v2 Chapter 369： Dark mark

Feeling the magic of rapid increase in the body, Ai Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

He has never been as powerful as it is now, the magic left by Voldemort has not been triggered, and Professor Trelawney's prophecy has not been fulfilled.

He was not selected by Voldemort’s magic, and his fears were all

Suddenly, a trace of black appeared in the golden lines that flashed from time to time on the Sorcerer's Stone.

When Avon had not reacted, the black magic wave fluctuated more and more, and with the magical illusion becoming a looming fog, climbed up along his arm.

These blacks are like a python, and they are fascinated by the magic of engulfing Evan. Evan feels painful pains like never before.

Under the pressure of the black force, in the blink of an eye, the magic of his body began to become violent, and the black magic left by Voldemort far exceeded his imagination.

He tried to control the magic against these blacks, but it didn't help.

Under the impact of the violent magic, Ai Wen fainted and fell straight from the sky.

After he fainted, the magic stone suddenly glowed, the red flash became brighter and brighter, and the remaining black gas was all scattered, chasing after Ai Wen’s arm.

Three different magical forces fought in Ai Wen's body, eventually returning to calm, leaving only a black fine line, quietly wrapped around his right wrist.

It's like tying a black thin line, but when you look closely, you'll find it's a little snake that shines in the cold. It wraps around in a circle, and the mouth opens and bites its tail.

As for the remaining black gas that was forced out by the Sorcerer's Stone, it floated around Avon for a while, then flew directly into the air, seemingly to enter the stars.

The fog quickly began to distort and eventually turned into a black mark.

On the platform below, everyone still didn't know what was going on. They only saw Ai Wen suddenly fell from the top, and Hermione was scared to scream.

Sirius ran forward, and Harry hurriedly chased them up.

"Look, that, what is that?" Ron said nervously. He looked up at Avon and found the black pattern he had just appeared next to him.

Followed by, everyone also noticed this eye-catching mark.

It was a huge cockroach, composed of countless green stars, and a big python came out of his mouth, like a tongue.

Just as they watched, the cockroach rose higher and higher, and a dazzling light in a cloud of green smog, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

"Damn, it's the Dark Mark!" Sirius shouted and yelled back to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Leave here and don't move!"

He continued to move forward and kept waving his wand in his hand.

A red ray of light spurted upwards and spread out to the fireworks. Even if it was late at night, such a big noise, the castle side was enough to find anomalies.

Under the influence of Sirius magic, Ai Wen’s body is falling more slowly.

Seeing that Avon was rescued, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sighed with relief. They looked up again and looked at the Dark Marks above them as the two horses beside them.

It has now risen very high, like a horrible neon sign, illuminating the entire night sky, spreading fear in the Ma tribe.

"The war is about to begin, and the horses can't escape." The voice of the elders of the horses slowly sounded. He seemed to be shaking, and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper.

"What the **** is going on?" said Harry, and he was shocked to see Hermione's face pale and his face extremely scared, constantly rubbing his crimson eyes.

"This is the Dark Mark, Harry!" said Hermione, and couldn't help but cry out. "What must have been encountered by Avon, this is the symbol of the mysterious man!"

"You mean, Voldemort's"

His words have not been finished, and the Dark Mark in the sky suddenly began to change.

The big python in the mouth of the skull suddenly came out, seemingly attracted to some kind, like a meteor, rushing straight to Harry, Ron, Hermione.

"Quickly open!" Sirius shouted, waving his right hand.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were scattered, but everything was too late, and the black mist screamed through them and blew their robes.

On the skin, shrinking the myriad of black magic marks slowly forming

In this black temple, which used to be filled with countless evil taboos, the former magic of the Dark Devils marked the selected, and he will return to gain power that the world cannot imagine, and this time, death will no longer be the end.

No one noticed this, the panic was still pervasive, and everyone thought it was another black magic, but nothing happened.

The platform is messy, far from the joy of Avon just passing the test to get the key to Gryffindor’s treasure. Everyone is staring at the big eyes.

In Hogwarts' spacious school hospital, everyone is surrounded by Avon's beds.

Dumbledore lifted Avon's right arm and carefully observed the dark green stripes of the snake. The Snape, Sirius and Professor McGonagall stood beside him.

"Severus, this is the area you are good at." Dumbledore said calmly, turning his head to look at the gloomy Snape, "You think this is"

"There is no doubt that this is the curse that the man left!" Snape replied, with a sneer in his mouth. "It's a magic I have never seen before. It's very powerful and very clever. Mr. Mason is not dead yet. It is far beyond my imagination."

Hearing his words, Hermione stood nervously waiting to choke, tears flowed out of control again, and Harry hurriedly patted her shoulder and whispered comfort.

"Don't be sensational there!" Sirius said in a low voice. "I just checked, and Ivan's vital signs are stable and there are no problems."

"Black, is this your opinion?!" Snape turned his head to look at Sirius, with a malicious glow in his small eyes. "You think you know more, but you are actually in a hurry, with Mason." Mr. dying body ran back to Hogwarts from the horse."

"Severus!" Dumbledore reminded.

Snape snorted and didn't keep talking.

Sirius stared at him for a while, then sat down in annoyed, watching Evan, who had not recovered from the hospital bed, his face full of blame.

"I can't believe it. The Dark Marks reappeared in Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall slammed into his neckline, his face paled like never before. "Fortunately, not many people saw it, otherwise tomorrow morning's Prophet The Daily News will say this!" (To be continued.)