Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 1688 Demonization

Ivan did not notice Darien waving at himself, and he was now concentrating on controlling the spell, not even finding himself floating off the ground, and he just felt his wand getting heavier and heavier.

Yes, the weight of the otherwise light wand is gradually increasing.

Ivan is getting a little out of control of the wand, and all the added weight on the wand is the weight of magic.

As a form of energy, magic also has weight, which is felt when it gathers to a certain degree.

Evan is now having an unusually difficult time swinging the wand, as if stirring a pot to gradually solidify the sticky rice congee, and he must constantly instil his magic into the wand to fight it, otherwise the wand may be crushed by the magic gathered from the outside.

On the other hand, he must repeat Darien's voice without interruption and keep the magic going.

Throughout the process, he became more and more dependent on physical instincts, because his energies were all on spell control, and now, whatever he heard, Ivan was an instinctive repeat, without noticing any abnormality in Darien's voice.

He's in a strange state, and under the influence of magic, he seems to be moving away from reality into magic itself.

What happens if a wizard is infused with a lot of magic?

Evan had felt it once during the Quidditch World Cup, when he overused the magic of the Griffindor Magic Stone, and the powerful and manic magic almost tore his body apart, but finally, with the help of the Book of Abraham, he absorbed the extra magic of the Magic Stone and evolved some of these magic into his own power.

Now he is faced with the same situation, and the Book of Abraham has no reaction.

That doesn't count. Ivan must also use the power of the Magic Stone to increase the infusion of magic.

With his own strength, he was losing control of the magic coming together from all sides.

Once he loses control, half the magic that is released will fail, and all the credit will be lost.

Without thinking about it, Evan swung the wand sideways, and Slytherin's locket took off on him, and the locket floated in front of him, the cap opened, and Griffindor's magic stone slowly floated out.

Orange red rays of light are embedded in blue rays of light, with infinite power gushing out of the magic stone.

The magic poured into Evan's body and was frantically instilled on his wand.

With the influx of magic, the pain of drilling, Ivan felt like he was being squeezed from the inside like a balloon, his blood vessels were all rising, not the color of blood, but magic, alternating between light blue and orange red.

Faster than just now, his body is rapidly becoming magical, gradually merging with the magic around him.

Below the lobby, Darien saw Ivan's body vaporize at visible speeds and blend into magic.

He stopped in horror and yelled at Ivan, but the magic didn't stop.

Blinked, Ivan's body disappeared completely, leaving only a dark blue clump near the dome.

The library is shaking slightly and the magic of the castle is still gathering there.

Even though the spell has been interrupted, the magic has not stopped.

Darien was worried, not knowing what to do, and a similar situation could never be mentioned in the ancestral record.

At this moment, in the pain of drilling, Ivan bites his teeth and insists!

He pronounced the spell louder and louder and louder, every word shouted out.

Suddenly, Darien's voice disappeared!

Evan's ears were filled only with the sound of magical tremors, and he did not hear Darien reciting ancient magic.

“Damn, something went wrong! ”

Evan was shocked in his heart, and he raised his head violently, and found that the scene around him had changed dramatically, and the library had disappeared, replacing it with a view outside the castle, and he was standing very high above the castle with a glimpse of what was in front of him.

Beneath the castle is a very vibrant medieval town, with quaint architectural scales that line up far away, looking a little bit like Hogsmeade, but much more spectacular than Hogsmeade, a Ravenclaw family territory a thousand years ago.

The town is bustling with wizards and muggles.

In addition, there are many armored warriors and knights, all dressed in medieval style.

These people have not noticed that the crisis is unfolding and remains as usual.

Ivan's gaze continues, and the edge of the town is an endless lake, blue as a sapphire.

But deep in the lake, that green, unusually pungent eye.

It's a sign of black magic, a ritual in which the Ravenclaw family is opening the gates of death, a sign of the coming of evil gods.

Because of the building as a whole, Ivan couldn't see what was going on in front of the door of death.

Only to see the green magic light getting brighter and brighter, he stared there for a while before realizing that he was in a strange position, and he seemed to be looking at it with the view of the statue of the Goddess of Martial Arts above the castle.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan noticed that his condition was also strange.

“Where's Darien? What the hell is going on with this magic?” Ivan wasn't sure if he had failed, he found himself immobile, he was fixed here, he tried to look down and want to see his body.

His body is gone, his eyes are on the statue of the magnificent goddess of martial arts, which seems to be his present body.

Or more precisely, Ivan is now attached to the statue of the Goddess of Martial Arts in a strange state.

He's got magic all around him!

Magic examples flash light blue brilliance, and countless magic rallies together to emit blue light.

Magic is attached to the statue of the Goddess of Martial Arts, as if the entire statue were glowing.

This statue is magic too!

Soon afterwards, the inhabitants of the town discovered the anomaly, and Ivan saw a lot of people stop and point a finger at him.

Soldiers gathered quickly and several powerful wizards flew to the castle.

But they immediately stopped. Instead of focusing on the image of the statue of the Goddess of Martial Arts, they turned their gaze in horror toward the door of death in the lake. When Ivan's eyes were raised again, he saw a dark mist floating from the door of death in the center of the lake.

The dark fog of the sun shield flies here at extremely fast speeds towards the castle and below the catchment towns, at incredible speeds.

He immediately saw it, not the fog, but the countless flies.

Only the most wicked taboo of black magic can summon black flies out of hell.

This means that the Gate of Death has been opened and the evil gods inside are coming!

Ivan watched as the wizards, warriors, knights, and muggles and blackflies below touched, blinking and taking their lives, without even a reference left, their souls dragged by the blackflies and flying towards the gates of death.