Chapter 466: Terrifying Curse

Chapter 466 Horrible Curse

The magic power in Mike's body is now being mobilized crazily from all over his body and flowing to his right arm, and is finally transformed into a high concentration of pitch black fire through his right hand and sprayed out.

This is an extremely dangerous operation. After all, the human body does not have as strong quality and magic affinity as a wand. The conversion of such a large amount of magic power in a short period of time will cause great damage to Mike's arms and even internal organs. harm.

If you are unlucky, it will even affect your future spell casting, which can be said to be killing the goose that lays the egg.

But in the face of the immediate crisis, Mike no longer cares about so much.

Judging from the situation where he was exposed to the black light before, he must definitely prevent the black light from causing further harm to him, otherwise, he is likely to die!

"Roar!"

As Mike desperately activated his magic power, a massive amount of black flames spurted out from his right hand. The temperature of the flames was so high that it even boiled the surrounding air.

With Mike's efforts, the strange and ominous black light finally dimmed and finally dissipated.

Mike clenched his right fist fiercely. With his movement, the black fire finally stopped spurting out, and the magic power in his body also stagnated.

It was only then that Mike discovered that his entire right arm had completely lost feeling, without even the slightest pain. This made Mike feel extremely bad.

And the matter is far from over. The high-purity black fire ejected by Mike began to look for new sources of energy after losing its source. They condensed together in mid-air, and finally converged into a body length of more than 20 years. A giant western black dragon!

"Roar!"

The jet-black fire dragon spread its pair of wings that covered the sky and roared upwards. A thick black fire pillar shot straight into the sky with its roar, seeming to announce its birth to the heavens.

Then, it lowered its head and scanned everyone on the Quidditch pitch with its greedy scarlet eyes, as if it was choosing its own food.

Whether it was the players on the field or the audience in the stands, they all seemed to be frightened at this moment, staring blankly at the huge thing above their heads with their mouths wide open, forgetting to even escape!

The demonic dragon in the sky seemed to have selected a satisfactory prey. It opened its big mouth and smiled ferociously, and then dived towards the west stand!

The people in the stands finally reacted at this moment, and they cried and fled toward the exit.

At the moment of life and death, all propriety, justice and shame no longer exist. Couples, brothers, sisters...

The classmates who were good friends in the past have now exposed the truest side of human nature. They tried their best to pull everyone around them, just to be able to leave the soon-to-be-destructed stand as soon as possible.

But this is all in vain. The magic dragon in the sky is so huge that no one in the stands can escape and will become the food of the dragon.

Looking at the dragon getting closer and closer, some people finally became desperate. They closed their eyes and stopped moving, waiting for the end of their lives.

But one second, two seconds, three seconds...

Until ten seconds passed, the expected death did not come. People opened their eyes in confusion and saw the terrifying dragon twitching in mid-air as if it was ill. A ball of demonic flames erupted from his body and quickly dissipated into the air.

At this time, in the east stand, Mike was using his still intact left arm to raise his wand and point it at the dragon in the sky.

His expression was very ferocious, and he did not live up to his calm demeanor in the past. Even the hand holding the wand was still trembling.

But it's not surprising at all. In fact, Mike's current state is very bad. His explosion just caused very serious damage to his internal organs. Now he is almost fainting from the pain.

Moreover, the injury on his right arm is getting worse, and now the numbness caused by the strange black light has begun to spread to his torso.

But even so, he was still trying to control the fierce fire dragon in the sky, trying to make it disappear.

Hermione on the side shed anxious tears, but she was helpless in the face of this situation. She could only cry Mike's name over and over again.

At this time, Mike could no longer hear what she was saying. Now all his energy was focused on destroying the dragon.

With his efforts, the demon dragon in the sky was shrinking rapidly. Although the demon dragon struggled desperately, it was all to no avail. Under the pressure of Mike's terrifying mental power, in the end, the demon dragon finally disappeared. A wave of unwilling dragon roar lingered in the air for a long time.

Everyone on the court breathed a sigh of relief, and Mike also put down the wand he was holding and relaxed.

As soon as he relaxed, Mike felt his head become dizzy, and his body instinctively fell down.

"Mike! Mike!"

Hermione cried and caught the fallen Mike. She called Mike's name over and over again, but Mike couldn't hear anything clearly.

He only felt that his face was wet, as if someone was spitting on his face.

Normally Mike would have given this man a good beating, but now he didn't have the energy to do so.

Mike used all his strength to whisper:

"Go...take me to find Dumbledore..."

"Okay! Okay! I'll take you to Dumbledore right now! You must not die!"

Hermione cried and stood up, and began to wave desperately to the Quidditch players in mid-air.

She knew very well that if she wanted to move Mike to the principal's office as quickly as possible, a broomstick was the best choice.

It's a pity that everyone on the court is still immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, and no one has noticed Hermione's situation at all.

Hermione was almost desperate when she saw this.

At this moment, a majestic voice resounded throughout the Quidditch pitch.

"quiet!"

Everyone looked intently and saw Dumbledore in a white robe standing in the center of the stadium. Beside him, the crimson phoenix Fawkes was constantly hovering, its wings still burning. The extinguished phoenix fire.

The crowd fell silent briefly, and then burst into cheers that were far louder than before!

Everyone was chanting Dumbledore's name. They all thought that Dumbledore had destroyed the dragon!

At this time, Dumbledore was looking for Mike in the crowd. He knew very well that except for Mike, no one in the entire Hogwarts could release such a terrifying fire curse.

But when he actually found Mike, his pupils shrank sharply.

Because the only people who appeared in front of him at this moment were Mike who had already fainted and Hermione who was crying into tears.

…

Mike slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, he was still in a hazy state. He looked at the white ceiling in front of him in confusion. For some reason, he felt that the ceiling was inexplicably familiar, especially the black spot in the corner. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere. .

It took him a while to recognize where he was - a bed in the Hogwarts Infirmary.

Mike didn't speak. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, and began to slowly move his body from his finger joints.

The injuries caused to him by the previous burst of magic were too severe. At this moment, he only felt severe pain coming from every part of his body.

After exercising his body as a whole, he confirmed his physical condition.

The right arm cannot move at all and appears to be immobilized by the deck and straps, but it is conscious, which is good news.

The rest of the body is in good condition. Although it hurts, I am still happy to move around, which shows that the condition is not bad.

Mike relaxed slightly, and then began to test the magic power in his body.

But as soon as the magic power was activated, there was a heartbreaking pain inside his body, which made Mike groan uncontrollably, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mike was breathing heavily while lying on the bed. He realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his magic power, which made him a little restless.

At this moment, the door to the ward was opened, and Dumbledore walked in with Snape and Madam Pomfrey.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment when he saw Mike awake on the hospital bed, and then a bright smile filled his face.

"Hey! Mike, you're finally awake!"

Mike didn't have time to talk to him, so he asked directly:

"What happened to my magic?"

"Hmph!" Snape snorted coldly, "It's useless!"

As soon as these words came out, Mike's heart suddenly tugged, and his mind suddenly went blank.

"Severus! Don't scare the children!" Mrs. Pomfleur glared at Snape angrily, turned to speak to Mike in a gentle tone, "Don't listen to his nonsense, your magic is fine, it's just because of you All the relationships with the sudden burst of magic power are temporarily unusable."

"Ha! He should be taught a lesson!" Snape said angrily, "Openly releasing such a powerful fire curse in Hogwarts school almost caused huge casualties to the students! I have never seen this in all my years of teaching. You are such a bad student! If you ask me, the Sorting Hat should have sorted you directly into Azkaban in the first place!"

Perhaps being amused by Snape's last words, Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh, and finally suppressed it again under Snape's murderous gaze.

"Ahem! Sorry, Mike, but please forgive Severus, he just has a bit of a poisonous mouth." Dumbledore said to Mike with a smile, "In fact, he still cares about you very much. What happened to you on your arm?" The curse was so terrible that Severus didn't get a wink for a day or a night to get rid of it."

"Dumbledore!"

"Okay, okay! I won't say anything anymore Severus, you can put your wand down, it's very dangerous!"

Looking at Dumbledore and Snape noisily together, Mike felt very confused inside.

Mike doesn't care about other things at all now. Not being able to use magic brings him a very strong sense of insecurity, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"How long will it take for my magic power to recover!?"

Mike asked urgently.

Hearing this, Dumbledore and Snape both looked at Pomfleur, who said slowly:

"Three days, don't worry, Mike, your magic power will be fully restored in three days, and you will be able to use magic normally. As for your physical injuries, you will have to rest for at least a week to recover."

Hearing this, Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Snape, who was standing aside, said:

"You should be lucky that the goddess of luck has favored you. The curse on your right hand is about to spread to your heart! When that time comes, haha, even gods can't save you!"

Mike glanced at Snape indifferently, but he was not angry. He knew that the other person had such a temper. However, due to the other person's attitude, Mike really couldn't feel much gratitude to Snape.

"Thank you very much, Professor Snape."

After thanking Snape politely, and receiving a cold snort from him, Mike turned his attention to Dumbledore again.

"Principal Dumbledore, could you please help me call Franklin over?"

"Yes, yes, but what do you want to do?"

"I want him to investigate the murderer."

Mike said expressionlessly, while the muscles in the corners of his eyes were still twitching.

If anyone who is familiar with Mike is here at this time, they will understand that Mike is desperately suppressing his anger at this time.

"Man, I will call for you. But let us handle the investigation of the murderer." Dumbledore said, "In fact, this is exactly what we came to find you for. Mike, can you tell us about the situation?"

Mike took a deep breath and did not argue with Dumbledore. Instead, he cooperated and told Dumbledore the situation in detail.

At first, Dumbledore could still smile, but after hearing this, Dumbledore stopped laughing.

This is a very serious incident. Someone actually sent a killer to sneak into Hogwarts to assassinate Mike. This means that Hogwarts is no longer a pure land away from Death Eaters!

"Phew! Mike, don't worry, those murderers will be punished as they deserve, I guarantee you!"

After Dumbledore said this, he quickly left the ward with Snape, apparently going to investigate.

Mrs. Pomfret came to Mike's side, performed another full body check on Mike, and left after confirming that Mike's injuries were indeed improving.

"bump!"

With the slight sound of the door closing, Mike was once again the only one left in the ward.

Mike was lying on the hospital bed with an expressionless face. Although he looked very calm, the anger in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger!

This time, he was almost killed, so he was really angered!

I don’t know how long it took, but the door to the ward was pushed open again. Franklin panted and ran into the ward, and immediately threw himself on Mike’s bed.

"Mc...Mac! Are you okay! Dumbledore...Dumbledore told me..."

"Franklin, listen to me."

Mike waited for a pair of bloodshot eyes to interrupt Franklin without hesitation, while the latter swallowed and looked at Mike cautiously.

For some reason, he always felt that Mike was becoming extremely scary at this moment.

"Find the murderer for me, do you hear me? Let the Mutual Aid Association, the Freemasons, and the Ravenclaws all get involved and bring that guy to me! I will personally cut him to pieces and then kill him. Burn it to ashes bit by bit! Did you hear that!"

Mike said, his voice was smooth at first, but then it started to tremble, and in the end it turned into a roar.