Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Durmstrang, the solitary chamber.

"Hmm."

"Let me go, let me go quickly."

"Damn Death Eaters, when the leader comes back, none of you will be able to escape."

"I am a man of saints."

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This solitary room, which was originally used to imprison young wizards, is now filled with professors and staff of this school.

They probably never imagined that the place they once used to punish students would now be closed to them.

Most of the bound saints and wizards began to curse and shout.

Facing the two guarding wizards outside the door, he directly greeted each other's parents and blood.

This made the two pure-blood wizards outside very unhappy.

But due to the previous order of the master, he just kept a cold face and said nothing.

If he could, he would definitely let the other person enjoy what it means to pull out bones, what it means to be in pain, and what it means to be in heaven after death.

In the confinement room filled with curses, there was no sound coming from a corner on the left.

Because there is no one here, to be precise, there is only one woman.

She looked a bit older, with some wrinkles on her face. She was wearing a dark blue wizard robe, her eyes were closed, and she looked indifferent.

The surrounding wizards glanced at her from time to time, but quickly took them back, as if they were afraid of this woman.

Then, he cursed the wizards outside even louder.

Not only is it showing one's anger, but it is also expressing a certain stance.

They have nothing to do with this group of Death Eaters.

Although everyone knew that there must be an undercover agent for this group of Death Eaters to capture Durmstrang so successfully.

What's more important is that with the leader's prophetic ability, he didn't notice it at all.

Either it's about taking advantage of the situation, or...

The consequences are even more horrific.

"Lozier, what should we do now?"

A middle-aged wizard with his hands and feet bound moved slowly and whispered.

At this moment, this somewhat elderly woman is the pillar of the entire cell.

She has followed the leader for more than half a century and is Grindelwald's most trusted confidant.

"No need to do anything? Just wait." Rozier opened his eyes, said briefly, and then continued to close his eyes, as if he was already confident.

The wizard on the side was a little disappointed after hearing this, but didn't say much.

Until now, although they have confidence in their leader.

But I also know that this time the enemy is not as simple as imagined.

Behind the Death Eaters is Voldemort, another Dark Lord who once ravaged the British wizarding world and fought against Dumbledore.

What's even more troublesome is that based on their intelligence, they naturally know that there seem to be two more people appearing this time.

They have to feel a certain amount of anxiety.

At this moment, Vidal Rozier was in a deep state of confusion.

She had already sent the message to the adults through the wand in her hand, and had done everything she could.

The rest can only depend on the leader's decision.

Now, the Lord Grindelwald she knew was fighting against Dumbledore and the King of Goblins in America.

Can you come back and retake Durmstrang?

She wasn't sure either.

What she is most worried about now is, why didn't Lord Grindelwald discover this sneak attack?

This gave rise to a guess.

Could this be another trap?

Use them as bait for traps.

After all, the last time the person who concealed his fate was Turan, the King of Goblins.

It had a great impact on the Saints.

It’s hard not to think about this now that the two sides are at war with each other.

If the Goblin King unites with Voldemort, then

Many such speculations appeared in Rozier's mind, but they were overturned one by one, and she was not sure.

Finally, everything turned into a heavy sigh in my heart.

She did everything she could, and the rest was up to the adults.

The worst outcome, if it is really a bait, then she will never become a burden to adults.

Closing his eyes and meditating, amidst the curses of the Saints, Rozier continued to deduce possible outcomes.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly.

The curses in my ears suddenly disappeared, and everything was silent.

For some reason, a cold feeling suddenly poured into my heart.

Rozier opened his eyes and stared at the two figures in front of him, as if he already knew who they were, without any expression.

"Vida Rozier, 93 years old, studied at Durmstrang. When he was 19 years old, he met Gertler Grindelwald and was once very hostile to him."

The pale-faced Voldemort mentioned softly as if chatting.

The surrounding wizards stopped talking and even kept shrinking back after hearing this.

They can be regarded as the middle power of the saints, and they can clearly feel the fatal threat like death.

That was a power comparable to that of a leader, and there were two of them at a time, so they couldn't tolerate being frightened.

After Rozier heard it, he didn't show any expression and closed his eyes directly.

Seeing this, Voldemort was not angry at all, but continued: "When I was 23 years old, I was inspired by Grindelwald to join the Saints."

"I once encountered 16 life-and-death crises, and among them, I blocked Grindelwald at least 12 times."

Having said this, Tom Riddle smiled faintly and said in a voice full of evil: "So, Grindelwald should be considered to have full trust in you."

"You said, if you attack him as you."

"Will he survive?"

As soon as Voldemort's cold and evil voice fell, Rochelle's eyes widened and she glared, filled with anger, which finally turned into a cold word.

"Voldemort, your conspiracy will never succeed."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was visible to the naked eye that Rozier's seven orifices began to bleed, and light red traces began to appear on various parts of his body. The restless energy seemed to indicate that something very bad was about to happen.

Magic riots, destroying everything!

She had already anticipated such a situation when she followed Grindelwald.

She said she would not be a burden to adults, so she would never allow herself to be used as bait.

Again, she will do the job she can do well, and the rest will be up to adults.

She will use her death to leave a final message for Lord Grindelwald.

Even if the other party has a way to conceal his fate, even if the other party may use polyjuice potion.

She would never allow herself to be a burden.

When the wizards on the side heard this, many of them covered their ears.

They are not fools. Can they know about this plan?

If it is true and Rozier cannot die first, then they must die first to prevent the news from leaking.

"enough."

Tom Riddle quickly waved his wand, and a large number of dark purple vines with spikes quickly appeared on the black floor.

The dark purple spiked vines quickly wrapped around Vader Rozier in front of him, constantly sucking up the rioting magic power in Rozier's body.

Visible to the naked eye, red flame colored lines and veins are constantly flowing on the originally dark purple vine branches.

Rozier's originally chaotic and restless aura gradually calmed down.

Feeling that his curse seemed to be resolved, Rozier had a very complicated look in his eyes.

Of course she doesn't want to die, but she is not afraid of death, and she doesn't want to be a drag.

And now, his last resort has been cracked.

this means

"Keep Rozier useful." Tom Riddle's Voldemort said coldly: "If you push her so hard, we will all pay the price."

After hearing this, Voldemort shrugged his shoulders with a look of disdain on his face.

Just die.

After the Gringotts incident, especially after coming to Europe this time, he felt something was wrong.

It seems that I have fallen into an unknown net.

All actions are being restrained.

He needs to break through this big net quickly, no matter how high the price is.

Grindelwald is a good choice.

"Let's go, your master is here."

"We have to show him what his loyal confidants have done for him, don't we?"

Without replying to Tom Riddle's words, Voldemort made a few sarcastic remarks.

He waved his magic wand and flew Rosier, who was covered in blood, out of the solitary room and walked outside Durmstrang.

At this moment, the passage outside the confinement room was filled with a large number of Death Eaters.

Some of them were excited, some were nervous, and some had a touch of fear.

Grindelwald is here.

Came outside Durmstrang with a large number of elite Saints.

At this time, you can only rely on the master.

They knew about the prisoners in the solitary room early.

They didn't dare to do anything rashly unless their master ordered them to do anything.

At this moment, when Voldemort slowly walked out, there was Rosier covered in blood floating behind him.

All the Death Eaters stood at the edge of the wall, opening a wide passage to their master.

tread! tread! tread!

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

Voldemort stepped on his boots and walked outside.

Rochelle was floating in mid-air, and blood was flowing on the ground drop by drop.

A long blood trail then appeared.

Seeing this miserable scene in front of them, all the Death Eaters were shocked.

They don't know that this is Tom Riddle's hand to alleviate Rozier's self-destruction.

But they knew that their master Voldemort could do anything.

In particular, this kind of torture and killing of prisoners is simply not too common.

call! call! call!

Outside Durmstrang, amidst the ice and snow, the cold wind howled and beat against this huge building.

Grindelwald, wearing a black robe, stood at the door of Durmstrang, with a dense crowd of saints standing behind him.

The queue is neat and seems to have a special power.

At this moment, Grindelwald's heart was filled with anger.

He now wished he could attack Durmstrang directly, find out the mastermind behind it, and cut him into pieces.

But he was also unusually calm inside.

The sense of fate failed again.

He had to wonder whether the other party had laid a trap early and was waiting for him.

Now, that once mysterious destiny seems to be thwarted again and again.

Various surprises have appeared in his actions.

The Magical Congress, which originally fell smoothly, suddenly emerged as the King of Goblins.

Durmstrang, the already impregnable base camp, was also captured.

Dumbledore suddenly came to America.

Lockhart joins forces with the Ministry of Magic to issue so-called Wizarding Fortune Cards.

The world is constantly changing, and he can clearly perceive it.

But unfortunately, he did not enjoy the dividends, but his plans were interrupted again and again.

This made him feel anxious deep down.

Could it be that this world is gradually rejecting old people like him?

The fall of Durmstrang this time was a wake-up call for him.

His originally good situation was all clouds and illusion.

He needs to repeatedly lay a solid foundation.

At this moment, he had a vague idea of ​​what to do next.

at this time

Click! Click! Click!

The Durmstrang gate opened quietly, and the two Voldemorts and a group of Death Eaters walked outside and stared at the saints opposite.

This moment was the first time the two generations of Dark Lords looked at each other.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing at this moment.

Especially when Grindelwald saw Rozier covered in blood.

The cold, murderous intent of death rushed out crazily, aiming directly at Voldemort and Tom.

The black pupil of his left eye quietly turned silver-white, and the majestic power of fate responded and began to surge up.

Provocation, naked provocation.

Voldemort and Tom on the opposite side sensed Grindelwald's strong hostility.

Voldemort smiled cruelly, and raised the wand in his hand gently. Rosier's figure swayed, and blood continued to drip in the snow.

Red plum blossoms bloom on the snow-white ground.

It seems to be provoking.

Tom looked at Grindelwald opposite and smiled.

At this moment, both sides were silent, and no one seemed to speak.

But the surging magic power seemed to have said everything that needed to be said.

call!

Tom waved the yew wand in his hand, and Rochelle's body slowly floated forward, flying towards Grindelwald.

When Voldemort saw this, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, but he did not stop him.

"Grindelwald, your men are very brave." Tom seemed to comment with praise: "Kill yourself if you disagree."

"I like."

"However, a gentleman will not take away people's love. I leave it to you."

Tom controlled Rozier to fly slowly in front of Grindelwald, as if to express his goodwill.

Although a fight with Grindelwald is inevitable.

However, it is better not to fight to the death.

He doesn't want to, and I believe Grindelwald doesn't want to either.

After all, the Goblin King and Dumbledore are watching.

On his side, there was a Lockhart and another Voldemort.

Therefore, he had to save Rozier's life, and even the lives of Durmstrang's professors.

The purpose is to give the two parties an excuse to ease the relationship.

Looking at Rozier in front of him, Grindelwald carefully sensed his condition.

Soon, I let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no big problem.

It's just that the magic riot burned into the body was forcibly interrupted, coupled with excessive blood loss, the body fell into weakness.

He gently patted Rozier's shoulder with his hand, seeming to reassure her that she was safe.

At this moment, Rozier tried his best to open his eyes and looked at the familiar face, with a smile on his face.

Then, as if he thought of something, he tried to use all his strength, but the sound he made was still as loud as a mosquito.

"Be careful. I'm the bait."

The voice was very small, but the words just emerged.

Grindelwald felt a creepy feeling rush into his heart.

next moment.

Zhi! Zhi! Zhi!

Dark purple smoke spread rapidly from Rozier's body.

In the blink of an eye, Grindelwald and the saints behind him were enveloped.

Before the saint in line could react, his skin was already in contact with the purple smoke.

"Ah! Ah! Ah"

Wails of pain and shrill sounds of despair sounded one after another.

It seems to further illustrate the power of this black magic.

At this moment, Tom was stunned when he saw this scene.

Then he suddenly turned back and stared at Voldemort not far away.

Seeing the other person raising his wand high and pointing it at him, a sinister and sinister smile appeared on his face.

After a quick glance at Grindelwald, who was shrouded in deep purple smoke, he seemed to notice the angry, murderous gaze.

At this moment, Tom secretly thought something was wrong.

It's over, the plan is out of control.

Everything is messed up.