Chapter 706 Aiwen's Black Magic and Phoenix's Song

Black magic, Fiercefire Curse! ! !

The ancient and complicated spell was uttered by Ivan, and his wand drew a complicated trajectory in midair.

Without any warning, a red pillar of fire rose from the ground.

It's like a signal, followed by another, more and more...

Cylindrical pillars of fire shot up into the sky. They gradually grew thicker and larger, exuding a fiery temperature, and the billowing heat wave hit us head-on.

When Aiwen's magic was completed, this desolate open space turned into a world of flames almost instantly.

The raging flames engulfed everything, mercilessly surrounding the Death Eaters who hadn't figured out what was going on.

They felt the fear brought by Fiendfire from hell, and they shouted loudly in the flames, calling desperately.

These voices are useless and will only make this purgatory even more hopeless.

With Aiwen at the center, everything in the space is burning, and the grass and trees are all turned into steam.

Several Death Eaters tried to attack Aiwen, but their spells were also consumed by Fiendfire.

A Death Eater rushed towards Ivan through the cracks in the flames. Ivan waved his wand. In an instant, the Death Eater was mercilessly swallowed by the waves of fire. He struggled in the flames and turned into a huge burning body. Soon the flying ashes annihilated and completely disappeared from this world.

Ivan didn't seem to have seen this terrible scene, and he raised his wand vigorously, smoothly and calmly, like a conductor of a large concert.

Under his guidance, the flames were given life, and all the pillars of fire were quickly fused together.

It seems to be determined to burn all the living beings present, and to use the will of the flame to dominate the world.

The heat wave surged and began to transform, turning into a large group of wild beasts composed of fiery flames: fire snakes, chimeras, fire dragons, basilisks, and manticores. They rolled and roared under Aiwen's control, and slid down from the sky To the ground, and soared into the sky...

They attack the stunned Death Eaters and let them experience what real hell is.

Unlike the previous use, with Aiwen's current level of magic power, he can already control the Fierce Fire Curse.

Although the flames would burn more and more intensely, even he couldn't take it back in the end, but by that time he and Harry had already left, and how to deal with the aftermath was something Voldemort needed to consider. He swung his wand hard, giving the Death Eaters no time to breathe, and another powerful spell came to mind.

Demons are black magic, doomsday catastrophe! ! !

This is the powerful black magic that Ivan found in the Response Room. He has just studied and studied it recently.

The wand in his hand didn't stop. When he uttered the last syllable of the spell, green circles began to appear on the ground. These circles formed by the magic power expanded rapidly, and there were bubbles inside, which were obviously highly poisonous.

The Death Eaters around the circle frantically dodged, greatly reducing their speed and making them even more flustered.

What was even more frightening was at the back, when Fiendfire and Poisonous Water collided, there was a roaring explosion under the surge of magic power, forming a huge and terrifying impact.

The blood-colored mist was lingering, filled with an endlessly gloomy atmosphere amidst terror and despair.

Aiwen nodded, it seems that Fiercefire Curse and the magic of doomsday can be used together, and the effect is amazing.

In this terrifying scene, he began to look for Nagini, ready to take this opportunity to destroy the big snake.

The two powerful black magics consumed Aiwen's magic power in sevens and eighties, but the effect was also very obvious.

Under the influence of these two black magics, the Death Eaters who were caught off guard were routed and completely lost their fighting spirit.

At this moment, these powerful black wizards had no intention of attacking Aiwen, and only wanted to escape for their lives.

In their eyes, Aiwen has turned into a demon god. Although the clothes on this boy who has just changed from a little girl to a boy are very ridiculous, but no one dares to despise him in the slightest, and many people even think of surrender.

The Death Eaters fled with their heads in their arms, and the cunning ones like Lucius Malfoy just Apparated out of this dangerous place.

Others cried out to Voldemort for help, believing that Voldemort was stronger.

The fact is also true, Voldemort may be able to easily solve Ivan's magic, but he can't care about anything else now.

When his Killing Curse collided with Harry's Disarming Curse, something unexpected happened.

The light of the spell turned golden like never before, and the wand in his hand trembled, denying his will.

Completely caught off guard, Harry felt his feet lift off the ground, and both he and Voldemort were lifted into the air.

The two wands were still connected by that gleaming golden thread, and they spun in mid-air, watching what was happening below.

They saw Ivan cast two powerful black magic spells. Without any precautions, the Death Eaters suffered heavy losses. Dodge and flee in embarrassment in the water.

"A bunch of trash!"

Voldemort wanted to order his Death Eaters to calm down and organize a counterattack, instead of crawling around stupidly like ants in a hot pot, defeated by a thirteen-year-old little wizard, before he could shout out a sound, connect him and Harry's stick of money suddenly split open!

But the two wands remained connected, and a thousand arcs of light appeared above Harry and Voldemort.

Arcs of light interweave around them, culminating in a domed golden mesh, a cage of light.

The shouting outside was oddly muted, and Harry and Voldemort were the only two in the cage.

Harry saw Voldemort's red eyes widen in astonishment, and he could see that he was shocked by what he saw, and he was trying to break the splintered light connecting the two wands.

Harry gripped his wand tightly with both hands, the money still attached.

Suddenly a burst of ecstasy filled the air, emanating from every fiber of the web of light vibrating around Harry and Voldemort.

Harry recognized it, even though he had only heard the music once before.

This is the song of the phoenix, the voice of the phoenix Fox!

It made him think of Dumbledore, almost as if a friend was speaking in his ear...

"Don't disconnect!"

"I know!" Harry said to the music, "I know it can't be broken..."

But as soon as he thought of this, the difficulty of maintaining the connection suddenly increased.

His wand vibrated more violently, and the golden thread connecting him to Voldemort changed, as if large beads of light slid back and forth along the thread.

Harry felt the wand in his hand tremble, and the beads of light began to slowly slide towards him!

The bead of light was moving away from Voldemort towards him, his wand was vibrating violently... Browse the reading address: