Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

An amazing beam of magic rushed from the castle to the gates of death.

In the roar of a black witch, Harry's eyes narrowed with a ray of light.

It is a magical beam of blue and orange blended together with unprecedented positive magical energy, dispelling the evil shadows, dark magic and wandering souls that surround the Gate of Death.

All the chaotic illusions and dark magic were dispersed, leaving only this beam of light in the heavens and the earth.

With countless magic gathering, Harry felt the warmth of the ocean around him, and the temperature gradually increased.

He was surrounded by this magical beam, like immersed in hot spring water, very comfortable, in addition to the magical beam, where the blue and orange magical lights shined most brightly, he seemed to see a figure flying at extremely fast speeds.

That sounds like Evan!

Harry wasn't so sure, but all the magic converged around that figure.

“Ivan...” Harry muttered.

He soon found out that the magic the Black Witch had inflicted on him had failed!

He regained his freedom again, without hesitation, and immediately jumped at the black wizard with a hood under the stone pillar opposite him.

Harry slammed the other side, knocking his wand off.

The Dark Wizard then resisted violently, the two men were tangled together, the other side gave him a hard punch in the head, Harry strongly endured the pain, one by lifting the Dark Wizard's head cover, revealing the face below.

Red hair, blue eyes, freckles on the face, it turns out... Ron!

“Ron!” Harry stared wide and shouted Ron's name out loud.

Under Harry, Ron didn't respond.

His indifference, as if he had been struck by another soul-snatching spell, was powerful and frightening, attacking Harry with no hesitation.

With a couple of punches in a row, Harry is losing control of him, not to mention that he doesn't have the strength.

“Wake up, Ron, it's Harry, Harry Potter!” Harry roared, hoping to wake him up.

This is no longer Ron's first soul capture spell. Since the beginning of the Harry 2nd grade secret chamber incident, Ron seems to have won the soul capture spell once a year. His mental gap is so great that he has little resistance to the spell.

On previous occasions, Harry was able to wake Ron up, and at the most critical moment, he knew what to do, but this time, the magic on Ron seemed extraordinarily powerful, and it firmly controlled him.

Whatever Harry called for, there was no response, nor was there any hesitation in Ron's attack.

After another punch in the chest, Harry had to start reacting, twisting with Ron.

Two people rolled over on the ground, and on the other hand, the black witch completely ignored Harry, who had escaped control.

She was burned at this moment by a magical flame interwoven with blue and orange, her body trembling and screaming, seemingly devastating.

She also saw the person in the beam of magic, and she saw countless magic forces converging on that person.

She doesn't know who it is!

Undoubtedly, this was magic a thousand years ago.

“A sorcerer from a thousand years ago, that's why the Ravenclaw family failed to open the door to death. ”

This thought flashed through the mind of the black witch. As the human figure in the magical beam approached, the magic became stronger and stronger. The flames on her body grew stronger, and the burning tingle had made her incapable of thinking.

She doesn't know why magic shadows from a thousand years ago were so powerful. Is reality too deep for magic? She doesn't even know if the magic she got from her master has failed or is it continuing?

Her magic went out of control after this magic beam arrived!

“Great master, give me more strength!” The black witch whistled, waving her wand, trying to regain control of the situation.

But she didn't get any response, her master, devouring the statues of evil gods and evil gods vanishing without a trace.

The black witch soon found herself not only unable to contact her master, but her magic quickly dissipated in the glow and tingle, even her body ablated in the magic flame, and she was afraid to burn alive to continue.

She shouted in horror, a situation she had never encountered before.

The magic of the Black Witch has been rendered ineffective, and all the ghosts of the old Ravenclaw family have disappeared, but the gates of death and the magical beam fiction of the millennium have not disappeared, but have become more and more real, and countless magic is gathering here.

“No!” she exclaimed, "no one can stop us, the Great Lord... kill them all! ”

Boom!

The next second, the Evan-centered beam of magic runs straight through the Black Witch.

The magic beam passes through the Black Witch and penetrates the Gate of Death.

The phantom of the Gate of Death was trembling violently, seemingly to be broken by the magic of sudden fire.

In front of the door, the black witch twisted her trembling body and stood still, holding a strange position there.

She seemed to be under a petrochemical spell, as if she had been noticed by the eyes of a serpent monster.

“The Great Lord… The Last Day of Judgment… Purify… devour everything! ”

A faint voice sounds intermittently, accompanied by a slight clicking and clicking.

Like a weathered broken stone sculpture, the black witch's body was rapidly tearing apart, one flesh after another retreating from her, leaving the wound not with blood, but with a blue flame.

The flame quickly became a flame that completely devoured the body of the Black Witch.

The Black Witch is dead!

She's now a burning fireman, but Harry can't help it, either, Ron.

In a twist, Ron stuck his foot on Harry's stomach.

Harry let go of the pain, Ron rolled over and got the wand that fell aside, and he pointed it at Harry.

“Ron, put down the wand, you can break free of his control, you can, we've practiced before, remember, don't listen to that voice in your head, wake up!” Harry gasped and said out loud, almost shouting.

At this point, the powerful magic beam just now disappeared completely.

Next to them, the phantoms of the door of death trembled violently, cracks had begun to appear over the stone gate, seemed likely to dissipate at any moment, the black witch in front of the door burned quietly and the blue flame was devouring her.

Harry spoke to Ron, and he saw the hesitation and struggle on Ron's face.

“You can do it, Ron, beat him!” Harry hoarsely said, slowly lowering the volume.

He saw Ron not moving, he thought his words worked, and Harry tried to get close to Ron.

“Good, Ron, it's all over, let's go back now...”

The next second, a red ray of light flashed through Ron's neck with a black Death Eater crest.