Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Silence!!!

There was only silence inside the cave. Sirius, Hagrid, Madame Maxime and all the giants seemed to have lost their voices.

They looked at Evan in disbelief, and at the powerful force that burst out from this thin body.

How did he do it? Was this power a human wizard should have?!!

Even Dumbledore and Voldemort would not be able to kill one of the most powerful giant warriors in a second.

If all wizards and witches had the power of Evan, then the giants, those war machines, would be useless as allies in such a war!

“I’ve proved my strength. Is there any objection?” Evan continued, looking around.

No objection. No one wanted to go to their death, and their only thought was to submit.

For a while, no one dared to look him in the eyes. Even Golgomath backed aside and lowered his head.

There was no point in continuing this fight. Evan’s crushing instant kill was enough to prove his strength.

This magical power beyond imagination left the most shocking impression on all the giants present.

They all thought that death awaited them if they did not side with this boy.

Probably only Sirius understood what was going on. Evan had used the power of the Philosopher’s Stone again.

Although he looked relaxed, he was probably at the end of his strength. The Philosopher’s Stone was putting a heavy burden on Evan’s body.

In fact, Evan was feeling extremely fatigued and dizzy, and he was struggling to remain standing.

With the help of the magical runes, he did not faint directly as he did last time, and Slytherin’s Locket did not show any strange power. Evan was able to maintain his consciousness, proving that he was qualified to use the Philosopher’s Stone in a fight.

to minimize losses and insure success, he had to go all out. He wanted to scare all the giants and make them aware of his strength.

Regardless of who became the Gurg of the giants, whenever they mentioned Evan in the future, their first reaction would be fear that could not be dispelled, remembering this day.

Evan wanted the giants to realize that supporting Voldemort and the Death Eaters was not necessarily the right choice. Looking at the expressions of the giants around him, Evan knew that his goal had been achieved.

The giants had always been like this, and it would be always pointless to reason with them. He had only to let them know whose fist was “bigger”.

Killing a giant would not make them angry or sad; they would just admire the killer’s strength!

Evan leaned against the rock wall behind him and put away the Philosopher’s Stone.

Before withdrawing his focus from the Philosopher’s Stone, he raised his head and glanced at the statue of the Cyclops at the end of the cave.

The next second, his eyes widened suddenly and he looked at the statue with disbelief.

With the help of the Philosopher’s Stone, Evan was now in a very special state, which was magical enough to crush all those around him.

In this cave space, he was the mightiest! But from the huge statue in front of him, he felt an ancient and powerful force. This power was so strange, so primitive, simple, crude but powerful.

It was enough to oppose his godly powers. This was the power of the Cyclops!

Time seemed to stagnate, and the space became frozen. Evan stared at the statue stupefied, confronting the suddenly appearing power.

Hagrid, Sirius, Madame Maxime, and the giants all looked at Evan, wondering what had happened.

Because of the shock caused by the magic just now, he didn’t move, and the other people didn’t dare to move, and even breathed more slowly!

“Evan…” After a long time, Sirius came over and whispered. He noticed that something was wrong with Evan.

Evan’s back was covered with sweat. He had done his best, the red light on the Philosopher’s Stone flashed, and he was unconsciously absorbing more magic from it.

Correspondingly, the strength emanating from the statue of the Cyclops also increased dramatically.

“Wait, what’s this feeling?” Sirius turned his head and looked at the statue in horror.

Now everyone in the cave felt the power of the Cyclops and its imposing momentum.

If Evan’s magic just shocked Karkus, Golgomath, and the other giants, they were now completely frightened. They were horrified, and prostrated themselves on the ground, worshiping Evan.

Everyone in the cave fell to the ground except Evan.

The giants didn’t understand magic, and didn’t know that this sudden power was actually from their ancestor the Cyclops.

Sirius and Madame Maxime looked at the statue stupefied. Even Hagrid, who was slower than most when it came to magic, had noticed.

Evan was struggling to resist this power, feeling almost out of breath.

His huge magic had changed into substance, turning into an orange-red magical shield surrounding him.

He was fighting against the Cyclops, holding on by strong will.

He did not know what was going on. The magic he had just cast and the magic of the Philosopher’s Stone seemed to have activated something.

Could it be a Cyclops?!!

Hadn’t this creature been extinct long ago?!!

The sudden momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and the magical shield around Evan was beginning to crack.

But then, the scabbard on the statue of the Cyclops suddenly shook slightly. The ruby ??on the scabbard shone, and it made a sound… as if a sword was sheathed within it!

The next second, the Cyclops’s momentum and mysterious power left and dissipated, as though they had never appeared before.

Evan was no longer able to contain his struggle and he blacked out.

In the dark, he felt his body falling and falling all the way to the center of the earth’s core, as though there was no end, and just when he began to get used to it, a touch of red appeared in front of him.

It was magma, the magma deep in the core of the earth, like a scene in the depths of hell.

Evan saw a huge monster immersed in endless lava. Its body extended downwards, and the part exposed outside the magma was shocking. It was like a giant magnified dozens of times, the muscles of its body flashing red.

Blended into the surrounding hot magma, he seemed to be absorbing it into the body.

This was a Cyclops whose eyes were closed, losing all strength and life.

But Evan could clearly feel that he was alive… weak, but actually alive!

He seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and as he breathed, the magma was flowing slowly.

Whenever the Cyclops breathed a little stronger in his sleep, magma erupted, and that was why Etna frequently erupted. (Editor Note: Mount Etna, or Etna, is an active stratovolcano on the east coast of Sicily, Italy)

Evan looked around at the existing Cyclops. This guy’s body was not weaker than that of a terrible evil god.

If ever he woke up, the state of the entire wizarding world would change dramatically… The world would tremble at his feet!

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