The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 502 Voldemort's Killing Field

Buzz!Buzz!
"Gringotts is in a major crisis, reminder, major crisis, major crisis."

"All goblins, gather urgently, gather urgently."

"Get to the attached platform within 1 minute and rush to the battlefield."

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The subterranean caverns of Gringotts were buzzing harshly, and a large number of goblins in red clothes quickly gathered on the platform.

The goblins who had already gathered were sitting in a small cart and drove quickly towards a certain direction to the east.

Holding magic guns made of metal in their hands, with a lot of bullets on their waists, they rushed towards the unknown battlefield with serious expressions.

call!call!call!
boom!boom!
boom!
The strong wind whistled in my ears, but in the whistling wind, the goblin could faintly hear fierce gunshots and booming cracks.

This made him subconsciously hold the weapon in his hand tightly. The cold texture of the gun and the tightness of his waist came from his hand. The full bullets gave him a certain sense of security.

Soon, with the howling wind, the goblin Rio saw the battlefield.

The originally tall platform was filled with gray smoke, reflecting a chilling death atmosphere.

Under the magical power, the dust in the air turned into black smoke, which spread continuously to the surroundings, and accidentally touched the body of the rushing goblin. There was a rustling sound of corrosion, and the goblin's screams of pain.

The entire space is filled with fear of death, and a chaotic atmosphere surrounds the platform.

It is more appropriate to call it a platform here, rather than a ruin.

The large rocks above the cave kept falling under the turbulent spell, but before they got close, they shattered into pieces, and some even turned into fly ash. The corpses of fighting goblins in red were everywhere.

Blood flowed wantonly, arms, heads and other limbs were scattered everywhere, and the pungent bloody smell was as eye-catching as if placed under the nose.

This is the battlefield of killing and death, and the goblin is like a dumb lamb here.

All the goblins were terrified and terrified when they saw this scene.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"The hand of death!"

"Fog of death and death!"

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Voldemort waved his wand, walking in the garden, cast the death curse and various deadly black magic, and from time to time controlled the death fog above to erode the goblins who came to support.

There was a wanton and carefree smile on his face.

He was enjoying the bloody smell that made the goblin feel pungent, but made him feel sweet, so familiar, and so kind.

Especially when he heard the screams of the goblins, the magic power in his body jumped with excitement.

Slaughter, death, and darkness were his favorites in the first place, and his wizard talent blessed them all.

Under the two-phase increase, in the field of black magic, he is the king.

Dumbledore was no match for him before, and so was Grindelwald.

Tom, who was not far away, looked at Voldemort at this moment, and suddenly felt his blood boil.

The essence of the two people is the same, they both have the same love for darkness and killing.

But he is more rational, he is restraining.

If you want the biggest and most delicious results, you must restrain your inner thoughts, wait for the right time, and then win it in one fell swoop.

boom!
Voldemort cast a Bursting Curse casually, and directly blasted the goblin opposite to pieces.

Then, without reducing his strength, he flew towards the fairies behind him one after another.

With a bang, the goblin's flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and the rocks behind them were also hit by the curse.

Huge rock on the opposite wall.Burst again.

And revealed a golden color.

treasury!

The Death Eater not far away subconsciously licked his mouth.

Just now this was a match between the two masters.

They didn't dare to meddle in the battlefield between the two masters, so they took advantage of this time to loot the treasury on the platform.

It can be said that the harvest is full.

After looting the nearby vaults, they set their sights on the vaults on other platforms.

Although other treasuries are not as rich as those of pure-blood families, there are a lot of them.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. It is a costless business, so what extravagance do you want?
but
When they set their sights on the battlefield where Voldemort killed wantonly, they felt envy, obsession, and awe, but also fear.

This is the peak power of a wizard.

"Go, start your plunder, start your killing."

"Today, let the Gringotts goblins pay with their lives for what they did."

Voldemort seemed to have sensed the greed and fear in his subordinates, and a ferocious smile appeared on his pale face.

Waving the magic wand in his hand, he controlled the mist of death to spread around.

Leave a killing path for the Death Eaters behind you.

He doesn't have high requirements for loyalty, because fear is enough to make the other party obedient, and interests make the other party do their best.

Therefore, his only requirement is to have strong strength.

Fight for him, kill for him, and finally, become the cornerstone for him to become king.

When the Death Eaters saw it, they looked at each other and gave each other a cruel smile.

Although there are many goblins rushing in the passage.

But these are but the hors d'oeuvres of their killing and plundering.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Bones explode!"

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I saw the Death Eater rushing towards the passage, while waving the wand in his hand, releasing waves of black magic.

The sound of intense bullets and cruel spells sounded one after another.

However, the bullet was blocked, destroyed, and swallowed by the black magic that had been prevented for a long time.

The passage was occupied by Death Eaters who rushed out, leaving behind only the corpses of goblins.

At this moment, after Voldemort glanced at the killing Death Eaters, he looked at Tom not far away, with some doubts in his eyes.

The opponent kept waving his wand, casting runes that exuded a dark atmosphere one by one.

But none of the goblins were killed.

Is this headed for failure?
A thought flashed through my mind, and I threw it away.

Don't you know yourself yet? Killing will never refuse, and will never admit defeat.

The other party obviously wants to prepare for some magic.

Thinking of this, Voldemort waved his wand again.

The black mist began to roll, rushing into the goblin corpses underground.

Click!Click!Click!
Then, as if the black death mist injected some energy into the corpse, the nearby broken corpses began to heal, and a large number of evil-looking dark monsters began to stand up, rushing towards the goblins not far away.

The corpse is made!

puff!puff!puff!
The bullets hit their flesh, and the blood splashed everywhere along with the minced meat, but it still didn't hinder their movement.

I saw the goblin at the front was hugged tightly by the dark monster, and then swallowed it in one gulp, integrating the whole body into his own flesh.

Then looked at the next goblin.

This made many goblins feel serious discomfort and extra fear.

The scene they faced today was the most evil, darkest, chaotic and powerless scene they had ever seen in their lives.

What they were facing was the wanton killing of a top Dark Lord in the wizarding world.

At this moment, the other Dark Lord hadn't made a move yet.
The purple wand waved gracefully in Tom's hand, and the mysterious aura floated around along with the runes.

Constantly spreading outward, through the battlefield, through the walls, and toward the entire Gringotts, spreading rapidly.

(End of this chapter)