Hogwarts Blood Wizard

After cooking Moody, Ivan stepped forward and picked up the magic wand on the ground, and then turned around to deal with Barty Crouch Jr.

In these few minutes, Barty Crouch Jr. also found a way to deal with the shadow of the unicorn.

After being poked with a blood hole in his arm, he finally seized the opportunity to take advantage of the moment when the shadow of the unicorn became materialized, using powerful black magic to smash the difficult guardian god into a mist.

The two vacated their hands almost at the same time, and their eyes soon met each other.

Ivan was no different from when he first came in. Before his momentum was even better, pieces of dragon scales climbed up on his neck, covering a third of his face.

In contrast, Barty Crouch Jr. is much more miserable, with a sunken face, a haggard face, and thick blood stains on the clothes that have not been washed for a long time.

"It seems that your master doesn't trust you so much." Ivan said with a sneer.

From the reaction of Barty Crouch Jr. to the Shadow of the Unicorn just now, Ivan can see that he doesn't know anything about his blood magic.

This shows that Voldemort did not reveal the details of his fight a few years ago to this loyal servant.

"Oh, yes, he certainly wouldn't say that he had been beaten and fled by a first-grade little wizard..." Ivan suddenly thought of this and said sarcastically.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s face suddenly became gloomy. He didn't pay attention to Ivan's "nonsense" at all. He looked a little crazy and muttered to himself.

"Don't struggle, no one can stop the Dark Lord's plan..."

"No one!" Barty Crouch Jr. laughed madly, staring at Ivan with bloodshot eyes, and waved his wand vigorously.

"Reducto ~ (Bone to pieces)!"

The weird curse beam flew past.

Ivan frowned, raised his wand lightly, and the wooden chair beside him flew horizontally, hitting the beam directly.

As soon as the two touched, the wooden chair exploded in an instant.

"~ (flaming flames!)" Ivan's wand pointed again, and a large amount of broken wood burned, and flew towards Little Barty howling.

Unexpectedly, Barty Crouch Jr. didn't dodge, but stubbornly carried it down.

The hot pieces of wood hit the body and plunged into the meat, but Little Batty ignored it, and even laughed frantically.

"Come on, Ivan Hals, die here with me... Use blood and fire to commemorate the master's rebirth!"

Barty Crouch Jr. yelled and raised his blood-stained left hand, and cut off his two fingers with black magic with red eyes.

The extreme pain and hatred were quickly transformed into power under the action of black magic, and the wand reached the direction where Ivan and Moody were, and shouted madly.

"Confringo~ (Thunderbolt explosion)!"

Little Batty yelled hysterically, the orange fire light lit up on the top of the wand, and then the hot fireball spewed out, rapidly expanding in the air, and soon grew to the size of three meters, and the billowing heat waves covered the sky. .

"Crazy!" Ivan, who witnessed this scene, had a numb scalp and could not help cursing.

Of course he can see that Barty Crouch Jr. is using self-mutilation to increase the power of black magic, but this space is only the size of a classroom, and using a large-scale blasting spell here is tantamount to self-destruction!

But now is obviously not the time to consider this, Ivan is casting one after another protective magic at the fastest speed in his life.

"Protegos~ (Armor Bodyguard)"

"Impedimento~ (There are many obstacles)"

"The wooden bed is coming!" After Ivan cast several protection spells in succession, he waved his wand and pointed at the big bed as the last protection.

Barty Crouch Jr.’s mad laughter echoed all around. The huge fireball had swelled to the size of four meters, but the power of hatred and pain was beyond ordinary, far beyond his control, so it was not unexpected. , The fireball flew halfway and exploded.

The hot flames and violent shock waves spread in all directions.

The protective spells that Ivan carefully laid out quickly cracked, and then crashed into pieces. As the caster, Barty Crouch was blown out by the heat wave the first time.

The deafening explosion sounded, endless light and heat poured in this small space,

It took more than half a minute before the explosion subsided.

Only the tyrannical flames still swallowed all the combustibles in the room like tarsal maggots, and the wooden table standing in front was roasted into black coke.

Fortunately, multiple protections greatly weakened the power of this blasting spell, and with the protection of dragon scales, Ivan who was hiding behind did not suffer any harm.

However, the sharply rising temperature and the lack of oxygen still caused great trouble for Ivan. Had it not been for the magic of the bubble head curse, he was afraid that he would have passed out due to lack of oxygen.

"Oh, Professor Moody!"

Ivan's face changed suddenly, and it was only then that I remembered that Moody was still here. The magic of Barty Crouch Jr. was too amazing just now, and he just forgot Moody for strengthening his protection.

Ivan hurriedly turned his head to look for Moody, and unexpectedly saw a golden barrier erected on the corner of the wall, and two figures standing inside were vaguely visible.

The next moment, the golden barrier disintegrated, and Dumbledore, wearing a purple robe, appeared in front of Ivan.

Hermione stood by his side, holding her breath hard, her face flushed.

And Moody still fell to the ground unconscious as before.

"Hermione? Professor Dumbledore?" Ivan looked at the two men and said in surprise.

"You did a great job, Hals..." Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and flames from all sides floated up to him, and all disappeared under the counter-curse.

"Professor, since you are here, why didn't you stop Barty Jr from casting spells just now?" Ivan looked at Dumbledore and said depressed.

"Please forgive me for the poor reaction speed of an old wizard, Hals, I have just arrived..." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said apologetically.

Ivan rolled his eyes. He didn't believe that Dumbledore had just arrived. There was no such a coincidence.

He even suspected that the opponent was standing on the side and peeking at him fighting with Moody and Batty, but he kept watching.

Thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help being a little angry, but before he could say anything, the surrounding space shook. He looked in a panic, and was shocked to see that the surrounding wooden walls were rapidly collapsing...

"The explosion just now destroyed the magic that expands this space. It seems we need to get out of here soon." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, his expression becoming solemn.