Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Seeing the critical situation on the field, the onlookers Harry and the others were also extremely nervous. They deliberately reminded Ivan to avoid them, but before they could make a sound, the scarlet light beam rushed in front of the opponent.

Ivan's complexion remained unchanged, his index finger lightly tapped in mid-air, and a silver-white magic barrier emerged. Crimson light beams and splashing gravel hit it, causing ripples...

"Spell without a rod?!" Macchiban widened his eyes, propped his hands on the wooden table, and couldn't help exclaiming.

Flitwick on the side was equally surprised, but he corrected it. "Should be cast without a rod or curse..."

In the gap between the two of them, Ivan made another move. He slightly bent his right hand and snapped his fingers. In the crisp sound, the sharp rocks that had not yet landed quickly deformed and turned into one. A sharp short spear scattered towards the three people in front of him.

From passive defense to launching an attack, a series of actions were completed in just two seconds...

Thompson, who was still annoyed that he should keep his hands one second before, raised a warning sign in his heart the next second.

Faced with a dozen short spears that shot at him, Thompson’s brain failed to react for a while, but fortunately, his rich combat experience made his body move first, and when he perceives danger, he can easily rush to the right. , Rolled on the ground several times before reluctantly avoiding...

After he climbed up from the ground embarrassedly, he looked at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath-one of his colleagues was being nailed to the ground by fifteen short spears in a human-shaped stroke, and The instigator, Ivan, was looking over here, faintly flashing a dazzling red light on the fingers of his right hand.

"Protegos~ (armor bodyguard Thompson felt his scalp numb, and without hesitation he blessed himself with an iron armor curse, feeling a little relieved.

However, the protective spell he had high hopes for did not have any effect. The crimson light beam penetrated it almost instantly and hit him directly.

Thompson only felt as if he had been hit by a speeding carriage, his body was directly lifted out, and the wand in his hand also dropped out...spinning in mid-air and falling into Ivan's hands.

The last remaining Auror wanted to rescue Thompson, but when he waved his wand to cast a spell, he was horrified to find that he became dumb, his mouth and tongue were like knotted, and he didn't listen at all. His call.

Is it a lock tongue curse?

The Auror realized this immediately, his face was full of amazement, because he didn't even find out when the opponent cast the spell!

When Ivan turned his gaze to him, the Auror quickly put down his wand and raised his hand to surrender. It's shameful.

Seeing that the other party was so acquainted, Ivan didn't mean to embarrass the Auror. He waved his hand to release the Tongue Sealing Curse, then looked at the invigilators on the stage and asked.

"Does the second exam need to continue? Professor?"

"No, no, you have passed, Hals!" Professor McGonagall was the first to recover, and said with a wry smile looking at the disgraced Thompson and others.

Although she knew that Ivan's strength was extraordinary, she did not expect to exaggerate it to such a degree!

Three elite Aurors teamed up and were defeated in one face-to-face meeting, let alone students, even their invigilators could not do it.

You should know that in the original exam plan, Ivan only needed to figure out a way to hold on to the beaters for a while, crack and resist the next curse.

However, Ivan was uneasy and unreasonable to play cards, using his own way to treat his body, and in turn taught Thompson and others a lesson, returning all the spells they had released.

"It's amazing, I can't imagine that someone can master such high-end magic skills at such an age... You are definitely the best student ever at Hogwarts!" Richard Gorsak applauded while applauding. , Said admiringly, he had overestimated Ivan as much as possible, but he didn't want the other party to repeatedly break his perception.

Pierce and Macchiban did not have any objections. Flitwick even thought that the next spell test was no longer necessary, because Ivan’s wandless and non-cursive spellcasting skills made him a master of this spell. The professor feels ashamed!

Although magic is a manifestation of the wizard's will, traditional wands, spells, and gestures are just tools to reduce the difficulty of casting spells. In theory, any wizard can gradually reduce the steps of casting spells after hard training.

For example, these teaching professors basically master similar skills in their respective areas of expertise. They can omit one or two casting steps when necessary, so that they can take the lead in battle and suppress the enemy, but they want to completely abandon foreign objects. The casting of spells is almost impossible!

In Flitwick’s impression, apart from Ivan, only the dead Headmaster Dumbledore and Voldemort could do this.

Ivan smiled, not paying attention to the praises of several people, and very modestly attributed his "small" achievements to the guidance of the professors.

"Of course, this is also inseparable from the help of Principal Dumbledore." Ivan thought for a while, and added that he always found a reasonable reason for the rapid growth of his strength, and Dumbledore died just right. It can cover him perfectly.

"No wonder ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but besides him, no one else can teach you." Richard Gorschak said with emotion.

The second exam ended smoothly, and Ivan was naturally unavoidable in the next spell test. He took out his wand again and rehearsed all the basic spells in the most standard posture, and soon got the wheat Unanimous approval from Ge et al.

Only the final divination lesson made Ivan feel a headache. As the chief examiner, Trelawney insisted that he find the so-called fate sign from a polished crystal ball.

Ivan stubbornly stared at the crystal ball pretendingly, and meditated for five minutes. He could not see anything but his own reflection. In annoyance, he simply cheated by using Desperate Mind to cheat what Trelawney wanted most. After the answer was given, I kept my all-O (outstanding) grade.

"Congratulations, Mr. Hals, you passed the N.E.W.T. exam with excellent results. No, it should be said to be perfect!" After several tests were completed, Marchiban announced the results in public with a smile.

There was a burst of cheers in the auditorium. Everyone present witnessed Ivan's superb magic spell skills. The appearance of the three blowers in their gestures made them admire...