As the words "Fire Shield Protection" sounded.
The fireball had enveloped Erwin's entire body.
The next second, a purple flame suddenly appeared from the inside of the fireball.
And it devoured the red flame, expanding it bit by bit.
The purple flames formed a wall of fire surrounding Erwin.
Gradually, all the red flames disappeared.
All that was left on the field was a purple wall of fire surrounding Erwin.
Erwin was in the center of the purple flames, his silver wand dangling upside down in his hand.
Erwin was like a god from mythology, wrapped in flames without a single flame breaking his body.
Erwin opened his arms.
Enjoying the warm feeling brought by the purple flame.
This scene shocked everyone.
In the stands, at some point, almost all the adult wizards had stood up.
This included Dumbledore.
Dumbledore looked at Erwin, who was bathed in purple flames.
His originally deep eyes were now filled with horror.
He was too familiar with this scene. Erwin in the circle of fire seemed to overlap with a figure that had been buried in Dumbledore's mind for many years.
The same silver-white hair, so similar at this moment.
Dumbledore murmured, "Impossible, how could it be possible? Why would Erwin have a fire shield?"
Dumbledore could no longer maintain his usual calmness.
His mind was full of doubts at this moment.
Snape looked at Erwin, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't know Grindelwald, but he had heard the legend of Grindelwald.
Fire Shield is like a synonym, it represents Grindelwald.
Narcissa gripped the railing. "That's the Fire Shield! Is that the Fire Shield? How does Erwin know this?"
Lucius shook his head, his eyes full of confusion.
The fire shield spell is no secret in the wizarding world.
But no one except Grindelwald can use it.
Because the fire shield protects the body, in the final analysis it is actually a derivative of the calendar fire.
There are only two people in the wizarding world who can control Fiendfyre to this degree.
First, Grindelwald, his fire shield,
And Dumbledore's Vulcan cleared the way.
That battle shocked the entire magical world.
The power of Dumbledore and Grindelwald was also made known to the world at that time.
Over the years, some people have tried to learn these two types of magic, but the results have always been disappointing.
The Lihuo is uncontrollable, which is why it is called a dangerous spell.
Grindelwald and Dumbledore, who can control the fire, are also known as the epitome of powerful.
Students here.
Some senior students who knew this spell also changed their expressions.
Draco asked in confusion, "Prefect, what kind of spell was used?"
Pansy shook her head, she didn't know that either.
Hermione thought for a moment and said, "Fire Shield is Grindelwald's signature spell. It's a powerful defensive spell that controls fire! Furthermore, it can be used to discern a person's inner thoughts. Only those who wholeheartedly stand with the caster can penetrate the flames of Fire Shield! Of course, this is the definition of the wizarding world, but Fire Shield has appeared twice in wizarding history! The first time, Grindelwald used it to screen the loyalty of his followers, and the second time, this spell nearly destroyed a city!"
Draco swallowed.
"My goodness, this is terrifying! The prefect actually mastered this kind of spell. Doesn't that mean that if the prefect wanted to, he could also destroy a city?"
Hermione shook her head. "It's not that simple! The power of a spell is still related to magic power. Even if Erwin is excellent, compared to a legend like Grindelwald, his magic power is not enough!"
In the stands, Lucius glanced at Hermione in surprise.
"This little witch is quite knowledgeable! The new students at Hogwarts are truly extraordinary!"
Narcissa nodded. "Seeing how familiar she is with Xiaolong, she's good enough to be Erwin's follower! It's an honor for her!"
Lucius didn't say anything, but in his heart he agreed with Narcissa's words.
At this time, in the center of the venue.
The purple flames around Erwin began to slowly change.
Two loud dragon roars were heard, and from the purple flames, two giant dragon phantoms condensed from the flames flew out with their wings flashing.
Circling around Erwin.
Waiting for Erwin's order.
The two purple fire dragons' eyes were full of desire for destruction. As long as Elvin gave the order, they would rush out and burn everything.
The purple circle of fire is still expanding.
And burned towards the area around the Quidditch field.
Professor McGonagall frowned and looked at Dumbledore beside her.
"It's time to stop it. If the fire spreads over us, it will be very troublesome!"
Dumbledore glanced at the ring floating in the air that symbolized the head of Slytherin.
He shook his head. "It's not over yet! The prefect challenge will only be over when the ring falls into Erwin's hands! We can't participate at a time like this! But you're right, we should make some preparations!"
The next moment.
Dumbledore tapped the Elder Wand lightly on the ground.
"All curses are over!"
The next second, a golden light shot up into the sky above the ground.
Wrap the entire stand.
The purple flame's forward movement was stopped, and it only covered half of the Quidditch pitch where Erwin was standing.
The purple flame swayed gently, seeming very dissatisfied.
Erwin looked at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore had put away his wand and looked very casual.
Erwin's vigilance towards the old bee increased even more.
What the hell, all the curses can be ended by one person?
This is different from what the Cult released in the Room of Requirement that day.
That day, Erwin had no magic power, and it was all caused by the fire itself devouring the surrounding combustible materials.
But now Elvin has added a lot of magic power to the fire shield.
One third of the backup energy has been used up.
In the end, Dumbledore stopped it by himself with all his curses.
How strong is this Lao Deng?
In the stands, some wizards from pure-blood families looked at Dumbledore with different eyes.
They can also block Erwin's fire shield.
After all, Erwin is still too young. Even though his magic power is better than that of his peers, it is still inferior to that of some of the family heads among them.
But they couldn't be as casual and simple as Dumbledore.
Alvin withdrew his gaze. He was a man with a cheat. Sooner or later, he would surpass Dumbledore. This was his confidence.
The cheaters can't beat the natives? Don't embarrass the time travelers.
Erwin looked at Grodia and said, "Well, Senior! It seems the balance of victory has finally tipped towards me!"
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