Chapter 488 Power And Commotion
The sound of rubble scattered from the buildings and the collisions of rocks resonated continuously in the sky. Over 100,000 wizards looked up and were deeply astonished. They couldn't fathom the sudden appearance of the giant, with Evan and Hermione seated upon it.
Shock!
Extreme shock!
Apart from this, there were no other words that could describe the scene at hand. They simply could not believe that this was truly the power of a young wizard.
To turn the falling debris from a building into a stone giant only required a simple Transformation.
In the first lesson, all the wizards had learned it, as it was the foundation for many other advanced techniques.
But no one could use it like Evan. It was utterly unimaginable.
The immense magic involved had surpassed what common folk could grasp. No one could do this except Evan, who possessed the Philosopher's Stone.
Although the image of the giant was unrealistic and lacked exquisite and intricate decorations on its body. It was simply made of stacked simple stones.
This level of deformity would never receive high marks in the classroom.
But through this rudimentary style, everyone could feel the power that moved it.
This extremely powerful force made people bend; almost worshipping what was the most direct manifestation of Evan's will.
At this moment, Evan was no longer just a 13-year-old wizard.
In the minds of many, he was already a powerful wizard who could stand on par with Dumbledore and Voldemort.
Under the impact of witnessing this purest form of power, no one dared to violate his will.
"My goodness, what do I see?" murmured an incredulous elderly wizard.
His legs were trembling, and the next second, he was actually lying on the ground, muttering something under his breath.
Wizards like him were not in the minority. Faced with powerful forces, submission was the wisest choice for many.
"Is this still human?" was the question on everyone's mind.
"What is the name of that young wizard?" asked another man.
"It's Evan Mason, he's from Hogwarts!"
Evan did not anticipate that he would be on the front page of all national magic newspapers tomorrow morning.
The Quidditch World Cup final, which was supposed to dominate all the headlines, was relegated to a nondescript corner.
No one cared which team won the match, and no one cared who caught the Golden Snitch.
Much of the space was dedicated to the epic battle between Evan and Caresius, as well as the powerful magic displayed.
The existence of the Philosopher's Stone was an absolute secret, and the analysis of this matter by the major media outlets was highly varied.
Whatever the explanation, all possible theories and legends had been exhausted.
As for the rest of the pages, they dealt with Evan's life, his various performances at Hogwarts, and the like.
In summary, Evan was in the spotlight.
Due to his performance tonight, the magical world, which had been tranquil for a long time, was now boiling.
Overnight, Evan became a celebrity known to all wizards, just like Dumbledore, Sirius, and Harry.
All major media outlets wanted to interview him, and the owl post was nearly filling his place.
With news reports, Evan had many admirers, from all over the world.
Over 100,000 wizards left the scene, spreading his name worldwide.
Evan was recognized by the magical world as the most promising wizard and the beacon of hope for the future of the magical world.
Ministry of Magic authorization was swiftly granted.
The Order of Merlin, First Class also honored Evan, and the League of Defense against the Dark Arts invited him to become a full member.
This was far from being the end, and the influence of the incident would continue to ferment.
Due to Evan's performance, the most direct manifestation was the increase in enrollment at Hogwarts the following year.
Many foreign parents sent their children to Hogwarts, hoping they could study with Evan.
... ...
Of course, all of this would come later!
At this very moment, Evan, who would inaugurate countless glories, was facing an unprecedented crisis.
He held Hermione tightly, or more precisely, he was lying on top of her.
Evan was supporting her body from falling.
Both clung tightly to each other, and drops of sweat, as large as beans, kept springing from Evan's forehead.
He was enduring intense pain and, perhaps, fainting directly would be the ultimate mercy for him.
Losing consciousness meant not having to endure the pain of magic coursing through his body, to the point where it would almost burst.
Evan's body, though slender as usual, was stretched to its limit in absorbing magic like an inflated balloon.
Once a balloon exceeds its capacity for expansion, it would burst with a bang and then shatter into pieces!
Evan now felt this way, with immense amounts of magic continuously flowing into his body from the Philosopher's Stone.
These magical powers were beyond his capacity, and he felt he could explode at any moment.
The worst part was that the magic in the Philosopher's Stone was different from the magic normally produced in the human body.
It was more violent. Its flow through the body felt... hot, like deep magma in the earth's core.
While enduring the pain of being squeezed and exploded, he was also subject to the burning and destruction of the fiery magic.
It was true that Evan could no longer bear it, but the intense pain kept him awake all the time.
It was the most horrible feeling to watch oneself perish.
He didn't know what to do. The magic was out of control, and he couldn't do anything about it.
At this moment, Evan couldn't even focus. He couldn't think at all.
It is noteworthy that the Philosopher's Stone was originally developed by ancient sorcerers to provide alchemical aids to magic by casting powerful spells.
It contained magic, powerful beyond imagination!
No one had used their body directly to absorb the power of the Philosopher's Stone like Evan. No wizard could contain the magic contained in a Philosopher's Stone purely by virtue of its power.
Even the most powerful ancient sorcerers probably wouldn't have done it.
This pure fragmentation was self-destructive, and there was no difference between that and suicide.
After the first brief obstacle, as Evan increased his absorption, the magic of the Philosopher's Stone continued to flow into his body.
This process would not stop until he was completely destroyed.
Evan was thinking about it now. He could feel the magic entering from the Philosopher's Stone faster and faster, and much more than what he consumed with his own magic.
He wanted to stop, but it didn't work at all.
Evan's body trembled with pain, and Hermione hugged him without knowing what to do.
She could feel the pain Evan was experiencing, but she didn't know what to do.
She could only hold Evan tightly, in her own way, and kept praying for the boy in her arms.
Perhaps it was her prayer that worked. Just when Evan thought everything was about to end, the magic roaring inside him suddenly found an outlet to release, from which the accumulated power spilled...