Mind Space, My Domain, My Rules

The black particles merged into Aaron's body, Voldemort also became attached to him.

In this state, the effect of the Cerebral Sealing Technique will be greatly weakened, and with a little effort, he can break through Aaron's brain-blocking defenses.

Just as he was feeling triumphant and preparing to explore the secrets of the Gaius family and the magical knowledge passed down through generations, his consciousness was suddenly pulled to its limit.

When he came to his senses, Voldemort found himself in a vast, open space.

Here, the sky and the earth are closely connected, the clear blue lake water reflects the clouds in the sky, and the magnificent blue aurora and the golden waterfall on the snow-capped mountains weave together to create the most mysterious picture.

Voldemort unconsciously swallowed. Even he had never seen such a beautiful sight before, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. "Where is this place?"

"Welcome to my Mind Space." Aaron suddenly appeared on the lake, saying with a proud look, "These beautiful scenes are woven from the postcards my parents used to send me. I must say, they have great taste."

However, I only recently began constructing my Mind Space, so what you see is just a rough outline. I haven't had time to prepare the desert, grassland, forest, ocean, starry sky, and so on.

"Mind... space?" Voldemort murmured, his face gradually darkening. "You've been waiting for me here all along?"

"Hey, you absolutely can't say that. Didn't I warn you?" Aaron said seriously. "It's just that the human brain can become impulsive when driven by curiosity."

"I never expected the Dark Lord to be so impatient. I thought you were going to torture me severely before invading my memories!"

"I was thinking of taking my time preparing, but you've surprised me too much. Who knows what might happen if we keep dragging this out?"

Aaron nodded noncommittally. Voldemort's concerns were justified, because his Thought Form had already arrived at the Department of Mysteries and was now outside the execution chamber.

With the stalemate between Abei and the Death Eater, he might be able to take a few more elite Death Eater with him if he finds the right opportunity.

Then, they would merge with the original body, and a Grand Archmage would possess a Holy Dragon. This was the capital to trade lives with Voldemort, but now it seems that such trouble is no longer necessary.

"My Cerebral Sealing Technique has long been perfected; even if a god were to come, he would not be able to see into my memories."

In addition, an ancestor of the Gaius family invented the Mind Concealment Heart Concealment Technique more than a thousand years ago, which was later improved by his descendants and given the Heart Concealment Technique the ability to counter the enemy's consciousness.

"I recently obtained another magical item that elevated my Soul Stone power to an invincible level. It was during that time that I gained the inspiration to construct my Mind Space."

"You're really well-prepared!" Voldemort gritted his teeth. "Memory, mind, and Soul Stone —could you be any more cunning?"

"I dare." Aaron nodded very seriously. "My physical strength has reached a bottleneck. I will find a way to break through this limit in the future."

It takes opportunity, but success depends on human effort; I'm sure I can do it.

Voldemort:...

You're really bold to say that!

"To be honest, you are the first person to enter my Mind Space. Although I have very unfriendly intentions, I still want to know your opinion."

"You're a very knowledgeable and well-traveled person, what do you think of this place?"

"Very beautiful... it's calming." Voldemort reluctantly told the truth, "But that's not why I came here."

"I understand, but it's a pity you're destined to get nothing."

In my Mind Space, I possess immense authority and boundless magic. Although my strength will not exceed the limit of my physical power, you will not be able to defeat me so easily.

"And to be frank, if I wanted to, I could kick you out with a single thought."

"You didn't do that, so what was your purpose?"

Aaron gave a shy smile. "As the saying goes, it's only polite to reciprocate. You want to pry into my memories, so naturally I want to see yours too."

But don't get me wrong, I have my bottom line. As long as you have knowledge, I won't read your personal information, your schemes, or your future actions against the Order of the Phoenix and the Magic World.

"Go to hell!"

Enraged, Voldemort angrily swung his Wand, and the green Killing Curse shot straight at Aaron.

He really couldn't take it anymore. The last time he felt this frustrated was more than ten years ago when the Killing Curse was reflected back at him by Harry Potter.

Without hesitation, Aaron erected the Seraphim's Shield. Supported by his inexhaustible mental power, this powerful defensive magic suffered almost no damage to him.

"There's no need to take action! We can talk things over."

"At worst, I'll compromise. As long as you promise to let us leave as a descendant of Slytherin, we can discuss everything."

Voldemort's composure crumbled instantly, and he cursed, "Don't even think about it!"

"Old people are just stubborn." Aaron shook his head, then said with a stern face, "Since you're not cooperating, don't even think about leaving easily."

"I can leave whenever I want, without your permission," Voldemort said, then withdrew from his consciousness. To his astonishment, he found himself still standing there, as if nothing had happened.

What did you do?

"Nothing was done." Aaron shrugged. "It's just that you used the wrong method."

If you want to leave here, you either need my permission, kill me, or completely destroy this space.

Friendly reminder: erasing my consciousness here will not have the slightest impact on me in the real world. However, if I accidentally destroy your consciousness, then you are truly finished.

"Besides, time flows much slower here than outside, and your Death Eater are being held up by my pet. I have plenty of time to argue with you."

Voldemort laughed in anger, "You think you can beat me?"

"I didn't use powerful magic just now because we're on the ninth level underground. If we went outside, none of us would be safe. But this is your territory, so I don't have many reservations."

"I didn't either," Aaron said bluntly. "No matter how badly you destroy this place, I can restore it in no time after I leave."

"And the initiative is now in my hands. If things really get really dangerous, I won't hesitate to kick you out."

"Damn it."

Voldemort cursed, never expecting that he, who had spent his days hunting geese, would have his eyes pecked by one.

I thought I was on the second level, but to my surprise, the other side was on the first level.

The next moment, Voldemort made his move decisively.

A silver light shone from the tip of his Wand, and the azure waters of Lake A surged wildly, forming a giant python, no less than several tens of meters long than Abei.

The giant python roared to the sky, its fangs formed by the flowing water appearing unusually cold under the aurora's rays.

"Hahaha!" Voldemort laughed loudly, "Your plan is terrible, because in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery is futile."

"You're too weak now, you're no match for me at all."

"That's how it normally is,..."

Before the words were finished, an intricate, icy blue Magic Array appeared on the lake's surface.

"A thousand-foot-high ice wall!"

The pale white chill spread rapidly, freezing the lake surface wherever it passed, and the giant python transformed into a magnificent ice sculpture at a visible speed.

"You..." Voldemort's expression changed slightly. "This is impossible. You're just Archmage, how could you possibly cast such a spell?"

"Why not?" Aaron countered. "Advanced Elemental Magic circles correspond to Archmage, while Ultimate Elemental Magic circles correspond to Grand Archmage."

Although I am not yet Grand Archmage, I have mastered the Ultimate Elemental Magic circle. As long as my magic power can keep up with my combat power, I can naturally become a Grand Archmage.

Unfortunately, this is my Mind Space, which perfectly complements the lack of magic.

"Even if what you said is true, you're only a beginner-level archmage."

For me, it's just a matter of spending more time.

"Perhaps that's true, but it will definitely leave you with an unforgettable memory," Aaron said calmly, then snapped his fingers, and a high-level Magic Array of five elements—blue, red, yellow, green, and purple—arranged in a five-pointed star.

The hurricane, carrying giant waves, formed a waterspout; flames and Monolith formed lava that fell from the sky like a meteor shower; and purple lightning flashed frequently, each strike carrying immense destructive power.

Voldemort was somewhat bewildered by this scene. Sure enough, having enough magic power makes a difference; he unleashed his full power right from the start!

He hurriedly waved his Wand, and a white shockwave shot into the sky, shattering the thunderclouds. A large barrier blocked all the falling lava, and finally he pointed to the waterspout tens of meters high and controlled it with his own magic.

The dragon sucks water at a faster speed and with greater power, but it crashes back towards Aaron.

"Feel your own power!" Voldemort sneered.

"I'm not interested." Aaron shook his head, and a mysterious blue Magic Array appeared beneath his feet.

A giant hand made of water elements reached out from the lake and easily crushed the dragon's water. Then, a water elemental Giant over a hundred meters tall rose from the lake.

The Giant looked at Voldemort, his pupils, formed of flowing water, slowly Transfiguration to reveal a human-like mockery.

"Ultimate water Elemental Magic, it could easily annihilate an army, but I believe it's nothing to the Dark Lord!"

"Of course." Voldemort's eyes twitched slightly, and then he waved his Wand.

The water elemental Giant's hand was instantly shattered, but the lake provided enough building materials for its body to recover in no time.

Seeing this, Voldemort roared, and green magic surged wildly.

The water elemental Giant roared madly, but its body still uncontrollably detached from the water and was compressed into a water sphere.

The water balloon burst, unleashing a torrential downpour from the sky.

"Amazing!" Aaron clapped.

"That's all you've got," Voldemort scoffed. "If this is all you can do, then..."

As soon as he finished speaking, two identical water elemental Giant rose from the bottom of the lake, and his voice abruptly stopped.

"You..."

"I practiced Elemental Magic for five years before I could barely cast the ultimate Magic Array instantly, but using it more often is still a bit of a stretch," Aaron said with some shame. "However, this is my Mind Space. In a sense, I am the god here, although the weakest kind. But I have enough magic power to support me, so I can still try to do things that I can't do in the Reality Stone world."

"Taking down one is nothing to the Dark Lord, and I'm sure taking down two would be a piece of cake!"

Voldemort:...

Do you want to hear what you have to say?

Although he wanted nothing more than to tear Aaron to pieces, the two arms that were about to fall on him made him forget everything else.

The water elemental Giant are enormous, giving them a huge advantage in underwater combat; every move they make can create waves tens of meters high.

While dodging and defending, Voldemort used the same trick again, using the Levitation Charm to make the two Giant leave the water, and then using Transfiguration and Vanishing Charm to defeat them.

The powerful magic unleashed by a Beginner Grand Archmage was a bit difficult to deal with, but it was nothing to him.

But before he could even catch his breath, three ice-blue Magic Array appeared before his eyes.

"Is this ever going to end?" Voldemort's face darkened completely.

"It depends on the situation." Aaron smiled slightly and patiently explained, "I wouldn't dare to recklessly use Ultimate Elemental Magic the Reality Stone world. After all, I'm just a Archmage, and magic with that kind of power is too taxing for me. Using it less than ten times would drain my magic power."

But this place is different. There's endless magic, thick sandbags—no, qualified sparring partners, no... well, it's exactly what you think it means.

"It's perfect for a top-tier Grand Archmage to test my abilities. You can only blame your bad luck for trespassing into my territory."

Upon hearing this, Voldemort was enraged and was about to unleash a torrent of curses when three dragon roars echoed from the Magic Array.

Three enormous Ice Dragon flew out, their sharp teeth and claws, ice armor Dragon Scale, and snow-white ice wings all radiating a white chill.

They are slightly smaller than the water elemental Giant, but their imposing presence is no less.

The Ice Dragon spread its wings, its claws slicing across the lake's surface, circling beneath the aurora borealis.

They simultaneously unleashed a pale white Dragon Breath, and the three shockwaves converged in mid-air, shooting fiercely towards Voldemort below.

"Fiendfyre!"

Voldemort roared and raised his Wand, the blazing dark red demonic fire colliding with the Dragon Breath.

The flames, capable of burning everything, were Voldemort's full power, and they consumed the Dragon Breath in just a few seconds.

Voldemort immediately stopped and instead controlled the sea of fire to engulf the three-headed Ice Dragon.

The three-headed Ice Dragon was touched by this flame, and its body rapidly melted.

They roared and howled in agony, then opened their massive jaws and rammed into Voldemort.

Voldemort didn't want to fight the three giant, burning ice balls head-on, so he immediately Apparition away.

With a loud bang, Voldemort appeared behind Aaron.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Aaron's Apparition dozens of meters away, but Voldemort pursued him relentlessly.

The two exchanged a few blows in a flash and then quickly separated. Voldemort was unharmed, only slightly out of breath, while Aaron suffered minor injuries.

But in this space, his injuries healed at an incredible speed, infuriating Voldemort to the point of gritting his teeth, yet he could only rage helplessly.

He was confident he could win a direct confrontation, but the opponent's boundless magic and terrifying self-healing ability were simply two insurmountable mountains.

Unless he can kill him in one blow, he really can't make a move in a short time.

Even more tragically, his magic power cannot be replenished here. If this continues, even if he is a peak-level Grand Archmage, there is a risk of him being caught off guard and losing his life.