Feeling the rapidly rising magic power in his body, Evan breathed a sigh of relief. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He had never been more powerful than he was now, the magic left behind by Voldemort had not been triggered, and Professor Trelawney's prophecy had not been fulfilled.

He wasn't chosen by Voldemort's magic, and his worries were all ......

Suddenly, a hint of black appeared from the golden lines that flashed on the Philosopher's Stone from time to time.

Before Evan could react, the black magic fluctuated more and more, and with the magic power transformed into a looming mist, it climbed up his arm.

These blacks were like a python, devouring the magic in Ai Wen's strength, and Ai Wen felt a pain in his heart that he had never felt before.

Under the persecution of the black ** force, in the blink of an eye, the magic power on his body began to become irritable, and the black magic left by Voldemort was far beyond his imagination.

He tried to control the magic to resist the black energy, but to no avail.

Under the impact of the magic of the riot, Evan fainted and fell straight from the sky.

After he fainted, the Philosopher's Stone suddenly glowed brightly, and the red flash became brighter and brighter, forcing all the remaining black qi to disperse, and chased after Even's arm.

Three different strands of magic wrestled within Aven, eventually calming down, leaving only a thin black streak that silently wrapped around his right wrist.

It looks like a thin black thread is tied, but if you look closely, you will see that it is a small snake that glows coldly, and it circles around it, and its mouth is open and bites its own tail.

As for the remaining black qi forced out by the Philosopher's Stone, it floated around Evan for a while, and then flew directly into the air, as if it was about to enter the stars.

The mist soon began to deform, eventually transforming into a black mark.

On the platform below, the crowd didn't know what was going on, only to see Evan suddenly fall from above, and Hermione screamed in fright.

Sirius ran ahead, and Harry and the others hurried after him.

"Look, what is that...... Ron said nervously, looking up at Aven, spotting the black pattern that had just appeared beside him.

Immediately after, everyone also noticed this eye-catching mark.

It was a gigantic skeleton, made up of countless turquoise star-like things, and a large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth like a tongue.

As they watched, the skeleton rose higher and higher, glowing brightly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

"Damn, it's the Dark Mark!" Sirius shouted, turning back to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, "stay here and don't move!"

He continued to move forward, waving his wand in his hand without stopping.

Bursts of red light erupted into the sky, spreading out like fireworks, and even if it was late at night, and there was such a big commotion, the side of the castle was enough to spot the anomaly.

Under the influence of Sirius's magic, Aven's body fell more and more slowly.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all secretly relieved to see Evan rescued, and they looked up again at the Dark Mark above like the two centaurs beside them.

It had now risen high, lighting up the night sky like a terrifying neon sign, spreading fear among the centaur tribe.

"The war is about to begin, and the centaurs can't escape......" The old voice of the centaur elder sounded slowly, he seemed to be trembling, and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper.

"What the hell is going on?" said Harry, surprised to see Hermione's pale face and terrified expression, wiping her red eyes from crying.

"It's the Dark Mark, Harry!" Hermione groaned, crying again, "Evan must have encountered something up there, it's the symbol of the Mystery!"

"You mean, Voldemort's ......"

Before he could finish his words, the dark markers in the sky suddenly began to change.

The big python inside the skull's mouth suddenly came out, as if attracted by some kind of attraction, like a shooting star, and rushed straight towards Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Get out of the way!" Sirius shouted, waving his right hand vigorously.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione scattered for dodge, but it was too late, and black mist whistled through their bodies, blowing their robes up.

On the skin, the black magic mark, which has shrunk countless times, is slowly taking shape......

In this black temple that was once filled with countless evil taboos, the Dark Lord's former magic has marked the chosen one, and he will return with unimaginable powers, and this time, death will no longer be the end.

No one noticed, panic was still spreading, everyone thought it was another black magic, but nothing happened.

The platform was a mess, far less joyful than when Evan had just passed the test and received the key to the Gryffindor Treasure, and everyone was staring at each other.

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In the spacious school hospital at Hogwarts, everyone gathered around Aven's bedside.

Dumbledore held up Aven's right arm, scrutinizing the dark green streaks of a small snake on it, with Snape, Sirius, and Professor McGonagall standing beside him.

"Severus, this is your area of expertise. Dumbledore said calmly, turning his head to look at a gloomy Snape, "You think this is ......"

"No doubt it's a curse left by that man!" replied Snape, a sneer on his lips, "It's magic I've never seen before, it's powerful, it's ingenious, and Mr. Mason isn't dead yet, it's far beyond my imagination." ”

Hearing his words, Hermione, who was waiting nervously, choked up, tears flowed uncontrollably again, and Harry hurriedly patted her shoulder and whispered comfort.

"Don't be sensational there!" Sirius said in a low voice, "I've just checked, and Aven's vital signs are stable and there are no problems. ”

"Blake, is that what you think?!" Snape turned his head to look at Sirius, his little eyes glinting with malice, "You think you know more, but you don't do anything about it, running back to Hogwarts from the centaurs with Mr. Mason's dying body......"

"Severus!" Dumbledore reminded.

Snape snorted coldly and did not continue to speak.

Sirius glared at him for a moment, then sat down in chagrin, looking at Evan in the hospital bed, who had not yet woken up, his face full of self-reproach.

"I can't believe the Dark Mark is back at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall clenched her neckline, her face pale, "Thankfully, not many people have seen it, otherwise what would the Daily Prophet say tomorrow morning!" )