The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 438 This is the war between the Death Eaters and Kama Taj (second update)
Magic feast.

Obviously, it was Professor Lockhart, no, it should be called Principal Lockhart now, a program prepared for the opening ceremony.

The wizards in their seats straightened up slightly and focused on the group of students in the center of the square.

Some of them cast a spell on themselves to magnify their eyesight, and some can take out a magic prop similar to a telescope to make their vision clearer.

The students led by Ian, Vera, Remy, Wanda and others raised their magic wands one after another.

According to the previous rehearsal, wave the wand at the same time, along the same trajectory, outline elegant lines neatly, the lines are intertwined, cohesive,
next moment.
boom! boom! boom!
With the sound of bangs one after another, magic light bullets of different colors rose into the air like fireworks.

In the blue sky, all kinds of fireworks are released.

Blue, purple, red, green.
Fireworks of different colors are intertwined with each other, rendering the sky a gorgeous pattern.

Sitting in their seats, many young wizards couldn't help showing joyful faces when they saw this scene.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
I don't know who took the lead, and the whole square burst into warm applause.

As for the students who were performing, the corners of their mouths slightly curled up when they heard everyone's warm applause.

Immediately afterwards, Ian, who was in the front row, shouted: "First form, animal world, let go."

After the words fell, the performing students waved their wands again. This time, everyone waved their wands with different trajectories.

But there is a strange beauty in combination.

As they waved their wands, along the trajectory of the wands, lines began to emerge one after another, freezing in mid-air.

Soon, on top of each wizard's head, strange patterns of magical animals formed one after another.

There are blue ball birds, silver unicorns, red flame dragons, light golden phoenixes, and milky white rune horses.
All kinds of magical creatures gradually emerged.

Float in mid-air as students wave their wands, then start moving, flying.

The unicorn ran in mid-air with silver-white halos.

The phoenix waved its pale golden wings, and sprinkled strands of golden brilliance.

The ball escape bird waved its small blue wings, flickering, performing space movement in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, many wizards couldn't help but widen their eyes, watching the gorgeous scene in front of them carefully.

However, a group of Hogwarts teachers headed by Dumbledore, of course, there are other schools, pure blood wizards.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes flashed with thought.

They are different from ordinary wizards. What ordinary wizards see is the magnificence of the scene.

And what they saw was more about the degree of control these students had over magic.

So flexible, vivid, and vividly outlines the appearance of magical animals.

They all show that their degree of control over magic is much higher than that of people of the same level.

Moreover, the patterns of the above various magical creatures, whether it is flight, movement, or demeanor, cannot be said to be completely consistent, but the difference is not bad.

It is enough to show that they have come into contact with many magical creatures.

In a sense, in some respects, this group of students following Lockhart surpassed most wizards of the same age.

"Second form, natural prosperity, let go." This time, Vera's crisp voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the wands in the hands of the students waved again.

The patterns of all kinds of magical creatures flying in mid-air slammed into flashes of light of different colors.

Like raindrops, it gradually sprinkled over the entire square.

When the brilliance fell into the gray marble floor, it didn't disappear, but began to pile up like soil.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a piece of green grass began to emerge on the smooth marble floor.

In the center of the meadow, a clear water pond quietly appeared.

At the same time, in the grass on the square, gorgeous flowers such as red roses and light yellow rhododendrons slowly emerged and grew up.

From a distance, it looks quite beautiful.

What surprised the wizards even more was that with the appearance of these ordinary flowers, more magical plants also began to appear.

There are mint-like white fresh, green mandrakes, lotus-like hellebores, tall whooping willows, devil's net and so on even on the grass.

This scene made many wizards swallow their saliva.

Although I know these are fake, but these magic materials are really valuable.

"Professor Sprout, how do you feel about the imitation of this batch of potions?" McGonagall asked Professor Sprout sitting next to him in a low voice.

As a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts, Sprout couldn't help raising his inquiring eyes when he saw this scene.

"Although it is an imitation, some details are in place." Sprout said with certainty: "This group of students should have been exposed to potions a lot, and they are more attentive than ordinary young wizards."

Dumbledore was not far away, his ears moved slightly, and he heard Spratt's judgment.

In his view, Lockhart had students perform magical animals and magical plants.

It is to show the level of cultivating students from the side.

However, judging from the current performance, it is very good, and even the excellent ones are a bit too prominent.

For the control of magic, this can be exercised through strict training.

As for potions, there are requirements for talents in this aspect, but even higher requirements for teachers.

Otherwise, no matter how high the talent is, if the teacher is too mediocre, the talent will be wasted.

This was also the reason why Snape wanted to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but he always refused. Snape was very talented in potions.

And who trained this group of students?
Not Lockhart.

Lockhart's talent in potions was, well, arguably non-talented.

A list of potion masters came to mind, and Dumbledore corresponded one by one, but he couldn't figure it out.

And at this moment, in a corner in front of the seat.

The two faces were somewhat similar, as if they were brothers' young wizards, watching the performances of the students.

They each had a magic suitcase at their feet.

However, one of them has a calm face, while the other has a very gloomy face, and a trace of resentment flashes in his eyes from time to time.

"Are you sure you want to do it now?"

Although Voldemort was full of killing intent towards Lockhart, there were so many wizards present, and Dumbledore was also there.

He also didn't feel like the right time to make the shot.

Tom Riddle on the side heard it, and said in a serious manner: "This is the best time now."

"You should be able to feel that the curse is deepening day by day. The longer the delay, the greater the danger to us."

"Besides, we are targeting Lockhart, not them. With the reputation of Death Eaters, ordinary wizards dare not make a move."

"As for Dumbledore and the others, I'm here to delay. Delaying for some time is not a problem."

"And you, and your werewolves, dementors, and dark wizards, go directly to Lockhart."

"You don't have that confidence, do you?"

Facing Tom Riddle's aggressive general, Voldemort was naturally not fooled, but after thinking about it, he found that there seemed to be no problem.

In his opinion, the biggest risk is none other than Dumbledore and other wizards.

But, with Tom Riddle resisting, why should he worry?
Something happened, and it wasn't me who was severely injured.

Immediately afterwards, Tom Riddle added another sentence.

"Don't forget, we tried it before, and the door key still works when something unexpected happens."

"And, do you think it would be fun to have Lockhart's students be werewolves?"

Hearing Tom Riddle's temptation, Voldemort's eyes lit up, and his heart moved even more suddenly.

Damn Lockhart, I see your students become the despised werewolves of the wizarding world, what will you do?
While thinking, Voldemort stared at the beautiful scene released by Lockhart's students in the center of the square.

"Okay, according to the plan, let's make a move."

Hearing this, Tom Riddle smiled, holding the magic suitcase in his hand, the magic power surged, and the black shadow flickered.

Apparatus!

The next moment, he appeared in front of a group of wizards in the seats.

At the same time, the magic suitcase in his hand was opened, and a group of Death Eaters in black robes appeared beside him.

But at this moment, the same figure appeared near the center of the square, not far from the students.

Similarly, beside him, the magic suitcase has already been opened.

And what appeared next to him were a group of ferocious werewolves, cold dementors, and dark wizards exuding a dark aura.

Immediately, a dark green light curtain appeared in front of the wizard in the auditorium.

And an elegant voice also spread out.

"Wizards, please keep quiet, next is the battle between the Death Eaters and Kama Taj!"

(End of this chapter)