Chapter 675 Battle and Collapsed Space

After taking care of Moody, Ivan stepped forward and picked up the wand from the ground, then turned around to deal with Barty Crouch Jr.

In just these few minutes, Barty Crouch Jr. also found a way to deal with the Unicorn's Shadow.

After being poked with a bloody hole in his arm, he finally seized the opportunity to take advantage of the moment when the shadow of the unicorn materialized, and used powerful black magic to beat this difficult patron saint into a mist of light.

The two of them released their hands almost at the same time, and their eyes quickly met each other.

Ivan was no different from when he first came in, and his aura was even stronger than before. Pieces of dragon scales climbed up his neck, covering one third of his face.

In contrast, Barty Crouch Jr. was much miserable, with a sunken face, a haggard face, and thick blood stains on his clothes that had not been washed for a long time.

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

Ivan can tell from Barty Crouch Jr.'s reaction to the Shadow of the Unicorn just now that he knows nothing about his blood magic.

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

"Oh, that's right, of course he won't say that he was once beaten up by a first-year wizard and ran away..." Ivan suddenly thought of this and said sarcastically.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s face suddenly darkened. He ignored Ivan's "nonsense" and looked a little crazy, muttering to himself.

"Stop struggling, no one can stop the Dark Lord's plan..."

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

"Reducto~(Shattered to pieces)!"

The weird magic beam flew past.

Ivan frowned, raised his wand lightly, and the wooden chair beside him flew up and hit the beam.

As soon as the two came into contact, the wooden chair exploded instantly.

"Incendio~ (Fire is blazing!)" Ivan pointed the wand again, and a large amount of wood fragments burned, whistling and flying towards Little Barty.

What he didn't expect was that Barty Crouch Jr. didn't dodge and took it down forcefully.

The hot pieces of wood hit his body and dug into his flesh, but little Barty ignored it and even laughed more enthusiastically.

"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 left hand that was covered in blood, his eyes were red and he used black magic to cut off two of his fingers.

The extreme pain and hatred were quickly transformed into power under the influence of black magic. The wand was pointed in the direction of Ivan and Moody, and he roared crazily.

"Confringo~(Thunderbolt Explosion)!"

Little Barty shouted hysterically, an orange fire light lit up at the top of the wand, and then a hot fireball spurted out, expanding rapidly in mid-air, and soon grew to three meters in size, and the rolling heat wave was overwhelming. .

"Madman!" Ivan's scalp went numb after witnessing this scene, and he couldn't help but cursed.

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 as big as a classroom, and using a super-wide blasting spell here is tantamount to self-destruction!

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

"Protegos~(armor protection)"

"Impedimento~ (Obstacles)"

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

Barty Crouch Jr.'s maniacal laughter echoed around him, and the huge fireball had expanded to four meters in size. However, the power of hatred and pain was extraordinary and far beyond his control, so it was not unexpected. , the fireball exploded halfway through its flight.

Hot flames and violent shock waves spread in all directions.

The protective spells that Ivan carefully laid out quickly began to crack, and then collapsed. As the caster, Barty Crouch Jr. was immediately blown away by the heat wave.

A deafening explosion followed, and endless light and heat poured into this small space.

It took more than half a minute for the explosion to gradually subside.

Only the violent flames were still devouring all the combustibles in the room like tarsal maggots, and the wooden table standing in front was roasted into black charcoal.

Fortunately, the multiple protections greatly weakened the power of this blasting spell. Coupled with the protection of the dragon scales, Ivan, who was hiding behind, was not harmed.

However, the sharply rising temperature and the little remaining oxygen still caused great trouble to Ivan. If it weren't for magic like the Bubble Curse, he would have passed out long ago due to lack of oxygen.

"Oops, Professor Moody!"

Ivan's expression suddenly changed, and then he remembered that Moody was still here. Barty Crouch Jr.'s magic just now was too amazing. He only focused on strengthening the protection but forgot about Moody.

Ivan quickly turned his head to look for Moody, and was surprised to see a golden barrier erected in the corner, and he could vaguely see two figures standing inside.

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

Hermione stood next to him, trying hard to hold her breath, her face flushed.

Moody fell to the ground unconscious as before.

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

"You did a good job, Hals..." Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and the surrounding flames floated in front of him, and were all wiped out under the counter-curse.

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

"Please forgive 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. How could it be such a coincidence.

He even suspected that the other party had been standing by and peeking at him fighting Moody and Barty Jr. the whole time, but he had been watching without taking action.

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

"The explosion just now caused the magic that expanded this space to be destroyed. It seems that we need to leave here quickly." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, and his expression became serious.