Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 316 The Return of Grindelwald and Voldemort (Triple in One)

"They're all dead, how is that possible?"

"What do Aurors eat? When people are in front of them, accidents will happen."

"What was the cause of death? Who did it?"

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As the young necromancer spoke in a panic, the surrounding Wizengamot members stood up one after another and questioned dissatisfiedly.

Yesterday Lockhart returned with the necromancer captives to the Ministry of Magic, and everyone knew about it, even in the newspapers.

As a result, on the second day, it was all over, and the slap in the face was too fast.

Then, members of the Wizengamot from some pure-blood families looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts.

They don't seem to have arranged for anyone to do it.

But it's good for someone to do it, at least it will eliminate a lot of hidden dangers.

I don't know which good person it is, dare to do it directly.

As their thoughts turned, they also began to question.

Well, people are dead anyway, it's time for a show.

clang! clang! clang!

"Silence! Silence!"

Judge Miller rang the bell again, calling for silence.

To be honest, she was a little speechless.

For the first time in so many years, it is the first time that we need to remind everyone to be quiet at such a high frequency.

Soon, everyone sat down quietly.

"Albert Kingsley, explain what's going on."

After the young necromancer Alberto heard this, the panic on his face gradually calmed down.

At the same time, I also felt a little inexplicable in my heart.

What's going on today? Is it so easy to panic? Judge Myrdal should have been whispered.

But there was no time to think deeply, because Judge Myrdal called his name here.

"Albertu, explain the current situation to all the members of the Wizengamot."

"Okay, Judge Myrdal." Alberto said immediately.

"Everyone, just now I went to the Auror to call for the captives."

"In the end, when I arrived at the room where the prisoners were held, I didn't say a few words before I saw them howling in pain."

"It was found that their facial features were constantly bleeding, and the black mist was emitted around their bodies."

"The Auror next to him said it was black magic. He kept casting various counter-spells, but there was nothing he could do."

"The last seven captives were basically reduced to a piece of dry bones."

Alberto's trembling voice described the cruel scene he saw, making the surrounding necromancers frown.

Typical black magic, and it is very likely to be a trigger type, or a curse type, it is possible.

The death of these prisoners was miserable, and the Auror was helpless, which showed that this was definitely a top-notch black magic.

And right in the Ministry of Magic, you know, the Ministry of Magic has been cast with countless defensive spells over the years.

To be able to break through so many shackles and cast them is definitely a top black necromancer.

Thinking of this, the faces of some Wizengamot members of pure-blood families changed slightly.

As if thinking of someone.

At the moment, suddenly.

"Albertu, I would like to ask, are the three sheep I brought still alive?"

"Also, can I take the liberty to look at your memory? Some details may be distorted based on description alone."

"I have some guesses, but I need to look at your memories of the scene, or the memories of other Aurors."

Alberto followed the voice and looked to the side, exactly what Lockhart requested.

Facing Lockhart's request, Alberto hesitated.

It's not a good thing to be recalled by someone. If you don't pay attention, there will be memory problems or others will be seen.

That Rango Marcos is a classic case.

Thinking about it, Alberto said, "Professor Lockhart, about the three sheep you brought, wait a moment, I'll go back and ask."

Well, keep your mouth shut about memory.

As he said that, Alberto ran back, but after running a few steps, he turned around and came back.

because

A middle-aged necromancer with a medium build, a little fat, and wearing a suit, walked slowly.

It was Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic.

As the Minister of Magic, under the custody of many Aurors in the Ministry of Magic, if someone died, it would be a slap in the face.

He has only been in office for less than two years, and this kind of thing happened, and he was about to go crazy.

He can even imagine, if there is no intervention, what news will be written in the Daily Prophet tomorrow?

He came here this time to reduce the impact. As the source of the incident, he must arrive as soon as possible.

For Lockhart's question, Fudge naturally knew, after a moment of pondering, he said in a deep voice.

"Professor Lockhart, you brought three sheep, because the spellbreaker has not broken your spell, and you are still in the process of breaking it."

"I'll get someone to bring it here immediately to undo the spell."

"As for memory."

Fudge reached out his hand to greet Alberto, whispered a few words in his ear, and then said with a smile: "Professor Lockhart, you can check his memory just now."

Hearing what Fudge said, Lockhart was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the Minister of Magic was quite cooperative.

Immediately, he nodded slightly, and he was not polite, and praised: "As expected of the Minister of Magic, he does things cleanly and neatly."

"I believe that under your leadership, we will usher in a brand new future."

Well, if you say a little more, you won't lose a piece of meat.

Hearing what Lockhart said, Fudge smiled.

Isn't this Professor Lockhart as difficult to get along with as those purebloods said?

It seems that it shouldn't be a problem for him to help suppress the public opinion of the Ministry of Magic.

As the Minister of Magic, it is natural to solve the source of the problem.

The other members are easy to talk about, and they all have a certain relationship. Let them minimize discussions, and it will never be a problem.

However, as far as Lockhart is concerned, he was the one who caught the person and he was also on trial. If something happens, it is really easy to go wrong.

Fudge, the first thought is to try to appease.

During his tenure, peace and stability are better.

Only in this way can he continue to be re-elected.

Afterwards, Fudge and Lockhart briefly exchanged a few words and hinted a few words.

Seeing that Lockhart said there was no problem, he greeted the side with peace of mind.

This time Dumbledore also came, although he was a little disgusted, worried, and even afraid of the huge influence behind Dumbledore.

But this does not prevent him from asking Dumbledore for advice and using Dumbledore's influence to do things.

Dumbledore was a little helpless when he saw Fudge in front of him, but he also said a few words.

At the moment

Baa! Baa! Baa!

The sound of sheep sounded, and an Auror, holding three red ropes in his hand, pulled forward.

The three sheep behind them felt the stabbing pain of the red rope around their necks, and cried out in struggle, but they had no choice but to move forward along the rope.

"Professor Lockhart, I brought you a sheep, take a look."

When Lockhart saw the sheep, the corners of his mouth curled up, he waved at the Auror, and said, "I'm in trouble."

At the same time, in the eyes of everyone, the magic rope in Auror's hand disappeared and resurfaced in Lockhart's hand.

This scene made the hearts of many necromancers sink.

Cast without a staff! !

Now, the only thing that is uncertain is what level of combat power Lockhart can achieve without a wand.

"Minister Fudge, do you have anything else to say? If not, then I will start to break the curse."

Hearing Lockhart's reminder, Fudge nodded, looking at the three sheep with great interest.

He had heard that there was nothing the rescuers could do, and he even thought it was a prank.

Because these three sheep have no magic power fluctuations, and there is no trace of the shapeshifting spell, as if they are three sheep.

At the same time, Dumbledore narrowed his eyes.

With his level, it seems that he can only see some clues.

He started out with shapeshifting spells and entered Hogwarts. In this regard, his research is not in-depth.

But these three sheep, if he sees the soul, are almost perfect.

Lockhart didn't care about this, his feet touched the ground lightly and moved slightly.

In an instant, a field of pale Gold enveloped the three sheep in front of them.

necromancer ability - rewrite reality!

As soon as the thought changed, the three standing sheep began to gradually change their shape, from a flock of sheep to a human shape.

The horns on the head began to shrink, revealing a head full of white hair.

The white wool also slowly disappeared, turning into old skin.

Limbs turned into hands and feet, touching the ground.

Soon the three sheep turned into three men chasing Lockhart.

Lockhart frowned slightly when he saw the exposed old skin of the three, and waved again.

Black's necromancer robes emerged from the three of them.

However, the three people who stood up stared blankly, as if they had already died.

The necromancers around also seemed to see something.

because

The three of them only had slight fluctuations in magic power, as if they were - squibs.

"I'm very sorry, Minister Fudge." Lockhart said apologetically, "After all, I created this spell not long ago."

"So there may be some negligence that affected their magic power, causing them to seem to lose their magic ability."

"But it's not a big problem. They can recover through meditation later on."

Hearing what Lockhart said, the surrounding necromancers shuddered and took a step back subconsciously.

Killing and punishing one's heart, this is killing one's heart and punishing one's heart!

They didn't believe the magic that Lockhart said was affected by the spell.

This is blatant revenge.

He also told them that recovery can only be achieved through meditation.

Slapped in the face.

They wanted to say something to refute, but when they thought of the mental pressure that Lockhart had brought to them just now, they were all silent.

When Fudge heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say.

After all, these are captives, prisoners.

The only thing worthy of praise is that they are all old necromancers from pure blood families, and their influence is not weak.

However, the matter has come to this point, and there is nothing he can do.

"Three necromancers, tell me about Grindelwald."

Seeing that no one spoke, Lockhart asked Herman, the three necromancers, without any hesitation.

But since Herman and the others found out that they had lost their magic ability, they were more than heartbroken.

He didn't want to say anything, and even thought about dying.

Seeing that the three were not cooperating, Lockhart pouted.

"Everyone, it seems that these three have a deep relationship with Grindelwald, and they are unwilling to disclose any information." Lockhart said to the crowd.

"In this way, I have developed a magic that can project their memories over. Would you like to see Grindelwald with your own eyes?"

"Minister Fudge, what do you think?"

At this moment, Cornelius Fudge, when he heard Grindelwald, was a little dazed.

Shouldn't there be talk about Lockhart stealing research and casting the Unspeakable Forgiveness Curse?

How did it get to Grindelwald?

In an instant, he felt that the whole thing was a little complicated.

But Lockhart saw that everyone didn't respond, and he just took it as their acquiescence.

Stretching out his right hand, pointing his fingers at the three of Herman, flicking lightly, three silvery-white silk threads sank between the eyebrows of the three at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the thread was submerged, with Lockhart making a strange gesture with his right hand, he pulled it back again.

Under the gaze of everyone, three miniature silver white light balls were slowly pulled out by the silk thread, and then slowly floated in front of everyone.

Without Lockhart's introduction, they knew that this was the memory of the three of them.

Immediately afterwards, Lockhart reminded: "Everyone, pay attention, the following are all projections, and they will not attack anyone."

After hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, while Lockhart waved directly.

puff!

In an instant, the three silver-white light spheres turned into streaks of silver-white mist with a puff, and then expanded rapidly as if they were stimulated by some kind.

Soon, the entire Wizengamot courtroom was filled with a mist of silver White.

Maybe it was Lockhart's reminder, everyone didn't panic, but Dumbledore looked at it with interest.

Lockhart's magic is much easier to use than the Pensieve.

Alas, I really don't know how he researched it.

It's a pity that Hogwarts' Heritage Library didn't find much information, or else they could get some clues about the runes.

While Dumbledore was thinking.

The fog gradually dissipated, but the entire space scene turned into a world of ice and snow.

It is the ice and snow wilderness area of ​​Norway.

Soon, in the eyes of everyone, the scene of Lockhart and Herman confronting 17 pureblood necromancers appeared.

Then

Everyone saw that Lockhart used space magic to transfer a large amount of magic spells from the enemy, and seventeen necromancers were dead or disabled.

This silenced everyone.

What made them even more terrified was that Lockhart's fight against the three of Herman was crushing.

A flood of spells, including the Killing Curse, rained down on Lockhart.

But they were all defended.

Even the Killing Curse seemed to be broken.

This made everyone feel a little dreamy, and Dumbledore was also very surprised.

They were able to clearly discover that the magic Lockhart cast was different from theirs, and was entirely based on the research of runes.

In other words, this is all Lohar's own magic.

The power of the new spell, as well as Lockhart's crushing combat power, made them subconsciously feel awe and longing.

That is the desire for runes, and with a little guidance, it can be transformed into a desire for a new magic system.

Sensing everyone's emotions, Lockhart nodded slightly.

Soon, in the eyes of everyone, the three of Herman fled crazily.

But under Lockhart's spell, there is no ability to resist, and it turns into a sheep.

In this way, many members of the Wizengamot are quite emotional. If they were, they would have died long ago.

At the same time, most of them knew that this was a demonstration by Lockhart.

The object of the demonstration is undoubtedly the group of people from the pure-blood family, while the others are just incidental.

Seeing this, Dumbledore seemed to understand a little bit.

Lockhart, like Grindelwald, is both Awakening his own necromancer ability.

While everyone was thinking, they only heard Lockhart remind again.

"Guys, Grindelwald is coming."

Hearing this, everyone froze.

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, saw the scene just now, and his heart was full of thoughts. He felt a faint fear of this Professor Lockhart in his heart.

People really dare to kill, and directly turn the enemy into a beast, then abolish the magic power, and become a squib.

This move by Duan Ye is really ruthless.

The most important thing is that this guy has been following the rules on the surface, and others want to pick thorns, but there is no way to pick.

He is not afraid of a good person like Dumbledore, but he is afraid of a ruthless person with a white face and a dark heart.

While thinking, he saw the screen change, and a middle-aged necromancer reappeared.

Then came the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic and members of the Order of the Phoenix.

But in their eyes, except for Moody and others who had clear faces, the others were blurred.

At the moment when they were puzzled, Lockhart's apologetic voice came from next to their ears again.

"I'm very sorry. Some people are my friends. They came here to help me this time. They are unwilling to disclose their information, so I respect their wishes."

Hearing this, everyone didn't say much.

While Dumbledore nodded slightly, Lockhart's heart was still the same.

It wouldn't be a good thing for him if the identities of members of the Order of the Phoenix were leaked?

Immediately, he continued to focus on Grindelwald.

He was curious, how has he changed in these years?

Soon, the magic of Lockhart and Grindelwald collided.

Even though it was a projection, they seemed to be able to feel the tension in the atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, there was another competition of spells.

The two waved their magic wands, and a large number of spells collided with each other ingeniously to cancel each other out, causing everyone to take a deep breath.

It demonstrates the surging magic power and exquisite control of the two.

At this moment, there is hardly much doubt in their hearts.

And the appearance of Fiendfire later on made some familiar Wizengamot members show inexplicable expressions on their faces.

They have personally experienced the era of Grindelwald, when the entire necromancer world panicked, and even the necromancer world war was imminent.

In the end, the tacit truce between the two, and

Grindelwald reveals his true colors.

Familiar faces appeared again, and everyone had heated discussions.

Grindelwald really appeared, there is no doubt about it, where they go, this is a thought that needs to be pondered.

However, someone soon set their sights on Lockhart.

Dumbledore was old and Lockhart was in his prime.

There is no doubt that how to choose the heart has a general tendency?

Sensing the change in everyone's inner emotions, Lockhart said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I think we should be prepared for the reappearance of Grindelwald."

"As far as I understand, the last time Grindelwald didn't wreak havoc in the UK, it won't necessarily be the case this time."

Hearing what Lockhart said, the faces of the people showed distress.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for everyone to discuss, Lockhart said again: "Everyone, the matter of Grindelwald has been proven."

"Next, we should address the incident regarding the death of the necromancer captive."

With that said, Lockhard asked Fudge here: "Minister Fudge, I will now check the memory of Alberto Necromancer to find out the truth for the Ministry of Magic."

Hearing this, Cornelius Fudge, who had just reacted, nodded subconsciously.

He just felt powerless now that Grindelwald had appeared.

Why can't there be peace during his tenure?

And Lockhart directly greeted Alberto beside him: "Albert, don't be nervous, there is no danger."

"Okay, okay, Professor Lockhart." Thinking of what Minister Fudge said just now, Alberto gritted his teeth and nodded, and said nervously, "You must be careful."

Seeing this, Lockhart nodded slightly, then stretched out his index finger, and tapped Alberto's forehead lightly.

In an instant, a silver thread emerged and sank into his forehead. Similarly, a dangerous silver ball was pulled out very quickly.

With Lockhart in control, the mist of Silver White once again filled the entire courtroom.

The scene changed, and everyone came to the Ministry of Magic, in front of the detention room.

Watching Alberto knock on the door lightly, and then pull the door to enter, he said to the guard Auror sitting inside.

"All Aurors, I was ordered by Judge Miranda to bring these necromancer prisoners to the courtroom for interrogation."

While talking, he looked at the captured necromancer prisoners in the opposite glass wall.

After hearing this, the Auror nodded and was about to say something.

At the moment, suddenly.

"Ahh."

"Oh save me save me"

In the eyes of everyone, the captives who were concerned about the necromancer wailed in pain.

The blood vessels on the body were extremely conspicuous, as if they were constantly expanding, and bright red blood flowed out along the five sense organs.

At the same time, wisps of Black mist began to diffuse over the surface of their bodies.

It made everyone present frowned.

Seeing this, Lockhart waved lightly.

The whole picture stands still.

The surrounding Judge Wizengamot saw this scene and began to communicate.

And Fudge even whispered to Dumbledore next to him, "Principal Dumbledore, can you see what black magic this is?"

"Sorry, I need to take another look." Dumbledore shook his head slightly and said.

Then Dumbledore took a step forward and walked up to the necromancer who jumped to the black magic curse.

He reached out and tried to touch the black mist that permeated the surface of his body.

But after all, it is a picture, a hand passing through.

but

As if sensing something, Dumbledore's pupils shrank.

He suddenly discovered that a black magic imprint appeared on the arm of one of the necromancers.

And this magic imprint has a skull on the top and a snake on the bottom.

Exactly—the mark of the Death Eaters!

"Lockhart, you go back to the memory and freeze the picture at the moment when the black magic erupted."

Dumbledore greeted Lockhart, his tone becoming cautious.

The surrounding Wizengamot members and Minister of Magic Fudge also set their sights on Dumbledore.

It seems to know that Dumbledore has found some traces.

And Lockhart, with a faint smile floating on his face, waved his hand casually, and the whole picture began to reverse slowly.

"stop!"

The moment the black magic erupted, Dumbledore immediately shouted, and Lockhart also immediately stopped the picture.

The other necromancers focused their attention on the necromancer opposite Dumbledore. They knew that these eight achievements were traces discovered by Dumbledore.

"Lockhart, start slowly, and the picture will slow down a bit, fully showing the whole process of black magic erupting."

Dumbledore told Lockhart here.

As for Lockhart, naturally he would not reject it, and started the screen slowly.

In the eyes of everyone, the necromancer in front of Dumbledore started to howl, and the signs of black magic erosion on his body were the most obvious.

Soon, the people around the necromancer also wailed.

Everyone clearly saw that all the necromancer captives started howling one by one, as if infected by a virus.

The signs of black magic erosion on his body became more and more obvious, and the black mist permeated his whole body, as if devouring flesh and blood, his whole body became thinner and thinner.

Without Dumbledore's explanation, everyone knew that the source of this crisis was the necromancer in front of Dumbledore.

As the picture slowly changed, everyone could clearly see the entire process of black magic erosion.

"stop!"

suddenly, Dumbledore cried, and Lockhart immediately freezes the picture again.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then turned to everyone and said, "Everyone, I'm afraid everyone is going to hear some bad news."

"Albus, tell me."

"Dumbledore, what happened?"

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Fudge and all the members of the Wizengamot spoke one after another.

"Everyone, take a look at this necromancer's arm." Dumbledore gently pointed to the necromancer's arm.

Under Dumbledore's reminder, everyone clearly saw a mark appearing on the necromancer's arm.

They are very familiar with this mark.

At the same time, Dumbledore's serious voice came from his ear.

"Everyone, we must be vigilant, the Dark Lord Voldemort is back!"

(end of this chapter)