Chapter 505 Hermione's Persistence

In fact, Fanlin is not difficult to find. If Krum's eyes are not blind, the cold blue light in the stadium that collapsed half of the time is Fanlin.

"Where is it..." Hermione said anxiously.

The energy aftermath that just broke through the sky made Krum a little embarrassed. Even with magic protection, Krum's robe was still a little damaged. He blocked most of the attacks for Hermione.

Krum turned the broom, and the two rushed straight to Fanlin in the ruins.

Before Hermione waited for the broom to stabilize, she jumped off the broom.

The air here is very cold, just like returning to the town of Hogsmeade, where the winter is...

Hermione still couldn't help it.

She can only feel a little bit of Fanlin's breath now, and the rest makes Hermione feel very strange.

This comes from the Philosopher's Stone.

Hermione knew what Fanlin had hidden, the magic stone, and now Fanlin was relying on it to fight the vampire, but now...

Fanlin's energy was constantly recovering, and soon, the light in Hermione's eyes returned to its previous brightness, even brighter than before. Even with a completely magical body, Fanlin's face showed a painful expression.

"He is..." Krum pointed at Fanlin, who was becoming more and more dangerous. He had seen that kind of expanding energy before, when he was in mid-air.

"Excessive magic." Hermione wiped her tears.

"Excessive magic?" Krum said in disbelief, "How could it be, he was so young, and the energy burst just now was already a black magic that overdrew his life, and now..."

Krum couldn't say anything more, the facts were in front of him, Fanlin's expanding magic was like a bomb, a bomb in the Muggle world.

Krum had seen that thing, at his uncle's place, and with Fanlin's current state, there was a risk of explosion at any time.

"Let's leave here quickly. This is not something you can handle. You've seen that you can't get close at all..."

"You can leave now. I'm going to stay here." Hermione said firmly. She wiped her tears and put away her wand.

"Are you crazy?" Krum said in disbelief. "You've seen that in his condition, you can't possibly..."

"I said, I'm going to stay here." Hermione shouted. She turned around and looked at Krum with red eyes.

"Whether it succeeds or not, I can't let him die like this."

Krum was a little dazed. The girl's insistence caught him off guard. If he knocked him out and took him away...

In fact, Hermione didn't give him a chance. Fanlin had already entered a very dangerous state.

He had lost consciousness, but his body still maintained the command to absorb magic power.

All this magic power came from the Philosopher's Stone.

The originally empty body was filled with the magic power of the Philosopher's Stone, but every wizard had a different upper limit on the speed of magic power conversion. But no matter what, this conversion would never be as fast as the intake of the Philosopher's Stone.

The magic power stored in Fanlin's body has long been full under the full power of the magic stone. Most of these are unconverted magic power. With Fanlin's physical strength...

Hermione has checked it out. This is not something that wizards can bear. Directly using the energy of the magic stone is something that only gods can do.

Fanlin's consciousness must be awakened, otherwise...

Hermione lowered her head. At her feet, Fanlin's face emerged in the light.

Hermione stretched out her hands tremblingly. She must touch Fanlin's body to pass her will into it, but this external energy.

"Come back!" Krum shouted. He knew very well the horror of that energy.

"You go up there. I want to wake him up." Hermione said, and she ignored Krum.

In the next second, Hermione reached her hand into the bright light without any hesitation.

Cold, piercing pain.

This was definitely Hermione's first feeling.

It was as if she had touched the coldest thing in time. The cold magic power scraped across Hermione's skin in an instant.

It felt like a blade, and the magic seemed to be scraping Hermione's skin off.

Hermione could feel her blood in the pain, and the magic broke through the defense she had set up on her hands in an instant.

It was like ice needles piercing her hands one after another.

Hermione almost fainted, and the pain was simply not something a little girl could endure.

Hermione's hand subconsciously retracted, which was completely an instinctive reaction of the body before her arms were completely stiff.

Hermione saw that her hand had turned into an ice crystal.

It was all the purest crystal of magic, if it wasn't so cold.

Her hand was broken, but the blood had been completely frozen in her body before it left her skin.

In just a second, her hand had turned almost purple.

"You saw it too..." Krum seemed to want to rush over, but Hermione's action forced him to stop.

Hermione pulled out her wand with one hand.

"Don't come over!" Hermione said loudly, "You should stay with your teammates, instead of caring about such dangerous places."

"But, your hand..." Krum said, and he noticed that Hermione's frozen hand was trembling slightly.

"This is not something you should care about." Hermione said.

Then, she pressed her other hand hard into the ice-blue light.

A piercing pain instantly filled the girl's mind.

Hermione couldn't help but scream.

The milky white healing light that had just risen on Hermione was almost dispersed.

"Come back..." Krum shouted, and he took two steps forward as if he wanted to pull Hermione up from somewhere.

But Hermione's wand lit up a swaying white light.

"Don't... don't... come over..." Hermione gritted her teeth.

Krum stopped in a daze, "But... but, you will die like this..."

Hermione forced a smile.

A layer of blue ice crystals continued to spread upwards from her arm in the light, and soon, Hermione's face began to turn purple.

These cold magic powers rushed into Hermione's body.

"I...I won't die..." Hermione trembled, her lips turned lavender.

"I...firmly believe...he...he won't...hurt...me..." (To be continued)