Aven really didn't notice that Dalyan was waving at him, he was now concentrating on controlling the spell, and he didn't even notice that he was floating off the ground, he only felt that the wand in his hand was getting heavier and heavier.

Yes, the weight of the wand, which was originally light and fluttering, is gradually increasing.

Evan was on the verge of losing his wand, and all that had been added to it was the weight of mana.

As a type of energy, magic also has weight, and it is felt when it gathers to a certain extent.

Every time Evan waved his wand now, it was extremely difficult, as if he was stirring a pot of rice porridge that was gradually solidifying and sticky, and he had to keep pouring his magic into the wand to fight it, otherwise the wand might be crushed by the magic gathered from the outside.

That's not all, on the other hand, he has to keep repeating Dalyan's voice to keep the magic going.

Throughout the process, he relied more and more on his body's instincts, as his energy was all focused on spell control, and now, no matter what he heard, Evan instinctively recounted it, not noticing the anomaly in Dalyan's voice at all.

His current state is very strange, and under the influence of magic, he seems to be about to detach from reality and turn into magic itself.

What happens if a wizard is infused with a lot of magic?

Evan experienced it once during the Quidditch World Cup, when he overused the magic of the Gryffindor Philosopher's Stone, and the powerful and manic magic nearly tore his body apart, but in the end, with the help of the Book of Abraham, he absorbed the excess magic of the Philosopher's Stone and evolved some of it into his own power.

Now, he was faced with the same situation again, and the Book of Abraham did not react at all.

That's not all, Evan also has to use the power of the Philosopher's Stone to increase the infusion of magic power.

With his own strength, he was about to lose control of the magic that was gathering from all directions.

Once he loses control, the half-unleashed magic fails, and it falls short.

Without much thought, Evan waved his wand sideways, and the Slytherin locket on his body flew up, and the locket floated in front of him, the lid opened, and the Gryffindor Philosopher's Stone slowly floated out.

The orange-red light was embedded in the blue light, and infinite power poured out from the Philosopher's Stone.

Magic poured into Aven's body, and he frantically poured it into the wand in his hand.

With the influx of mana, the pain of the heart hit, and Evan felt that he was like a balloon being squeezed by the magic from the inside, and his veins all swelled, and inside it was not the color of blood, but magic, alternating between light blue and orange red.

Even faster than just now, his body was rapidly turning into magic, gradually merging with the magic around him.

Below the hall, Dalyan watched as Aven's body blurred at a speed visible to the naked eye, merging into the magic.

He stopped in horror and yelled at Aven, but the magic didn't stop.

In the blink of an eye, Aven's body completely vanished, leaving only a dark blue cloud near the dome.

The library was trembling slightly, and the magic of the castle was still converging there.

Even though the spell had stopped, the magic hadn't stopped.

Dalyan was worried and didn't know what to do, and there was no mention of anything like it in the records left by his ancestors.

At this moment, in the pain of drilling his heart, Ai Wen gritted his teeth and insisted!

He chanted incantations louder and louder, and every word was shouted.

Suddenly, Dalyan's voice disappeared!

The only sound of magic trembling was left in Aven's ears, and he didn't hear Dalyan reciting ancient magic texts.

"Damn, something still went wrong!"

Avan was shocked, he jerked his head up, and saw that the scene around him had changed drastically, the library had disappeared, and it was replaced by the scene outside the castle, and he was standing very high above the castle, with an unobstructed view of the scene in front of him.

Below the castle is a lively medieval town, lined with quaint buildings that look a little like Hogsmeade, but much more spectacular than Hogsmeade, the Ravenclaw family domain of a millennium ago.

The town was bustling with wizards and Muggles.

In addition, there are many warriors and knights in armor, all dressed in a medieval style.

These people did not notice that the crisis was approaching and remained as usual.

Aven's gaze continued, and at the edge of the town was an endless lake, the water as blue as a sapphire.

But in the depths of the lake, the green is unusually dazzling.

It was a sign of dark magic, a ritual that the Ravenclaws were opening the door to death, a sign that an evil god was coming.

Because of the building as a whole, Evan couldn't see the specifics of what was going on in front of Death's Gate.

He could only see the green magic glow getting brighter and brighter, and he stared at it for a moment before realizing that he was in a strange position, as if he was watching it all from the perspective of the Valkyrie statue above the castle.

Immediately afterward, Evan noticed that he was also in a strange state.

"What about Dalyan? what the hell is going on with this magic?" Evan wasn't sure if he had failed, he found himself unable to move, he was fixed here, he tried to look down, trying to see his body.

His body was gone, and the eye was filled with a magnificent statue of the Valkyrie, which seemed to be his current body.

Or more accurately, Evan is now attached to the statue of the Valkyrie, in a strange state.

All around him is magic!

The magic example shimmered with a pale blue glow, and countless magical powers converged to emit a blue glow.

The magic is attached to the Valkyrie statue, as if the entire statue is glowing.

This statue is also magical!

Soon, the residents of the town noticed the anomaly, and Evan saw many people stop and point fingers at him.

The soldiers were gathering rapidly, and several powerful wizards were flying towards the castle.

But they immediately stopped, and instead of paying attention to the image of the Valkyrie statue, they turned in horror to look at the lake's door of death, and when Aven's gaze was raised again, he saw a cloud of black mist floating up from the door of death in the center of the lake.

The black fog that obscured the sky flew towards the castle and the market town below at an astonishing speed.

He could see clearly at once that it was not a black mist, but countless black flies.

Only the most evil forbidden black magic can summon black flies from hell.

This means that the door of death has been opened, and the evil gods inside are about to descend!

Aven watched as the wizards, warriors, knights, and Muggles below touched the black fly, and in the blink of an eye, their lives were taken away, and there was not even a reference left, and their souls were dragged by the black fly, flying towards the door of death.

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