The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 551 Artificial Destiny's Child, Lockhart with Flooded Mind?

vaguely!

The body became a little heavy, the consciousness began to become blurred, and the memories of the past kept reappearing in front of him like fragments.

What I saw in reality in the past, what I imagined in my dreams, and what I longed for in my heart kept appearing in front of me.

He seemed to see that Hogwarts surrendered to his throne.

He seemed to see Dumbledore's body hanging high on the tip of Hogwarts castle.

He seemed to see Lockhart, his most hated enemy, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Everything is beautiful, yes, it is too beautiful.

Let him be so beautiful that he sinks, forgetting what reality is.

It seems that this moment is heaven, and it is his own world.

Dreamland?

I am imprisoned!

As soon as the thought appeared, it seemed to be swallowed up by some strange object.

Continue to sink, sinking endlessly in the dreamland.

The real world, on the plains outside Durmstrang.

Tom Riddle watched quietly, Voldemort who was suppressed at the bottom by the colorful mountain.

The blood-red mist slowly surrounded the opponent, without any movement, as if he was dormant.

When Tom noticed the serene, comfortable, smug expression on Voldemort's face.

In addition to the coldness in his heart, a trace of fear rose again.

Lockhart is strong again!
Indeed, if it was him, if it was an ordinary wizard, he would be able to make him fall into depression and lose himself in a short period of time.

But the point is, if his enemies are ordinary wizards.

This can be done in a short time.

If it is an elite wizard, it is basically impossible.

And what was Lockhart doing?
He had just appeared on the battlefield, and after he was rescued, he was suppressed, imprisoned, and even let his spirit sink.

His enemy is Voldemort!

Just now, he almost beat his other self.

If Lockhart can take down Voldemort so easily, he can also take care of himself so easily.

Lockhart already viewed himself from a higher perspective.

It's like seeing an ordinary wizard by yourself!
As soon as the idea emerged, it was as unbreakable as the grass took root in the ground.

How do you say it?

Even if he broke free from the shackles of hellfire, it would be difficult to escape from Lockhart's hands, or even worse.

At this moment, a strange change occurred in Tom's heart.

It seems that when he was a child, he saw the picture of Dumbledore practicing magic and teaching himself from the orphanage.

That horror, that incomparable power.

let him……

Give up resistance and follow his heart.

At this moment, Lockhart didn't have time to observe Tom's changes.

Or, even if you know it, you don't care.

His current enemy is not Grindelwald, not Voldemort.

But world awareness!

It was very easy to suppress and imprison Voldemort just now, but these are all appearances.

As long as the world consciousness is willing to support Voldemort, then he will eventually break through.

Just like the Destiny's Child in the novel, the seeds will keep exploding, and will not stop until the enemy can be dealt with.

Therefore, what needs to be done most now is to cut off the other party's connection with the world consciousness while Voldemort is still imprisoned by him.

hum!
Colorful lights flickered in the eyes, and lines of different colors kept appearing and flickering in the eyes.

The bright green that symbolizes life, the cold blue and white, the earthy yellow of the earth, etc. are constantly kicked out of sight.

What was left was a large swath of bloody and golden threads of fate intertwined.

Almost every part of Voldemort's body, from body to soul, is firmly connected or bound.

From a certain point of view, the other party is actually an agent of world consciousness, a puppet.

Lockhart gazed at the bloody and golden threads, and waved his wand.

Bang!
Faintly, a sound like a broken piano sounded.

A blood-gold thread of fate was cut, but Lockhart's expression became ugly.

Leaving aside the cost of cutting the thread of fate, he just cut one.

In an instant, a large number of blood-red warnings appeared in my heart:
[Warning, warning, the world's backlash has intensified, and the world's search power in the nearby area has increased significantly...]

[It is recommended that the host avoid in time and cover his tracks. 】

[Reminder, because the world awareness pays too much attention to the host, it is recommended that the host leave the world of Harry Potter within 7 days. 】

[When the weather calms down, I will choose a time to return @]

A large number of bloody alarms flashed in his heart, and Lockhart couldn't help sighing.

Looking at Voldemort who was suppressed and imprisoned by him in front of him, it was like seeing a pile of garbage that people despise.

You can't touch it, you can't throw it away.

This guy will be resurrected after being killed, and if he wants to cut off contact, he has to risk being backlashed by the world.

but……

Lockhart turned his attention to Tom who was on the sidelines.

Looking at the almost identical faces of the two, an idea came to mind, and the corners of the mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Tom, now there is an opportunity to increase your strength, do you want it?" Lockhart said with a smile.

"No, I'm doing fine now." Unexpectedly, Tom was alerted all of a sudden, and immediately refused.

Tom didn't believe Lockhart's so-called temptation to improve his strength.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

How could it be his turn for something really good.

"Really? You really don't want it." Lockhart said flatly, "I think Tom will be out of the cage after a while."

"I have something to leave here."

"I felt that you might be in danger later, so I helped you."

"Are you sure you don't want to?"

Having said that, Tom gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I want it!"

"What do you need me to do?"

At this moment, Tom wished he could tear Lockhart to pieces.

What the hell, it's no wonder that this kind of persecution is a good thing.

who knows……

"You don't have to do anything, just keep your inner thoughts."

"Yes, it is to keep the anger in my heart and keep the idea of ​​wanting to kill me."

Lockhart said slowly, at the same time, the colorful light in his eyes flickered

When Tom heard this, he was a little stunned, and then his anger towards Lockhart seemed to be aroused all of a sudden.

Some even laughed outrageously!

What is this fellow Lockhart saying, mocking me?
Make fun of my overreaching!

Anger was high, but he desperately restrained the idea of ​​waving the wand in his hand.

Anger is anger, anger is anger, but he is not yet looking for death.

"Yes, keep it up!" Lockhart waved his wand, continuing to elicit the anger and killing intent in Tom's heart towards himself.

At the same time, in Lockhart's sight, the power of dreams permeated the surroundings.

Obscuration, changing Voldemort's connection with Tom.

Let both have the same origin.

No, the two are of the same origin.

Now it just looks more like a whole.

With the wave of the magic wand, at a certain moment, the blood-gold thread of fate twitched.

A small part broke away from Voldemort and spread towards Tom.

Rooted in Tom's soul, body.

But at this moment, Tom still didn't notice it in the slightest.

In other words, only wizards who are proficient in fate and understand the existence of world consciousness can see such a scene.

The blood-gold thread of fate moved slowly, and Voldemort, who was sinking into a dream, suddenly felt that something in him was gradually disappearing.

An inexplicable sense of emptiness permeates the heart.

It overwhelmed him, and it made him even more eager.

The connection of world consciousness cannot be severed.

However, it does not mean that world consciousness cannot be fooled and deceived.

The two Voldemorts originally existed from the same origin.

Applying the power of the dream, concealing the difference between the two, making them one.

Let it mistake Tom Riddle for being Destiny's Child too.

In this way, to some extent, Voldemort's fate was reduced.

Especially when Tom continued to maintain his rejection, anger, and hatred towards himself, the world consciousness would not say anything even if he noticed something abnormal.

After all, who is investing, not investing?

They are all their own bowls, whoever uses them, the point is to be easy to use.

"Tom, the bug cultivated by Voldemort, I cut off nearly half of the connection here and transferred it to you."

"You have to use it well, and don't let Voldemort take it back easily."

Lockhart's flat voice, like a bomb, rang deafeningly in Tom's ears.

Sensing the mysterious connection that suddenly emerged in his heart, he ordered slightly, and saw a small half of the blood-red mist around Voldemort flying towards him.

A sense of novelty and joy filled my heart.

Immediately after...

"Tom, you have to pay attention, a large part of these bugs came from Voldemort's hatred for me."

"So, you have to continue to maintain and even strengthen it. Don't worry, I won't have any opinions."

"Just do your own thing."

Lockhart's voice rang in Tom's ear.

At this moment, Tom Riddle didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

I don't need to hide my hatred for Lockhart, and the other party even asked me to continue to maintain the hatred, and the stronger the better.

The sad thing is that in Lockhart's eyes, his hatred is not worth mentioning at all, and he even has to let the other party comfort him, saying that he doesn't care.

what is this?
Treat him as an insignificant, insignificant person, or tool.

At this moment, for some reason, the hatred and anger towards Lockhart in his heart further increased.

Then, I found that my connection with the blood worm was further strengthened, and some introduction information of the other party even appeared in my heart.

Indistinctly, it seemed that even the hellfire in the depths of his soul had undergone some strange changes.

At this moment, Lockhart was observing Tom's changes in detail.

In his heart, a ray of joy gradually emerged.

Tom, like Voldemort, also began to enjoy the favor of the world, and even under the favor of the world, the fire of hell has also changed.

Although, Tom seems to be turned into a puppet.

However, I felt that the original power of the world was stolen through the secret dream contract.

Lockhart couldn't help feeling very satisfied.

Recently, the dream of the world has changed too much, and it is not easy to sneak in.

Now you can regain the original power of the world.

Although it is a little small, it is not as much as grabbing directly from the dream of the world, but this is undoubtedly a good sign.

Afterwards, I felt that the search for world consciousness continued to expand.

After a few instructions, Lockhart waved his wand and left quickly.

Time is getting tighter now, only a week away.

Really, the roof leaks and it rains.

Watching Lockhart's disappearing figure, Tom turned his head and stared at Voldemort who was suppressed on the ground.

A strange smile appeared on his face.

Just now you wanted to swallow me so much, but now it's not too much for me to swallow you.

tread!tread!tread!
Tom walked in front of the suppressed Voldemort step by step, dispelling the bloodworms around Voldemort.

At this moment, suddenly...

hum!
Rumble!
Under the protection of the world, Voldemort suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Tom who seemed to want to devour him.

A ruthless look flashed across his eyes, and the next moment, his body exploded.

The blood-red mist exploded with Voldemort's body.

Let's die together with you!
A roaring explosion sounded, and the Death Eaters in the distance watched in amazement as a cloud of miniature blood-type mushrooms rose.

Feeling the huge wave of magic power made them a little thirsty.

Just now they saw Lockhart's arrival and rescued their master.

This made them secretly happy in their hearts.

It seems like they've found a suitable camp.

It seems that it is not impossible to return to England in the future and return to his own family.

As for whether the master, whether there is a Lockhart alliance or really surrendered as Voldemort said.

None of this matters.

Most importantly, Voldemort could not be arrogant.

Especially when I saw Lockhart, he suppressed him under a colorful mountain.

Inside is quite a surprise.

However, after Lockhart disappeared, looking at the mushroom cloud in front of them, they couldn't help feeling anxious.

Nothing can happen to the master.

Whether they can return to England in the future depends on the relationship between the master and Lockhart

As the mushroom cloud slowly dissipated, a figure gradually appeared.

Taking a closer look, it was his master, Tom Riddle.

On his surface, a blood-red shield was revealed.

However, the shield seems to be a little broken, so that they can clearly see the master's figure and distinguish it.

At this moment, Tom Riddle's face was very ugly.

The other party actually woke up at this critical moment, and directly chose to blew himself up.

It's just that he would rather commit suicide than let him swallow it.

Of course, Tom also knew deeply in his heart.

Let him swallow it, and the other party may lose the chance of resurrection.

If it blew itself up, it would be a waste of a batch of resources for self-cultivation and resurrection at most.

However, the timing of the other party's waking up was really ingenious.

This made him very suspicious whether someone was playing tricks in the dark.

Don't let him swallow Voldemort.

Otherwise, why did Voldemort wake up when he was about to strike, and blew himself up directly.

What a coincidence, what a coincidence.

As for who, needless to say.

It was that damned Lockhart, the guy who allowed himself to hate him.

Although I don't know if his brain is flooded, Tom will never give up because of this.

But what he doesn't know is...

Lockhart observed this scene through magic from a distance, with a look of pity on his face.

Originally, he wanted to see if there would be casualties between the two Destiny's Children fighting each other.

As a result, looking at the posture in front of him, I am afraid that death is very difficult.

The thought turned, and Lockhart didn't think much about it.

There are still seven days left before he is leaving.

World awareness is now difficult for him to beat, but he must make a good plan before leaving.

Otherwise, the next time he comes, he will most likely face the crisis of death.

(End of this chapter)