Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The crown in his hand came with a silk chill that awakened Ivan violently.

At this moment, the silence in the otherwise noisy auditorium was created by soft white light and echoing hymns in space, creating an atmosphere of sudden and open peace, but perhaps because of the magical effects, not to mention the strange.

The heart beats faster and faster as the hymn clearly accelerates.

Perhaps it is because the magic of miracles is exciting, maybe it is because of the whispering in the head, the low voice is very vague, I can't hear what he has to say, but somehow it makes people feel sacred, this is the voice of the gods...

Yes, it's the voice of the gods.

Ivan felt his gaze start to blur again, and the image in front of him drifted with his thoughts.

He wanted to worship His Holiness the Cardinal Bishop who stood on the stage because he was the Messenger of God.

His Holiness the Bishop is now using the power of God, exercising God's duty with the body of a human being, representing an all-powerful god. If this mighty god truly exists, then only by believing in Him can he be spared difficulty and gain eternal life.

Ivan thought so, and this strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind, but it didn't seem abrupt at all.

How to say, as if it should be, this idea begins to take root in the heart, becoming stronger...

It was not until the coolness of the coronation intensified that he recovered and the breath was disturbed.

When you think about it, he finds the thought terrible, he's not a believer, he doesn't want to be a Holy See.

Evan grabbed the crown tightly and looked at the old man on the stage with a palpitation. Is this the power of the Holy See's magic?

If this magic can really compel people, even wizards can influence them, then it's not surprising that they have so many followers?

Look at the wizards and students around you, look at their faces and their eyes...

Look at these and you'll see how horrible this image is!

There was a problem with the Cardinal, there was a problem with the magic, and Ivan suddenly came up with this idea.

The Cardinal is not crazy, he wants to use this opportunity to control all the wizards on the site on his own, which is equivalent to half the power of the magic world.

Ivan thought about this terrible possibility, and he was anxious to reach out to the three founders.

The staff in the hands of the Cardinal moved slightly forward, with three of the thickest light columns illuminated on each of them.

The white light on Gryffindor, Hedgepach and Ravenclaw was not soft, but slightly dazzling.

These columns of light that surround the three founders are like a platform for displaying the strange images inside.

There, Ivan sees a lot of star patterns beginning to appear in Griffindor's columns, more and more.

Among these stars, there is also a meteor that continues to climb...

Ravenclaw's white columns are brilliant galaxies if there are stars in the Graffindor column.

Colorful galaxies are slowly moving forward, endless and endless.

In addition, there are blue ripples that fluctuate like waves beneath galaxies.

This picture is so beautiful, I just stared at it for a while and Ivan felt like he was caught up in it.

And finally, Hufflepuff, who stands on the innermost side of the table, has the strangest view in her light column.

In it, Ivan sees many complex spells, the colors are mainly green, red, and brown, and they converge to form a chain that intertwines with each other, as if wrapped around something, can't see the truth, until the white light becomes stronger before he sees that it seems to be one eye...

“What is this? ”

Ivan hasn't figured that out yet, and all the wizards on the high stage are covered in a beam of light.

Within Armand Malfoy's light column is a peacock image, less clear than the three founders, if any.

In addition, there is a magical anomaly of flowers in the light column of a large sophomore wizard, who stands next to Hecky Patch in the light beam of two wizards who are said to be members of the Presbyterian Church who do not know what kind of animal, cannot be seen clearly.

The magical visions in their four beams are too vague and seem to dissipate at any moment.

Apart from a few of them, there is nothing in the light pole of the remaining wizards.

Evan wasn't sure what these visions appeared in the light columns, and was the Cardinal's magic successful? Or was it that horrible thought that just popped up? To be honest, the atmosphere in front of us is really weird and everyone is immersed in the power of magic.

The white light falls together, the praise of the gods echoes throughout space, and the head is filled with whispers of the gods.

No one spoke, the auditorium was extremely quiet, quiet to repression, not even breathing, only the singing of hymns.

Only Ivan is unaffected by the crown, and this awakening is a torture at a time like this...

After staring at the light column on the stage for a moment, he clearly felt that the Cardinal's magic was getting stronger and stronger and that his heart was starting to beat uncontrollably again, and Ivan decided to take action.

Others don't know, but he can be sure that Goderick Gryffindor won't like this uncontrolled feeling.

Even if the other party is magically authenticating Ravenclaw's crown, it should be over by then!

The bad feeling grew stronger and stronger. Evan raised his wand to use magic to attack the Cardinal or to find a way to put an end to his magic, but he found himself unable to control his magic. Under the powerful magic of the Bishop, he could not release his magic.

Just like Slytherin felt when he lost control of his magic.

Ivan took two steps forward, trying to shout out Gryffindor's name.

But he just opened his mouth and a white light beam was drawn to his head.

Overshadowed by the light column, Evan felt like he was being targeted by something, giving him a sense of shapelessness and no secrets.

Almost as he was covered in light, there was an illusion of a blue carousel shape above his head.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

This carousel illusion is a time converter that takes him back to this point in time, the residual power of the time Titan falls.

Strange, why did it come out?

“Huh!” Bishop Blake, the pivotal bishop guiding magic, also seemed surprised, turning his head and looking at Ivan...