In the eerie silence, Aven's gaze fell on the power stone in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It floated silently in midair, the black energy liquid swaying slightly, and Even could feel the power that belonged to the cyclops inside, a powerful force that fused the life force of the cyclops with the power of primordial thunder.

Although it is not a lot, it is enough to make people's hearts frightened, and the power stones that accumulate these powers are probably not much different from the magic stones.

Of course, it doesn't last as long as the Philosopher's Stone, and it will produce a steady stream of magical power.

When the power inside is depleted, the power stone will turn into an ordinary round crystal, which has no value.

But as a one-time magic item, this power stone is too extravagant.

Evan couldn't think of any magic that needed such power, and he didn't know what the Calamity was going to summon with it.

According to his own estimates, as long as he gathered enough seven power stones full of power, it was not impossible to summon the evil god to descend into this world, not to mention, the Calamity Messenger also had a large number of citrine with magical power in his hands as a support.

He waved his wand slightly, and the floating power stone quickly flew towards him and landed in Aven's hand.

There was a warm sensation from the black liquid at the bottom, as if there was a flame burning inside the stone.

Evan put away the power stones, the powers that Ravenclaw's Dark Wizard had extracted from the Cyclops using an evil dark magic ritual, but perhaps had other unexpected uses.

For example, to put an end to the Giant Tribe, which is mired in chaos, Evan remembers the plan he was forced to abandon before: to assist a giant to become Gugo, reunite the Giant Tribe, and become their most loyal and staunch ally.

At that time, the giants will not submit to Voldemort and join the war, and can even help the Order of the Phoenix fight the Death Eaters.

The idea is good, but it is very difficult to implement.

The crux of the plan was to find a giant who was on good enough terms with Evan and the others to be powerful enough to convince the other giants and not be easily assassinated, and even to defeat the Death Eaters.

It's almost impossible, but with this gem, things are much easier.

The giants are the offspring of the Cyclops, or rather the weaker version, and their power is homogeneous and homologous.

Ai Wen couldn't help but think that as long as he poured these powers from the power stone into a certain giant's body, he could instantly create a powerful warrior with the aura of a cyclops, and his physical strength would be greatly enhanced, and he could even use lightning magic.

Hagrid's younger brother Glopp is a good choice, he is definitely one of his own.

"Aven, be careful, I feel something isn't quite right," Sirius snapped as he reminded, looking worriedly at the dark wizard outside the door, "Those guys out there seem to be some kind of evil spells they are planning to use, dark magic that I don't understand. ”

Aven turned his gaze to the huge stone door and saw the group of dark wizards turn their heads and frantically catch house-elves.

They gathered the elves together, brandished their wands, and killed them with a killing curse......

The miserable howls and cries for help of the house-elves came in, and none of them dared to flee under the orders of their masters.

At this moment, Evan misses Hermione's house-elf promotion guild immensely, and hopes that her ideas will be implemented.

He didn't want to get a salary, a vacation, or any other entitlement for the elves, but at least they could resist before the so-called masters were actually demons, and they wouldn't be slaughtered willingly.

The best defense is to attack, not to turn and run away.

There are hundreds of house-elves out there, and they possess strong magical powers, and if they stand up and resist, the remnants of the dark wizards of Raven's Claw are no match for them at all.

But now, Evan saw nothing but bloody slaughter and feeble pleas.

At this moment, he deeply realized that the servility in the blood of the house-elves was the sorrow of their race......

The power of enslavement is deeply embedded in this subordinate race attached to wizards, and pure-blood wizards who believe that house-elves are inherently slaves should come and see this picture.

While feeling sad for the house-elves, Evan couldn't help but be vigilant.

As Sirius said, this is a disturbing form of dark magic, and the dark wizard of Ravenclaw's intention is to use some kind of occult art.

An eerie atmosphere filled the air, and Evan couldn't imagine what these crazy guys were going to do.

"Whatever they plan to prepare, it's certainly not a good thing. We'd better hurry, Aven, and stick the scabbard into the cyclops' eyes!" Sirius said hurriedly, "destroy this body, and then, let's get out of here." ”

Without his urging, Evan had already apparitioned into the head of the cyclops below.

Just on the platform, he had seen the cyclops in its entirety.

Its terrifying head, exposed outside the lava, was lying on its back, leaning against the wall behind it.

It was a nightmarish face, a fanged mouth that took up almost half of the face, like a blood-colored abyss, and the other half above the face was occupied by a large one-eyed eye, the eyelids closed and the pupils could not be seen.

At this moment, Evan was standing on top of the huge one-eyed, eyelids like a layer of hard rock.

A white energy shield naturally appeared around Aven's body, completely constructed from Aven's magic, and the magic in his body resisted the oppression of the powerful momentum emanating from the one-eyed hot body.

He took a deep breath and clenched the silver-white scabbard with both hands.

Aven's gaze fell on the giant eye of the cyclops below, which was the center of the cyclops.

The arcane magic circle emerged from under Aiwen's feet, and the silver-white light moved rapidly, and the spell patterns became more and more complex.

The Slytherin locket on Aven's chest floated silently, the lid opened, and the Philosopher's Stone placed inside glowed a soft golden red.

Powerful magic poured into Aven's body, and traveled his hands into the scabbard.

He gripped the scabbard with both hands, vertically downward, as if holding a real sword, the sword of Gryffindor.

Centered on the place where Evan was holding, a red light shone out, quickly filling the entire scabbard.

The red light became stronger and stronger, turning crimson in an instant, and the sword scabbard was the main body and turned into a lightning bolt.

With the help of the Philosopher's Stone, Evan increased his mana output, which was used as a basis to mobilize the power that Gryffindor had left on the scabbard.

He felt a sudden surge of energy in his hand, a surge of power......