"Slow down and stop the shock!"

"Here comes the broom!"

"Hover quickly!"

"..."

As various magical lights flashed in the air, the fallen wizards were finally rescued and returned to the ground safely.

But in fact not everyone can be saved.

Those whose mental quality was not up to par, those who did not cast the spell in time, and those who even hit the raised decorations on the windows outside the building eventually fell to the ground, with blood splattering and twisting into strange shapes.

The cold wind howled.

Time has arrived at night unknowingly. There are not many people in the building of the Ministry of Magic, which is in a lax and lax mood. As the whole building roars and shakes violently, all the wizards, goblin servants, and house elves inside

They all ran out of the building.

Everyone looked up at the huge fire flames burning in the sky, and quickly cast defensive spells and counter-fire spells again in an attempt to control the fire.

You know, the British Ministry of Magic is built underground in an alley next to Downing Street. As long as the fire spreads, it will not only cause big news in the Muggle world, but also burn the Muggle Prime Minister or the Queen to death.

If you think about this kind of thing, the consequences will be serious.

The nearby wizards who saw the situation also rushed towards here, raised their wands and released the magic spells, which were integrated into a huge light screen protection spell, turning into a light screen to wrap the bottom of the building.

In fact, the fire that is burning more and more intensely on the roof of the Ministry of Magic building is like a towering torch. Almost all wizards in the city of London can see the scene of the wanton spewing of magic power just by looking up.

.

"Calm down! Lupin!"

Among the crowd, Lupine cast a flying spell from the office in the building to summon a broomstick. He quickly turned over and sat on it, and was about to fly towards the top of the building. Arthur caught him.

"Anton!"

Lupine shouted to Arthur anxiously, "Did you hear it? In the flames, Anton was screaming in pain!"

"Let go, don't tell me this is an auditory hallucination!"

This is of course not an auditory hallucination. A powerful wizard cast the "Water Curtain Projection Spell", and a 5-meter-high water curtain rose in the square next to the building. The situation on the roof of the building can be clearly seen from inside.

The Dark Lord flew out of thin air in the sky, staring at the flames with a gloomy expression.

In the raging fire, a figure twisted by the fire was wailing sadly, but miraculously it was not burned to death.

As expected, this kid has researched something along the lines of bloodline bodies. He really deserves to be his student.

"Ahhhh..."

"pain!"

"it hurts!"

Anton roared and tried to release the spell, but he only felt that the strong heat of the fire was affecting his magic power, making it difficult to release the spell that was usually easy.

Li Huo, a powerful black magic flame, would burn almost anything it touched. The flames dancing with the strong wind constantly mimicked the shapes of various monsters and launched attacks on Anton.

Bang ~

Bang bang bang~

Anton seemed to be able to hear his heart beating rapidly. This was a sign that the source of magic power from his soul and blood was suffering from terrible stimulation and desperately inciting magic power.

Dark red tattoos slowly emerged on his skin. The magic he learned from the witch tribe seemed to be being crazily suppressed by Li Huo because he was also leveraging the power of fire.

But it was this curse that allowed Anton to survive the severe fire.

At this moment, Anton was infinitely grateful that he had resurrected his previous body and had learned this magic by coincidence, otherwise he would have been absolutely in danger just now.

It's simply terrifying. Li Huo's counter-spell Anton will never cast it wrongly, but it has no effect.

Moreover, even the 'Little Circle Dance Phantom Shuttle' was suppressed.

Obviously, this is not just a powerful fire, but a compound high-end magic spell similar to Grindelwald's gas stove.

Lao Fu's black magic is really powerful

Said Anton, who was in pain and didn’t know why he laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward with laughter, "It’s exciting! It’s so exciting!"

He looked up at Voldemort, who was flying outside the building and looked at him coldly, and chuckled, "Haha, my professor, you said that you have to be elegant and relaxed when casting magic, right?"

"But..."

"I think elegance is a bit lacking."

"I seem to prefer a little wildness!"

"Yes, it should be a little wilder. I don't know why I suddenly felt that this is more suitable for me. Maybe it's because I have a mind that pursues excitement too much, or maybe it's because I lived too repressed in the past life.

.”

"Perhaps this is the reason why my innate talent for the Levitation Curse has been stagnant?"

He spread his legs, leaned back, and stretched his hands vigorously. He felt that he had figured out too many magical principles in this extreme environment.

Maybe these should have been thought of before. After the two souls are completely fused, and after the original intention of magic is completely found, you will naturally know it.

Suddenly, the slowly twisting dark red tattoo on the skin suddenly lit up, glowing with a magma-like color, spreading rapidly, and finally connected into one piece on the body.

"Be elegant, be relaxed, haha, be wild..."

"Sometimes animality is not a bad thing. This is the charm of Animagus. Sometimes people have to live a little more like beasts, quack quack..."

He was mumbling nonsense, long white hairs quickly grew out of his skin, and his body expanded rapidly.

He suddenly became the big white bear of the witch tribe, or in other words, it was a reverse deduction of the magic that Anton learned from the magical animal "Flame White Bear" along the witch tribe. From the magic spell deduction to the magical animal talent magic he learned, he deduced it again.

to the forms of magical animals.

This is different from the big white bear of the witch tribe. After all, the size of the magical animal like the flame white bear...

The wizards under the Ministry of Magic building were holding their wands tightly, releasing spells and guarding magic, and were struggling to resist the fierce fire. Suddenly they looked at the water curtain in horror, and then suddenly looked up to the sky.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Through the blue protective magic light curtain, you can vaguely see a huge white bear entrenched on the roof of the building.

Yes, entrenched.

The extremely huge white bear stood on the roof of the building, looking like a naughty child standing on a pillar.

"Ho~~~~"

The white bear roared, and its thick arms slammed the ground in the flames.

Rumble~

The sound of rolling thunder came, and the top of the Ministry of Magic building seemed to be on fire. Several floors turned red, glowing with the color of magma, and became distorted.

The white bear roared again, waving its arms fiercely in the fierce fire, and a terrible jet of lava spurted towards Voldemort.

The speed was so fast that it enveloped Voldemort in all directions almost instantly.

Voldemort suddenly disappeared and appeared in another place with a chuckle, "I have long felt the aura of the "Fire White Bear" from that big white bear with antlers of yours. I thought I was mistaken, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The one is "Fire White Bear".

"Let me guess, you can do this, in addition to the research on Animagus, you also have the magic principle of the "Scarecrow Spirit" that I taught you to transform dark magical creatures, right?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, too many of your spells have my shadow..."

"Use the magic spell I taught you and turn it against me. Anton, you are really my good apprentice."

Anton didn't say anything. He finally felt how great it was to have the innate magic of controlling plants at will that classmate Hannah said, and streams of magma spurted towards Voldemort's figure.

Although Voldemort appeared to be evading easily, he was only evading.

Flying in the sky, the position of the figure changes, exhausted.

"Professor~" Flame White

The bear controlled the magma that was spraying everywhere in the sky to form more encirclement circles. It laughed wildly and danced its huge white velvet bear paws crazily. "Did you know that you are looking particularly embarrassed when you are trying to avoid it now?"

!」

"Professor, I have no interest in listening to you talk about this anymore. I want you to die!"

boom!

He punched the top of the Ministry of Magic building that had turned into magma. The giant bear's paw was like hitting pool water, and all the magma spattered around wildly.

At this time, Voldemort had nowhere to hide.

He suddenly disappeared again. A flash of flame appeared in the sky further away, staring coldly at Anton. The wizard's robe looked a little messy.

"If my strength hadn't been fully restored, the fierce fire just now should have burned you to death. My student, do you really think you have learned all my magic knowledge?"

Lao Fu raised his wand gracefully, "Levitation spell, right? It's ridiculous to be so obsessed with such a low-end spell. But look, let me, the professor, teach you a lesson and tell you

What is the floating spell!"

A quick flick of the wand.

Bang~
To be continued...