Hogwarts: A Magical Elegy
Chapter 341

A Pitiful Wretch Who Couldn't Withstand a Single Blow

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Time was the measure of matter's movement, while space was the fundamental unit that supported matter's existence.

Thus, there was a saying in the Magical World: time was king, and space was emperor.

Chaos Magic was one of the few kinds of magic capable of contending with Time-Space Magic.

But that did not mean the two countered each other.

It merely meant that both could affect one another.

Alice's Time-Space Magic had nearly reached the level of the Dragon of Time and Space.

Its quality was comparable, though its quantity was far inferior.

Cypher's magical prowess was also far above that of an ordinary Auror.

Under such circumstances,

although Alice's time-space magic power had been diluted and integrated into Cypher's magic power,

under Cypher's nearly tangible infusion of magic power,

that thin barrier became an insurmountable heavenly divide for Ross Steve's Chaos Magic.

Even if flowing water could cut through a steel shield, how much pressure would that water need?

Clearly, it was not something Ross Steve, who had only just mastered Chaos Magic, could accomplish.

The move he had used against Cypher appeared grand in scale, but in truth, it was simply the concentration and eruption of chaotic magic power.

At that moment, Ross Steve was stunned by Cypher's methods.

He found it hard to understand how the power he had obtained at such great cost, power beyond anything he could have imagined, had been so easily blocked by Cypher.

Even if Cypher had revealed his true dragon form to resist it, Ross Steve would not have stared blankly in disbelief.

"Absolute Zero Bloom!"

Taking advantage of Ross Steve's daze, Cypher did not simply stand by.

He swung his wand and, for the first time in a long while, cast ice magic with all his strength.

A deep-purple icicle

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