The reward for signing the contract is that he can meet his deceased family again through spiritualism, and a path to becoming a god (the final right of interpretation belongs to Aaron Gaius).

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