Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 169 The Battle for the Final Four (Continued)
"Huh, it's really dangerous, Senior Carol."

When he said this, Mike's tone in the first half of the sentence was still that kind of mocking tone, but when he said the last few words, Mike's tone had completely cooled down.

Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will lie. This famous saying that I don't know who said it is indeed correct.

Thinking of this, Mike waved the hand holding the wand at will and knocked away the magic spell that Carol did not give up. Immediately after that, Mike stopped talking nonsense with Carol and directly pointed the wand straight to the sky.

Mike is going to go all out. Anyway, there is a professor on the sidelines to protect him, so there is no need to worry about Carol's safety.No matter how bad it is, isn't there still Dumbledore at the scene?Killing Mike didn't believe that Dumbledore would sit back and watch Carol die in the game.

Endless flames gushed out from the tip of Mike's staff, and these flames shot into the air quickly gathered under Mike's control, and soon formed a huge fireball above Mike's head.

After the fireball was formed, Mike didn't stop casting spells. Instead, he increased the output of magic power, and more flames poured into the fireball above Mike's head.

However, the strange thing is that with the addition of more and more flames, the huge fireball did not continue to grow, but began to shrink. At the same time, as the fireball shrank and became smaller, the color of the flame became more and more deep.

"Not good! He plans to use the last one!"

Snape in the audience growled and drew out his wand. He had made up his mind to forcibly terminate the match.

That's right, what Mike used was the compressed fireball he had used in the battle with Cedric. Professor Flitwick had sternly warned him not to use this spell again, otherwise the magic might get out of control and cause the fireball to Mike exploded in his hand.

However, after going through the Ravenclaw trial, Mike's magic control has skyrocketed. At this moment, this kind of highly dangerous spell is nothing to Mike.

The magic power in Mike's body is rapidly consumed, ninety percent, eighty percent, seventy percent...

When the magic power in the body was only [-]%, Mike finally let out a breath and stopped the output of magic power.At this time, the fireball has shrunk to the size of a basketball, and it presents a strange color that is almost transparent.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The familiar heartbeat sounded from the fireball, and the fireball, exuding a sense of terror and oppression, fell off the tip of the wand with a bang, and flew towards Carol at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"It's over, Carole-senpai."

Staring blankly at the condensed fireball flying towards her, Carol's heart was icy cold.

Although the above description is very complicated, in fact, it is only a short second from Mike starting to cast a spell to the fireball flying out. In such a short period of time, Carol's current state can even cast a spell to harass Mike. If you can't reach it, let alone avoid it.

And hiding is useless, not to mention that Mike can use mental power to control the flight trajectory of the fireball. Even if Carol is not directly hit by the fireball, the explosion of the fireball will blow her into powder.

Looking at the dumbfounded Carol, Snape wanted to kill Carol.

"Still in a daze all the time, what a troll's mind!" Snape was thinking intensely inside, "Damn it, you can't use apparation within the range of Hogwarts, otherwise a single apparation can pull her out Already! Looks like I can only use that one, what an idiot!"

Thinking of this, Snape's figure quickly turned into a black mist, and flew towards Carol at high speed.

This is a spell invented by Voldemort, which allows wizards to turn into black mist and move. This method of movement is not only extremely fast, but also allows the caster to have the ability to fly.

But because Voldemort taught this curse as a reward to a large number of his men, the Death Eaters.So this spell has also become the symbol of the Death Eaters, once used, it shows that the caster was once a Death Eater.In the current situation where black wizards are screaming and beating, Snape will be cast aside for using this kind of spell.

But Snape believed that the life of the girl on the field was obviously more important than being discriminated against.

At the same time, Professor McGonagall was not idle.

Although she didn't rush to the arena like Snape did, she used Transfiguration to create several stone walls in front of Carol, trying to block Mike's attack.

However, Mike's attack is not so easy to block.

Almost the moment the stone wall appeared, Mike's fireball passed through the first stone wall.

That's right, it passed through, not exploded.

Mike's fireball didn't touch the stone wall at all, relying only on the heat of the fireball itself, it melted a big hole in the stone wall, and then the fireball flew through the hole without even stopping.

"Not good! It's too late!"

Snape, who was galloping towards Carol, yelled inwardly, and glanced unwillingly at Carol, who was still in a daze. After hesitating for a while, he changed direction and flew towards the sky.

He is just cold-hearted and warm-hearted, but he is not a brainless Madonna. Faced with such an irreparable situation, he does not intend to experience the feeling of being blown up to the sky.

Besides, this is Carol's own fault, isn't it?
The first wall, the second... until the fourth stone wall, the fireball finally exploded, and at this time, the fireball was only more than ten meters away from Carol.

A dazzling white light flashed from the field, so bright that it even eclipsed the stars in the sky, and the audience in the stands couldn't bear to cover their eyes with their hands.

A moment later, a loud bang came long after. Accompanied by the earth-shattering bang, countless gravels rose into the sky like a dust storm, and hit the protective shield at the top of the arena, making a tinkling sound.

The sound of violent explosions continued to dissipate, and the entire amphitheater was trembling violently. Scarlet flames bloomed in the billowing smoke, like the flowers of the other side that symbolized hell, with an indescribable beauty.

That's not the end yet, those Bianhua flowers made of flames may have spread rapidly because they were unwilling to bloom in the thick smoke. After a while, the entire playing field except Mike's open space became a sea of ​​flames.

Countless tongues of flames twisted crazily on the field, accompanied by the roaring sound of the flames burning the air, as if countless Balrogs were roaring in a hell made of flames.

The spectators in the stands were already speechless by the huge explosion, and some timid ones even hid under their seats. They obviously didn't have confidence in the protective shields in the arena.

"Merlin! This is too scary. Is he really only in the second grade?" After a while, a senior student who recovered from his senses exclaimed.

"God! Sister Carroll, she, could it be..., woo woo woo!" A Muggle-born girl said and broke down in tears.

Unlike the panicked spectators in the stands, Snape, who was still floating in mid-air with his lower body still in a state of black mist, stared at a corner in the sea of ​​flames expressionlessly, without the slightest anxiety like before.

(End of this chapter)