Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

call! call!

The breeze came and blew on the green lawn.

The golden sunshine is scattered everywhere, and some small magical creatures are lying lazily on the lawn, seeming to feel the peaceful atmosphere at this moment.

At this moment, suddenly.

On the green lawn, a colorful halo of light appeared, revealing a mysterious and dreamy atmosphere.

The door to dreams!

In the blink of an eye, the circle of light turned into a door, which slowly opened, revealing what looked like a bedroom on the opposite side of the door.

"I found a quiet place that is more suitable for holding a resurrection ceremony." Lockhart said gently.

As soon as he finished speaking, he passed directly through the dream door in front of him.

Snape followed with eager steps.

Sirius, McGonagall, Remy and others also entered one after another.

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

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

Immediately afterwards, a large number of pictures continued to pour into my mind.

Towering castles, dark forests, blue oceans, and desolate rift valleys

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

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

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

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

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

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

The breeze rose, and the golden sunshine fell on the marble platform.

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

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

Then, he stretched out his wand, tapped it lightly in the air, and waved it again.

boom!

The originally blue sky suddenly became colorful.

The power of dreams came suddenly.

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

The originally blue day quietly disappeared, replaced by the dim night.

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

Some had complicated expressions, some couldn't believe it, and some were filled with regret.

Sirius looked at the familiar house and couldn't help but lower his head and cover his cheeks with his hands, as if he was crying with regret.

This is

House of secrecy!

It's James and Lily's secret room.

At the same time, he also personally gave the address of this secret house to Peter Pettigrew.

This is the root cause of everything and the turning point of the future.

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

It seems that the entire wizarding 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 travel through time is impossible.

Mag can do it, for sure.

So this could only be an illusion, some kind of realistic fantasy.

Snape stood outside the door, motionless, not daring to move forward or back.

It seemed that what happened next was a major blow to him, or in other words, it was the beginning of his nightmare that had lasted for more than ten years.

Buzz!

The weather became dark and opposite. There was a faint golden light.

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

But the other wizards living nearby seemed not to notice anything.

Immediately afterwards

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

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 be found here."

At this moment, Voldemort's skin was a little pale, but he still maintained his basic human appearance.

He nodded slightly to Peter Pettigrew.

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

Now, Dumbledore, the Order of the Phoenix, and their elaborate safe house are revealed.

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

tread! tread! tread!

Footsteps sounded, and Voldemort walked into the door. With a wave of his hand, the door was opened, and he entered immediately.

The Death Eaters behind him entered one after another, and McGonagall, Snape and others who were watching all this entered one after another.

They seemed to have guessed something, but they didn't say anything.

Crackling!

boom! boom! boom!

boom! boom!

Soon, the sound of broken magic spells, loud shouts, and broken furniture were heard in the safe house.

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

They seemed to know what was going to happen next.

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

"Avada Kedavra!"

The dark green cursed light quickly flashed away, and was replaced by the body of James Potter.

"James, James."

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The imprisoned Lily stood aside and screamed in disbelief, her voice filled with deep despair.

She seems to know that her husband is dead.

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

I was a little impatient, but I suppressed it.

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

He still agreed to this small matter.

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

Voldemort focused his attention on the baby version of Harry Potter in the corner.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The baby cried, as if he knew his father was dead.

The little hands kept stretching outwards, seeming to be struggling or crying.

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

Seems to know what's coming next.

Voldemort was seen holding the wand and looking at the baby in the cradle, with a capable smile on his face.

The wand was pointed at the baby's head, and a faint green light flickered.

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 scene is still, with the dead James, the determined Lily, the ignorant baby Harry, the murderous Voldemort, and the surrounding dim and broken bedroom.

The gloomy picture seems to indicate some ominous possibility.

However, the mighty power of colorful dreams began to emerge, coloring everything in front of him.