Chapter 394 Aiwen's Silent Curse

Because it is the focus of attention, a little disturbance immediately attracts the attention of others.

The students of Beauxbatons were surprised to find that this boy from Hogwarts should be so popular with the ghosts in the school, which is really incredible.

The topic of discussion shifted to Aiwen again, and everyone was full of curiosity about him.

Except for Gabriel and Fleur sitting next to Aiwen, no one knew what was going on. The abnormal behavior of the ghosts added countless mysteries to Aiwen.

Handsome appearance, powerful strength, legendary deeds, and eye-catching mystery all make Aiwen more attractive to girls.

Of course, some of the Beauxbaton boys became more and more disgusted with him.

Aiwen didn't have time to pay attention to what other people thought of him. Facing the enthusiastic ghosts, he had to appease them one by one.

He was thinking about maybe adding a section to the paper dedicated to news from France. If the effect is good enough, you can also take this opportunity to enter the "Hogwarts Wizardry" into the French market, further enhance its influence, and set up a branch in Paris...

Just as Aiwen was conceiving this plan, Fu Rong beside him pushed him.

"Madame Maxim just announced that the dinner party is over!" Fu Rong said with a smile, shaking her long silver hair like a waterfall, "She asked me to take you to the school for a tour. But I think you may be more Willing to stay here and face these ghosts."

Of course Ivan wants to visit Beauxbaton, this is a very rare opportunity.

He looked up and saw all Beauxbatons' students stood up.

In the center of the crowd, Dumbledore and Sirius were leaving the auditorium with Flamel and Madame Maxime.

After all the teachers left, the atmosphere in the auditorium really became lively.

Beauxbaton's students no longer obeyed the rules as before. They all crowded towards Ivan's position, speaking French that he could not understand.

Of course, there are also many people who speak English, but it is not standard.

All the voices were mixed together again, making it impossible for Ivan to hear clearly.

"What are they talking about?" Ivan asked loudly.

"Most of them are simple greetings. Many girls are asking if you are free tonight." Fu Rong said with a smile, approaching Ivan's ear, "Of course, some people are challenging you. It seems that they want to Come to a duel with you."

Aiwen has noticed that there is no need for Furong to translate.

In the middle of a group of senior boys, a tall and very strong boy pointed his wand at him, and bursts of cheers and applause came from the surrounding crowd.

This seemed to have been planned a long time ago, and many people looked at Ai Wen with a joking expression on their faces, waiting to see his foolishness.

With a malicious smile on his face, the boy said a lot of French to Ivan.

Then, without giving Ivan any time, he chanted a spell in his mouth and waved the wand in his hand sharply.

A red light flashed, and a fork on the table flew towards Ivan.

Under the control of the opponent, the fork flew towards the center of Ivan's body.

The speed is very fast, if you dodge in a hurry, you will definitely look very embarrassed.

From everyone's point of view, if Aiwen didn't want to be hit, he would get under Zhuo to avoid the fork.

In this way, you can laugh at him to your heart's content.

Looking at the fork that was getting closer and closer to him, Ivan sighed.

It seems that no matter where, there are annoying guys like Malfoy, and what they have in common is that they have no brains.

He flicked his right hand upwards on his waist, and the wand flipped around and fell into his hand naturally.

Ivan held the wand and shook it lightly, without chanting a spell, the fork that had reached him stopped in mid-air.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing how Ivan did it.

They didn't hear the chanting of the spell at all, nor did they see Ivan release the spell.

He just waved his wand, and abruptly controlled the fork in front of him, which was really unbelievable.

Only the students who were preparing to take the advanced wizard level exam vaguely guessed what was going on. Ivan probably used a silent spell just now.

This is a very difficult spell-casting technique. When casting a spell, you can achieve an unexpected effect without chanting the spell aloud.

Although it sounds simple, this technique requires a lot of control and intention to pull it off.

In fact, most wizards cannot do this.

Not to mention the little wizards who haven't graduated from the magic school, even among the adult wizards in the magic world, those who can use silent spells are definitely rare.

Like Ivan, there will be no more than double digits in the magic world.

Just as everyone was still guessing, the fork in front of Ivan immediately flew backwards.

The fork flew away faster than when it came, and the guy on the opposite side didn't seem to expect Ivan to counter his spell.

He frantically waved his wand, wanting to fight back, just halfway through the incantation in his mouth, when he saw a red light and hit his right hand first.

It's your weapon, the magic power is just right.

There was a stabbing pain in his right hand, and the wand in his hand was ejected.

Seeing the fork that flew straight in front of his eyes, he backed away in fright, his face turned pale, and he yelled a bunch of French, as if begging for mercy from Ivan.

Everything happened so fast that no one else could react at all.

No one thought that Ivan would be so ruthless that he aimed a fork directly at the opponent's eyes.

If this is hit, the consequences...

Even Fu Rong, who had been standing aside to watch the excitement, had a look of panic flashing across her face, and hurriedly stopped her.

In fact, Ivan did not let go of his control of the fork.

He had a panoramic view of the reactions of everyone around him. The performance of these Beauxbaton students was really disappointing.

Just a fork scares them like this. If they encounter real fear, such as those evil gods, these people don't know if they will all be scared to the ground.

No wonder Beauxbatons is one of the top three magic schools in Europe. Compared with Hogwarts and Durmstrang, Beauxbatons has never produced too powerful wizards in history.

If it weren't for Voldemort's curse restrictions, Aiwen couldn't use too much magic power now, otherwise he really wanted the other party to see what real magic is.

Ivan tapped his wand lightly, and the fork that had already flown to the boy on the opposite side stopped immediately, turned around and fell straight down.

With a bang, it fell to the ground and stuck in the corner of his school uniform robe.

The boy hadn't noticed yet, he just backed up and dodged subconsciously.

In the next second, he tripped over the taut robe and fell heavily to the ground. (To be continued.)