The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 523 Dark Lord: Sinner, let me judge your sins

boom!
The blue Fiery Tiger opened its jaws wide and snapped at it.

A large number of dark green killing curses shot at Tom like a rain of arrows.

There was a loud bang, blue light and green light intertwined with each other, chaotic energy, terrifying coercion, and the breath of death mixed with dust in the sky, filled the surroundings.

At the scene, gray dust spread to the surroundings, and the white snow gradually fell all over the sky.

The saints and Death Eaters stared wide-eyed at the Dark Lord who was flanked by both sides in the center of the battlefield.

call!call!call!
The cold wind was howling, and the dust was slowly blown away with the cold wind.

What came into view was a hell skull wrapped in dark red flames.

In the skeleton's hand, he held a magic wand wrapped in hellfire, and sparks kept falling to the ground along with the wand.

The pure white snowflakes that fell all over the sky had already disintegrated into water and mist before approaching a distance of one meter.

As if to explain, the heat of hellfire.

The Dark Lord Grindelwald staring at the flaming skeleton in front of him, his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

He seemed to feel some bad emotion.

call!
Without hesitation, without speaking, he raised the wand in his hand quickly.

The blue Fiercefire turned into a flying dragon and rushed towards the hellskeleton Tom Riddle.

Voldemort on the side didn't make a move. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel fear deep in his heart.

Uncontrollable, as if encountering a natural enemy.

So, watch Grindelwald's temptation with a cold eye.

Roar!
With a roar, the dark blue Fiery Flying Dragon flapped its wings, raised its claws, and slammed at Tom the Hell Skeleton.

Click!Click!Click!
I saw Tom shaking his head left and right, and opened his wand with his left hand to automatically float to his back.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his arms wrapped in flames and grabbed the Fierce Flying Dragon that was rushing towards him.

boom!
A scene that shocked everyone present happened. The huge Fiery Flying Dragon was firmly grasped by the skeleton's arms.

The Hell Skeleton transformed by Tom was even more motionless, as if the flying dragon in front of him was just a little chicken.

next moment.
Zi.!Nourish!Nourish!

The hellskull seemed to be taking a deep breath, and then, the blue Fiendfire turned into two blue flame lines as if uncontrollable.

Then, as if eating noodles, Tom devoured it bite by bite.

The size of the flying dragon is getting smaller and smaller, and the dark blue Fiendfire is getting dimmer.

In less than 10 seconds, the originally huge Fierce Flying Dragon was completely swallowed up.

Click!Click!Click!
After the hellfire sucked Fiendfire, Tom couldn't help but smacked his lips and shook his neck left and right, as if he had drunk a glass of delicious wine.

To be exact, Tom was enjoying the huge power contained in this body at the moment.

power.

strong power.

The strength of this force is really intoxicating.

Tom Riddle stared at the bone hand wrapped around the flames, shaking slightly, clenched slightly, and then stretched out.

Feeling the powerful feedback brought by every beat of his own hellfire, Tom couldn't help being addicted to it.

Even the anger that was forced to transform before was completely forgotten.

Yes, he is full of repulsion and anger about transforming with the help of hellfire.

Because, he knew very well that when he started to use the fire of hell, the whole person would be deeply controlled by Lockhart again.

He had already studied how to get rid of the magic contract, and he had already achieved certain results.

It can be said that escape is in sight.

But now, being flanked by Voldemort and Grindelwald, he had to use the fire of hell to save his life.

It can be said that previous research has basically been in vain.

"Avada Kedavra!"

While Tom was obsessed with studying his own changes, Voldemort cast his best death curse again after seeing that Grindelwald's attack was ineffective.

But
boom!
A large area of ​​dark green shone like a shining star, and the killing curse directly hit the flaming skull.

There were several bang bangs, and at the same time, as if stimulated, the dark red flames of hell swept across the surroundings, drowned, and swept through the flickering green light.

Click!Click!Click!
With a few familiar crackling sounds, the flaming skeleton turned by Tom turned around, and the white skull stared at Voldemort opposite.

The flames of hell burning on his back, as well as dense and slightly blackened black marks, seemed to indicate that the power of the Killing Curse was not worth mentioning.

"Your... soul exudes a seductive fragrance"

The voice was slightly hoarse, but with the flames of hell, it was filled with the pressure of death that ordinary people did not have.

Click!Click!Click!
Without hesitation, with the sound of cracking bones, Tom's flaming skeleton rushed towards Voldemort.

Behind him is a wand wrapped in flames, which also floats behind him.

Seeing the flaming skeletons rushing towards him, the corners of Voldemort's eyes twitched involuntarily.

The other party's form is indeed a bit appalling. Compared with him, the current image is uglier, more ferocious, and more evil.

A skeleton wrapped in flames is running towards him, one can imagine how intrusive such a scene is.

However, feel the constantly beating and entangled flames on the opponent's body, and the breath of death fear that is constantly coming.

Voldemort's nerves were tense already.

Apparate!

The black light flickered, but Voldemort's figure only swayed slightly, without any change in position - the fire of hell disturbed the nearby space early.

Seeing the flaming skeleton that is getting closer and closer, you can even feel the scorching heat.

Voldemort didn't panic, he had already felt the abnormal fluctuations in the space.

Immediately afterwards, the wand in his hand waved quickly, in a graceful arc.

call!
The dark green flame rose suddenly, blinked, and disappeared in an instant.

Where Voldemort was, a Death Eater in a black robe appeared.

And Voldemort's figure quietly appeared where the Death Eaters were originally.

Space replacement!

The apparition just now was just to test the changes in space, to what extent?
After knowing the result, he can come up with the next battle strategy.

When the black-robed Death Eater suddenly realized the change in his environment, he panicked.

And when he saw the flaming skeletons rushing towards his face, and felt the huge death breath that his master had suffered just now, his whole leg went limp in an instant.

His figure was trembling, if it wasn't for the only remaining desire to survive to support him, he might have collapsed on the ground long ago.

"Powder... shattered to pieces!"

Although the voice of chanting the spell was trembling due to fear, he still used his greatest magic power to cast this most familiar spell.

The red light flickered, and the red flame-colored spell shot towards the flame skull.

puff!
I saw Tom's flaming skeleton grabbing forward, forcibly smashing the curse in front of him.

It's like catching a small flame that has just ignited, relaxed and comfortable.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for the Death Eater to react, Flaming Skull grabbed the Death Eater's neck with his left hand and raised it high.

Then... a hoarse voice with a breath of death sounded.

"Sinner...look me in the eyes and let me judge your sin!"

(End of this chapter)