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Chapter 675: The Great Battle and the Collapsing Space
Chapter 675: The Great Battle and the Collapsing Space
After dealing with Mad-Eye Moody, Ivan walked forward and picked up the wand from the ground, then turned to face Barty Crouch Jr.
In the few minutes that followed, Barty Crouch Jr. had also found a way to counter the Unicorn Shadow.
After being stabbed in the arm, creating a bloody hole, he finally seized the opportunity when the Unicorn Shadow materialized and used powerful Dark Magic to shatter the stubborn Patronus into a cloud of light.
Both of them freed their hands almost simultaneously, and their eyes met.
Ivan looked just as he did when he entered, his aura even more formidable, with Dragon Scales creeping up his neck and covering a third of his face.
In stark contrast, Barty Crouch Jr. looked much worse off, his face sunken and gaunt, his long-unwashed clothes stained with blood.
"It seems your master doesn't trust you as much as you think", Ivan said with a cold laugh.
From Barty Crouch Jr.'s reaction to the Unicorn Shadow, Ivan could tell that he knew nothing about his bloodline magic.
Voldemort had not shared the details of their confrontation from a few years ago with this loyal servant.
"Oh, right, he wouldn't want to admit that he was chased away by a first-year Young Wizard", Ivan suddenly realized, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Barty Crouch Jr.'s face darkened immediately. He ignored Ivan's "nonsense", his expression bordering on madness as he muttered to himself.
"Stop struggling, no one can stop the Dark Lord's plan..."
"NO One!" Barty Crouch Jr. laughed maniacally, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Ivan as he waved his wand.
"Reducto ~ (Sectumsempra)!"
A strange spell beam shot through the air.
Ivan frowned, his wand flicking, causing a wooden chair to fly up and collide with the beam. The moment they touched, the chair exploded into pieces.
"Incendio ~ (Incendio!)" Ivan pointed his wand again, and the wooden fragments burst into flames, whizzing toward Barty Jr.
To Ivan's surprise, Barty Crouch Jr. did not dodge; he took the burning wood head-on.
The scorching fragments pierced his flesh, but Barty Jr. paid no heed, his laughter growing even more deranged.
"Come, Ivan Hals, die with me... Let our blood and fire consecrate the Dark Lord's rebirth!"
Barty Crouch Jr. shouted, raising his bloodstained left hand and using Dark Magic to sever two of his fingers.
The extreme pain and hatred were quickly transformed into power by the Dark Magic. Pointing his wand at Ivan and Mad-Eye Moody, he screamed in a frenzy.
"Confringo ~ (Exploding Spell)!"
Barty Jr. shrieked, a bright orange light appearing at the tip of his wand. A scorching fireball erupted, rapidly expanding in mid-air to about three meters in size, enveloping everything in a wave of intense heat.
"Madman!" Ivan's scalp tingled as he watched, cursing under his breath.
He could clearly see that Barty Crouch Jr. was using self-mutilation to amplify the power of his Dark Magic, but the space was only as large as a classroom. Using such a large-scale explosive spell here was tantamount to suicide!
But there was no time to think about that now. Ivan cast one protective spell after another at the fastest speed he had ever managed.
"Protegos~ (Protego)"
"Impedimento~ (Impediment Jinx)"
"Summoning Charm!" After casting several protective spells, Ivan waved his wand at the large bed, using it as the final line of defense.
Barty Crouch Jr.'s manic laughter echoed around the room, and the massive fireball had swollen to four meters in size. However, the power fueled by hatred and pain was beyond his control, and as expected, the fireball exploded mid-flight.
Scorching flames and a violent shockwave spread in all directions.
The protective spells Ivan had meticulously cast began to crack and shatter, and Barty Crouch Jr., as the caster, was instantly thrown back by the heat wave.
A deafening explosion followed, flooding the small space with blinding light and intense heat.
It took over half a minute for the explosion to subside.
The raging flames continued to devour everything flammable in the room, turning the wooden desk in front into a blackened charcoal.
Fortunately, the multiple layers of protection had significantly reduced the power of the explosive spell, and with the added protection of Dragon Scales, Ivan, hiding behind the bed, remained unharmed.
However, the rapidly rising temperature and the dwindling oxygen levels posed a significant challenge. Without the Bubble-Head Charm, he would have suffocated and passed out long ago.
"Damn, Professor Moody!"
Ivan's face suddenly changed as he remembered Mad-Eye Moody. Barty Crouch Jr.'s magic had been so overwhelming that he had focused solely on reinforcing his defenses, completely forgetting about Moody.
Ivan quickly turned to search for Moody and was surprised to see a Golden Barrier standing in the corner, with two figures vaguely visible inside.
The next moment, the golden barrier disintegrated, and Dumbledore, dressed in purple robes, appeared in front of Ivan.
Hermione stood beside him, holding her breath and her face flushed red.
Mad-Eye Moody was still lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Hermione? Professor Dumbledore?" Ivan looked at the two of them, his voice filled with surprise.
"You did very well, Hals..." Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and the flames around them drifted towards him, extinguishing under his Counter-Curse.
"Professors, if you were here, why didn't you stop Barty Jr. from casting the spell?" Ivan asked Dumbledore, his tone tinged with frustration.
"Please forgive an old wizard's slow reaction time, Hals. I only just arrived..." Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, his expression apologetic.
Ivan rolled his eyes; he didn't believe for a second that Dumbledore had just arrived. How coincidental would that be?
He even suspected that Dumbledore had been watching the entire time, observing the fight between him, Mad-Eye Moody, and Barty Jr. without intervening.
Thinking about this, Ivan felt a surge of anger, but before he could say anything, the space around them began to tremble. He looked around in panic and saw the wooden walls rapidly collapsing.
"The explosion must have damaged the magic that expanded this space. We need to leave here quickly", Dumbledore said gravely, his expression turning serious.
(End of Chapter)
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