Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Mirror space.

"Gu Yi, if that's the case, aren't you worried that the mage you favored has his head missing?"

Dormammu looked at Ancient One opposite and asked.

"Worried?" Gu Yi asked with a smile: "Do you think I should be worried?"

"Life and death are the cycles of heaven and earth."

"If he doesn't survive this disaster, it can only be regarded as fate."

"After all, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!"

Hearing this, Dormammu's face changed slightly and his eyes darkened.

Dark, empty.

Before Lockhart could react, his vision suddenly went dark.

The whole person or soul is trapped in this dark space.

Here, he couldn't feel the magic, and couldn't even touch his own body.

Just consciousness sinking into darkness.

"Dormammu, what do you want to do?"

Lockhart questioned in the dark space.

The root of all this, he knew very well, was nothing more than the methods of Dormammu, the God of Darkness.

This guy has caused trouble for himself more than once.

I was a believer before, but this time I suffered the consequences myself.

However.

Lockhart's questioning voice continued to spread in the space, but there was no response at all.

It was still dark and empty.

It made Lockhart feel a little hairy.

As time passed by, Dormammu seemed to have left, without any response. Only Lockhart's consciousness was still alert.

one day, two days

I don't know how long it took, but Lockhart still felt endless darkness, and his consciousness was a little blurry.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

When Lockhart realized that he was unconscious, he deliberately made some clicking noises to alert himself.

However, as time passed, the clicking sound gradually slowed down, and the consciousness became blurry again. It seemed that such an action could not have a good effect.

Vaguely, Lockhart noticed.

This is Dormammu's soft knife. It is likely that he wants to assimilate his soul through the endless darkness and emptiness.

And the reason why he didn't take action directly on his own soul was simply that

"system!"

Lockhart called softly into the darkness.

This time, the familiar light curtain did not appear, and everything was pitch black.

This made Lockhart feel slightly anxious.

Although he doesn't usually use the system, there is nothing unusual about calling him occasionally.

This time, it seemed that Dormammu was even isolated from the system.

"System, check the character interface."

"System, I want to draw a lottery."

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Several test sentences were tried in succession, but in the end it was found that they did not seem to have any useful effect.

Lockhart's heart darkened.

Anxiety, restlessness, tension, fear and other negative emotions are rushing in.

Feeling the massive negative emotions born from this darkness, Lockhart fell into silence.

How could he easily resist the instinct of life?

call! suck! call! suck!

Aware of the restlessness in his heart, Lockhart began to take deep breaths, trying to calm down the negative emotions in his heart.

Everything is Dormammu's method!

Lockhart thought to himself, but there was nothing he could do.

I was thinking crazily in my mind, how should I solve this situation?

The magic power is almost undetectable.

My own talent cannot be activated.

The physical body is even more inaccessible.

Everything seems to be coming to an end.

In my heart, the panic and tension caused by the darkness gradually increased.

Lockhart, on the other hand, stood on the sidelines, watching the negative emotions building up day by day.

No action, just watching silently.

As the gaze lasted longer, the tension and panic in my heart began to decrease.

As if he noticed something, Lockhart began to review his life.

After studying hard as a child, I entered school as an adult and worked on scientific research projects one after another.

The surprise of magic after time travel, the surprise of arriving in the Marvel world.

The joy of gradually realizing your ideal.

As Lockhart gradually recalled, at some point, silvery-white light spots gradually flickered in the dark space.

In fact, as Lockhart recalled moments of excitement and joy, these spots of light became more and more numerous.

Buzz!

I saw these silver-white light spots converging with each other and gradually forming a silver-white lion shape.

Patronus Spell - Guard the soul!

Lockhart stared at the silver-white lion, stroking its soft fur, and a smile appeared on his face.

Just tap it and jump on it.

Roar!

With a loud roar, the silver-white lion began to run forward.

Lockhart sat on it, staring ahead calmly.

As time passed, the silver-white lion ran faster and faster, and vaguely, the surrounding darkness gradually faded.

Lockhart seemed to feel the magic in his own body.

"Calling God to Guard!"

"Calling God to Guard!"

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After realizing it, Lockhart began to chant a spell, preparing to escape from the prison of the dark space.

at this moment

"Lockhart, wouldn't it be nice for you to sink in peace of mind?"

Dormammu's voice came from far away.

Lockhart heard this and gently stroked the silver lion.

The lion began to slow down and stop.

Lockhart jumped down, and the Patronus Charm seemed to sense the potential danger.

The silver-white lion began to tremble, and with Lockhart as the center, the darkness was expelled, rendering a silver-white field.

And at the edge of this silver-white field, a figure is looming.

But soon it became clear that a figure wearing a black robe and holding a black book appeared in his hand.

"Dormammu?" Lockhart's tone was mixed with questions, but his tone was full of affirmation.

"Yes, it's me." Dormammu said, "This should be considered our first official meeting."

"Last time, it was just fighting."

Lockhart nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Then, he asked again: "Dormammu, what do you want to do?"

"I want to make a deal with you."

"Give me what is deep in your soul, and I will find an ownerless dimension for you and help you become a dimensional demon."

"how?"

To this, Lockhart did not answer, but asked: "How was your battle with the Supreme Mage?"

To this, Dormammu did not reply, but tempted again: "Our transaction can be witnessed by death."

"As long as you give me what I want, I will ensure that you become a dimensional god."

Hearing this, Lockhart understood that it seemed that the other party did not know the situation of the Supreme Mage.

subsequently

He patted the silver-white lion next to him and pointed at Dormammu.

Roar!

With a loud roar, the silver-white lion bolted towards Dormammu.

Seeing this scene, Dormammu sighed, turned around, and disappeared suddenly.

But this time, Lockhart already had a solution.

Staring at this dark space, at Lockhart's call, the silver-white lion slashed through it with its claws.

The silvery white light left clear marks as the claws passed across it.

Vaguely, the dark space began to tremble.

Roar!

Seeing this, the silver lion roared excitedly, opened its bloody mouth, and a silver-white light group condensed in its mouth.

boom!

With the roar, the dark space shattered.

At the same time, a mechanical, cold voice came from my ears.

"Ding, the system has detected a mutilated god-level soul. Do you want to absorb it?"