Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 394: Buzzbatons

Inside the auditorium, the ghosts screamed and fled, some on the ground, some trying to stop the long table, some attacking Ivan.

Although the number of students in Boosbatons is high, it cannot be an effective assault.

Now, only dozens of people in front of them can see Evan, dodging crazy long tables, swinging his wand quickly and throwing out dozens of evil spells.

The spell struck Ivan with a bright light.

There were so many attacks that almost all of his surroundings could not be avoided.

Whatever these spells are themselves, if hit, Ivan will be stunned directly by the powerful magic they contain...

A number of spell injuries are irreversible and may result in permanent disability.

Evan took a deep breath and couldn't avoid it. The wand in his hand made a complex move, and a light green circular magic halo spread around him.

With green halo contact, all evil spells move in a strange direction.

They avoided Ivan falling into the air beside him, as did the magic that struck behind him.

All of Boothbatons' students blinked hard, and in front of them Ivan's position began to become uncertain.

He flashed back and forth in different places, unable to locate.

This is a dark magic that acts directly on the soul. Ivan saw it in the book Uncovering the Dark Magic of the Stage earlier, but the power of that magic in the book is much more powerful and evil than the one he uses now.

He improved the spell in conjunction with the illusion magic he saw in the Ministry of Magic, adding some illusions.

While the power has been reduced considerably, it is no longer as evil as it was before.

His magic worked, but it lasted less than three seconds and Ivan stopped.

Because of the drain of magic, the curse left by Voldemort on his right wrist began to move and spread out.

The black snake ring marker on the top becomes darker in color and is likely to survive at any moment.

The next second, the magic stone placed in Slytherin's locket on the chest emits a soft red light, and the fiery magic enters Evan's body along the locket.

Turn around and gather in his wrist to wake Ivan up violently.

He looked at the snake ring expanding outward at his wrist, knowing that it was already the limit of his current magic and could not continue, it was time to prepare to retreat from here.

While those opposite had not recovered from the illusion, Ivan leaped back behind the marble pillar.

He let go of control of the long table, and the dark blue smoke began to appear at the end of the wand, quickly covering the entire auditorium.

In the smoke, the visibility is getting lower and shortly not even the people around you can see clearly.

Everyone screamed in panic, wandering around like a fly without a head, trying to attack Ivan without a target.

By the time the smoke was almost there, Evan had ordered the plates that had landed on the floor with his wand.

Several plates began to distort the changes and turn into dozens of little snakes.

These snakes are very small in size, but they make exceptionally loud noises.

They howl and slide quickly to the center of the crowd, creating the effect as if hundreds of snakes were coming out at the same time.

Not surprisingly, in the fog, snakes were suddenly heard, and many of Boosbatons' students panicked.

They attacked the surrounding area indiscriminately, disregarding it.

The attacked people also started attacking, waving their wands without even thinking about it. They thought it was Ivan across the street, but didn't know he was with them.

Like dominoes, one after the other.

The magic spells used by the little wizards are getting stronger and stronger.

The scenes throughout the auditorium are becoming increasingly chaotic, and even the voices of senior students do nothing to stop them, with the rays of evil spells and screaming and crying everywhere.

The little wizards of Boosbatons had never experienced such a scene, and they attacked indiscriminately and panicked to escape.

No one noticed that there was a black cat hanging out in the crowd following him out of the auditorium.

After a fight with Boothbaton's students, Ivan was not aware of the catastrophe he had just caused, and he took a few steps forward, stood in the shadow of the hall outside the auditorium and watched with interest what was happening in front of him.

As for the aftermath, that's what Dumbledore and Sirius need for a headache.

He didn't suffer anyway, he just had a little scratch on his left side.

Ivan-controlled long tables cause only some panic and flesh injuries at best, and the real injuries are the result of the final attack on each other by Boosbatons students.

Now the corridors are crammed with anxious students.

They were scarred, crying out loud, as if they had really experienced a war.

Senior students tried to maintain order, and they blew the smoke together.

The auditorium was wretched, as if it had just been hurricaned by a hurricane, and there was no sign of the original solemnity, full of wood and plate debris.

Hundreds of students lay on the ground, some crying in pain.

Some people have strange spots, contact angles, or other shapes because of the curse.

And there were a lot of people lying there motionless, fainting completely.

Ivan noticed that the most seriously injured students were surrounded by blood, not accidents, which should have been caused by black magic.

He dared to speak, and the students of Boosbatons dared to use any kind of spell.

A few minutes later, Ivan saw the professors rushing to the auditorium, and one wounded person after another was lifted out of it with a stretcher.

He was ready to leave and stopped again immediately.

Sirius also came outside the auditorium and looked around, seemingly looking for Ivan's voice.

Soon he noticed the black cat in the corner.

Ivan waved his claws and ran to a deserted corridor, where he stood waiting for Sirius.

Sirius walked in a few seconds later.

He looked at Ivan on the windowsill, his expression on his face was strange and seemed excited to force him down, and he wanted to scold Ivan in the face again.

Ultimately, Sirius' expression turned into a bitter smile.

“Look what you've done!” He said powerlessly, "You're really in trouble, you fought the whole Busbatton thing, and I've never done anything as crazy as this. ”

“Meow!” Ivan yelled softly, sort of in response.

“Forget about it, keep your Annie Magnus in shape and find somewhere to hide. Don't go back in the house yet. I see a lot of Busbaton students looking for you.” Sirius waved his hand, unsettled to say, “Wait till tomorrow morning, remember, don't make trouble again tonight. ”