Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Louis raised his wand high, then slowly pointed it toward the water.

"All petrified!"

Harry's spell struck the head of the Inferi that was about to come ashore, and mercilessly slapped the Inferi back to the water. He turned to look at Louis, looking at his motionless expression, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

"Louis?"

He had a questioning tone, but Louis shook his head at him, made a silencing gesture, and then concentrated on dealing with the water.

He had seen that scene in the movie before. It was when Dumbledore and Voldemort were fighting. The two were fighting with each other, and they were evenly matched.

Louis will never forget the grand scene caused by the magic of manipulating the huge water flow. Of course, Dumbledore has strong magic control, and using this magic is obviously smooth.

But Louis didn't know the magic spell. He could only transform the water flow through the transformation spell that Lius told him.

He was mumbling words, because what Lius taught him was an ancient magic spell. The content was long and complicated, and the casting time was long, but the demand for magic power was not too strong.

As Louis left the battle, the pressure on the other people suddenly increased. Dumbledore watched the walls quietly and had no intention of taking action. Although Nicolas Flamel did not use all his strength, the intense battle allowed His body, which had not held a wand for more than sixty years, was already feeling a little tired. Harry's physical strength was already exhausted, and only Sirius was still fighting excitedly.

"What is this kid doing?" Nicolas Flamel looked puzzled. He didn't know what Louis was talking about, but Dumbledore turned his head curiously. Among these people, he was the only one who felt what Louis was talking about. The powerful energy gathered between the wands.

Lewis's eyes narrowed and he stopped chanting, and then the lake he was pointing at suddenly began to churn, gradually forming a vortex on the water.

The whirlpool continued to expand, and the surrounding Inferi were involved in it. Even some of the Inferi that were about to come ashore were hesitated by the scene caused by this.

"Get up!" Louis raised his wand high above his head, and suddenly a twenty-foot-long water dragon flew up in the center of the whirlpool.

After succeeding, Louis was relieved. Although the nearly six-meter-long water dragon was not very big, it was already the limit of Louis' magic.

Most of the reasons why ancient magic spells are lost are because the time to recite them is too long, and then a lot of time will be wasted when wizards fight. However, we have to admit that this kind of magic spell has a great impact on the use of magic power and the effects it creates. The power is indeed stronger than modern magic.

The water dragon flew into the sky and let out a roar in the air. Everyone's eyes were attracted to this six-meter-long guy, and even the Inferi stopped attacking.

Although the Inferi has no mind or vision, its hearing is extremely sensitive. They look at the source of the sound in the sky with some confusion. Taking advantage of their daze, Louis directed the water dragon to rush down.

The solid water column, under the control of the thirteen-year-old boy, suddenly swooped towards the gap, and then brought a lot of strong wind and impact force, carrying most of the Inferi into the sky.

"Okay!" Sirius looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little excited. He himself admired powerful wizards, which was very similar to his brother.

Louis could already use such powerful magic at such a young age, which had to impress him.

The water dragon rolled and danced in the air with the corpses, and then suddenly exploded, and it seemed as if it was raining corpses from the sky and fell into the lake.

This was already the limit of Louis' control, but what happened in just a few minutes was enough to be recorded in the history of wizards. You know, the wizard who used that spell was still underage.

This is no longer just a matter of magic power, but also the precise control of magic. Dumbledore examined the boy carefully. He felt that the child in front of him was gradually beginning to escape his control.

Not only the use of the magic spell just now, but also his performance when he was on the boat, indeed proved that this boy's magic power was much higher than that of his peers, even higher than when he was a teenager.

Dumbledore, who was knowledgeable about magic just now, had already seen that it belonged to the category of ancient magic, and for the second-year Hogwarts graduates who had just begun to study ancient magic texts, it was impossible to do it alone. He can learn complicated ancient magic. Is there anyone helping him?

Thinking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but start to be cautious, but he did not take any action because it was not clear whether the person who was secretly helping Louis was an enemy or a friend. Of course, if that person would lead Louis astray, he would Will not hesitate to intervene forcefully.

Because Voldemort had already suffered a loss for him, Dumbledore himself had an unshirkable responsibility for Tom Riddle becoming what he is now.

"Albus, I think that boy just used ancient magic." Nicolas Flamel walked over to Dumbledore again and said with a smile. He winked like an old naughty boy, "Why don't you Give this little guy to Beauxbatons?"

Although it was a bit unkind to poach someone directly in front of another principal, Nick Flamel and Dumbledore had known each other for so many years, and they naturally knew what was in each other's guts.

"Okay, why don't you use your Beauxbatons thing to give me in exchange." Dumbledore gave him a faint look, which made Nicoléme speechless, and then glared at him fiercely.

"You old guy, you are so cruel."

Dumbledore smiled. Louis is now an out-of-print treasure of Hogwarts. At that time, Dracula personally told him that Louis had obtained the inheritance of the four founders. From this point of view, no matter what, he would not Maybe let Louis go.

Moreover, once Louis shows signs of falling into black magic, he must deal with him personally. This is also the advice Dracula gave him before leaving.

Black magic is different from other types of magic. It not only regulates the magic power in your body, but also affects your state of mind. The more powerful the black magic is, the more it requires inner persistence. Moreover, the energy source of black magic almost always comes from a place called the Dark Dimension. Without the assistance of magical items that protect the mind, long-term use of black magic to come into contact with the power of the Dark Dimension will distort a wizard's mind and gradually drive him crazy.

Of course, if you can restrain the influence of black magic on your heart and inner desires, then instead of being an obstacle, it will become an extremely powerful energy, but such people are extremely rare.

Louis' powerful magic just now moderately stopped the progress of the Inferi, but at this moment, the Inferi are still climbing up from the lake.

"Kreacher!" Dumbledore called to the house elf, "Have you found Regulus?"

The house elf apparated in front of Dumbledore. It shook its head in pain and its two big ears swayed from side to side.

"No, sir, Kreacher, Kreacher can't find Master Regulus." It said to Dumbledore with a cry in its voice.

"Kreacher, are you sure Regulus is here?" Sirius said, "You're not trying to trick us and lure us here, are you?"

"No, Master Sirius, Kreacher did not lie." The house elf looked a little horrified, and then he opened his hand, and a shining ring appeared in his hand.

"This is what Kreacher just found. It's Master Regulus's family heirloom ring."

Sirius looked at the ring. Suddenly, as if he lost control of his emotions, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "No, this is impossible!"

"What's wrong? Sirius?" Harry was startled by Sirius's performance, and he hurried over and asked.

"Regulus... Regulus..." Sirius began to tremble all over, "Regulus is still alive."