I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 348 The first contact with the gods - the invisible monster

Countless lives born from the primitive furnace were killed in an instant.

Smoke of dust rose from the earth.

Star amber is still falling, breaking through the smoke and hitting the ground.

Performing magic on such a scale is also a huge burden for Owen.

The soreness and weakness in his limbs forced him to stop the spell. He had to maintain his fighting strength. It was irrational to cast spells until he fainted.

As for the next attack, leave it to this dragon.

Owen reached out and touched Bakar's neck.

The dragon immediately understood.

The next second, the little cat took Owen off his back.

Bakar, who had an aura comparable to ancient times, flapped his wings high, raised his head toward the sky, and clenched his front paws, red lightning fell straight down from the sky and was caught by the giant dragon.

Immediately, the dragon roared high, and the lightning turned into a long knife. The long knife, which was hundreds of feet long, was swung violently. The lightning rushed towards Baixiang's army like a sea wave.

In an instant, countless lives were swallowed up.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, red lightning shines brightly under the stars.

The sky is angry, stars, amber and lightning fall at the same time.

It was a hellish scene for a while.

At this time, both the giants and the wizards were all thankful that such magic did not fall on their heads.

Compared with the modern pursuit of more and more simple and efficient development of magic spells, this kind of ancient magic spell from the ancient mythological era, even earlier than the age of gods, has a more gorgeous appearance.

But it also proves from the side how terrifying the world was at that time.

The vortex of space twists.

Owen's figure reappeared in the camp.

The moment he landed, the soles of his feet softened and he half-knelt on the ground.

After taking a breath, he took out a bottle of blue potion from his pocket.

A bottle of vitality tonic.

After drinking it all in one breath, the feeling of weakness coming from my limbs subsided a little.

Everyone present, whether it was Sirius, Professor Lupin, or Harry, all stared at Owen in shock.

The giant Ego Titan also had the same expression.

He had some regrets.

Sirius regretted it.

Look at the three little wizards around you, and then look at the terrifying war magic in the distance.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something stupid.

After returning to Hogwarts yesterday, he happened to be bumped into by Harry.

It was already the last day before summer vacation in the castle.

Harry asked him what he was doing recently.

Since the alliance with the giant went so smoothly, he didn't think much about it at the time and directly agreed to take the little wizards out to increase their knowledge.

who knows--

"Owen." Hermione stepped forward and helped him up.

She knew how it felt.

During the days when she was practicing origin magic, she often acted like this. It drained her magic power and made her whole body weak and sore.

Then he was helped back to the castle by Owen.

"It's a small matter." He pretended, staggering to his feet, his right hand shaking due to lack of strength, but the wand in his hand was still shining faintly.

"Be careful, Miss Granger." Owen grabbed Hermione's hand with his backhand.

The causal principle of ancient magic.

Like flowing water from a mountain, magic energy flows toward the source of the river.

This makes his body like a vortex, and the magic power from the outside world surges toward him unnaturally and slightly.

He is like a spider in the center of a spider's web, able to judge whether there is danger around him by relying on the magic power fluctuations gathered from all sides.

As long as there are magical creatures, wizards, and magical items with magical powers, they are all within his 'radar' range.

Unless there was a Muggle a few kilometers away holding Barrett and aiming at his head, there was really nothing Owen could do.

And it is this ‘radar’ that exists.

He vaguely noticed that there seemed to be several strange magic fluctuations around him.

"Are there any enemies nearby?" The little witch pulled out her wand and looked around cautiously.

"Very close." He walked towards the wizards, "Very close."

The nebulae in the distance have not disappeared, as if the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the snow-capped mountains are covered with a layer of star rain.

Sirius and Lupin's expressions instantly froze.

They and Hagrid quickly moved closer to protect the little wizards behind them.

"A Death Eater?" he said.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the forest.

Because on the other side is an endless plain, and there can be nothing hidden there.

"Maybe—" Owen said.

"The Bad Omen Legion can't appear suddenly. Someone must be behind it."

"Is it Voldemort? Is he nearby?" Harry said bluntly.

From Sirius, he already knew that Voldemort ordered the Death Eaters to go find the giants and form an alliance with them.

Now that this kind of change occurs, of course he will think of this name immediately.

"Okay Harry, don't say that name." Sirius still looked around cautiously and said seriously, "The mysterious man cast a spell on his name. He can sense the position of the person who pronounces his name. That’s why everyone calls him Mysterious Man.”

"Yes, Harry, don't be reckless, especially in the future, if we want to confront the mysterious man, we must be cautious." Professor Lupine also warned, they had learned a bloody lesson in this regard.

It's not easy to get a group of Gryffindors to obediently call Voldemort "You-Know-Who". They are reckless and conceited, especially in school, where they despise other students who dare not call Voldemort by his name.

Until they left Hogwarts.

Only after countless times that their friends were put in danger or even died because of pronouncing that name did they understand that that was not called bravery.

"What do we do now?" Sirius said again, "I can use the portkey to take them out of here."

If he was the only one present, he would definitely join the battlefield at all costs. Escape is not a quality that a Gryffindor possesses, and he must resist at least for a moment.

But now - there are three children!

Owen:? ? ?

"Don't—" Owen stopped him. He drank another spell, and then said, "You must not use the portkey now."

At first, Owen didn't notice any traces of wizards around him.

But now - "Whether it is a Portkey or Apparition, there will be a gap of more than two seconds when leaving the current space and entering the space pipe. During that time, we cannot cast spells, because that will force the Apparition." If the form stops, the enemy can seize the opportunity to attack us. This is all necessary knowledge for Aurors, you should all know it."

"Yeah! Professor Moody told us, and he also taught us how to counter disapparation-" Hermione nodded, and Harry and Ron looked at each other and nodded in the same way.

"Now, if those little ones are in the dark and we are in the light, and we use the portkey to leave rashly, they will definitely launch an attack. Even if my inference is just unfounded, we can't ignore this possibility. After all, no one wants to die." After all, , Owen showed a cruel smile, "At this stage, we can only help the giants hold the front. We who cannot apparate will definitely outrun those hundred-phase life forms. If we continue to confront each other in this empty space, we will only sit and watch the giants be destroyed. If you kill them, then we will be the unlucky ones next.”

"Besides - the number of the Evil Omen Legion cannot be infinite, and magic must also conserve energy."

"Except the Philosopher's Stone"

"Okay then." Sirius thought for a while, looking at the surrounding forest. Those places where sunlight could not be found seemed to him to be hiding evil.

In the distance, the nebula finally dissipated.

Bakar was also forced back amidst the countless earth-gray flaming goo thrown by the Baixiang creature.

That thing was really strange. It burned like a flame and fell to the ground in a sticky state, but it had a corrosive effect.

A large number of trees were eroded and lost part of them, and the wounds on the surface were still burning with flames.

"Organize a defense line!" Sirius frowned and said, "We are responsible for resisting those weird spells and letting the giants and monsters fight, Owen." He turned to look at Owen and warned: "You are responsible for watching these Little wizard, don't let those bastards in the shadows succeed. I know your methods, don't be careless."

After that, he, Professor Lupin and Hagrid.

Turn around and rush to the battlefield.

Hagrid walked the fastest, because in a certain tree house in the forest, his mother was still inside. She was already old and had no ability to move. If she was approached by those monsters, he could not think of any other possibility except death. .

"You don't have to tell me, I know." Owen grabbed Miss Granger's hand, and the strange magic around him was very close. Judging from the magic power, it should only be within 300 feet.

But 300 feet is an open space with an unobstructed view. There is no wizard.

unless

"You guys come closer." Owen said. The only good news he got now is that the target of this group of invisible wizards may be him. If this monster uses this weird ability to deal with Sirius and the others, it may be that the original Harry's loss of his godfather is about to happen in advance.

"Damn, they're so close, but I can't see them."

"Invisibility?" Hearing this, Harry among the others frowned. He was very experienced in this area. He waved his wand and threw out a Revealing Charm.

Golden light swept across the earth, like a radar sweep.

In the light and shadow, there was a creature wearing a strange cloak, outlined by the golden light, and then flashed past.

"Merlin's beard!" Ron also saw the figure, and he took the lead in attacking.

"All petrified!"

The gray curse streaked through the air and exploded where the figure appeared.

But - obviously, he missed.

"What kind of monster is this?" Harry yelled, because although the moment outlined by the light was very short and only looked at for a moment, it could be seen just from the shadow outlined in that moment that it was a kind of monster. A humanoid creature wearing some kind of skin.

"Storm of wind and rain!"

Owen raised his wand and cast a weather spell toward the sky.

There was almost no obstruction in the originally gloomy sky. All of a sudden, everything from stars and raindrops to pouring rain happened almost suddenly.

It rained heavily.

The raindrops soaked Owen's clothes.

Naturally, we can also outline those invisible monsters.

This is the least significant weakness of invisibility in the wizarding world.

Invisibility cannot disappear. As long as wizards know that there are invisible creatures nearby, they can always find a way to make them leave traces.

"There!" Hermione saw through a dazed figure in the rain at a glance.

The next second, her corruption spell was thrown out.

A sudden purple light appeared.

Then he hit the monster directly.

Then a shocking scene occurred.

The body of the monster hit by the curse - or rather its cloak - suddenly lit up with white light, and then even counteracted Hermione's magic.

"how come?"

On the other side, Owen raised his hand and cast the death curse.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The god of death is busy harvesting human heads, and he is especially busy today.

Only then——the God of Death actually missed it.

A ray of milky white light blocked the scythe of death, and Owen clearly saw that the killing curse killed something, like a ghost.

But the monster in the rain is still alive and kicking, and the villa is in full swing. In his hand was a purple dagger as thin as a cicada's wings.

Waiting for an opportunity to attack them.

"Be careful!" There was more than one monster around.

When everyone's attention was focused on the person in front of them, two more people rushed over from behind them.

"Iron armor protection!"

"Ultimate protection!"

At Owen's reminder, Hermione and he lit up the magic spell almost at the same time.

Invisible armor enveloped them.

And the next second, the monster's dagger arrived.

Then - then, Owen and Hermione watched helplessly as the dagger seemed to cut through the air, and their spells had no effect at all.

The attack was close at hand, and Owen subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The dagger was inserted into his arm smoothly.

Blood splattered.

In Hermione's shocked eyes, another attack had arrived, aiming directly at Owen's face.

"The boulder is coming!" Harry yelled, and the gravel under his feet rose into the air. At the critical moment, it directly hit the second monster that was about to kill Owen with a sword.

As for Owen, he grabbed the monster with his right hand that had penetrated his arm. He pinched its neck with his left hand, pounced hard, and pushed it to the ground.

He strangled the monster's neck tightly.

But his hands were getting weaker and weaker.

He could feel a curse invading his body from the wound on his right arm.

"Use this." A light voice sounded from behind him.

It's Hermione.

She didn't know when she had a sword in her hand.

It's Gryffindor's sword. She actually carries this treasure with her

There was no time to think about why Dumbledore would give this sword to Hermione. Owen took the sword and slashed it directly on the monster's neck.

One sword is not enough, you have to add another sword.

He raised the knife and struck it five or six more times. The monster's head and body were already separated, and he stopped.

"Huh--" Using the long sword as a crutch, Owen stood up in front of him, and then kicked the monster's head away.

I'm afraid that this guy's head and body will suddenly connect together and come back to life.

"Owen—" Hermione shouted heartbrokenly. She quickly stepped forward, pressing Owen's wound with one hand, and reaching into her pocket with the other like rummaging through a box, looking for something urgently.

"Don't panic, don't be anxious." Owen said weakly.

Then he struggled to pull out the dagger from his arm.

Blood spurted out, but he remained unmoved.

He covered the wound with his left hand and began to recite a spell.

The regressive principle of ancient magic began to analyze the curse that invaded his body.

Curses are also a type of magic.

It is magic power, which was born from ancient magic as the original magic power.

The principle of regression can cure all abnormal conditions, eliminate special effects, remove all mimicry, and reveal the true face.

No wonder Dean Brigid said bluntly that the fundamental principles of ancient magic - the principle of regression and the principle of causality - are one of the two most important magics.

It's something he must master.

Thanks also to Coatl, if she hadn't let herself sleep for three months - the time in the dream was actually longer, which gave Owen enough time to practice these two fundamentalist magics.

Otherwise, I must explain it here today.

On the other side, Harry was using transformation spells, summoning spells, flying spells, and levitating spells that could control specific substances to deal with the monster.

His combat awareness is already very good.

After seeing that magic in the form of energy does not work on these monsters.

He knew immediately that he had to use physical means to fight back.

Ron also found a way to counterattack after being confused at the beginning.

The two of them were like having a snowball fight in winter, controlling the surrounding gravel and attacking the surroundings indiscriminately.

This bought Irving time.

On the other side, Hermione finally found a fresh bottle of fresh potion in her pocket, and quickly opened the bottle filled with potions. She didn't know whether it was the rain falling into her eyes, or the tears flowing out, which blurred her vision for several times in a row. Hermione didn't aim at his wound every time, maybe because she couldn't bear to look at the hideous scratches, which made her heartache.

After pouring a third of the fresh food onto the ground, Hermione finally succeeded in pouring the rest onto Owen's right arm.

The potion takes effect quickly.

In a matter of seconds, the horrific wound on his arm disappeared.

And Owen finally completed the analysis of the curse, and the original magic swallowed him up in an instant.

"I just heard the echo of the methods of the outer gods."

Owen said with a frown. The wand returned to his right hand.

Just now, while analyzing the curse, some kind of tinnitus-like whisper began to appear in his ears. This was exactly the same as the symptoms he had after being infected with the magic power of the alien gods from Koatl.

"Use flames." He stood firm and said to the young wizards around him. "They should only be able to offset one or two spell attacks, but not the continuous burning."

Owen said, waving his wand.

Blue and white flames instantly pulled out from the tip of his crystal wand.

"Fire Shield!"

"boom!"

This war magic transformed from the Fire Curse is incredibly powerful.

Even under the violent storm, the flames were not affected at all and remained high.

Harry and Ron also understood and used their own fire magic.

As for Hermione.

In the angry complaint, the grapevine wand shot out a torrent.

"Soul Torrent!"

It is also a continuous magic.

This time, after hitting the monster, she did not lose power, but instead increased her magic output.

The monster's cloak lit up with a milky white light again, after suddenly lighting up seven times.

Finally, its cloak crumbled.

And the next second, Miss Granger's rage-filled torrent directly penetrated its body.

Together with the flesh, blood and bones, they were completely evaporated.