It must be admitted that Ivan's previous plan was not that complicated.
Since the black witch leads many wizards to move in this area, looking for the spell to open the door of death, Ivan intends to take the opportunity to sneak in, use compound potion to disguise himself as a black wizard from Raven's Claw, find Harry and put him take away. If possible, by the way, destroy the Black Witch's guy and destroy those ancient ruins.
In terms of using magic to create a huge explosion, Ivan is still very confident.
There is no need to pay fingers or arms like Wormtail, Aiwen has other ways to do the same thing.
He has done many similar actions before. A few years ago, in the territory of the Italian giants, he defeated the wizard of Raven's Claw in this way.
But the situation in front of him is a bit different from what Ivan expected. The dark forces in this land are too powerful.
The terrible curse or other black magic left indelible traces here, even after thousands of years, the place is still shrouded in death.
The further forward, the more clearly Ivan could feel the ominous atmosphere.
After walking in the wilderness for so long, not to mention the black wizard of Raven's Claw, he didn't even see a trace of life.
All the dark wizards Ivan saw in Bellatrix's memory disappeared.
Darkness enveloped everything, covering up the light, and he couldn't even be sure whether he was moving forward or circling in place.
It seems that there are terrible monsters that will rush out of the darkness to Aiwen at any time, and the darkness itself really wants to devour Aiwen. The smell of decay and death was getting heavier, and Ivan even felt a strong smell of blood in his mouth, which was the smell of the things he just inhaled.
He didn't know what, but these things wanted to kill him.
Now, he could even feel his own life dissipating.
This may be an illusion, but it does not bode well. Compared with these illusions, Ivan can clearly feel that the strong and strange atmosphere in the air is suppressing his magical power. He has only experienced the same situation a few times before, and each time represents an unpleasant memory.
This can only mean one thing, the last thing Aiwen wants to encounter
The owner of the powerful force on this land is the kind of powerful existence of Aiwen who surpasses in an all-round way.
"Damn it, it's the magic of the last era again, maybe some troublesome guy will appear." Ivan said with a headache.
He originally thought that this kind of thing no longer existed in Britain, but only existed in places like Greece and Egypt, where ancient ruins were everywhere. Those powerful ancient warlocks, magical creatures or ancient gods, even if they existed thousands of years ago, the magical power left behind can still affect the present.
However, a little different from before, Aiwen still felt a strange force calling him.
That is another kind of power independent of the evil power, which is very strange.
Same old, but not so evil, at least it doesn't want to kill Aven.
As he got closer to the core area, Aiwen finally realized that the power was not calling him, but something in him.
Soon, he determined that it was Ravenclaw's crown!
When Aiwen took out Ravenclaw's crown, the gems on it were emitting a faint brilliance, which had never been seen before.
Although Ivan got the complete Crown of Wisdom from Ms. Ravenclaw a long time ago, he never used it.
After all, if you want to obtain absolute wisdom, you have to pay a corresponding price.
Ms. Ravenclaw's advice is still ringing in my ears. The power in the crown is not just a gift, nor is it just an honor. It is a cursed power, and only the truly wise know how to use it , but it is of no use to a truly wise man.
Wisdom is the greatest wealth of human beings, and few people really understand the meaning of this sentence.
The brilliant gems shone with brilliance, and the darkness around them surged with them.
Because of the appearance of Ravenclaw's crown, the balance of the dark cursed power and the strange power in this land has been broken!
Aiwen felt the change, he gasped, hesitated for a moment, and put the crown on.
In the next second, the sky blue streaked across the endless darkness, bringing the color that has been waiting for thousands of years to this land of death
At the same time, Harry was also panting heavily, and he felt as if he was going to lose his breath.
The raven that flew over just now had disappeared, and Harry wasn't sure if it wasn't his illusion.
Because his scars began to hurt again, visions appeared in front of his eyes again, and he returned to the cage above the tower again.
Voldemort stopped tormenting, and the only sound left in the cage was the breathing of the scrawny old wizard.
But Cruciatus didn't break him, and he looked up at Voldemort calmly.
"You don't understand anything, Voldemort. You thought you gained power, but you lost something vital."
"I don't need those weak things. I'm stronger than you, stronger than Dumbledore, and stronger than any wizard. That's enough." Voldemort said coldly, "Dumbledore is dead, you immediately To see him too, while I am still alive and about to change the world. As long as I live with that power, the world will tremble under my feet, the existing order will collapse in my anger, and all living things will be destroyed. In my shadow all things are reduced to ashes, and I shall be immortal."
"Hahaha" the old wizard laughed out loud, his mouth full of teeth.
Anger boiled in Voldemort's body, and Harry's scar felt unprecedented pain. He knew that Voldemort had reached the limit.
"Kill me, Voldemort!" demanded the old man, having laughed enough, "You won't win, you can't win! You won't get any information from me, that magic, that place, that wand , and the world will never, ever be yours"
Voldemort looked at each other coldly, and he raised his wand again.
Once again, green light filled the cell, and the old man's frail body was thrown into the air from the hard plank bed, and then fell, lifeless.
Voldemort returned to the window, his anger almost uncontrollable...
Ivan put on the crown, and the scene in front of him completely changed in the next second.
The icy temperature flowed from the crown and entered Aiwen's head.
A strange force surrounds him, and all emotions are away from Aiwen. He has obtained absolute wisdom, cold wisdom, and wisdom without emotion.
At this moment, it seemed that he was no longer Alvin Mason.