Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

call! call!

The breeze came, blowing on the green lawn.

The golden sunlight was scattered everywhere, and some small magical creatures were lazily lying on the lawn, seeming to feel the peaceful atmosphere at the moment.

At the moment, suddenly.

On the emerald green lawn, a colorful halo emerged, exuding a mysterious and dreamy atmosphere.

The gate of dreams!

In the blink of an eye, the aperture turned into a door, which opened slowly, and the opposite side of the door looked like a bedroom.

"I found a quiet place, which is more suitable for the resurrection ceremony." Lockhart said gently.

After the voice fell, he went directly through the dream gate in front of him.

Snape followed, walking impatiently.

And Sirius, McGonagall, Remy and others also entered in turn.

Harry was the last one to go in, because he looked at the dream gate in front of him, and somehow felt a kind of intimacy and familiarity, as if some kind of power was calling him.

He hesitated a little, and lightly touched the dream door in front of him, the magic power in his body began to surge slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of pictures kept pouring into my mind.

Towering castles, dark jungles, blue oceans, barren rifts

In an instant, it seemed that a vast, grand and dreamy world opened up in Harry's heart.

But then, it seemed that some kind of force sensed Harry's presence and cut off suddenly.

And Harry just came back to his senses, looked at the dream gate regrettably, and then stepped in, entering the place of the resurrection ceremony in front of him.

On the emerald green lawn, at some time, a high platform made of marble was quietly erected.

Lockhart climbed to the top of the platform step by step.

Snape and the others followed closely behind, standing on the edge of the high platform, quietly watching the scene in front of them.

The breeze blew up, and the golden sun shone on the marble high platform.

With Lockhart as the center, everyone quietly stood in a circle.

Lockhart looked around, stopped his eyes on Harry and Snape for a second or two, and then looked away.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his magic wand, pointed it lightly in the air, and waved it again.

boom!

The originally blue sky suddenly became colorful.

The power of the dream came crashing down.

In an instant, everyone only realized that the scene had changed.

The original blue day quietly disappeared, replaced by a dark night.

The high platform was also replaced by a house, and everyone stood in front of the gate.

Some looked complicated, some couldn't believe it, and some were full of remorse.

Looking at the familiar room, Sirius couldn't help lowering his head and covering his cheeks with his hands, as if crying some kind of regret.

This is

Secret room!

It is the secret room of James and Lily.

At the same time, it was he who personally gave the address of this secret room to Pettigrew Peter.

This is the root of everything that happened, and it is also the turning point of the future.

The tragic death of Harry's parents, the demise of Voldemort.

It seemed that the entire necromancer world sacrificed Harry's parents in exchange for ten years of peace.

Mag stared at everything in front of him, wanting to see the loopholes in the environment here.

True time travel is impossible.

Meg could, pretty sure.

So there could only be an illusion here, some kind of living fantasy.

Snape stood outside the door, motionless, neither daring to move forward nor back.

It seemed that what happened next was a major blow to him, or in other words, his nightmare that lasted more than ten years began.

hum!

The opposite is true when the weather becomes overcast. A golden light appeared slightly.

This golden light was so conspicuous in the eyes of Snape and McGonagall.

But the other necromancers who live nearby don't seem to notice anything.

Immediately after

The black light flashed, and the chubby figure of Pettigrew Peter appeared in front of everyone.

And behind him were more than a dozen Death Eaters in black robes.

Peter Pettigrew bowed his head and said to the master in front of him, "Master, the Son of Prophecy is inside."

"Except for Dumbledore, no one from the Order of the Phoenix can find it here."

At this moment, Voldemort's skin is a little pale, but he still maintains a basic human appearance.

Nodding slightly to Peter Pettigrew.

He casually took the note that he had prepared and glanced at it, the corners of Voldemort's mouth slightly curled up.

Now, Dumbledore, the Order of the Phoenix, and the carefully set up safe house are revealed.

And he will break the prophecy and become the true king of the necromancer world.

tread! tread! tread!

Footsteps sounded, and Voldemort walked into the door, waved his hand, the door was opened, and then entered.

The Death Eaters behind them entered one by one, while McGonagall, Snape and the others who were watching all of this entered one after another.

They seemed to guess something, but neither said it.

Crackling!

boom! boom! boom!

boom! boom!

Soon, the sound of the shattering spell came from the safe house, loud shouts, and broken furniture intertwined.

This made Snape close his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly, while Sirius followed the sound and walked deep.

They seem to know what's going to happen next.

The pale Voldemort stood in the middle of the bedroom, and the baby Harry was lying on the cradle, shaking slightly in the corner with inertia.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Ink Green's curse light flashed quickly, and it was replaced by James Potter's body.

"James, James."

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Lily, who was imprisoned, stayed aside, and screamed in disbelief, with deep despair in her voice.

Seems to know that her husband is dead.

At this moment, Voldemort heard this stupid woman yelling in his ear.

A little impatient, but still suppressed.

After all, his most loyal servant is begging him to let this woman go.

He still agreed to this little thing.

Still, the child must die, and the prophecy must disappear.

Voldemort cast his eyes on the baby Harry Potter in the corner.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

There was the sound of the baby crying, as if he knew his father was dead.

The little hands are constantly stretched out, as if struggling or crying.

At this moment, Harry Potter stood aside, looking at the baby himself, and subconsciously touched the lightning scar on his forehead.

Seems to know what's coming next.

I saw Voldemort holding his wand, watching the baby on the cradle, with an Ability smile on his face.

The wand was aimed at the baby's head, faintly, and the light of Green was flickering.

At the same time, Lily next to her looked determined and took a deep look at her child, with a trace of pity in her eyes.

next moment.

Click!

The picture is still, the dead James, the determined Lily, the ignorant baby Harry, the murderous Voldemort, and the surrounding dark and broken bedrooms.

The gloomy picture seems to indicate some kind of ominous possibility.

However, the power of the mighty colorful dream began to emerge, rendering everything in front of him.