Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Bright lights lit up on the top floor of the dilapidated, dark, and dusty Hogwarts Castle.

The environment is exceptionally clean and even reveals the warmth of the principal's office.

This contrast of different environments is quite strange.

Voldemort Tom Riddle sat on the chair in the Headmaster's office.

Staring ahead with a half-smile.

"Albus Dumbledore, do you think I am right?"

Over the past 30 years, this scene has appeared repeatedly.

But when Tom finished speaking, there was nothing but the sound of the strong wind blowing outside the window and the crackling sound of the burning fireplace.

The entire principal's office was quiet.

Voldemort did not show any anger, on the contrary, there was only joy on his face.

"Dumbledore, no one will remember you now."

"Except those dark wizards from Karma Taj!"

"rest assured."

"They're dying."

"After all these wizards die, I believe no one will remember you except me."

Tom Riddle said in a faint tone.

The entire principal's office was still quiet, except for the increasingly fierce wind outside.

At this moment, the smile on Tom Riddle's face became wider and wider.

He seemed very excited.

But there was no movement. The happier he became, the more excited he became, and the more excited he became.

Because this explains more and more...

Dumbledore was about to lose his emotions completely.

"Albus Dumbledore, you should be able to sense it more clearly than I can."

"The world is angry at traitors, at outsiders."

"So, as the world's agent, what are you going to do?"

"..."

…………

Blanche, New York, USA.

On the streets of Runo, large trucks drove in one after another.

Correspondingly, residents left one after another with smiles on their faces.

Who wouldn't be happy?

After all, if the house is demolished, each of them will have a huge sum of money as compensation for the demolition costs.

This demolition fee is enough for them to buy a new house, and with the remaining money, they can enjoy a relatively good standard of life.

If something like this happened, they wouldn't be happy.

Then I believe that nothing in this world can make them happy.

Of course, it is always inevitable to encounter households that are the target of demolition.

There are always some people who want more compensation and want to become fat in one bite.

However, they seem to have forgotten.

Who is responsible for the demolition this time?

With a flick of the wand, they left happily and voluntarily.

Not even the demolition fee is required.

So unhappy, so unfree.

Vera waved her wand gently and watched the nail shop in front of her leave happily.

As a wizard, to a Muggle as an ordinary person.

If there is nothing you can do, it will really make people laugh out loud.

I'm afraid that when Lockhart finds out, he will have to clean up his house.

There is no way, I really can't afford to lose such a person.

Fortunately, there are no fools among this group of wizards.

In less than a day, the entire building, including nearby shops, had left.

I saw the whirring sound of trucks outside, carrying a large amount of construction materials.

Standing in front of the window, Vera stared at the large trucks downstairs.

A trace of frustration appeared on his face.

To be honest, returning to the wizarding world this time has been difficult.

First, I discovered that 33 years had passed and most of my acquaintances were gone.

Came to London again and fought with Voldemort one after another.

In the end, he was almost used by Voldemort to destroy the entire London.

Scene after scene, how could the always proud Vera not feel aggrieved.

But now, just to form the New York Temple, we have to secretly use Muggle companies as a shell.

Just in case Voldemort's men find them.

I think back then, they were chasing Death Eaters and chasing Voldemort everywhere.

In Lenovo now, how ironic.

However, no matter how frustrated she was, Vera's reason was telling her not to let her emotions act.

She is not a fool. The most important thing now is to welcome her teacher, Lockhart, to come.

All emotions and all events must make way for this.

At this moment, Ian stood quietly next to Vera.

He found out that something was wrong with Vera very early on. As a companion who was learning and fighting together, he would naturally try his best to help her.

"Vera, as long as the three major temples are established and Teacher Lockhart comes, everything will be over."

Ian's tone was very firm and full of confidence.

After Vera heard this, she stared at the truck carrying decoration materials below and nodded slightly in agreement.

"At that time, what we are experiencing now will be returned to Voldemort 10 times or a hundred times."

Strengthen Vera's confidence and establish future goals.

Ian was so helpful to Vera.

After Vera heard this, her eyes flickered slightly and the corners of her mouth raised.

Immediately, she turned and walked towards the higher floors. In addition to cleaning the nails, she also needed to arrange a magic circle to cover the entire apartment.

At the same time, Vera's clear voice also came from the front.

"Ian, don't underestimate me. I'm not as fragile as you think."

"I will take revenge with my own hands!"

Hearing Vera's clear voice in his ears and watching the other person's retreating figure, the corners of Ian's mouth curled up slightly.

The next moment, he walked to the window, lifted his toes gently, and jumped into the air.

call!

The violent wind blew past his ears, and Ian's figure slowly fell to the ground.

Descend in the middle of the truck.

The wand was waved in his hand, and illusory silver light flashed.

Covering surrounding drivers and surrounding pedestrians.

All their memories were modified, erasing all traces of magic.

There is only one normal demolition activity and one normal commercial activity.

Nothing to do with magic, just Muggles.

Muggles are the best protective color, even in the post-change Federation.

Compared with the billions of Muggles, even if the number of wizards under the new magic system has increased ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times.

Still in the minority.

Carter, Snape, and Casillas stood on the top floor of the apartment, quietly watching the scene downstairs.

They are responsible for guarding.

Just in case, if there really were Voldemort's men. Notice it or rush over.

They are going to use harsh tactics and at the same time, they are going to eliminate the traces.

"Casillas, I want to confirm again. Do you have to have three major victories and be completely established to call for Lockhart's arrival?"

Carter's voice sounded.

Casillas looked at the white clouds in the distance and said leisurely: "The wizarding world's resistance is stronger than we imagined."

"If Lockhart wants to come, the three major temples must be completely established."

"This is how we can be led."

"After all, Lockhart is very, very strong now!"

Casillas's final tone was full of emotion, and he used two strong words in a row to emphasize.

He had made every effort, and it only took less than two or three years for him to meet Lockhart. As a result, Lockhart had just joined Karma Taj and became the Supreme Mage.

No one will envy this leap, no one will be jealous.

That is because he and Lockhart are good friends and their interests are very closely tied, so it is just emotion.

"Don't worry, Carter, we have to wait until the three major temples because Lockhart is very strong."

"But when the New York Temple comes, the restrictions are further stretched, and we can welcome other mages to come."

"Grindelwald and other senior wizards of Karma Taj will come."

Casillas finished speaking.

Carter on the side nodded slightly and said nothing.

But Snape's eyes became a little dark.

He has been to the New World and learned about Kama Taj's strength.

Therefore, if Karma Taj really goes out with all his strength, Voldemort may not be able to escape this disaster.

But is this really good for the wizarding world?

Snape had a huge doubt in his heart.

Especially when Casillas mentioned the wizarding world in his words, he always had a touch of condescension and alienation.

Doubts will always grow involuntarily.

Snape wouldn't say much, after all, everyone was under Lockhart.

Relative to his strength, his relationship with Lockhart is more important.

And there was nothing he could do to stop it.

There's no way he could have taken refuge with Voldemort.

It’s not like seeking death.

Casillas, looking at the clouds in the distance, stared at the blazing red sun.

For some reason, a ray of uneasiness suddenly emerged in my heart, but it quickly passed away.

After careful inspection, nothing unusual was found.

No matter whether it is the external environment or one's own mind, there is no change.

In the end, it can only be attributed to one's own illusion.

In the ethereal space.

Looking from a distance, colorful clouds are floating randomly.

If you zoom in closer, you will see that these clouds are composed of different points of light.

Every point of light is constantly flashing.

It's just that the frequency of flashing is extremely high, forming various colors.

If you are a wizard with a powerful soul and put your spirit into it, you will find that every flicker is a change in the picture.

These pictures include unforgettable events of a person, the life of animals, and historical events that once were glorious.

Every flickering light spot is a mark of fallen beings.

Their memories and emotions are clearly displayed here.

And in the middle of this ethereal space, a transparent soul exuding a light golden color floats in it.

The soul looks like an old man, and you can clearly see his white beard, dyed with a hint of gold.

The soul's face was expressionless, and his eyes were very indifferent, as if he had no emotion at all.

It's really weird for ordinary people to see.

If Carter, Snape, Lockhart and others were here.

Everyone will be stunned.

Because this soul looks like Albus Dumbledore.

The missing Hogwarts Headmaster!

Dumbledore waved his hands expressionlessly, and the surrounding clouds began to slowly change.

It began to move slowly along several strange trajectories.

The colorful clouds began to solidify and turned into threads, spreading throughout the space.

The thread began to move, faster and faster, faster and faster.

Every thread began to glow with chaotic mist,

As the chaotic mist became thicker and thicker, the colorful threads began to gradually fade away, as if they were being consumed.

Buzz!

A large amount of chaotic mist gathered together, and seemed to reach a certain level, followed by a shallow buzzing sound.

A ball of chaotic liquid exuding powerful energy appeared in front of his eyes.

Dumbledore didn't feel any weird about this, and seemed to indicate that everything was under control.

I saw this chaotic liquid slowly floating towards Dumbledore.

Then

call! call!

From around the liquid, a transparent flame suddenly rose.

And the flames are getting bigger and bigger, as if they are using this liquid as fuel.

At the same time, a picture gradually appeared in the transparent flame.

In the picture, there are pillars of light rising into the sky, and giants as tall as Himalayan peaks.

There was golden thunder flashing, and a bloody storm spread all around.

The pictures are constantly flowing and changing.

Fight, fight, fight

The picture of the transparent flame burning seems to be inseparable from the battle.

This is the heart of the world.

The colorful clouds are the origin of the world.

And the chaotic mist and transparent flames.

It is a divination of the future.

The scene in front of me seems to indicate that war is coming.

However, all this seemed to be gone, and Dumbledore's soul expression changed.

It seems that the war is not important to him.

until

Buzz!

The huge giant book stretched out from above his head, not like a transparent illusory picture.

No, it should be said to be an illusory country.

There is mountain breeze, grass, and even life.

Seeing this scene, the screen began to tremble, and the entire space began to become chaotic.

Dumbledore's soul stared intently at the transparent realm above the giant's head.

There was endless killing intent in his eyes.

It seemed to indicate that only one of him and the giant could survive.

call!

At some point, a breeze blew by, the chaotic mist blew away, and the transparent flames disappeared.

Dumbledore's soul once again floated in the center of the entire space.

Like a robot, he closed his eyes expressionlessly and remained motionless.

At the same time, an unknown wave began to spread from around the wizarding world.

The sleeping magical creatures, powerful top wizards, etc. all began to move.

London, Commonwealth Wizarding Building.

Voldemort stood quietly in front of the attic window.

Overlooking the whole of London, the city.

Watch as the city recovers quickly after the disaster.

suddenly

Accompanied by a very mysterious wave covering the wizard's building.

A faint smile appeared on Voldemort's face.

finally come.

He waited and waited, even at the expense of millions of lives in London.

Just for this moment.

Think about it, why can he rule the world?

In addition to its own strength.

The most important thing is to comply with destiny.

No, it should be said to comply with the will of the world.

The world needed unification, and he went with the flow.

Therefore, the federal empire was easily established.

Now, the world wants to kill the invaders.

Likewise, go with the flow and the whole world will help.

He didn't believe that Lockhart could withstand the power of a whole world.

boom!

The royal staff in his hand was gently raised, then dropped heavily. With a bang, an invisible ripple spread throughout the building and rapidly expanded outwards.

Covering London and traveling further afield.

at the same time

Voldemort's voice rang in the ears of all wizards.

“Ring the World’s Will.”

"Use all your strength to hunt down the invaders from another world led by Kama Taj."