Chapter 486: It's over...

"Get off me!" Hermione yelled back at Krum.

Looking into the girl's teary eyes, he could still see a spark of resolve lurking inside her.

Krum stopped and unconsciously let go of her hand.

He felt as if the softest part of his heart had been touched and an unprecedented sensation filled his entire body.

Hermione left him deeply moved at that moment; he knew, at that very moment, that she was the girl he had been looking for.

Krum immediately came to his senses, tightened his grip on Hermione's arm and decided to take her anyway.

He had seen the strength of the Dark Wizard, and it was completely suicidal to stay here.

But it was no use!

The moment he let go of her arm, Hermione threw herself at Ivan's side, crying with her hands around him.

She hugged him so tightly and cried so sadly.

At that moment, Ivan was using the power of the Philosopher's Stone to confront Caresius.

He felt exhausted and was suffering from the magic of the Philosopher's Stone.

Caresius was also near his limit, but he was quickly deciphering Ivan's magic, and was going to break free very soon.

Although there was still great magic in the Philosopher's Stone, the absorption speed of Ivan's body had gradually failed.

"Hermione, you have to go..... " Ivan said with his last bit of strength.

He tried to push Hermione away, but he didn't.

"No, Ivan!" Hermione cried and said, "I want to stay with you, even if I die, I won't leave. "

Her tone was full of stubbornness and determination, nothing like Hermione in peacetime.

Ivan didn't have the strength to look at Hermione's tearful face, but he felt an unprecedented happiness in his heart.

He knew Hermione would never leave anyway, so he said nothing.

Ivan reached up and gently wiped Hermione's face, drying her tears.

"Don't cry!" He said softly, trying to flash a smile.

Hermione sobbed and nodded vigorously.

In the air, Harry and Krum flew quickly on broomsticks.

"Ivan, Hermione, get on!" Harry shouted.

He and Krum reached out at the same time and wanted to pick them up.

But almost at the same time, powerful magical shocks erupted from Caresius' magic.

Just as the essence of the pale red magic wave focused on him, it quickly spread outward.

Countless particles of red and black magic swirled rapidly around Caresius, gradually forming a storm.

Under the powerful impact, Harry and Krum went flying uncontrollably.

In the next second, Caresius let out a roar.

He waved his wand vigorously and the magical storm soared into the sky.

The whole man had changed, his pale face was completely encrusted, and his wizard robes were in disrepair.

Caresius did not have the calm of the aristocrat he had had before; he looked more bestial, showing all the strength of the strongest vampire.

With the wave of the wand in his hand, the chain of blue magical fire that was tightly wrapped around Caresius was quickly breaking.

Caresius broke free of all shackles and defeated Ivan's magic.

With a strong oppressive impulse, his wine-red eyes fell upon Ivan.

"You lost!" he said casually, seeing that Ivan had no strength to fight any longer.

Although Hermione, next to Ivan, was pointing her wand at him, Caresius didn't even look at her.

He looked up and looked at Harry, who was flying in the air, and frowned slightly.

He didn't know if he could take down Harry Potter with Ivan and Hermione in his way.

In fact, he didn't like what he was doing, nor did he like how it felt.

But this was the simplest and most effective method at present, and Caresius had neither the time nor the strength to delay.

The pesky Aurors from the Ministry of Magic were hurrying to arrive and would be here soon.

The battle at the moment, especially the last magic, consumed too much of his magic, and Caresius could no longer challenge the Aurors.

Persistence was extremely unfavorable for him, and he secretly made a decision.

Seeing Caresius looking at him and Harry, Ivan knew what he was thinking.

Voldemort wanted to resurrect with Harry's blood. And this could be the key to defeating him.

However, all events must be under Ivan's control.

He was not ready to let Caresius take Harry.

In particular, it would be even more unforgivable to use Hermione and himself to threaten Harry into submission.

Ivan would never allow it - Hermione is threatened! This was where he drew the line, the line that could not be crossed.

He hadn't lost yet - today, he was going to defeat this powerful vampire completely!

"Hermione, are you ready?" Ivan asked quietly, making a decision.

Looking at Ivan, Hermione nodded her head.

Although she didn't know what Ivan was going to do, she had no choice but to believe in him. She believed in Ivan as she believed in herself.

Ivan smiled and held Hermione's small hand tightly, while his other hand held the Philosopher's Stone and his wand.

He gently tapped the floor with his wand, and the next second, the floor of the entire box began to crumble.

The floor cracked and even the rocks below began to crack, crumble and fall rapidly.

The cracks instantly spread to the main building of the stadium, with Ivan's point hitting the center.

It was as if they were made of eggshells, all the walls falling down one by one and crumbling to the ground.

"You're crazy!" Caresius looked at Ivan in disbelief and couldn't believe he did it.

The surprise Ivan gave him tonight was enough to shock him.

At that moment, Caresius believed that Ivan was the one mentioned in his clan's prophecy.

He knew he had failed and lost to Ivan; he could not catch Harry Potter today.

Caresius hesitated, trying to grab Ivan and Hermione, to get them both out of here.

But countless stones fell making a gap between the two sides, and Caresius had no chance.

He sighed as he watched Ivan and Hermione disappear into the ruins.

In the next second, the black figure of Caresius vanished from the spot and disappeared.

Boom, boom, boom, countless rocks fell, thunder!

Below the stadium, Ministry of Magic Aurors were evacuating the crowd and leaving quickly.

Everyone was so scared they looked pale and couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. They were all frightened, and it never occurred to them that this would be the outcome, or that the battle between Ivan and Caresius would be so fierce.

Submerged by these large stones and fallen ruins, Ivan and Hermione could not survive.

Today was destined to be one of the bitterest days in the history of magic; a new rising genius had fallen....