Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures-Chapter 1218: I Want to Keep a Low Profile

“Scorpion King!” Rawya murmured, “This is a monster. It actually exists!”

Apart from Evan, the other wizards present had probably never seen such a terrifying monster before. They were all trembling uncontrollably.

The wizards who had just been shouting for battle were now silent!

If their opponent were human, even if it were Voldemort, someone might have the courage to fight. But in the face of such an unimaginable demon, an invincible giant scorpion, surrender seemed to be the only option.

What they succumbed to was not the terrifying demon, but the fear in their own hearts.

However, Evan had recently witnessed the battle between the two gods Horus and Set, and the aura of this demon was slightly lacking in comparison.

At this moment, the witch beside the altar had a look of ecstasy on her face, her facial expression distorted with excitement.

She used all her strength to crawl to the scorpion and shouted, “Great Master, I am you…”

SNAP!!!

The next second, the scorpion raised its massive claw high and mercilessly brought it down, smashing her into a pool of blood and flesh.

Flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and the Dark witch from the Raven’s Claw didn’t even have time to utter a scream before she was crushed.

She died just like that; at the moment she thought she was closest to success.

Evan shook his head. This foolish woman who was willing to give up her life, probably thought until her death that she had summoned an ancient Egyptian deity connected to her, but she didn’t know that it was actually a demonic guardian left by Ramses II.

“Psst!” Seeing the witch being smashed into flesh and blood, all the wizards gasped again. What was going on?

Wasn’t this monster summoned by her? Wasn’t it supposed to be her master?

Why was she killed and smashed to pieces without even the slightest hesitation?

Staring at the hideous and terrifying scorpion, the wizards suddenly realized that the situation was far from simple.

That stupid Dark witch, what she summoned was a real demon, a demon that wanted to kill everyone.

She had doomed them all, everyone in the chamber.

The wizards retreated as far as they could, and cries and pleas rang out in the secret chamber once again.

They rushed to the blocked passage, frantically using magic and rocks to try to carve out a way out.

“Hold it off, hold it off! We can only survive if we open the passage.”

Most of them crowded into the passage, while some wizards organized themselves to cast spells on the scorpion, but they did not cause any harm to it at all. Its gray exoskeleton had an extremely strong defense, and magic couldn’t even scratch it.

Spells like Reducto, Stupefy, and Impedimenta were no more than tickles to it.

Even Avada Kedavra, which had never failed, was reduced to a joke.

In front of the scorpion’s huge body, the creatures conjured by Transfiguration were nothing.

An elderly wizard waved a human-skin doll, and a purple light flashed. Many patterned venomous spiders crawled out from the doll and swarmed toward the scorpion, only to vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye.

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And then… nothing happened!

These flower spiders looked fierce, but no one really expected them to harm a demon.

There was also a black wizard who kept throwing stones into the air, though it was unclear what he was trying to accomplish…

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, was knocked down by the crowd, and failed to cast his magic successfully.

The wizards used all their best skills, knowing that they would all die if they didn’t kill the demon.

Finally, someone even used the Fiendfyre Curse, but the hellish flames were immediately absorbed by the eerie sun symbol on the Obelisk of the Sun.

Then people discovered that the scorpion monster suddenly had the power to manipulate fire.

A pillar of fire rose from the ground, and the wizard who had cast the Fiendfyre Curse was instantly reduced to ashes.

“You intruders who dare to blaspheme the Pharaoh’s majesty will all die!” the scorpion’s cold voice sounded.

The vibration in the space grew more intense. It swung its pincers violently, leaving a green trail. The defense magic that had been sealed for a thousand years was activated again. Feeling the overwhelming pressure, everyone was in despair—they were going to die here…

“It’s hopeless … this creature, which you call a demon, is impossible to defeat. I’ve read about the Scorpion King in some ancient texts; he was the most powerful servant of the Pharaoh,” Rawya said, pulling the doll hanging from her wrist. “Stay with me, Evan. Don’t separate. This doll will record our final moments. My family has magic that will sense it. When the rescue team arrives, they’ll find our remains…”

“We don’t have to die, I have a way!” said Evan, breaking free from Rawya’s right hand and walking towards the center of the room.

He had wanted to stop the demon earlier, but the situation was too chaotic, with thousands of wizards attacking.

Imagine the scene: spells flying everywhere, the room filled with the glow of magic and curses.

All sorts of spells emerged, but none could harm the demon.

But if Evan rushed in recklessly, he would only be courting death, killed by the wizards’ magic…

Now, gradually realizing that it was impossible to cause any harm to the demon, many people gave up and stopped.

Although the situation was still chaotic, Evan thought he could handle it and there would be no problem.

“Evan, come back quickly, what are you doing?!” Rawya shouted in horror.

“I’ll go stop this demon,” said Evan, reassuring her.

If possible, he also hoped to use a low-key approach to quietly deal with the demon and the Ruins of Amun Ra.

Not so high-profile — it wasn’t his style.

Evan was not a person who liked to show off, but he couldn’t just stand by and watch as the demon slaughtered all the wizards.

“Not so low-key this time… Hopefully, the rumors afterward won’t get too out of hand,” he muttered, waving his wand to summon a shield to protect himself.

Evan walked towards the center of the room, using his shield to block the spells flying at him.

Soon, the wizards noticed something unusual.

Everyone at the scene was backing away, except Evan, who was moving forward.

“Is that boy out of his mind?”

“What does he want to do, defeat this monster alone?!”

“He’s going to get himself killed! We’re all going to die eventually!”

“Oh my God, I recognize him! That’s Evan Mason, I’m sure of it. I saw him at the Quidditch World Cup two years ago,” someone shouted. “He’s a Hogwarts student, and that night he fought that vampire in front of a hundred thousand people, using magic that I can’t even imagine.”

“Evan Mason? I’ve heard that name before. That famous young wizard — I even used his teachings to educate my own children!”

“Are you talking about that young wizard destined to defeat the Dark Lord?” a black wizard asked.

“The one you are talking about is Harry Potter. This is Evan Mason, who’s considered to be Dumbledore’s successor.”

“Dumbledore, the greatest wizard in the world … this child is his successor…”

Many wizards had not heard of Evan, but everyone knew Dumbledore and knew that he was currently recognized as the most powerful wizard.

If Evan was thought to be his successor, could that mean he might bring them a miracle?

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