Chapter 1854 The Power of Love

( ) Green fog shrouded Hogwarts, Voldemort's magic power was spreading, the temperature was dropping, everyone's breath turned into white mist, hope and joy were quickly disappearing.

Even the colors are gone.

The whole world has turned into black and white, leaving only despair, fear and madness wandering.

The night never ends!

The sun never rises!

Accompanied by Voldemort's whispers, its corruption affects everyone and takes root in the depths of the soul. Amidst the trembling and exclamation of fear, the bodies of all wizards who surrender to it begin to change.

A large amount of mana gathered, and they cried out in pain. The body of the black wizard changed into a terrifying monster.

Under the effect of magic, the darkness and evil in their hearts kept gushing out, causing them to change. They now looked like derivative parts of Voldemort's body, twisting, struggling, and losing their human form.

These dark wizards influenced by Voldemort are no longer human. They became the minions of darkness, the creations of Voldemort's evil gods.

Judging from the vital signs, they are still alive, but they are also dead. They are now just monsters that feed on flesh and soul, call despair and death, and spread madness and destruction.

"Accept the doomsday judgment!"

"Kneel down in the shadow of glory!"

"Accept the power I bestow on you!"

"I will tell you the truth of this world!" Voldemort's whisper still sounded in the depths of everyone's heart, becoming more and more crazy.

The spirit of everyone present has reached its limit. This is magic they have never seen or heard of. The terrible scene before them will become a nightmare for most people in their lives.

The monster above Hogwarts is getting stronger and stronger, and the sense of oppression and fear it emits is also getting stronger.

People watched all this happening silently, as if they had lost the ability to speak, and a deathly silence enveloped everyone.

Keep going, it's only a matter of time before it crashes. Although Voldemort did not attack, his trial had begun.

No one can escape this final judgment except surrender and death.

Driven by fear, not only the dark wizards, but also many ordinary wizards suddenly fell to their knees, weeping bitterly, begging Voldemort's forgiveness and surrendering to him.

The body of every praying wizard changes, and monsters appear in the crowd one after another. They are distorted by dark forces, and their organs appear as symbols of deification, turning into monsters of different shapes.

Horror is passing! People are terrified and want to escape, escape from this nightmare.

"Get up, let's fight!"

"To escape, there is only destruction; only to resist, is there any hope of survival."

"Although the night is long, the light of hope will never fade away."

Ivan raised his wand, his patron saint soared into the sky, and silver light appeared above everyone's heads, fighting against the green mist and Voldemort's magic power, blocking Voldemort's erosion.

"Fearless resistance, your flesh and blood will become a sacrifice for sin."

"The fear... never ends!"

Voldemort's voice sounded intermittently, and the terrifying tentacles passed through the silver light of the Patronus, trying to tear Ivan's Patronus apart.

Aiwen confronted Voldemort and increased the output of magic power. He tried hard to think about all happy things and strengthen the power of the patron saint.

But compared with Voldemort, his strength alone is not enough...

At this moment, a silver stag appeared and rushed towards Voldemort, which is Harry's patron saint, followed by a silver goat... Many people followed Ivan and Harry and raised their wands. One after another, the patron saints soared into the sky, and all kinds of silver animals appeared above Hogwarts.

The temperature rises and the negativity subsides.

The Patronuses joined together to form a huge silver mask that kept Voldemort and fear out. More and more Patronuses appeared to join it, and hundreds of silver animals appeared above Hogwarts.

They represent hope. Represents the power of life! This hope dispels the darkness!

On the playground, all wizards who are unwilling to surrender to Voldemort are using the Patronus Charm. Many people couldn't summon a complete physical Patronus, but they were still working hard. Wisps of silver light emerged from the front of everyone's wands, and merged into the light curtain above their heads like fog.

They are resisting, even though their strength is weak compared to Voldemort's power, but when these weak forces gather together, they are enough to fight against the evil deified Voldemort.

This is the power that Voldemort will never understand and never possess. This is the power of hope, the power of protection, and the power of love!

These positive energies converged to cause great damage to the deified Voldemort. Its power was fading, and it could not hurt them, which made Voldemort feel extremely angry.

All those who resist will die! Voldemort began to attack frantically, his terrifying tentacles whipping the light curtain, again and again, each attack caused the light curtain to shake violently, and ripples appeared non-stop, swinging around.

The Patronus is the most powerful and oldest spell in the wizarding world, the embodiment of the inner symbol.

The ancient wizards left this defensive spell to fight against pure evil and darkness, and to leave a spark of hope for future generations, in order to deal with the current situation.

Aiwen worked hard to increase the power of the patron saint. His magic power was rapidly depleting, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. He gritted his teeth and persisted. His Patronus is the largest and strongest of all, and is the main force against Voldemort. It bears most of the attacks and is the leader of the light curtain. Once he can't hold on, the light curtain that protects them will be destroyed broken.

The wizarding world will also lose hope, enveloped by Voldemort's dark reign.

Aiwen tried his best to recall happy things and imagined a bright future, but Voldemort's dark power seemed endless, and beyond the light curtain, it was completely occupied by green fog.

The temperature began to drop again. With Voldemort's attack, the whispers that had disappeared became clear again. Everyone's magic power was being consumed rapidly, and their positive energy was dissipating. Their resistance could not last long... .

However, hope is not lost.

At this moment, Ivan's left hand was warm and soft, and he turned his head to see Hermione.

She came over to hold Ivan's hand and fought side by side with him. She was chanting a spell in her mouth, and her eyes were full of determination. Although she didn't speak, Hermione expressed her attitude with her actions.

Together with Ivan, she will fight to the end!

Till victory, or death...