Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 495 Tied Dumbledore to his carriage

boom!

"Iron armor protection!"

The moment the potion bottle containing the euphoria potion shattered, Wayne instinctively used the Iron Armor Charm to protect himself.

However.

hum!

For some reason, the magic power circulating in the body was suddenly blocked slightly.

Just a slight touch, but very cleverly pushed the spell to collapse.

I saw the sharp fragments of the potion bottle scratching my face, and some even flew towards my eyes.

If it weren't for him to close his eyes tightly, and to remodel his own eyes before.

Otherwise, it is impossible to be blind for a while.

Enemy attack!

This was the first thought that came to Wayne's mind, but it was overturned the moment it came to mind.

Why is the leader's place so vulnerable to enemy attacks? Besides, whose enemy's attack effect is so weak.

In an instant, the curse appeared in Wayne's mind again.

This possibility quickly dominated the mind.

Maybe it was the Magic Congress who cast a curse on him, after all, there are quite a few Aurors in his hands.

Without hesitation, Wayne didn't care about the status of the little necromancers, and threw himself a few spells to check the status.

At this moment, the little necromancer stared at this famous potions professor in a daze.

Professor Wayne even blew up the bottle while refining the potion.

For some reason, they wanted to laugh inexplicably, and their minds were full of imagination.

Once they blow up a bottle, they have to write a paper at least, and they have to stand for a week in severe cases.

And Wayne as a professor, isn't he?

Just as they seemed to be watching a play, they looked at Professor Wayne and tried to cast spells of different colors on themselves.

suddenly

boom!

There was a loud bang outside the classroom.

The little necromancers trembled instantly.

At this moment, Wayne was also shocked, he had no idea that such a thing would happen in the place where the leader was.

Enemy attack!

Naked enemy attack!

The thought came up again, this time it was deeply rooted.

"Hide, pay attention to hide."

Wayne snapped at the little necromancers.

The wand waved, and an iron armor spell protected the area where the little necromancers were, followed by another illusion spell, and the little necromancers disappeared completely.

At this moment, Wayne calmed down a little, then looked at the window, cast a Shattering Curse, broke the glass, and rushed out.

In any case, first see who the enemy is.

It's best to be able to grab a tongue and ask a question or two.

However.

puff!

Just after stepping over the glass, his left foot fell to the ground, but instead of feeling a sense of firmness as usual, it sank directly.

With a puff, if he hadn't reacted quickly and cast a floating spell, he might almost have fallen a shit right now.

Several accidents in succession made Wayne's heart sink.

The enemy seems to be focusing on him.

Immediately afterwards, Wayne dismissed the thought once again.

because

boom! boom! boom!

From other classrooms in the castle, several necromancer professors rushed out like him.

Several of them looked even more miserable than him. It could be said that his face was covered in blood.

And to Wayne's surprise.

Although all this looks very much like an enemy attack.

But why doesn't anyone show up?

Boom!

Wayne had just lifted himself up when a bell rang.

Immediately, Wayne felt like a breeze was blowing, and there was a cool feeling all over his body, which made people addicted.

The whole body is even lighter, and the mood can't help but become a little happy.

Like drinking a few drops of Felicia.

The next moment, a black-robed figure exuding a powerful aura appeared in their eyes.

"Meet the leader!"

Seeing the great leader Grindelwald appear, all the necromancers present, all the necromancers bowed their heads in respect.

At this moment, Grindelwald's face was a little livid, and he was in his vision of fate.

The whole of Ilvermorny is caught in a turbulent fate.

He could clearly see the traces caused by a large number of Gold arrows passing through Ilvermorny, igniting the fire of fate, and stirring the trajectory of fate.

Let the entire sea of ​​fate fall into chaos in constant shock.

If it weren't for him, he would originally be in Ilvermorny, a stable sea of ​​fate.

As the shock of fate intensifies, Professor Necromancer can survive these things, but the crisis of the little Necromancer may become more and more serious.

These are all the seeds of the future of his saints.

At this moment, although Grindelwald was furious inside, he couldn't help but sighed.

The curse of fate is interrupted.

There is no way, how could he act as if nothing had happened when he felt such a strong fluctuation of fate in Ilvermorny.

A light purple magic wand emerged in his hand, and as Grindelwald continued to wave it, one after another light gold runes related to fate emerged one after another, falling into the turbulent sea of ​​fate in Ilvermorny.

Observing that the sea of ​​fate gradually returned to calm, Grindelwald nodded slightly at the crowd, then cast Apparation and left.

At this moment, the professors of a kind of necromancer glanced at each other, and seemed to have lingering fears.

Afterwards, he said hello a few times and returned to his classroom without saying anything.

They also have to see if there are any negative effects on the little necromancers.

After all, after teaching for so long, raising a cat can create feelings, let alone raising a necromancer.

Magic Congress, Auror condolence room.

I don't know when it started, Chenos specially set up a condolence room for disabled Aurors.

Aurors whose bodies were severely injured.

They were basically injured on duty, and almost lost most of their combat abilities. It is no exaggeration to say that they are heroes.

At this moment, Chenos took Dumbledore to condolences to the disabled Aurors lying on the hospital bed, and introduced him constantly.

"Chief, he is Jaymo." Chenos pointed to the Auror with a broken leg on the bed: "This is the dark curse he suffered when he was fighting the Saints."

"If I didn't break my leg in time, I'm afraid the whole person would be useless."

Having said that, Chenos scolded the saints angrily, but did not continue to say anything.

However, Dumbledore could clearly sense the hatred towards the saints emanating from the entire Magic Council.

Dumbledore couldn't help but marvel at the purity of this emotion.

It doesn't seem to be formed naturally, it is more like artificial modulation, as if prepared for some kind of magic.

From it, Dumbledore can even see traces of goblin magic.

It seems that the American necromancer industry has developed quite a lot over the years.

Then I watched a few Oroqenos, and subtly emphasized the hateful appearance of the saints and Grindelwald.

He took Dumbledore out of the Auror condolence room.

The next stop Chenos planned was for Dumbledore to see the status of the little necromancers.

Well, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, the influence of the little necromancer on him may not be small.

Chenos wanted very much to tie Dumbledore to this carriage of his own.

With Dumbledore, not only can you face saints and Grindelwald, but you can also stand up straight when facing goblins, without fear of any threats.

At the moment, suddenly, Dumbledore's voice came from the front.

"Chenos, how is your Speaker Jack?"

(end of this chapter)