The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

2033, Isle of England, London.

Whether it is day or night, London is still bustling. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a city that never sleeps.

Because, at this moment, London is the center of the world.

Since decades ago, when the great king Tom Riddle conquered the island of England, with mysterious and extraordinary power, he ruled Germany, suppressed the United States, and swept the world.

There is no distinction between countries such as Britain, Germany, and the United States in the world.

Only the Commonwealth, the Commonwealth that rules the whole earth
As the birthplace of the king, the Isle of England naturally became the center of the world, and London was the most central location.

Here, all the dignitaries come and go.

Wizards with mysterious powers are even more prestigious.

call!call!call!
At this moment, with the roar of the wind and the number of high altitudes, the black aircraft flew towards the city center.

On these black aircraft, a clear pattern is engraved on the front.

Above is a skull, and below is entwined with poisonous snakes.

Mark of the Death Eaters!
And the other civilian aircrafts around saw it and hurried out of the way, not daring to block the route of these black aircrafts.

In the end, he looked at the figure of the aircraft leaving with eyes of awe and envy.

This is the real privileged person, the superior person.

Ordinary dignitaries, even the mayor, would lick their faces and smile when they saw it.

Because, with this mark, there is no doubt that he is a wizard with mysterious power, a loyal minister and warrior under the king's command.

At this moment, Lucius Malfoy was sitting in the car, staring ahead indifferently.

Over the decades, everything has changed dramatically.

The former top wizard Grindelwald, Lockhart has long since disappeared.

Even Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts who used to be number one in the world, had not heard of him for many years.

They, the former pure-blood nobles, the Death Eaters hold the power to influence the world.

And all of this was brought about by the former Dark Lord and now the King of the Federation, His Majesty Tom Riddle.

Soon, the black aircraft stopped slowly, as if it knew it had reached its destination.

Today's wizards don't use magic brooms for a long time. When the king rules the world, the magic system is revolutionized again.

What used to be a means of transportation has long since changed.

Replaced by the current Magic Flying Machine.

Lucius tapped the wand on his waist with his right hand, and then walked down.

As soon as he got down, several wizards in black clothes, in good health and exuding slight fluctuations in magic power greeted him.

"Minister Malfoy, the conference room is ready. Minister Crouch, Attorney General Pierce, etc. have all arrived."

These wizards in black lowered their heads and said softly and respectfully.

And Lucius glanced at these wizards, said nothing, nodded slightly, and signaled them to lead the way.

These wizards, in the past, were squibs.

That is to say, the magic system has been innovated, and through meditation, they, a group of squibs, have the opportunity to come into contact with mysterious magic.

Otherwise, right now they are begging for food at the bottom.

A thought flashed through Lucius' mind as he followed the wizard leading the way towards the depths of the building while thinking about what happened to call them over in such a hurry.

He didn't pay attention to the Squib, but thought over and over again, what would be summoned by His Majesty through the Death Eater mark.

This time, the incident happened suddenly. Originally, he was still inspecting the magic industry on the American side, but after receiving the news, he rushed back immediately.

In these years, he has rarely seen this.important order.

I still remember the last time, more than 30 years ago, the raid on the American Council of Magic and the battle to suppress the Muggle nuclear bomb started.

At this moment, suddenly...

tread!tread!tread!
There was a sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground, and the sound was a little hurried, as if a little anxious, but depressing.

When Lucius saw it, he immediately understood that it was Bella, His Majesty's most loyal confidant and admirer.

A woman will naturally do this when she encounters an urgent edict.

If it weren't for the limited space teleportation here, I'm afraid Bella would teleport to His Majesty immediately.

With a flash of thought, Lucius walked quickly to Bella's side.

"Bella, what happened, do you know?"

Lucius inquired in a low voice.

Although both of them are under the command of the Dark Lord, Bella is obviously far superior to himself in terms of loyalty and status.

It's normal for Bella to know some information ahead of him.

Bella glanced at her relative, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, she shook her head, expressing that she didn't know either.

Then he quickened his pace and walked towards the meeting room.

The speculators of these pure-blood families need to be loyal, but they need to be capable, but they are not capable.

In terms of speculation, it is first-rate.

If the two majesties who were once divided had not merged into one, this group of speculators might still be enemies.

Yes, once there were two Voldemorts, now there is only one.

Whether this one devours each other or merges with each other is unknown.

However, when there is only one Voldemort left, such a Dark Lord, such a Tom Riddle.

Regardless of IQ, means, or strength, they have all reached the highest peak in history.

This led to the great cause of almost unifying the world now.

Lucius looked at Bella in front of him, and naturally knew what she was thinking, but he didn't care.

Both belong to His Majesty's command, but the factions are naturally different.

Regardless of whether the two parties are relatives, the other party is obviously a typical diehard faction, and pure-blood wizards like myself will more or less pay more attention to the interests of their own family.

Soon, the conference room where Lucius left, just entered the door of the conference room, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Because he saw that the former Dark Lord, the current king of the Federation, His Majesty Tom Riddle was sitting at the main seat of the meeting.

Seeing this, he quickly quickened his pace and sat down on his seat cautiously.

He didn't dare to say anything, just looked at the small whiteboard in front of him with his name written on it.

Treasurer Lucius Malfoy.

The entire meeting room was silent, no one dared to speak out, and the whole atmosphere seemed very dull.

His Majesty Riddle is right in front of him, if he doesn't speak, who dares to speak.

No matter how subtle the voice was, even through magic power transmission, in front of him, it was like shouting loudly.

Even they restrained themselves not to look into Tom's eyes and have bad thoughts.

Otherwise, in front of a master who absorbed spiritual thoughts, there would be no secrets.

Time passed by 1 minute and 1 second, and soon, all the seats in the meeting room were full.

Quietly waiting for His Majesty Tom Riddle's lecture.

"Everyone is here, let's get into the topic."

Tom's flat voice sounded, making everyone look serious.

Obviously, the matter is very important, and His Majesty doesn't even want to say a word of gossip.

"We have some old friends who are coming back." Tom Riddle tapped his fingers on the table and said in a flat tone.

Then, say a name.

"Goldoy Lockhart, Grindelwald..."