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Chapter 489: The Dark Mark

Dark golden streamers flowed over the old and complicated lines of the Locket, and the emeralds, which formed the capital letter S, were lit in turn at the center.

Now, the Slytherin house symbol looked like a curved snake, very lifelike.

After the excess magic was extracted out of his body, Evan gradually regained consciousness and could feel the magical power pouring in from the Philosopher’s Stone stopping gradually.

The magic riot within his body was over, although he could still feel excruciating pain all over.

As long as he slowly practiced, Evan could recover, and his strength could even go further.

He bowed his head and looked incredulously at the Locket on his chest, shocked by its magic.

After the last time, Evan knew that the Locket was not a mere accessory. It had powerful mysterious magic, but it was hidden so deep that even Voldemort had not noticed it.

He just thought it was a personal belonging of his ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, with special commemorative significance.

Therefore, he made this Locket into a Horcrux.

But that was not the case. All the items left by Slytherin seemed to be of special significance.

Deep in the underground ruins, Evan saw it on the last mural.

The four corners were the Locket, the ring, the wand, and the huge scepter surrounded by two green giant pythons.

This scepter appeared on the front page of the second part of The Book of Abraham, and was a key item left by ancient warlocks.

Evan speculated that, like the Philosopher’s Stone on the front page of the first part, they were the key to defeating the evil spirits.

As one of the four items along with the scepter, the Locket was certainly not simple.

Evan had used it to defeat the eyeball monster and absorbed the magic of thousands of years of plankton deep underground.

He still remembered the scene at that time, and the feeling was like a brand-new magic gate opening in front of his eyes.

This time, the Locket saved Evan’s life at a crucial moment.

Like last time, the magic above it suddenly launched, absorbing the magic of the Philosopher’s Stone pouring into Evan’s body.

Evan didn’t know what was going on, and didn’t figure out how the magic worked on the Locket.

He had been studying for a long time and had no clue.

He originally thought that the complicated lines on the Locket would be the same as the slate, and that only a Parselmouth could recognize them.

But after Harry had seen it, he was sure it wasn’t.

After learning about ancient magic characters, Evan felt that these strange lines were like some kind of magic words, very, very old magic words.

Although he didn’t know what the magic on the Locket was, and what its specific use was, there was no doubt that this Locket had become one of Evan’s most precious magic items.

He could feel that the large amount of magic absorbed in it began to flow back slowly as before.

The power of the Philosopher’s Stone once again became calm and pure, repairing the damage inside Evan’s body.

Although most of the magic would eventually dissipate, a small part remained, becoming part of Evan’s own strength.

This evening’s incident was over, and Caresius and Voldemort’s conspiracy had failed once again.

Evan breathed a sigh of relief and felt unusually tired. Now he just wanted to fall down and sleep deeply.

But before that, he still had to comfort Hermione, who was frightened in his arms.

After this incident, Evan clearly felt that his relationship with Hermione had taken a step forward.

They had both experienced this life or death situation, and had an unimaginable interaction founded in their unreserved trust in each other.

Evan gently patted the head of the trembling Hermione.

Just when he thought that everything was over, the accident happened again.

This evening’s incident was not over. Fear… was not over!

Seemingly just to wreck the wizards’ fragile nerves, something vast, green, and glittering erupted from the ruins of the building, and flew up into the sky.

The next second, a colossal skull appeared beside Evan and Hermione.

It consisted of what looked like emerald stars, with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue.

Under Evan’s gaze, the skull rose higher and higher, blazing in a haze of greenish smoke, etched against the black sky like a new constellation.

Like some grisly neon sign, it illuminated most of the sky.

Evan, Hermione, the stone giant standing quietly under them, and the ruins reflected with the skull in the night sky, as if they were intended to be part of the scene.

Because this horrible skull represented the power of destruction and the deepest fear of the wizards, in the stadium, the crowds that had been calmed down burst into screams again.

They screamed loudly, and once again rushed out of the stadium, fleeing as the panic returned.

This time, it was even more obvious than the turmoil caused by the vampires.

“God, this is the Dark Mark!” said Hermione, holding Evan’s arm tightly, “Voldemort’s sign!”

Voldemort certainly could not appear here.  Evan knew what that was all about.

Almost at the same time that the Dark Mark was issued, he felt that Barty Crouch Jr. was in the ruins!

Needless to say, Voldemort and the vampires failed in their plan to rescue him in Crouch’s tent.

No one would have thought that Barty Crouch Sr. would let a house elf take his son to the Quidditch match.

Considering the character of Barty Crouch Sr. and the fugitive status of Barty Crouch Jr., this was incredible.

When the vampires were about to attack the box, Barty Crouch Jr. was led away by the house-elf Winky, but did not escape too far.

Winky’s order was to stay in the box, she could not leave too far, and she could not use Apparition.

Long-term imprisonment had made Bartemius Crouch Jr.’s body extremely weak and he had not yet recovered.

However, he still managed to steal Harry’s wand in the box.

This mad man was not thinking about running away with this wand at all.

After seeing Evan in the limelight, he used it directly to proclaim his master’s strength and provoke Evan. He wanted everyone to realize who was the most powerful and terrible wizard in the world.

And his goal was achieved. Bartemius Crouch Jr. succeeded in causing panic and reminding everyone of Voldemort’s terror.

All the Ministry of Magic officials and the Aurors quickly approached the ruins, and the red light of the stunning spell flashed everywhere.

Evan clearly saw that Barty Crouch Sr., who had not been seen this evening, was at the forefront. 

The Ministry of Magic had lost face tonight, and they urgently needed to show themselves.

Evan didn’t know how Crouch would feel when he would see that the enemy he was going to face was his own son.