Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 493 Grindelwald's Curse of Fate

Hey, interesting!

Grindelwald, who was mingling with the necromancer crowd, couldn't help but let out a small gasp, as if a little surprised.

He was watching this grand welcome ceremony, but he felt the feeling of being spied on.

Being spied on, originally isn't worth mentioning.

But what surprised him was that with his current strength, he couldn't feel the spy's position.

The thought flashed, and the pupil of the right eye glowed with a faint silver light.

The ability is activated, and the power of destiny quickly spreads secretly towards the surroundings.

Seems to be searching for some kind of trace, some frequency, some kind of connection.

As time passed by, the surprise in Grindelwald's heart was replaced by solemnity.

King of goblins!

Although he still couldn't find the location of the person being spied on, but counting carefully, now the only one who can spy on him and will spy on him is the fairy king who hides in the depths.

It couldn't be that Lockhart was spying on him, so it's better to find him face to face.

Only the king of goblins is left.

Slippery autumn!

Grindelwald commented inwardly.

When he was still in Nurmengard before, he heard the news from the saints that a double master of alchemy and magic came out of the goblins.

Most importantly, according to the news they opened, this goblin has gathered a lot of goblin forces in Germany, France and other regions.

They saints were ready to strike.

But he was surprised to find that the other party suddenly disappeared.

The saints did not continue to pursue it. Grindelwald himself, because fate did not respond, and because there was no major influence, he let it go.

But who would have thought that the other party would actually come to the United States.

Here a greater foundation is laid - the American Necromancer Bankers Association!

Treat the infiltration of the American necromancer community to alarming proportions.

It can be said that the other party is now a veritable king of goblins.

Regarding this, Grindelwald didn't regret it, but he still had some emotion in his heart.

It's true that talents come from all over the world, and even goblins take the initiative to appear such capable people, no, they are goblins.

On the necromancer's side, there are Lockhart and his students, especially the Wanda who has turned on the ability.

They are all new seedlings in the necromancer area.

Much better than his previous era.

The only regret now is that he is a bit old.

But fortunately, he can still live for a long time, and he can continue to study those advanced magic.

Now, when Grindelwald found he couldn't find the location of those prying eyes.

His heart sank gradually, and after searching for a while and found that there was no result, he waved his sleeves.

Whoosh!

Apparate!

In an instant, Grindelwald's figure disappeared.

He's not interested, he'll look like a monkey to the goblin.

The squib necromancer next to him was stunned for a moment, but as if affected by some kind of influence, he didn't notice anything, and even forgot on purpose.

He could only continue to wave the red flag in his hand to welcome Dumbledore's arrival.

Ilvermorny, Charms Lab.

In the spacious space, ten necromancers wearing gray necromancer robes stood in the center of the research room. A pale gold was outlined on their chests, in the shape of a triangle, a ball and a wooden stick.

It is the seal of the saints.

At this moment, the leader, Finos, stood up and reminded everyone: "Although I have full confidence in everyone, I still want to emphasize one point."

"The leader called us here to discover the traces of some people and to break through the prying cover of some things."

"Remove obstacles to our great cause of unifying the necromancer world."

Having said that, Phinos' voice became sharper: "Everyone must work hard, everything is for the saints, for the new order."

After Philos finished speaking, the other saints looked at each other, and their firm eyes seemed to remind each other that I will help the leader complete the task of confession at all costs.

Those who can come here are all selected, and there is no doubt about their loyalty to the saints.

after all

All for the greatest good!

At some point, Grindelwald stood in front of the crowd wearing a white necromancer robe.

"Everyone, please do me a favor."

"I have a spell, and I need everyone to cast it together."

As soon as Grindelwald finished speaking, the saints on the opposite side were completely opposite to what they had just said. They all nodded and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, leader, just say what you need me to do."

"Yes, don't worry, we will do our best."

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After hearing this, Philos cursed secretly in his heart.

He also quickly said as a promise.

At first glance, it is such a confidential task, so it is not good to show loyalty in front of the leader.

If you are careful, you will be automatically quarantined, that would be bad.

And Grindelwald took a glance and knew what everyone was thinking.

But he didn't say much, instead he waved his hand.

call! call!

In an instant, Blue's Fire fell to the ground like a drop of water.

Immediately afterwards, it rose rapidly, outlining a circle of blue flames, surrounding everyone in the middle.

Then, Grindelwald tapped his right foot lightly.

Blue's Fiendfire continued to extend within the circle along a strange trajectory.

In just five or six seconds, all necromancers present found that a large number of blue flame streaks appeared in the area around their feet.

This made them feel a little nervous.

Fiendfire was originally a powerful black magic.

Coupled with the display of his own great leader, a little touch, I am afraid it will be wiped out.

And Grindelwald ignored their thoughts.

The Purple wand emerged in his hand, quickly and powerfully drawing several runes in midair.

At the same time, the pupil of the right eye transforms to Silver White.

A large amount of power of destiny accumulated before, passed through the runes, followed the ritual trajectory, and began to inject the large-scale magic in front of him.

In the eyes of everyone, with the emergence of a mysterious force, the original Blue Fire gradually turned into Silver White.

Silver White's flame did not emit a hot breath, but mixed with a trace of coldness.

More importantly, all necromancers feel a piercing sense of danger.

"Now, obey," cried Grindelwald, "Visualize Turan, King of the Goblins."

At the same time, a majestic goblin face wearing a crown appeared in front of everyone.

Without hesitation, Grindelwald held his wand in his right hand, outlined slightly on his left index finger. White's blood flowed out and floated in mid-air, flying towards the head.

At the same time, the surrounding saints necromancers engrossedly visualized Turan, the king of goblins.

Feel the urgency and thoughts that are gradually spreading outward in mid-air.

Grindelwald nodded slightly, waved his wand, and everyone's concerns about Turan began to be collected.

Purple's sphere of light gradually appeared in front of Grindelwald.

next moment.

buzz

The magic wand swung vigorously, and Purple's spiritual streamer combined with Silver White's power of destiny, constantly beating.

It seems to be connecting to an unknown place, or looking for some connection.

At this moment, Grindelwald sank his mind and focused all his attention on the search for the goblin Turan.

Soon, a white mist began to gradually emerge.

There is a lot of white fog, which even completely obstructs the line of sight.

But with the flick of Grindelwald's wand, the mist gradually dissipated.

A goblin appeared with a black Gold crown, a Black necromancer robe, and a metal scepter.

(end of this chapter)