Under the faint light of his wand, Evan saw the corpse of a man.
His face had been swollen and deformed, and his mouth was wide open.
The tongue, which had deteriorated and rotted into dark brown, came out, long; and his skin was pale and cold.
Almost instantly, Evan remembered the Inferi he had seen in the cave before.
He hurried back, but his feet were entangled by something.
Evan struggled, his heart thumping hard, but he was dragged back again!&n...
2019-03-14 03:22:14 +0000 UTC
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"I'm coming back soon, and then, the never-ending nightmare will begin!"
The chilling voice of the evil spirit echoed in the Temple. "Tremble, young human wizard! Be ready to give in to death!"
"SHUT UP!" Evan shouted. His voice echoed back and forth in the silent tunnel.
The whisper of the evil spirit bored him. For a moment, he just stared at the dark cave under his feet, with Sirius in his mind.
He couldn't believe that Sirius had fallen down like this, p...
2019-03-12 05:18:39 +0000 UTC
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Hundreds of wizards were fighting in the narrow tunnel of the Centaurs ruins.
The curses and shouts were endless, and the space was filled with red, blue, and green curses.
Unlike the playful duels between the young wizards, these were real battles to the death.
A few people used the common dueling spells. Evan saw that more and more people were using Avada Kedavra or other sorts of forbidden curses, striving to kill their foes.
No one had any restraint. Eve...
2019-03-11 06:13:51 +0000 UTC
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To avoid trouble, Evan and Sirius decided to use their Animagus forms.
In the form of animals, they tried to stay away from the mad adventurers, follow the path they had in memory, from the remote passageway to the depths of the Temple.
This idea proved very efficient. In their Animagus form, Evan and Sirius were moving fast, and their smaller size made them less likely to be discovered by others.
Even if they were occasionally seen, no wizard would ever care abou...
2019-03-11 05:56:37 +0000 UTC
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On top of magic, the evil spirits coming to this world needed a lot of flesh and blood to build their new bodies.
In the illusion made by Gryffindor 800 years ago, Evan once saw the fallen Centaurs prepare an astonishing number of flesh and blood sacrifices to summon the evil god of terror.
In the Temple of the Moon, Evan entered a huge circular chamber filled with coagulated blood, which used to be filled with the corpses of various creatures.
Even the ceiling wa...
2019-03-11 05:05:45 +0000 UTC
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"Your most loyal servant?!" Caresius said disdainfully. "As reward for his loyalty, he can only get death."
"If that's the case, it would be his honor to die for the Dark Lord, an honor that many of my followers are eager to get." Voldemort said coldly, "On the British side, how are your people doing?"
"They’re ready; they are waiting for an opportunity. You can't expect a group of vampires to break into the home of a senior official of the Ministry of Magic in broa...
2019-03-09 22:21:45 +0000 UTC
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As Evan and Sirius entered the ruins of the Centaurs, a shimmering orange light flickered in the darkness in a hidden stone chamber in the deepest part of the temple.
"Last night, my people met Sirius Black in that bar, and there was a boy beside him, about twelve or thirteen years old!" A man said, with a deep, powerful voice, "That child has a strong sense of magic, beyond imagination..."
"It's really interesting!" another voice said.
This was also a man, but hi...
2019-03-08 15:25:46 +0000 UTC
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Evan was in cold sweat, and felt his blood freezing in his veins!
His heart was beating so violently. The Banshee heralded death, and its sudden appearance under his window meant that he...
He was distraught and took out his wand. Without waiting for him to cast a spell, the Banshee downstairs screamed and fled toward the woods at an amazing speed.
Soon, it disappeared into the thick fog.
Only her red, swollen, scary eyes remained in Evan’s mind for a long...
2019-03-06 10:50:37 +0000 UTC
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Evan looked at the huge statue of the evil spirit, and his almost fading memory came up with all kinds of emotions. He was in awe, and almost lost his senses.
The statue was calling him, summoning him to come to its side.
Eight hundred years ago, the fallen Centaurs took away a part of the Philosopher’s Stone.
The remaining magic in the broken Philosopher's Stone was not enough to bring this evil spirit back to the world. It needed this piece from Evan.
2019-03-05 06:05:01 +0000 UTC
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The feeling of familiarity was obvious, but Evan couldn’t remember where he had seen him.
The man's body was very strong, his face was full, and with his strange dress, Evan would never forget if he had seen him before.
It was certainly the first time he’d met him, but this feeling...
Then, he found that something was wrong. The magical fluctuations in the air were undergoing subtle changes. The man was using magic to spy on him and Sirius.
This was a ve...
2019-03-02 08:04:39 +0000 UTC
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Hello everyone, I hope you're all doing great!
I'll be releasing tonight's chapter in a few minutes. As for my plans for the month, you already know them! More bonus chapters, and more love for everyone.
So I'll just tell what I can never say enough times: Thank you for your support!
Rough days have passed, many of you know how this quarter is for creators. So, thank you Thank you for your support, for sticking with me, and for giving ...
2019-03-02 07:52:31 +0000 UTC
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He stared curiously at the swaying skeleton figure in the old wizard's hand for a moment, and felt a strange wave of magic from it.
This feeling was very similar to the snake bracelet in his arm. It was somewhat a similar kind of curse.
In general, this kind of witchcraft was considered to be one of the many branches of Dark Arts.
Evan saw the description of this witchcraft in the book. Unlike wizards who use wands, these wizards prefer to use other ...
2019-03-02 07:43:30 +0000 UTC
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As things stood, it was no surprise that the Centaur remains were the ultimate destination of Evan’s trip, and the Philosopher’s Stone was probably there.
Eight hundred years ago, the fallen Centaurs sailed across the sea with the broken Philosopher’s Stone and the statue of the evil god, eventually rebuilding a new colony in the forest of Greece on their own.
Their original purpose was unknown, and there had been no news of them since then.
Al...
2019-03-02 07:25:54 +0000 UTC
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In fact, such a change was really necessary.
The idea of restoring the Triwizard Tournament was also very good, helping to break the gap between schools and countries and to integrate the European wizarding world into a whole.
Unfortunately, no one thought that Voldemort would have a foot in this event.
He plotted a conspiracy to bring Harry out of Hogwarts and use his blood to regain his strength.
In the original book, the upcoming Triwizard T...
2019-03-02 06:49:55 +0000 UTC
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At noon, the sun shone through colorful mosaic glass, leaving mottled shadows on the ancient stone pillars and arches of Beauxbatons Academy of magic.
At the very edge of the light and shadow, a handsome boy sat at an exquisite long table.
He was sitting quietly in a black wizard's robe with an indescribable temperament.
The young man’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he concentrated on the parchment scroll in front of him.
He was about ...
2019-03-01 03:51:20 +0000 UTC
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“To learn more about alchemy later on, I suggest you go to Egypt." Flamel continued, "The wizards there collected a piece of stone called the Emerald tablet, which records the knowledge of alchemy collected by the ancient Egyptian pharaohs. It can help you to understand more this book.”
Indeed, all ancient Egyptian pharaohs were powerful ancient warlocks.
They were prominent in their lifetime, having absolute reign over ancient Egypt. With the help of sa...
2019-03-01 01:29:54 +0000 UTC
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Compared with the treasure keys left by Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw with no clues, Slytherin was troublesome here, but the clues were very obvious.
First of all, Slytherin had a special Vault numbered 1 under Gringotts, on the island surrounded by magma in the deepest part of the earth.
Under the goblins’ supervision, the Vault had not been opened for nearly a thousand years. The scepter must be hidden inside.
Secondly, Evan had previously obtained the namepl...
2019-03-01 01:10:21 +0000 UTC
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"More than 600 years ago, I returned from Egypt to Beauxbatons with this book and put it here!" Flamel explained, "The seeds of this tree were also brought in at that time. I did not notice that it was actually caught in the pages of the book. By the time it was discovered, it had already begun to germinate and grow. With a few hundred years of alchemy experiments, it absorbed the powerful magic overflowing from the Philosopher’s Stone and slowly grew up, gradually becoming what ...
2019-02-28 22:15:10 +0000 UTC
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Evan had seen a lot of Portkeys before, all of them more or less exuding magic.
That was the symbol of magic function, even the special Portkey to Azkaban Wizarding Prison, which was kept underground in the Ministry of Magic, was no exception.
But in front of him, nothing could be felt from the statue of Faust.
It was like all ordinary stone statues. There was no magic in it. Apart from its peculiar shape, nothing about it called for a second look.
"Don't be...
2019-02-28 21:02:47 +0000 UTC
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"Two years ago, when I was determined to destroy the Philosopher’s Stone, I was always looking for the right inheritor." Flamel’s voice came intermittently. "There were too few wizards to meet my requirements. I thought it would take a long time, even hundreds of years, so I prepared a lot of Elixir..."
At this point, Flamel stopped talking.
He leaned over and looked at Evan. In the dim candlelight around, his dark eyes were extraordinarily bright, and the deep wrin...
2019-02-26 22:54:15 +0000 UTC
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Needless to say, that stone must've been Flamel’s Philosopher’s Stone.
But Evan was now very interested in the huge old book he mentioned. A book left by the most powerful ancient warlock, prophet, sacrificing, master astrologer, and wise saint Abraham was something beyond imagination.
Evan had previously speculated about the source of Alchemy that Flamel had mastered.
But he never thought that the truth of the matter would be so legendary. At this very mome...
2019-02-26 08:30:47 +0000 UTC
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Evan didn't know what Flamel needed him for, nor did he know what he could rest assured of. If it was something difficult, perhaps Flamel would be better off relying on Dumbledore.
But looking at Flamel’s expression, it seemed that only Evan could accomplish it.
"It’s true that I am the only maker of the Philosopher’s Stone known to the wizarding world." Flamel said slowly, "But I am not its inventor; at best, I've made minor improvements to it. In fact, this ad...
2019-02-25 16:30:02 +0000 UTC
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Nicolas Flamel paused and carefully observed the expression on Evan’s face before gently saying, “I saw death in it!”
“Death?!” Evan was surprised.
"Yes!" Seeing the startled look on Evan’s face, Flamel could not help smiling. "This must be accurate, isn't it?! This stone basin made an effective divination and proved its accuracy. After talking to Albus two years ago, I've destroyed the Philosopher’s Stone, so that I can keep off people ulterio...
2019-02-23 17:35:26 +0000 UTC
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Evan stared at the smoke in front of him, slightly distracted.
In the rising smoke, Flamel’s words seemed to come from a very distant place.
In fact, he did not understand the specific operation principle of silverware.
‘Through the smoke, he could see a certain range of scenes...’
This was beyond his knowledge of magic, and required a mix of many spells.
Then he thought of the Marauder’s Map, being the thing closest to the alchemy ins...
2019-02-22 08:18:41 +0000 UTC
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"Good evening, Professor!" Evan leaped forward and his body changed rapidly in midair.
By the time he landed on his feet, he had returned to the human form from that of the black cat.
"Oh, a wonderful Animagus Transfiguration!" Nicolas Flamel looked at Evan and said admiringly, "That’s perfect. Because it is too esoteric and complex, a few wizards can master this magic. For centuries, you are the third wizard I've ever seen who can do this at this age. It's really a...
2019-02-19 16:08:58 +0000 UTC
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"So you’re here!" Gabrielle said with delight, leaning over and holding Evan up.
Evan was stiff and had a bitter smile in his mouth, letting Gabrielle embrace him.
Maybe he was too nervous. He dared not move.
"This is the black cat you told me about?!" Fleur came over and stared at him with suspicion for a long time, slowly saying, "I haven't seen this fellow on campus before. This cat..."
Under the gaze of Fleur’s blue eyes, Evan was afraid of b...
2019-02-19 15:43:02 +0000 UTC
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"Meow!" Evan cried again innocently.
He never asked for trouble, but trouble kept coming to his door.
Just like this evening, in his imagination, there should’ve been a tour around the campus of Beauxbatons, surrounded by beautiful girls accompanying him, not a fight in the Great Hall keeping him from going back to his room, and forcing him to hide anywhere in his Animagus form.
“I’m going to deal with this problem!" Sirius said with a bitter smile. "I...
2019-02-17 21:30:38 +0000 UTC
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There was chaos in the Great Hall. The ghosts screamed and fled, some students fell to the ground, some tried to stop the long table, and some attacked Evan.
Although there were a large number of Beauxbatons students attacking, they were unable to form effective attacks.
Now, Evan could see only a few dozen people at the front. They avoided the mad long table, waved their wands quickly and cast dozens of curses.
The spells, with their brilliant light, came on to E...
2019-02-16 09:29:58 +0000 UTC
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Hey guys, a little bit of love today, with two bonus chapters for all tiers!
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2019-02-14 17:10:12 +0000 UTC
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Evan held his wand and looked at the students around him. Everyone backed away unconsciously. There was no sound in the Great hall. Only the boy was crying out on the floor.
Everyone was amazed at what Evan had just done.
No one thought that this thin, twelve-year-old boy from Hogwarts would be so strong.
When a senior student told them that Evan might have used a Nonverbal Spell and they started getting an image on his true strength, the crowd was even more surpr...
2019-02-14 17:10:08 +0000 UTC
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