Admittedly, Aven's previous plan wasn't that complicated.

Since the Dark Witch is leading many wizards in the area, looking for a spell to open the door to death, Evan plans to sneak in, use Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as a Dark Wizard of Raven's Claw, find Harry, and take him away. If you can, destroy the Black Witch guy and destroy those ancient ruins.

When it comes to using magic to create huge explosions, Evan is still very confident.

Instead of paying the fingers or arms for Wormtail, there are other ways for Evan to do the same.

He'd done a lot of the same before, and a few years ago, in the Italian Giant's Territory, that's how he defeated the wizard of Ravenclaw.

But the situation in front of him is a little different from what Evan expected, the dark forces in this land are too powerful.

The terrible curse or other dark magic has left an indelible mark here, and even after thousands of years, it is still shrouded in death.

The further he went, the more clearly the ominous aura could be felt.

After walking in the wilderness for so long, let alone the dark wizard of Ravenclaw, he didn't even see a trace of life.

The dark wizards that Evan had seen in Bellatrix's memories had all vanished.

The darkness enveloped everything, obscuring the light, and he couldn't even determine if he was moving forward or going in circles in place.

It seems that there are terrible monsters that will rush out of the darkness at any moment to pounce on Aven, and the darkness itself wants to devour Aven. The smell of decay and death grew heavier, and Evan even felt a thick smell of blood in his mouth, the smell of the things he had just inhaled.

He didn't know what it was, but these things wanted to kill him.

Now, he could even feel his life dissipating.

This may be a delusion, but it is not a good omen. Compared to these illusions, Evan could clearly feel that the strange aura in the air was suppressing his magical power, and he had only experienced the same situation several times before, and each time it represented an unpleasant memory.

It only meant one thing, the last thing Evan wanted......

The owner of the powerful power in this land is the kind of powerful existence that surpasses Aven in all aspects.

"Damn, it's the magic of the last era again, and if you don't get it right, you're going to get in trouble. Evan said with a headache.

He had thought that such a thing no longer existed in England itself, only in 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, can still influence the magic power left behind to affect the present.

However, it was a slight difference from the past, and Evan also felt a strange power calling him.

It was a different kind of power that was independent of the forces of evil, and it was very peculiar.

Just as old, but not so evil, at least it didn't want to kill Aven.

As he got closer to the core, Evan finally realized that the force was not calling him, but something in him.

Soon, he was sure that it was the Ravenclaw crown!

When Evan took out the Ravenclaw tiara, the gem on it was glowing faintly, something that had never been seen before.

Although Evan had received the full Crown of Wisdom from Lady Ravenclaw a long time ago, he had never used it.

After all, to gain absolute wisdom comes at a price.

Lady Ravenclaw's counsel still rings in her ears, the power of the crown is not merely a gift, nor is it merely an honor, it is a cursed power that only the true wise know how to use, but it is of no use to the truly wise.

Ingenuity is the greatest treasure of mankind, and few people truly understand the meaning of this phrase.

The brilliant gem sparkled, and the darkness around it surged with it.

Because of the appearance of the Ravenclaw crown, the balance between the dark cursed power and the strange power of this land has been broken!

Evan felt the change, he gasped, hesitated for a moment, and put the crown on.

In the next second, sky blue streaked through the endless darkness, bringing that color to this place of death that had been waiting for a thousand years.

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At the same time, Harry was gasping violently, and he felt as if he was about to run out of breath.

The raven that had flown in had vanished, and Harry wasn't sure it wasn't his delusion.

As his scars began to hurt again, visions appeared in front of his eyes again, and he returned to his cage on top of the tower.

Voldemort stopped tormenting, and all that remained in the cage was the sound of the scrawny old wizard's breathing.

But the Piercing didn't break him, and he looked up at Voldemort calmly.

"You don't understand anything, Voldemort, you thought you gained power, but went and lost something crucial. ”

"I don't need those weak things, I'm stronger than you, stronger than Dumbledore, stronger than any wizard, that's enough. Voldemort said coldly, "Dumbledore is dead, and you are going to see him soon, and I am alive and about to change the world." As long as I live with that power, the world will tremble at my feet, the existing order will collapse in my fury, all living beings will be destroyed, and in my shadow all things will be reduced to ashes, and I will become immortal. ”

"Hahaha......" The old wizard opened his mouth to laugh, his mouth full of teeth.

Anger boiled inside Voldemort, Harry's scar felt pain like never before, and he knew that Voldemort had endured it to the limit.

"Kill me, Voldemort!" the old man scoffed, and he demanded, "you won't win, you won't win! You won't get any information from me, that magic, that place, that wand, and this world will never, and never will, be your ......"

Voldemort looked at him coldly, and he raised his wand again.

Once again, green light filled the cell, and the old man's weakened body was thrown into the air from the hard bed, and then fell lifeless.

Voldemort returned to the window, his anger almost uncontrollable......

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Evan put on the crown, and the next second, the scene in front of his eyes completely changed.

The icy temperature flowed through the crown and into Aven's head.

A strange force surrounded him, and all feelings were moving away from Aven, and he gained absolute wisdom, cold wisdom, wisdom without feelings.

At this moment, it seems that he is no longer Evan Mason.