Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 1210: Customary Degeneration

The wizards talked about it, and there were people who knew what Ivan was going through who looked forward to seeing him do miracles.

But in fact, most wizards don't like him.

Mainly, Ivan is too young!

So many adult wizards can't handle this demon. What can a minor wizard as young as 15 do?

He unleashes a powerful magic to solve the scorpion demon who lost his body hundreds of feet...

It's a joke to leave this kind of thing outside, no matter what you hear.

But the Chamber of Secrets is different, and only those who have experienced it can experience the fear that comes from the soul.

Faced with the devil, they clearly gave up, waiting to die, and in despair, standing up for Evan was the only hope.

Since he was Dumbledore's heir, since he had fought powerful vampires, since he had done so much.

Well, then, Ivan must be able to do miracles.

“The future star” of the magic world, this title awarded to him by the Daily Prophet has followed him for years!

If Ivan succeeds this time, his title will become "Miracle Maker”.

He is no longer Dumbledore's heir, but a powerful wizard of the same rank as him, entering the highest rank.

The room is gradually quieter, the blood rain keeps falling, and the red sun and moon shine more demonic.

No one uses magic at this moment.

The wizards held their breath and watched Ivan, watching him closely, watching him do miracles.

In the eyes of all, Ivan walked a little bit towards the demon in front of him.

“Attack, attack!” The wizards scream in their hearts and use their magic quickly.

They watched Ivan walk a little closer and closer to the giant scorpion, and the hope that had just risen sinked a little bit.

What are you doing so close?

Everyone's heart grabbed tightly, and Ivan was about to enter the other's range of attacks.

Didn't he see that raven claw witch just now, directly smashed into a piece of meat sauce by the scorpion's claws...

What's in front of you?

Now, by the magic altar, that sticky beach is remarkably eye-catching.

There is still a chance to use magic in the distance to reach the scorpion attack range...

“He's going to die!” A witch suddenly howled, “You idiots, disturbing Pharaoh's sleep, want to live, it's a dream, a dream, it's a self-seeking way to die, we're all going to die, ah, I'm not going to live, I'm not going to live! ”

He shouted pointless shouts and rushed to the giant scorpion.

The wizard wielded the wand, firing magic, and the scorpion's head turned to the right rear.

Puchi!

In a flash, the scorpion stretched its curly tail and stabbed him as if he had an eye.

The sharp barb, entering through the man's left ear, penetrated his head easily.

Flesh and flesh, because of great inertia, the witch's body flew out with a scorpion tail.

His neck was folded at a strange angle, and his body was being corroded at a rate visible to the naked eye, revealing white bones.

Oddly enough, the blood of the witch was drained at the moment in the scorpion's tail prick.

The scorpion's tail is riddled with poison, which, after it became a demon, became its most dangerous weapon.

Even a god, stabbed by his tail, will corrode his body, let alone mortals.

The scorpion's brutality brought the wizards back together, squeezing them on the edge of the room and sticking their bodies against the walls.

If there's a gap, they can't wait to get inside.

Because they suddenly discovered that the scorpion's tail was long enough to reach them.

Originally thought the scorpion had no long-range attack capability, it doesn't look like it at all now.

With the handicapped body of a male witch, the scorpion tail did not let go or regroup.

It waved a half-circle in the air and hit Ivan.

The shield in front of Evan automatically greeted him and collided with the scorpion tail, making a strange sound.

Focusing on the point of impact, a crack appears on the shield, with larger and smaller cracks.

Without retreating, Ivan held Horus' eyes in his left hand and recited the magic that Ramesses II had taught him.

The next second, a white glowing eye appeared behind him, the eye of Horus.

This is a replica that can only help Ivan modify the rules of time, cannot be opened, and has no other use.

But that was enough, seeing this eye, to stab the tail of the shield in front of Ivan's head.

It's only a fraction away from Evan, and that black barbarism gives off an appalling vibe.

“Master's Mark!” The scorpion's voice rang in Ivan's heart.

“Uther Marie gave it to me, and he sent me here.” Ivan thought about the real name of Ramesses II.

“I've heard the master speak of you, distinguished guest. What do you have to say? ”

Evan relieved herself violently, as her nervous, rapidly beating heart slowly relaxed, knowing that she had succeeded.

As Ramesses II said, by virtue of this thing, his servants can be commanded.

He wiped the sweat off his head, thinking about how he should communicate with the scorpion and what he was asked to do.

Looking at that metallic crust, for a moment, Ivan even wanted to take the demon away.

This guy has more power than Voldemort. Even in the face of the coming evil gods, he doesn't have any chance of winning, he is a super powerful help.

But finally, thinking about it or not, if you want to take the devil away, you have to take the altar of the devil, the three pillars, which Ivan doesn't have the ability to do, and you're not sure what you need to prepare for raising a devil.

If this scorpion drinks human blood every day, where does he go to get it from each other?

It is also vital that this demon now, for the sake of Horus' eyes, obey his commands.

Ivan only has replicas of this eye and can only be used three times.

If it doesn't, will the devil still listen to him?

Failure to do so is tantamount to carrying with you a nuclear bomb that could be detonated at any moment.

This power, like cheating, is not in the possession of a mortal, nor has Ramesses II given him the devil.

Just as Evan relaxed and began to habitually think wildly, other witches who had been watching grew more nervous.

They don't know what happened, they just see a closed eye over Evan's head.

And then the scorpion just pulled over his head, motionless.

That distance, that sharpness, that terrible power, made everyone pinch a sweat for Evan.

The wizards think that Evan is fighting the devil, and it's time for a critical moment.

They look quietly at Evan and the giant scorpion in the center of the room, they don't dare to speak, they don't even dare to breathe, they are afraid to affect Evan, and if their disturbance leads Evan to fail in comparison with the devil, it is ultimately their own bad luck.

No one wants to die, not far from giving up, even if only one in 10,000 hopes.

It was a battle they didn't understand, a confrontation of forces they didn't involve.

They don't understand because they're too weak to understand what real power is.

Some wizards are blushing because they hold their breath for too long...

Ivan would be embarrassed to know what they were thinking, but he was just distracted.