Evan Murray, no matter whether this guy is a evil spirit or Gryffindor, he suddenly has an impulse to rush to the other party.
After a long time, what happened behind it was purely that this guy was self-directed.
In the illusion, he is about to be driven crazy, Gryffindor is enjoying himself on the side, and all the horse warriors, fire dragons, evil spirits, all of them are playing alone.
I am like a marionette, struggling in the world he created.
"Don't be angry!" Gryffindor said with a smile. "In fact, the scene you just saw is not completely illusory. The fallen horses use magic to absorb the power that I have left, trying to summon the evil spirit from the void. When I had a conversation with it, how to describe that experience can only be said to be very interesting."
undefinedCommunicating with the ball-like monster, Ai Wen didn't see what it meant.
"What I showed you, it was what it tried to instill in me." Gryffindor's expression became serious. "In fact, it is far more horrible than what you just saw. If you encounter later When you arrive, be careful not to care."
"I know!" Ai Wen said with no anger, still not relaxed.
"Haha, you can have this kind of momentum right!" Gryffindor took a few steps forward and waved to Ai Wen. "Since you understand, then I don't have anything to worry about! Yours Friends should be anxious outside, we better not waste time."
"Wait a minute!" Ai Wen hurried.
What made him understand? In fact, he still has a stomach problem to ask each other.
Gryffindor smiled and stood there, seemingly waiting for Ai Wen to ask questions, but the body began to become transparent and will soon disappear.
As in the previous Hogwarts room, the entire space began to fragment.
Ai Wen opened his mouth but did not make any noise.
"If you want to know the magic that the Slytherin descendants left on the Sorcerer's Stone, the quickest way is to pick up the stone directly. Don't escape your own destiny, this is another challenge I leave for you." Gryffindor's voice came over and over again, "Goodbye, Avon!"
The next second, slamming, countless pieces broke apart.
Everything in front of Ai Wen's eyes disappeared, the pieces flashed silver, and the blue Huaguang flashed, and he returned to the real world.
The cold night wind blew, and Avon noticed that he was also standing at the top of the statue.
Below him, Sirius, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ma Mauri, the elders of the horse, all look as small as a toothpick.
Because it was too high, he was dizzy and hurriedly took his eyes back.
He is now standing at the end of the sky, and countless stars are shining around him, as if they can reach out.
In the distance, the huge outline of Hogwarts Castle is looming.
He heard a shout, and Harry was shouting his name.
Evan looked down again and saw Hermione waving at herself.
Because it was too high, he couldn't hear what they were saying.
Along with Hermione's gesture, Ai Wen turned her head and saw the secret treasure key that Gryffindor had left. The piece of magic stone shone with a soft red glow not far away.
He hesitated and stood up slowly.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Avon felt his body shaking, and he hurried to keep a balance.
Between the platform where you are located and the Sorcerer's Stone is a narrow stone passage.
In the high altitude of thousands of feet, walking on this narrow passage is like walking through a wooden bridge, but below is not a rushing river, but an innocent night sky.
Needless to say, this must be the bad taste of Gryffindor.
Ai Wen held his breath and carefully walked forward.
He slowly came to the Sorcerer's Stone and showed it to Gryffindor. The crimson stone was flashed with golden lines and the edges were irregular.
Ai Wen can feel the powerful magic above, but he is still hesitant.
He couldn't be sure what magic had left by Voldemort in the top, except that the crack that was bitten by the evil spirits proved that the stone had an unimaginable tragic experience, and he did not see any difference.
The magic stone exudes red light, and there is no trace left by magic.
Ai Wen hesitated, not sure if he should touch it.
He tried to use the wand to pick up the Sorcerer's Stone and cast his own detection and defensive spells, but nothing happened.
He can't stand here all the time. According to the meaning of Gryffindor, no matter what, he will accept the magic left by Voldemort and then seek to crack.
In the prophecy of Professor Trelawney, this is what is destined.
I think that I might be the one chosen by Voldemort to help him get the power that ordinary people can't imagine, and Avon feels uncomfortable.
He felt that the stomach juice was turned into ice water, which flowed through the body.
Ai Wen hesitated, maybe this time it takes courage to replace reason, to get a magic stone that obviously knows the problem, this is really a crazy move.
But no matter how you look at it, this is something he can't escape.
In the next second, Ai Wen reached out and held the red magic stone, and started to cool.
The powerful magic entered his body along his palm, and Ai Wen felt the warmth, and the magic he had consumed in the illusion was instantly restored.
His magic is constantly rising, and the speed is scary.
On the platform at the top of the Temple of the Moon, everyone was watching the movement of Ai Wen in the sky, seeing him hold the Sorcerer's Stone, and everyone cheered.
"The human pony has succeeded!" Margaret's proud face was full of surprise. "After the millennium, someone can really pass that powerful test!"
"Hey, you should know now, he is the student I taught, naturally the best!" Sirius stared proudly at the horse, his face full of smiles.
"Ivan has succeeded in success, I know!" Harry shouted loudly, shaking his hands, and sincerely happy for his friends.
"He is the best, we all believe him."
Hermione sighed with a sigh of relief and wiped her eyes. Just now Ai Wen suddenly disappeared from her face. She didn't know what was going on, and she cried out in a hurry.
"Yes, he is the best!" Ron followed a little, his eyes slightly more complicated, still thinking about the powerful magic items left by Gryffindor.
He suddenly realized that the gap between himself and Ai Wen has grown.
This gap, maybe he can't catch up in his life.
Ron couldn't tell what he was thinking. He admitted that at the beginning, he really envied Evan, but when the gap grew, the embarrassment became weaker.
Perhaps, sincerely happy for Ai Wen, is what should be done now. (To be continued.)
Feeling the magic of rapid increase in the body, Ai Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
He has never been as powerful as it is now, the magic left by Voldemort has not been triggered, and Professor Trelawney's prophecy has not been fulfilled.
He was not selected by Voldemort's magic, and his fears were all
Suddenly, a trace of black appeared in the golden lines that flashed from time to time on the Sorcerer's Stone.
When Avon had not reacted, the black magic wave fluctuated more and more, and with the magical illusion becoming a looming fog, climbed up along his arm.
undefinedThese blacks are like a python, and they are fascinated by the magic of engulfing Evan. Evan feels painful pains like never before.
Under the pressure of the black force, in the blink of an eye, the magic of his body began to become violent, and the black magic left by Voldemort far exceeded his imagination.
He tried to control the magic against these blacks, but it didn't help.
Under the impact of the violent magic, Ai Wen fainted and fell straight from the sky.
After he fainted, the magic stone suddenly glowed, the red flash became brighter and brighter, and the remaining black gas was all scattered, chasing after Ai Wen's arm.
Three different magical forces fought in Ai Wen's body, eventually returning to calm, leaving only a black fine line, quietly wrapped around his right wrist.
It's like tying a black thin line, but when you look closely, you'll find it's a little snake that shines in the cold. It wraps around in a circle, and the mouth opens and bites its tail.
As for the remaining black gas that was forced out by the Sorcerer's Stone, it floated around Avon for a while, then flew directly into the air, seemingly to enter the stars.
The fog quickly began to distort and eventually turned into a black mark.
On the platform below, everyone still didn't know what was going on. They only saw Ai Wen suddenly fell from the top, and Hermione was scared to scream.
Sirius ran forward, and Harry hurriedly chased them up.
"Look, that, what is that?" Ron said nervously. He looked up at Avon and found the black pattern he had just appeared next to him.
Followed by, everyone also noticed this eye-catching mark.
It was a huge cockroach, composed of countless green stars, and a big python came out of his mouth, like a tongue.
Just as they watched, the cockroach rose higher and higher, and a dazzling light in a cloud of green smog, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.
"Damn, it's the Dark Mark!" Sirius shouted and yelled back to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Leave here and don't move!"
He continued to move forward and kept waving his wand in his hand.
A red ray of light spurted upwards and spread out to the fireworks. Even if it was late at night, such a big noise, the castle side was enough to find anomalies.
Under the influence of Sirius magic, Ai Wen's body is falling more slowly.
Seeing that Avon was rescued, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sighed with relief. They looked up again and looked at the Dark Marks above them as the two horses beside them.
It has now risen very high, like a horrible neon sign, illuminating the entire night sky, spreading fear in the Ma tribe.
"The war is about to begin, and the horses can't escape." The voice of the elders of the horses slowly sounded. He seemed to be shaking, and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper.
"What the **** is going on?" said Harry, and he was shocked to see Hermione's face pale and his face extremely scared, constantly rubbing his crimson eyes.
"This is the Dark Mark, Harry!" said Hermione, and couldn't help but cry out. "What must have been encountered by Avon, this is the symbol of the mysterious man!"
"You mean, Voldemort's"
His words have not been finished, and the Dark Mark in the sky suddenly began to change.
The big python in the mouth of the skull suddenly came out, seemingly attracted to some kind, like a meteor, rushing straight to Harry, Ron, Hermione.
"Quickly open!" Sirius shouted, waving his right hand.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were scattered, but everything was too late, and the black mist screamed through them and blew their robes.
On the skin, shrinking the myriad of black magic marks slowly forming
In this black temple, which used to be filled with countless evil taboos, the former magic of the Dark Devils marked the selected, and he will return to gain power that the world cannot imagine, and this time, death will no longer be the end.
No one noticed this, the panic was still pervasive, and everyone thought it was another black magic, but nothing happened.
The platform is messy, far from the joy of Avon just passing the test to get the key to Gryffindor's treasure. Everyone is staring at the big eyes.
In Hogwarts' spacious school hospital, everyone is surrounded by Avon's beds.
Dumbledore lifted Avon's right arm and carefully observed the dark green stripes of the snake. The Snape, Sirius and Professor McGonagall stood beside him.
"Severus, this is the area you are good at." Dumbledore said calmly, turning his head to look at the gloomy Snape, "You think this is"
"There is no doubt that this is the curse that the man left!" Snape replied, with a sneer in his mouth. "It's a magic I have never seen before. It's very powerful and very clever. Mr. Mason is not dead yet. It is far beyond my imagination."
Hearing his words, Hermione stood nervously waiting to choke, tears flowed out of control again, and Harry hurriedly patted her shoulder and whispered comfort.
"Don't be sensational there!" Sirius said in a low voice. "I just checked, and Ivan's vital signs are stable and there are no problems."
"Black, is this your opinion?!" Snape turned his head to look at Sirius, with a malicious glow in his small eyes. "You think you know more, but you are actually in a hurry, with Mason." Mr. dying body ran back to Hogwarts from the horse."
"Severus!" Dumbledore reminded.
Snape snorted and didn't keep talking.
Sirius stared at him for a while, then sat down in annoyed, watching Evan, who had not recovered from the hospital bed, his face full of blame.
"I can't believe it. The Dark Marks reappeared in Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall slammed into his neckline, his face paled like never before. "Fortunately, not many people saw it, otherwise tomorrow morning's Prophet The Daily News will say this!" (To be continued.)
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