Magic… Magic!

After taking the full force of the punch, Avery was thrown back against the wall as if he had been hit by a moving train.

The net, which was made up of magical beams, caused a great deal of chaos when Ivan's teleportation missed its target and it struck every corner of the room.

After finishing off Avery with a single punch, Ivan's expression did not relax as he took advantage of the chaos to cast his next spell.

"Expecto Patronum ~ (Expecto Patronum)"

The moment the incantation was spoken, a large amount of white mist drifted out from the tip of the wand and gradually enveloped the enclosed room.

This magical mist was developed by Ivan after several days of reference to Lord Voldemort's blood magic.

The only unfortunate thing was that his white mist did not have the mind-disrupting and life-absorbing properties of the black mist, and was only used to block vision and weaken perception.

However, these two factors alone were enough to ensure Ivan's success in a group battle. After all, as a spellcaster, he was completely unaffected by the mist and could see where everyone was standing.

The once-unified battlefield was soon divided by the white mist, and Ivan moved through the thick mist like an assassin, looking for any lone wizards and taking them out first.

After a brief period of chaos, the remaining wizards reacted.

They gathered in groups and worked together to create whirlwinds, which quickly thinned the fog in the practice room.

"He's over there, one o'clock!" a keen-eyed wizard in the crowd shouted as he spotted Ivan through the thin mist.

The people around him did not hesitate to counterattack, and several beams of magic flew out.

Unfortunately for Ivan, who was constantly on Legilimency, their every move was no secret to him.

Thus, Ivan was able to dodge the spells effortlessly, sending a wizard flying with a series of spells. He then charged into the crowd in his dragon form, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and kicked two wizards who were standing at the front of the group to the ground.

Screams and wails filled the room.

As these sparring partners were all extremely evil Dark Wizards, Ivan had no trouble fighting them, and was able to use all of his blood magic to the extreme.

The battle lasted for about half an hour. By the time the white fog dissipated, all fifteen wizards were lying on the ground.

Four had minor injuries, seven were seriously injured, one was petrified into a statue, and three wizards needed to be rescued…

Ivan looked around the room, and when he was satisfied with the outcome of the battle, he placed his wand against the bodies of the wizards who needed to be rescued, and cast a few simple healing spells to prevent them from bleeding to death.

While treating them, Ivan did not forget to use the Memory Charm to erase their memories.

As a cautious individual, Ivan was very particular about leaking personal information.

This was because his bloodline magic was very special, such as the Snake Eye. If the other party did not know beforehand, they would definitely fall for it, but once they were on guard, it would be easy to find a way to deal with them.

The last time Lord Voldemort came to cause trouble, he avoided eye contact the entire time, preventing Lord Voldemort from using his magical eye.

Therefore, after every match at the training grounds, Ivan would cast Memory Charms to erase their memories and prevent important information from being leaked.

However, doing so would also lead to some problems, such as slowly increasing one's strength over the course of the past few days, but making no progress on the part of one's sparring partner.

"Never mind, I'll just try to increase the number to twenty next time…" Ivan muttered to himself.

Since they lacked quality, they could only make up for it with quantity.

He desperately needed enough pressure to push his limits…

This was not to say, of course, that the Dark wizards were anything but magical.

The fact that he was able to lock up a wizard who had either killed or been defrauded of his life and had yet to be beaten to death meant that he had considerable survival and fighting ability.

However, the key point was that these people often fought on their own and did not have the tacit understanding to fight as teammates. From time to time, they would accidentally injure each other, resulting in a huge drop in their combat strength.

If these people could really work together and fight together, Ivan felt that even if he could defeat them, he would have to pay a price.

This was, after all, a head-on battle, not a sneak attack, and he was able to wipe out the Dark Wizards who attacked the shop a few years ago thanks to the Invisibility Cloak he borrowed from Harry and the many traps he had set up in advance.

Now, he could directly defeat these people!

This was the result of two years of blood fusion and painstaking practice…

However, such strength was nothing compared to that of the undulating earth demon. According to Dougett's description, the other party was even able to successfully kill off fifty wizards.

The battle a few days ago also impressed Ivan so much that he was unable to finish off his opponent even with his last resort.

Would he be able to win a sudden attack from fifty highly trained wizards?

Thinking of this, Ivan's scalp went numb. He might not even be able to escape unscathed!

"That seems to make quite a difference…" Ivan sighed in exasperation.

In fact, when his magic was abundant, ordinary wizards were not a threat, no matter how many of them there were. However, his bloodline magic consumed too much magic to last forever.

The most obvious was the battle just now. Although he fought easily, it took a lot of magic power to maintain the white mist and Dragon Transformation.

Combined with the frequent use of Boggart's Transfiguration and the fact that he had killed a werewolf wizard with his magical eye, he only had a fifth of his magic left.

"Magic… Magic!"

Ivan's head hurt. Since he had mastered his first blood magic, magic had been the biggest constraint on his abilities.

Although his total amount of magic was now more than twice that of an average adult wizard, and he was in a period of rapid magical growth at the age of fifteen, the system bar showed an increase in his magic scale every few days.

At this rate, even if he did not fuse with a new bloodline, by the time his magic stopped growing at the age of thirty, he would have ten times the magic of a normal wizard, enough for him to spend as he pleased.

However, Voldemort was not a fool and was unlikely to be completely intimidated by him. When Dumbledore died, Voldemort would certainly try to test him.

Once Voldemort discovers that he is not as strong as he first appeared, the war will resume.

He did not have much time left…