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Chapter 745: Magic... Magic!
Chapter 745: Magic... Magic!
Taking a solid punch, Evers was sent flying like he had been hit by a moving train, crashing into the wall behind him and struggling to get back up for a long time.
Meanwhile, the web of Spell Beams, having lost its target due to Ivan's Portkey, struck various corners of the room, causing considerable chaos.
After dispatching Evers with a single punch, Ivan's expression did not relax in the slightest. He took advantage of the confusion to uninterruptedly cast his next spell.
"Expecto Patronum~ (Expecto Patronum)"
As the spell was uttered, a large amount of white mist began to drift from the tip of his wand, gradually enveloping the enclosed Training Room.
This magic-infused mist was a product of Ivan's several days of research, drawing inspiration from Voldemort's Bloodline Magic.
The only downside was that his white mist did not possess the mind-altering or life force-draining effects of Dark Fog. Its primary function was to obscure vision and weaken perception.
However, these two effects alone were enough to give Ivan an unbeatable advantage in group battles, as he, being a Caster, was completely unaffected by the mist and could see everyone's positions.
The once unified battlefield was quickly divided by the white mist. Ivan moved like an assassin through the dense fog, seeking out lone Wizards and eliminating them one by one.
After a brief period of chaos, the remaining Wizards quickly reacted.
They gathered in groups, working together to create swirling winds that gradually thinned out the mist in the Training Room.
"There he is, at one o'clock!" One of the Wizards, with keen eyes, noticed Ivan through the thinning mist and shouted out.
Several nearby Wizards immediately launched a counterattack, sending multiple Spell Beams flying.
Unfortunately for them, Ivan, with his constant use of Legilimency, knew their every move. He easily dodged their attacks, casting several spells that sent one Wizard flying, then charged into the crowd in his Dragon Transformation. Like a tiger among sheep, he quickly dispatched two Wizards who were standing at the front with just a few punches and kicks.
The Training Room echoed with screams and cries of pain.
Since these sparring partners were all notorious Dark Wizards, Ivan had no qualms about using his full strength, employing various Bloodline Magics to their utmost.
The entire battle lasted about half an hour. By the time the white mist had dissipated, the fifteen Wizards were all lying on the ground.
Four had light injuries, seven were severely injured, one had been petrified into a statue, and three needed immediate medical attention.
Ivan surveyed the scene, confirming his victory. He then drew his wand and used some basic healing spells on the three Wizards who needed immediate attention to prevent them from bleeding to death.
While treating them, Ivan also used a Memory Charm to erase their memories.
As a cautious person, Ivan was highly concerned about the potential leak of personal information.
His Bloodline Magics were quite unique, such as Serpent's Eye. If the opponent was unaware, they would be hit 100% of the time, but if they were prepared, they could easily find a way to counter it.
During their last encounter, Voldemort had avoided eye contact with him throughout the battle, making it impossible for Ivan to use his magic eye.
Therefore, after every practice session, Ivan would always use a Memory Charm to erase the memories of these Wizards, preventing any critical information from leaking.
However, this practice also had its drawbacks. While his own skills had gradually improved over the days, the sparring Wizards had made no progress at all.
"Never mind, I'll increase the number to twenty next time..." Ivan muttered to himself.
Since the quality is lacking, I can only make up for it with quantity.
He urgently needed enough pressure to push himself to his limits...
Of course, this wasn't to say that these Dark Wizards had low magical abilities.
The Wizards he had imprisoned were either killers or frequent con artists. The fact that they hadn't been killed yet indicated that they possessed significant survival and combat skills.
However, the key issue was that these individuals usually fought alone, lacking the teamwork and coordination that would make them a formidable force. They often ended up hurting each other, which greatly reduced their overall combat effectiveness.
If these people could truly unite and fight together, Ivan believed that even if he could defeat them, it would come at a cost, and he would certainly be injured.
After all, this would be a direct confrontation, not an ambush. A few years ago, he had managed to eliminate the Dark Wizards who attacked the Magic Shop only because he had borrowed Harry's Invisibility Cloak and set up numerous traps in advance.
Now, he could confidently defeat them in a straightforward battle!
This was the result of two years of fusing bloodlines and rigorous training...
However, compared to Voldemort, his strength still fell short. According to Dawgert’s description, Voldemort had managed to turn the tables and kill his attackers even when surrounded by fifty Wizards.
The battle a few days ago had left a deep impression on Ivan. Even with his final Ace in the Hole, he couldn't completely finish off his opponent.
If he were suddenly faced with an attack by fifty well-trained Wizards, could he win?
At the thought, Ivan felt his scalp tingle. He doubted he could even escape unscathed!
"It seems the gap is still quite large..." Ivan sighed helplessly.
In fact, when his magic was abundant, the number of ordinary Wizards didn't pose a threat. However, his Bloodline Magic was extremely draining, and he couldn't maintain it for long.
The most obvious example was the recent battle. Despite appearing to fight effortlessly, maintaining the white mist and Dragon Transformation had consumed a significant amount of magic.
Adding to that, he had frequently used the Boggart Transformation and instantly defeated a Werewolf Wizard with his Magic Eye, leaving him with only one-fifth of his magic remaining.
"Magic, oh magic!"
Ivan was deeply troubled. Ever since he mastered his first Bloodline Magic, magic had been the greatest constraint on his power.
Although his total magic was already twice that of an average adult Wizard, and at fifteen, he was in a period of rapid magical growth, with the System Bar showing an increase in his Magic Gauge every few days.
At this rate, even without fusing with new bloodlines, by the time his magic growth stopped at thirty, he would have ten times the magic of a normal Wizard, more than enough to use freely.
However, Voldemort wasn't a fool. He wouldn't be completely intimidated, and after Dumbledore's death, he would surely find ways to test Ivan.
If Voldemort discovered that Ivan's strength wasn't as great as it initially appeared, the war would resume.
Time was running out...
(End of Chapter)
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