Chapter 1034 Wait a Minute, I'll Shake some People Over.

To stay and help the Order of the Phoenix, and thus become enemies of the wizarding world of America together?

Or just leave, continue to remain neutral, and ignore the struggle between these two groups?

This kind of queuing issue has never been in Anton's consideration.

He just frowned and looked back at the Fierce Flame soaring into the sky, looking thoughtful.

Bella screamed at Anton angrily, "How dare you ignore the words of Speaker Riddle!"

Anton glanced back at her, then at Voldemort.

"Oh, dear professor, your house is on fire. Isn't that the first thing to do?"

He raised his eyebrows, with a strange expression on his face, "Don't you realize that this is not a simple fire, the breath of the river of fate boiling in the flame is so unique!"

The lake of mind was rippling, and a large amount of information read from the minds of many people present was sorted out and processed at a very fast speed. Anton figured out what happened here in an instant.

Lao Fu confronted the members of the Magic Congress, emphasizing that the European wizarding society would not allow their American wizarding society to rise, and would definitely send people to destroy it, so that everyone should be more vigilant.

And then it was so hard to die, the people of the Order of the Phoenix really came, and they were discovered on the spot in the depths of the headquarters building of the Magic Congress (Department of Mysteries), and then a big battle broke out.

The most amazing thing is--

All the prophecy balls collected over the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Magic Council were all destroyed, and these things also had a unique reaction with Fiendfire.

Anton can roughly figure out something.

If you look at it from the perspective of "gray magic", it should be that more than a certain amount of prophecy spheres are activated at the same time, resulting in a certain extremely mysterious collective consciousness, a collective consciousness that is uniquely related to the "river of fate", and then stimulated magic effect.

But there is a problem. Fiendflame is obviously just a means of releasing magic. In the magic theory of "grey magic", such a unique Fiendflame is released, but there is still a lack of will to pry the collective consciousness to release magic.

If this is the case, whether it is a coincidence or consciously casting spells, this person is definitely suitable for learning his own 'grey magic', Anton would like to know who it is.

Or, looking at this unique Fiendflame from the perspective of "ritual magic", then the magic material that causes this Fiendflame to change its magical characteristics is the power of fate generated by each prophecy, which is why it presents such an interesting The magical rhythm of the 'River of Destiny'.

If it is analyzed from this angle, then the 'prophecy' involved in this conflict in the Magic Congress building will definitely produce extremely strong magic power. Like the brightest twinkling star in the galaxy, or a few.

So what kind of prophecy is involved in the end is very interesting.

And all these inferences point to one or several individuals among all the people present.

The person with the will to leverage the magic power of the 'prophetic collective consciousness'.

Or the person involved in the highly relevant prophecy.

This is the key to solving this kind of flame with destiny characteristics.

It's the same as predicting that after the ball is placed, only relevant people can touch it, and others will be cursed by fate if they mess with it.

It sounds like a hassle.

"I doubt……"

Anton chuckled, "You may not be able to extinguish this flame!"

"If you don't plan to deal with it right away, and let Fiendfire continue to burn and develop, I guess I can see New York reduced to ruins soon."

"In that case, I will leave first, and finding a way to move the 'Asylum Tower' away from here is the most urgent thing."

"You can't go!" someone screamed from the members of the Magic Congress, and a hunched wizard with a sullen face pointed at Anton, "Everyone knows that your magical ability is very powerful. If someone can release such magic, That must be you!"

Of course, it could be Voldemort, but they don't doubt that Lord Riddle will burn his house down.

The wizard obviously wanted to say something, but suddenly let out a terrified cry, "Ah~~, my nose~~~"

His exclamation was so shrill that everyone turned to look at him.

I saw that his hooked nose was strangely deformed and elongated towards the front, and it continued to grow until it became as long as a foot (30cm).

Anton looked at him with a smile on his face, "You can't lie, your nose will get longer if you lie, you obviously don't think so in your heart."

"Director Drost!" A witch exclaimed and ran up to the hook-nosed wizard, supporting him with a look of concern and dog-leggedness, glaring at Anton, "What did you do to him? , you horrible..."

She couldn't say what happened next, but looking at Anton's smiling face, she shivered with fright for some reason, and closed her mouth abruptly.

"The Lying Punishment Curse." Anton explained to her kindly, "The magic used by ancient wizards to punish children for lying. As long as you realize your mistakes and sincerely admit to everyone that you are lying, your nose can change back by itself."

"You've heard the wizard's bedtime fairy tales like that, quack quack, if you had a mother who could tell you bedtime stories."

An interesting little magic that works on 'thinking' is basically ineffective for wizards at the Auror level, and I don't know how this director got into the position of director.

Anton clicked his tongue, and watched with interest as Voldemort walked towards Fiendfire with a serious expression on his wand.

It was rare to see Lao Fu holding his wand tightly.

He has been uniquely using a posture holding a wand to express his graceful spellcasting with ease.

Although the black magic of Fiercefire is powerful, if it is not controlled, it may even burn down the entire city, but the wizard has already conquered this magic - it has a counter-curse.

After reciting the incantation, with a flick of the wand, Fiendfire would be extinguished. Magic is so magical.

But as Lao Fu waved his magic wand, the flames rising from the inside of the building did not decrease but increased, and there was a burst of explosion, and the flames spewed towards the sky in a fan shape like fireworks.

In the fan-shaped flame, some unique images began to emerge.

This is the performance of Dieblaze Burning entering the complete forming period, it will imitate all things.

It was a tall throne, and in the middle of the throne sat an old-looking Voldemort, inexplicably giving people a feeling of desolation and loneliness. The old Voldemort made of flames spoke in a tone full of tiredness and regret ,"I failed……"

boom!

Standing in front of the Magic Capitol, His Excellency Speaker Riddle suddenly showed anger on his face, dare, dare to present the picture in the prophecy in front of everyone? No matter how it was done, he would not allow it!

Endless flames spewed from the tip of his wand, turning into a viper bigger than a building.

The Flame Viper opened its huge mouth, roared at the flames of the building, pounced on it, and swallowed the entire building in its stomach.

"Amazing!" Anton exclaimed, "Use Fiendfire to fight Fiendfire? Let your own Fiendfire ignite and devour another Fiendfire?"

This exquisite and domineering way of casting spells is simply too old-fashioned.

When Voldemort was fighting against the fire in the building, on the side of the Order of the Phoenix, Professor McGonagall made arrangements.

She asked Arthur and the others to take the three little Harry out of here first. In addition, Goyle, who had his eyes gouged out by someone, must be sent to the hospital for treatment immediately. The blood-stained wizard robe worried her a lot. Is this child going to die?

Similarly, many members of the Order of the Phoenix have experienced this great battle, each with different injuries that need to be treated.

In the end, she, Lupine, and Sirius stayed, and a compromise was made-Crabbe, who seemed to be unhurt, was kept.

She couldn't allow the Order of the Phoenix to be labeled as a "villain" by the Magic Congress. This was not only an insult to her beliefs, but also had an extremely terrible negative impact on the future situation.

The fiendish flame in the building didn't look that simple. Anton's guess was right. Even a powerful top wizard like Voldemort didn't seem to be able to completely extinguish it.

Tongues of flame pierced through the body of the Flame Viper, and the Flame Viper extending from the tip of Voldemort's wand exploded in a short while.

Lao Fu staggered back a step, waved his wand again and released a Viper that gathered Fiendfire and devoured it towards the building.

This is a personal spiritual struggle against fate, at least in Anton's eyes. He stared at this spellcasting with burning eyes, feeling some subtleties in it, and thoughtfully.

it's fun...

Lao Fu seems to deal with the magic of the dimension of fate, giving Anton a feeling of being suppressed.

Oh, it still seems to be the case, Lao Fu has always been played by fate, and even his mind became incomplete at one point.

Doomed to fail...

Anton clicked his tongue, frowned and stared at the Fierce Flame with the characteristics of fate, thinking about how to get this thing done.

Fate is also something that a person like him who is immersed in the magic path of the "human heart" has to fight, and he doesn't seem to have any particularly good way.

At this moment, an extremely wonderful change appeared.

The lake of the soul is rippling, as if to bring some metaphors to Anton, but unfortunately Anton can't understand.

But he saw it quickly.

Both Professor McGonagall and Sirius rushed forward, standing beside Voldemort miraculously, holding up their wands, each releasing their spells against Fiendfire on the building.

Lao Fu obviously hated people coming to intervene in his battle, let alone the Order of the Phoenix coming to help him, but at this moment he fell into a state of stalemate with the building, unable to break free, unable to escape, unable to express his suffering .

"Everyone, help!"

Lupine said to the members of the Magic Congress, "Everyone releases magic to resist Fiendfire at the same time! Believe me, the power of unity is so great."

Everyone looked at each other, and someone said with a sneer, "You don't need to be hypocritical, you evil black wizard."

"No, he just saved me, I believe him." A witch gave Lupine a grateful look, "What are we going to do?"

"Yes, I also believe in Mr. Lu Ping. I have watched the Top 100 Tournament, and he is a very gentle person." Some people seem to know Lu Ping's appearance.

As more and more people chose to trust the one who saved them from Fiendfire, others who hesitated joined in.

"Use ten thousand spells to end!" Lupine raised his wand and pointed it at the building, "Let's cast the same magic together!"

In this way, as one after another of the curse light converged towards the Magic Congress Building, a translucent mask directly covered the entire building, slowly suppressing the flames little by little.

This is simply the most wonderful scene, the Order of the Phoenix and Voldemort's forces join forces?

Anton blinked his eyes, watching in amazement that Fiendflame finally didn't continue to grow stronger, and was repressed within one meter of the outer layer of the building, unable to burn into the sky.

It's just that it's not enough!

What kind of power of fate was being leveraged to make such a powerful change in this flame.

It can't be the fate of human beings in the future, right?

Just such an inexplicable answer suddenly surfaced, and Anton couldn't help raising his brows. Magic in the unknown magic field has always been difficult to figure out, so he chose to trust his intuition.

Then if it is the fate of human beings in the future, it will be easy to handle!

He doesn't understand fate, but he understands time too well. In the field of time magic, the future is just "some kind of possibility".

Both Pedro and Anna have explained to Anton the knowledge of this field - the 'past' does not exist, the 'future' does not exist, only the ongoing 'now' is real.

Just as Anton was thinking, Bella rushed over and looked at him pleadingly, "Please save Tom! I know, those people are not good at all, only a powerful wizard like you can help Tom ,you……"

This crazy woman only has Tom in her eyes, and she doesn't even have the concept of standpoint, right and wrong, etc. that normal people understand. Anton discovered this guy's mentally twisted to the extreme abnormality when he was in Azkaban Prison.

He shrugged, "Yeah!"

"Really?" Bella looked at Anton in surprise.

Anton waved his wand, and suddenly the colorful vortex in front of him stretched out, splitting into a huge vortex.

"Wait a minute, I'll shake some people over."

The terrifying vortex is full of various irregularly rotating turbulent currents, and countless images overlap everything, which looks extremely weird.

Bella actually saw many overlapping figures in the vortex at the same time.

"George, bring the space converter... Lockhart, inform the users through the magic mirror that we plan to broadcast a special program, and come here soon... Amy, bring suitcase No. 27 from the warehouse, the The materials are useful to me..."

"us……"

"It's going to be a big one!"

Anton doesn't care what kind of prophecy Fiendfire burns in the sense of ritual magic. Since it may be aimed at affecting the future destiny of mankind, then he can have a skillful gray magic dimension.

Quack quack...

Point everything to the moon and take the opportunity to fix the way to the moon.

This kind of fire is obviously better than the urine of the flame mammoth!

If this is not used, it is really too wasteful!