Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

call! call! call!

The wind howled, and a huge bloody storm swept towards Lockhart and the others.

The colorful energy barrier shone with dazzling light. Wanda and others passed through the thick, glass-like colorful barrier and stared at the bloody storm on the opposite side.

Watching the huge amount of profits in the bloody storm, spinning at high speed, constantly flying towards the position of himself and others.

Even though Wanda and Ian were full of confidence in his mentor, he still couldn't help but clenched his fists and his palms became sweaty.

In a blink of an eye...

Boom!

Bloody, storm and colorful barriers collided with each other, making a huge roar.

Zhila! Zhila!

Through the colorful barrier that looked like glass, Hermione could clearly see the bloody blades that were like blades constantly impacting the barrier, trying to break it.

At the same time, the sizzling sound of cutting made Ron, Hermione and others cover their ears.

A large number of bloody blades cut through the barrier crazily, and the sound was sharp and unpleasant.

Even Lockhart not only frowned slightly, but also waved his hand casually, colorful ripples flashed, and the sizzling sound slowly lowered.

At this moment, Voldemort saw that the bloody storm seemed to be firmly blocked by a colorful barrier.

Licking his lips, he seemed a little impatient.

The wand in his hand was like a baton, waving it quickly and forcefully.

A large number of Blood Abyss Insects once again condensed into the Blood Abyss Mist.

The blood-colored mist quickly filled the air and spread rapidly towards the colorful barrier.

But the original Blood Storm still continued its offensive, continuing to hit and cut, trying to destroy everything in front of it.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

He felt a large number of tiny bloody bugs trying to devour the colorful dream power he had gathered.

This made Lockhart frown.

Because he clearly sensed that these insects were able to swallow the power of dreams.

Even if it's very little, it's not a good sign.

"Lockhart, these little bloody bugs can swallow energy and then adapt quickly. You must be careful."

Cresden on the side reminded him, injecting the blood-colored mist on the opposite side, with thick fear flashing in his eyes.

He had previously incarnated as Obscurus, and these insects could even devour the magic power full of destruction and despair.

Simply the nemesis of wizards!

After Lockhart heard Cresden's words, he nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Then, he slightly raised the wand in his hand and drew an elegant arc in mid-air.

In an instant, the seven-colored light flashed dazzlingly, and the Blood Abyss Insect that had been devouring the power of dreams on the surface of the seven-colored barrier appeared.

The next moment, the blood-colored mist on the surface became illusory, the entire body became transparent, and the original blood-colored mist turned into a transparent blood-colored light.

finally……

Disappear!

It never seems to happen in general.

When Voldemort saw it, his face was expressionless and he just waved his wand gently.

The blood-colored mist reappeared and swallowed towards the colorful barrier.

For the insects of the blood abyss.

You can kill me once or twice, but you can never kill me 10 or 20 times.

Devour, adapt, evolve!

This is their instinct and their talent.

Come on, the more you kill, the more it devours, the more it adapts.

All Blood Abyss Insects are a whole, and any changes will be synchronized.

They are eternal and unique!

A large number of Blood Abyss Insects came one after another, and even the blood-colored storm began to shrink, turning into a large number of blood-colored plants covering the colorful barrier.

As if sensing the delicacy of the power of dreams, all the blood abyss insects devoured them crazily as if they had been hungry for 800 years.

Even if their bodies gradually become transparent and then polished.

But this still cannot resist their madness.

It's really delicious and full of temptation. It's like a state banquet like a Man-Han banquet.

Vaguely, the sharp-eyed Lockhart seemed to see colorful colors appearing on some of the blood abyss insects, but they quickly dissipated.

At this time, Grindelwald, who was watching from the sidelines, also had a cautious look on his face.

It's really scary.

How on earth did Voldemort create such a terrifying thing?

How many people did he kill?

Through his own talent, he can clearly sense the howls and roars of countless lives on these bloody mist.

It can be said that without massive killings, there is no way to create the all-devouring Blood Abyss Worm.

At this moment, Lockhart felt the power of the dream, which began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face became a little ugly.

Is the backlash from world consciousness so severe?

Even if such illegal things appear, do you still need to show some respect?

Cursing secretly in his mind, Lockhart waved his wand continuously, and streaks of colorful light flashed through the air.

At the same time, colorful mist began to emerge on the surface of the barrier.

Actively mix into the surging bloody mist.

The colorful mist and the bloody mist are intertwined. There is me in you, and you are in me.

Soon, the fog became more and more agitated.

The bloody mist that hit the barrier also began to become a little sparse, seeming to be fighting against the colorful mist.

If you zoom in closer and magnify the colorful fog several times, you can clearly see a large number of small bugs of seven colors appearing continuously.

Except for the difference in color, the rest is almost identical to the Blood Abyss Worm.

As soon as the weapons were born, they spontaneously found the nearest blood abyss insect, collided with each other, and exchanged one life for another.

Yes, the greatest effect of dream power lies in simulation or creation.

If you are willing to think about it, then He can create anything you imagine.

Of course, if you want to have the corresponding functions, you must have an in-depth understanding.

Otherwise, it can only look exactly the same on the surface.

In the face of the Blood Abyss Insect, although Lockhart cannot be completely consistent, with the power of dreams, he can make a suicidal attack.

Colorful mist continues to emerge, intertwined with the bloody mist.

In less than 10 seconds, the colorful mist and bloody mist gradually disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, like tofu in brine.

but……

Lockhart clearly sensed that the difficulty of consuming the power of dreams was beginning to increase.

What used to be one portion of the dream power now requires one and a half, or even two or three portions to completely consume it.

This made Lockhart sigh.

Sure enough, world consciousness is always difficult to deal with, especially when the other party has an evil spokesperson.

This thing is simply evil to the extreme!

Like Grindelwald, Lockhart clearly sensed the endless killing behind these bloodworms.

Even with Lockhart's indifferent character who had nothing to do with himself, he couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue.

With his thoughts turning, Lockhart turned around, stared at Wanda behind him, and said calmly: "Wanda, next, I need your cooperation."

"Expelling the consciousness of the world and creating a new battlefield!"