The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

The top floor of the dilapidated, dark, and dusty Hogwarts castle was lit up with bright lights.

The environment is extremely clean, and even reveals the warm principal's office.

This differentiated environment comparison is a bit weird.

Voldemort and Tom Riddle sitting in a chair in the headmaster's office.

Staring ahead with a half-smile.

"Albus Dumbledore, are you right?"

Over the past 30 years, this scene has repeatedly appeared.

But when Tom's voice fell, there was nothing but the sound of the gust of wind blowing outside the window and the crackling of the fireplace burning.

The entire principal's office was silent.

Voldemort didn't have any annoyance, on the contrary there was only joy on his face.

"Dumbledore, now, no one will remember you."

"Except for those black wizards of Karma Taj!"

"rest assured."

"They're dying."

"After all these wizards are dead, I believe that no one will remember you except me."

Tom Riddle said in a low tone.

The entire principal's office is still quiet, except for the increasingly fierce wind outside.

At this moment, Tom Riddle's smile is getting bigger and bigger.

He seemed very excited.

But there was no movement, the happier he was, the more excited he was, the more excited he was.

Because it's all the more telling...

Dumbledore was about to lose his temper completely.

"Albus Dumbledore, you should be able to sense it more clearly than me."

"The world's anger at traitors, at outsiders."

"So, as the agent of the world, what are you going to do?"

"..."

…………

USA, New York, Blank District.

On the streets of Luno, one after another large trucks drove in.

Correspondingly, this is the departure of residents with smiles on their faces.

Who wouldn't be happy.

After all, the house has been demolished, and each of them will have a huge sum of money as compensation for the demolition fee.

The demolition fee is enough for them to buy a new house, and they can enjoy a relatively good standard of living with the remaining money.

If such a thing, they are not happy.

Then believe that there is nothing in this world that can make them happy.

Of course, it is always unavoidable to encounter demolition of nail households.

There are always some people who want more compensation and want to become fat with one bite.

However, they seem to have forgotten.

Who is the person who demolished this time.

With a flick of their wand, they left happily and voluntarily.

Not even the demolition fee.

So happy, so free.

Vera waved her wand lightly, watching the nail household leave happily.

As a wizard, for a Muggle as an ordinary person.

If you can't do anything, it's really laughable.

I'm afraid Lockhart will have to clean up the door after he finds out.

No way, I really can't afford to lose such a person.

Fortunately, there are no fools among this group of wizards.

In less than a day, the entire building, including nearby shops, left.

I saw the whirring sound of the truck outside, which was loaded with a lot of construction materials.

Standing in front of the window, Vera stared at the large trucks downstairs.

A grievance appeared on his face.

To be honest, returning to the wizarding world this time has been difficult.

First, I discovered that 33 years had passed, and most of my acquaintances had disappeared.

Came to London again and fought Voldemort one after another.

In the end, it was even almost used by Voldemort to destroy the whole of London.

Scene after scene, how can we not make Vera, who has always been proud, feel aggrieved.

But now, just to form the New York Temple, they have to secretly use Muggle companies as shells.

In case Voldemort's men find them.

Back then, they were chasing Death Eaters, chasing Voldemort everywhere.

In Lenovo now, how ironic.

However, no matter how aggrieved she is, Vera's rationality is telling her that she can't let her emotions act.

She is not a fool, the core of everything now is to welcome the arrival of her teacher, Lockhart.

All emotions, all events, have to make way for this.

At this moment, Ian quietly stood beside Vera.

He found out that Vera's condition was not right very early on. As a companion who studied and fought together, he would naturally do his best to help her.

"Vera, as long as the Three Great Temples are established, and as long as Mr. Lockhart comes, everything will be over."

Ian's tone was very firm and full of confidence.

After hearing this, Vera stared at the truck carrying decoration materials below, and nodded slightly in agreement.

"At that time, what we have experienced now will be returned to Voldemort 10 times, [-] times."

Strengthen Vera's confidence and establish future goals.

Ian is so helpful to Vera.

After Vera heard it, her eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Immediately, she turned around and walked towards higher floors. In addition to cleaning the nails, she also needed to set up a magic circle to cover the entire apartment.

At the same time, Vera's crisp voice also came from the front.

"Ian, don't underestimate me, I'm not as fragile as you think."

"I will take revenge with my own hands!"

Hearing Vera's crisp voice in his ear, watching the other person's distant figure, the corners of Ian's mouth curled up slightly.

The next moment, he walked to the window, lifted his toes lightly, and jumped into the void.

call!
The violent wind blew past his ears, and Ian's figure slowly fell to the ground.

Descending in the middle of the truck.

Waves of illusory silver light flickered as the wand waved in his hand.

Covering the surrounding drivers, surrounding pedestrians.

All their memories were altered to remove all traces of magic.

There is only one normal demolition activity, one normal business activity.

Nothing to do with magic, just Muggles.

Muggles are the best protection, even in the reformed Federation.

Compared with the billions of Muggles, even if the number of wizards under the new magic system has increased by 10 times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times.

Still in the minority.

Carter, Snape, and Casillas stood on the top floor of the apartment, quietly watching the scene downstairs.

They are in charge of guarding.

Just in case, if there were indeed Voldemort's minions.notice or rush over.

They have to apply poisonous hands, and at the same time, they also need to eliminate traces.

"Cassilias, I want to confirm again, must three major victories be fully established to call for Lockhart's arrival?"

Carter's voice sounded.

And Casillas looked at the white clouds in the distance, and said leisurely: "The wizarding world's resistance is stronger than we imagined."

"If Lockhart wants to descend, the Three Great Temples must be fully established."

"That's how you can be attracted."

"After all, the current Lockhart is very strong, very strong!"

Casillas' final tone was full of emotion, and he used two strong words in a row to emphasize.

He was full of plans, and he had only met Lockhart for more than two or three years. As a result, the other party had just joined Karma Taj and became a supreme mage.

This leap, no one is envious, no one is jealous.

That is because he and Lockhart are good friends, and their interests are very tightly bound, so it is only emotion.

"Don't worry, Carter, we have to wait until the Three Great Temples because Lockhart is very strong."

"But when the New York Temple came, the restrictions were further lifted, and we could welcome the arrival of other mages."

"Grindelwald and other Karma Taj senior mages will come."

Casillas' voice fell.

Carter on the side nodded slightly and said nothing.

But Snape's eyes became a little dark.

He has been to the New World, and he has also learned about Karma Taj's strength.

Therefore, if Kama Taj really goes all out, I am afraid that Voldemort will really be doomed.

But is this really good for the wizarding world?

Snape harbored a big doubt in his heart.

Especially when Casillas mentioned the wizarding world in his words, there was always a slight sense of condescension and alienation.

Doubt always deepens involuntarily.

Snape wouldn't say much either, after all, everyone was under Lockhart's command.

Compared with his strength, his relationship with Lockhart is more important.

And he couldn't stop anything.

He couldn't possibly turn to Voldemort.

Courting death is not so dead.

Casillas, looking at the clouds in the distance, stared at the scorching red sun.

For some reason, a ray of uneasiness suddenly appeared in my heart, but it passed away quickly.

Careful inspection, but did not find any abnormalities.

Whether it is the external environment or your own mind, there is no change.

In the end, it can only be attributed to one's own illusion.

In the illusory space.

Looking from a distance, colorful clouds drift randomly.

If you zoom in, you can see that these clouds are made up of different points of light.

Every point of light is constantly flickering.

It's just that the flickering frequency is extremely high, forming various colors.

If you are a wizard with a strong soul, if you put your spirit into it, you will find that every flicker is a change of the picture.

These pictures include an unforgettable event of a person, the life of an animal, and once glorious historical events.

Every flickering spot of light is the imprint of fallen beings.

Their memories and their emotions are revealed here at a glance.

And in the middle of this illusory space, a transparent soul exuding a faint golden color floats in it.

The appearance of the soul is like an old man, and his white beard can be clearly seen, dyed with a strand of gold.

Soul's face was expressionless, and his eyes were very indifferent, as if he had no emotion.

It's really weird for ordinary people to see.

If Carter, Snape, Lockhart and others are here.

Everyone will be dumbfounded.

Because the appearance of this soul is exactly Albus Dumbledore.

The disappearing headmaster of Hogwarts!
Dumbledore waved his hand lightly with no expression on his face, and the clouds of various colors around him began to change slowly.

It began to run slowly along several strange trajectories.

The colorful clouds began to condense and turned into silk threads, spreading throughout the entire space.

The thread began to move, faster and faster, faster and faster.

Every thread begins to emit a chaotic mist,
As the chaotic mist became thicker, the multicolored threads began to fade away, as if being consumed.

hum!
A large amount of chaotic mist gathered together, as if it had reached a certain level, with a shallow buzzing sound.

A cloud of chaotic liquid exuding a powerful energy aura appeared in front of his eyes.

In this regard, Dumbledore did not show any abnormality, and seemed to indicate that everything was under control.

I saw this cloud of chaotic liquid slowly drifting towards Dumbledore.

then
call!call!
From around the liquid, a group of transparent flames suddenly rose up.

And the flame is getting bigger and bigger, as if it uses this liquid as fuel.

At the same time, the transparent flames gradually appeared one after another.

In the picture, there are beams of light that soar into the sky, and there are also giants that are as tall as Himalayan peaks.

There are golden thunderbolts flickering, and bloody storms spread around.

The picture is constantly flowing and changing.

fight, fight, still fight
The image of the transparent flame burning seems to be inseparable from the battle.

Here is the heart of the world.

Colorful clouds are the origin of the world.

And the chaotic mist and transparent flame.

It is divination of the future.

The scene in front of him seemed to indicate that war was coming.

However, all of this seemed to be gone, and the expression of Dumbledore's soul changed.

It seems that the war is not important to him.

until
hum!
The huge giant book stretched out from above his head, not like a transparent illusory picture.

No, it should be said to be an illusory kingdom.

There are mountain winds, grasslands, and even life.

Seeing this scene, the screen began to tremble, and the entire space began to become chaotic.

Dumbledore's soul stared intently at the transparent realm above the giant's head.

There was endless killing intent in his eyes.

It seemed to indicate that he and the giant could only live as one.

call!
At some point, the breeze blew past, the chaotic mist was blown away, and the transparent flame had also disappeared.

Dumbledore's soul floated in the center of the entire space again.

Like a robot, he closed his eyes expressionlessly and remained motionless.

At the same time, an unknown wave began to spread from all around the wizarding world.

Sleeping magical creatures, powerful top wizards, etc. all started to move.

London, Commonwealth Wizarding Building.

Voldemort stood silently in front of the attic window.

Overlook the whole of London, the city.

Watch as the post-disaster city repairs at a rapid pace.

suddenly
Accompanied by a very hidden wave covering the wizard mansion.

A faint smile spread across Voldemort's face.

finally come.

He waited, even at the cost of millions of lives in London.

Just for this moment.

Think about him, why can he rule the world?
In addition to its own strength.

The most important thing is to obey the destiny.

No, it should be said to conform to the will of the world.

The world needs unification, and he goes with it.

So it was easy to establish a federal empire.

Now, the world wants to exterminate the invaders.

Similarly, follow the trend and the whole world will help.

He didn't believe that Lockhart could still carry the power of a world.

boom!
The king's stick in his hand was raised lightly, then dropped heavily, and with a bang, an invisible ripple spread throughout the entire building, and quickly expanded outward.

Cover London and travel further afield.

at the same time
Voldemort's voice rang in the ears of all wizards.

"Ring the call of the will of the world."

"Hunting down the invaders from another world headed by Karma Taj."