Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Because it was the focus of attention, some disturbances immediately caught the attention of others.

Students in Busbatton were surprised to find that this boy from Hogwarts was so popular with ghosts in school, which was incredible.

The conversation shifted back to Ivan, and he was curious.

Apart from Gabriel and Fleur sitting next to Evan, nobody knows what's going on, and the ghosts behave abnormally, adding mysterious colors to Evan.

The handsome appearance, powerful power, legendary events, and eye-catching mysterious colors make Ivan much more attractive to girls.

Of course, some Boosbatons boys became more and more averse to him.

Ivan had no time to ignore what others thought of him, and he had to calm down one by one in the face of the passionate ghosts.

He was considering the possibility of adding a section to the newspaper devoted to the French press. If it works well enough, the Hogwarts Magic can also be used to penetrate the French market, further enhance its influence and establish a division in Paris...

Just as Ivan conceived the plan, Furong next to him pushed him.

“Mrs. Maxim has just declared the dinner over!” Furong smiled, dumping silver hair like a waterfall, "she told me to take you to the school for a tour. But I think you might prefer to stay here and face these ghosts. ”

Ivan certainly wants to visit Boothbatons, which is a very rare opportunity.

He looked up and saw all the students in Boosbatons standing up.

At the centre of the crowd, Dumbledore and Sirius were leaving the auditorium with Lady Le Mée and Maxim.

The atmosphere in the auditorium became truly enthusiastic when all the teachers left.

Boosbaton's students stopped following the rules the way they used to, and they were all crowded in where Ivan was, speaking French in his mouth that he didn't understand.

Of course, a lot of people speak English, but it's not very standard.

All the voices were mixed up again, making Ivan impossible to hear.

“What are they talking about?” Ivan asked aloud.

“Most of them are simple greetings, and a lot of girls are asking if you have time for the evening.” Furong laughed and said, "Close to Ivan's ear,“ and of course, there are some people like you who are making a challenge, and it looks like they want to fight you. ”

Without Furong's translation, Ivan has noticed.

In the middle of a group of senior boys, a tall, very strong man is pointing his wand at himself, surrounded by a crowd of cheers and praises.

It seemed to have been planned a long time ago, and a lot of people looked at Ivan with a playful expression on their faces, waiting to see his face.

With a malicious smile on his face, the boy spoke a great deal of French to Ivan.

Then, without giving Ivan time, he read a spell in his mouth and waved his wand heavily.

The red ray of light flashed over and a fork on the table flew towards Ivan.

Under each other's control, the fork is flying towards Ivan's body.

Quickly, if you dodge in a hurry, it will definitely look very lame.

If Ivan doesn't want to get hit, he's gonna get under the table and hide from the fork.

This way, you can laugh at him with all your heart.

Ivan sighed as he watched the fork getting closer and closer to himself.

It seems that wherever they are, there are nasty guys like Malfoy, and what they have in common, they don't have any brains.

His right hand slammed gently upwards between his waists and the wand flipped around and naturally fell into his hands.

Ivan grabbed the wand and gently swayed it, without pronouncing a spell, and the fork in front of him stopped in mid-air.

Everyone stood still and didn't know how Ivan did it.

They didn't hear a spell at all, nor did they see Evan unleash the spell.

He just swayed the wand and suddenly took control of the fork in front of him, which was incredible.

Only students preparing to take the advanced wizarding level exam rarely guessed what was going on, and Evan probably just used a silent spell.

This is a very challenging technique that can achieve an unexpected effect by not reading the spell out loud when applying magic.

While it sounds simple, this technique requires a lot of control and thought to do it.

In fact, most wizards fail to do so.

Don't say that little wizards who haven't graduated from the school of magic, even the adult wizards in the magic world, can use silent spells are definitely horns of phoenix.

In magic, like Ivan, there are no more than two digits.

Just as you're still guessing, Ivan's fork immediately flies backwards.

The fork went backwards faster than it had come, and the guy across the street didn't seem to expect Ivan to reverse his spell.

He waved the wand with his hands and feet, trying to fight back. The spell in his mouth was just half recited, and he saw a red light before hitting his right hand.

Except for your weapon, the magic power is just right.

His right hand was stinging and his wand was bounced out.

Looking at the fork that had flown straight into front of him, he backed off in a hurry, his face turned pale, a huge string of French words shouting in his mouth, seemingly begging for forgiveness from Evan.

Everything happened so fast that the others around didn't react at all.

Nor did anyone expect Ivan to be so harsh that he pointed a fork directly into each other's eyes.

If this is hit, the consequences...

Even as he stood by and watched the bustle, his face flashed with panic and hurried to stop it.

In fact, Ivan didn't let go of control of the fork.

He looked at the reactions of everyone around him, and the performance of these Boosbatons students was disappointing.

Just a fork scares them like this, and if they encounter real fear, like those evil gods, they don't know if they're all going to get scared to the ground.

No wonder Boothbaton has never been too powerful a wizard in history compared to Hogwarts and Durmstrang, three major European schools of magic.

If it wasn't for Voldemort's curse restrictions, Ivan couldn't use too much magic right now, otherwise he would really want to show the other side what real magic is.

Evan gently spotted a wand, and the fork in front of the boy, which had already flown across the street, immediately stopped, turning the radius straight down.

Bang, landed on the floor and plugged into the corner of his uniform robe.

The boy hasn't noticed yet, he just subconsciously backwards and dodges.

The next second, he tripped under his tight robe and fell heavily on the ground.