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A miserable green spell shot out, hitting directly on the top of Bruce's head.

Thanks to her own anti-spell robes, Amber now also learned OCD from Voldemort.

It is an excellent habit to hit someone with the head.

When the Killing Curse hit Bruce's forehead, Bruce's body suddenly twitched a few times, and then completely lost any signs of life.

Feeling that Blu's soul slowly dissipated, Amber finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, not everyone is Voldemort.

If any great wizard can become an immortal Xiaoqiang.

This magical world is going to be messed up.

Thinking of this, Amber shook her head, turned around and wanted to go back to Hogwarts with Newt.

However, when they just turned around, a sudden change occurred.

After completely losing signs of life, Bruce's body suddenly underwent drastic changes. "two four seven"

His figure twisted unconsciously, and flames burst out from the wound.

Seeing this weird scene, Amber and Newt looked at each other, grabbed the phoenix and teleported to the distance, watching this scene attentively recently.

Such changes are completely out of their control.

Neither Amber nor Newt had ever heard of it. Corpses that have been completely killed by the Killing Curse can also undergo other changes.

The flame burned very violently.

Amber could even feel the flames burning not as good as corpses, and the temperature had almost reached the jet flames of Julong.

This is a pretty scary temperature.

So for the sake of caution, Amber didn't step forward either.

Just quietly waiting for the flame to finally go out.

After a long time, with the last remnant of Bruce was burned up.

The strange flame finally went out in mid-air.

After the flames completely disappeared, Amber tentatively walked forward.

When he came to the place where the flames were burning, he saw a strangely shaped stone floating slowly in midair.

"What is this? Relics?"

Seeing this oddly shaped stone, Amber's eyes widened.

What a joke, the wizarding world and Buddhism have nothing to do with each other.

But the sudden appearance of this stone made Amber puzzled.

He stretched out his hand, slowly picked up the stone, and put it in the sunlight to observe carefully.

He could feel that there was an extremely strange magic power in the stone, but no matter what method he used, he couldn't guide this magic power out.

"Professor, come and watch this."

After exhausting all her strengths and unable to destroy the stone, Amber could only turn her head helplessly, and waved to Newt in the distance.

And when Newt came over and saw the stone in Amber's hand, he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing:

"Haha, let me just say, how can someone use such terrifying magic power to transform!"

"Sorry, Professor, can you explain?"

Amber played with the stone in her hand and asked doubtfully.

Newt shook his head and said with a smile:

"You should be clear, Amber, that a magical transformation like Bru's is not something that any one person can do.

"He's not like your magical creature, the Animagus. He can't be copied."

Amber nodded, thoughtfully.

He understood what Newt was saying about the difference between the two.

The key to his magical animal Animagus lies in the heart of the dragon and a thorough understanding of various magical animals.

In other words, there will be another person who will also get the heart of the dragon.

Then it also goes into Newt's box. After a thorough understanding of all kinds of magical animals, it can still complete the Animagus of magical animals.

This is reproducible magic.

But Magic Transformation is different. He cannot be copied.

Even if there is one more person, it is impossible to complete such a feat by going through the original process of Blue.

That is the most fundamental difference.

Seeing that Amber fully understood what he said, Newt nodded in satisfaction.

"That's it, Amber."

"Bru's magic transformation is disordered, he just found a twisted path in all kinds of chaos, by chance.

"That doesn't belong to his magic, he just borrowed the magic power to balance the chaos.

"And within this stone is the chaotic magic power that was entangled with each other before."

Hearing this sentence, Amber was speechless.

He originally thought that the size of something that could be preserved in such a flame should be regarded as a treasure.

It turned out to be nothing more than a spectacle.

Seeing Amber's loss visible to the naked eye, Newt took his arm and returned to the walls of Hogwarts.

Seeing the Auror army dying in the distance, Newt couldn't help laughing:

"However, this stone can be used by magical animals."

"Wait until your Lei Ji grows up and the magic power changes for the second time, you can try feeding this stone to him."

"Oh? Say something?"

Amber's eyes lit up suddenly, and she asked eagerly.

Newt smiled and shook his head:

"Honestly, Amber, I don't know, it's just a possibility.

"However, the wonder of magic lies in the various possibilities?"

Amber nodded, but didn't speak.

He changed hands and put away the stone, and turned his gaze to the military camp in the distance again.

At this time the army of the Presbyterian Church. They all huddled in the magic barracks like tortoises, which made Amberton feel somewhat acceptable.

Relying on the walls of Hogwarts, they are confident in blocking the attack of the Presbyterian army.

But if they are allowed to go out of the city to counterattack and attack the military camp that also has various protective magics, it will undoubtedly be death.

"These bastards, plan to stay there forever?"

Amber glanced at the barracks in the distance, shook her head, turned around and waved her 3.4 wand.

In the previous tragic battle, Hogwarts was also damaged a lot.

Most of the armor and stone statues with a long history were shattered during the battle.

In order to prevent the Council of Elders from engaging in any more recruiting policies, Amber still needs to work hard to strengthen the protection of Hogwarts.

Then one after another magic shot out from Amber's ring, and the stones and scrap iron all over the ground quickly gathered in the midair.

In a blink of an eye, it changed into armor stone statues.

Although it is much worse than the original combat effectiveness, it is still better than nothing.

It's just that after Amber just completed the arrangement.

In the distant military camp, there was an incomparably surging magic movement.

At the same time, Amber also heard exclamations from around her.

"Increased troops! The Presbyterian Church has increased its troops!".