Hogwarts professor mixed in Marvel

Chapter 542 Grindelwald: Fate, how grand and evil you are!

Around the huge depression, purple flames formed a cage, surrounding a large number of eight-eyed giant spiders.

When the dark green poisonous fog entered it, the eight-eyed spider inside roared and howled angrily.

Standing in the air, Grindelwald silently stared at everything in front of him.

Seeing the purple flame turning into a cage, unconsciously, the corners of his mouth seemed to recall some things from the past.

However, he quickly set his sight on the red-haired girl who was casting a spell aside.

The silver-white pupils stared at Wanda's black eyes.

Of course, there is also the giant dragon Xiaobai on her shoulder

The power of destiny is gathering, illuminating your choices and guiding your thoughts.

Finally appeared in front of me.

Any resistance from you will only turn into further motivation, everything, fate has given the final answer.

Destiny, what a magnificent power, how evil.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Grindelwald shifted his sight as the purple flame intertwined with blood-red mist.

His eyes were placed on Voldemort and the blood gushing out of his body, the red mist blood abyss.

I have to say that Voldemort and him are in the same echelon, and he does have two tricks.

This blood-colored bug is really dangerous.

I don’t know how Voldemort controlled it, but he was so easy.

However, what surprised Grindelwald the most was...

A bloody fate is constantly gathering.

Here, it seems that Voldemort's home court is at this moment, and the world seems to be helping him.

It seems to be celebrating what he did.

Why?

Killing, although there is a chance to be favored by fate.

But there is no doubt that only the enemy of fate will be treated like this.

And why are they, the savior whom they have a destiny, beloved?

Confusion emerged in my mind. Grindelwald stood in mid-air, quietly paying attention to the every move of Voldemort, Harry Potter Wanda Ian and others.

Somewhat puzzled, he needed to get more information to get the answer he wanted.

"Professor Credence, it's time for you to take action."

Ian's voice rang around and Grindelwald set his sight on the ground.

Soon, a man in a black wizard robe also appeared in Grindelwald's sight.

Old friend.

Grindelwald looked at the familiar face and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The hidden means are indeed very powerful. Dumbledore and Voldemort could not find it, and he was not surprised.

However, who made this old friend intertwined his fate too closely?

It can be said that since the time of youth, the other party's fate has already collided with oneself, intertwined with oneself, and even entangled with one another.

He obviously had bad luck in his friend. He was sensing the flow of fate, but the other party was actually hiding under his nose.

Every move is like watching the patterns on the palm of your palm.

At this moment, it was really easy to kill him!

As the thought emerged, Grindelwald continued to observe the battle between his old friend Credent and Voldemort.

The silent magic is indeed unique, but it is still the food of the blood abyss insect.

That's right, even if it's my magic and I'm the best at Lihuo, it's still difficult to completely stop these bugs.

It has to be said that Voldemort, who was favored by fate, and combined with these extremely dangerous and unlimited adaptation in front of him, it is really too difficult.

"Lohart, if you don't take action, your students will be finished!"

Claydens' shouts rang out, and Grindelwald suddenly looked up and stared at the air not far away.

I saw Lohart wearing a seven-color wizard robe coming into my eyes.

Meanwhile, Lockhart was smiling at him.

The eyes were opposite, the silver-white pupils and emerald green eyes looked at each other, and a smile appeared at the same time.

It seems that the two of them had a sense of early

As Lockhart pronounced his name, Grindelwald appeared in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the black mist on the ground, the blood-red mist and purple flames intertwined each other.

Above the sky, Lockhart and Grindelwald, one wearing a colorful wizard robe and the other wearing a gray wizard robe, staring at each other.

call!

As the blood-red mist gradually recovered, Credence also retracted the black mist transformed by his magic, and Remy also retracted his purple flame.

The mist of the blood abyss returned to Voldemort's body, and Grindelwald and Lohart slowly landed on the ground.

"Meet again, Grindelwald." Lohat looked at Grindelwald's silver-white pupils with interest.

The thoughts turn, and the colorful dream power evolves into a light golden power of fate that covers the other party's fate.

"Yes, Lockhart, I didn't expect we would meet here." Grindelwald said slowly in a calm tone.

As he said that, he looked around the environment of the Forbidden Forest, his voice was low and he sighed with emotion: "It would be great if Albus comes here again."

Then, Grindelwald said in an inquiring tone: "Lohart, I'm really curious, what did you convince Albus."

"He is such a determined person, and it's hard for me to imagine that he was persuaded not to participate and be a bystander."

As if Lockhart didn't hear Grindelwald's question, he continued to get the hanging ring in his hand.

However, the conversation between the two made Voldemort, who was beside Voldemort a little impatient.

Since he learned that the biggest mastermind behind the scenes was Lockhart, his murderous intent could not be stopped, and the thought of revenge appeared repeatedly in his heart all the time.

"Grindelwald, it's very simple to know the answer."

Voldemort raised a finger and said word by word: "Catch Lockhart and I'll check the memory."

Speaking of this, Voldemort showed a cruel smile on his face: "No matter how much you say, you might as well fight and see blood, and you can say anything."

As he said that, a large number of blood abyss insects emerged from their bodies again, forming a blood-red mist behind them.

He was full of contempt for talking before the war.

After saying so much, I won’t get any useful information, and in the end I will have a big fight.

Of course, you can speak by yourself, but others can't speak by you.

Well, he, Voldemort, is such a double standard!

After hearing this, Grindelwald frowned slightly, but looking at Lockhart's attitude, he also knew that it seemed impossible to obtain useful information from Lockhart by communication alone.

then……

call!

He swayed his right hand slightly, and the blue fierce fire fell on the ground like a drop of water.

In an instant, the fire rose rapidly and spread rapidly along the ground.

Instead of rushing directly to anyone, he began to spread around, forming a huge blue fire circle.

The grass left behind inside the fire circle turned yellow almost in a short time, and then it seemed that it could not stand the scorching fire and spontaneously burned.

Soon, only a piece of yellow land was left in the huge circle of fierce fire.

Lockhart, Credents, Voldemort, all of them were in this circle, as if this was the duel field left for them.

"It should have been like this long ago!"

Voldemort licked his lips and said bloodthirsty.

At the same time, blood mist was spreading behind it, like a storm rotating and expanding rapidly.

Lockhart's eyes shone with colorful light and his palm slightly stretched forward.

A large amount of colorful dream power gushed out.

In a very short time, a colorful barrier stood in front of him.

Wanda, Ian, Harry, Hermione and others ran behind Lockhart.

As for Credence, he slowly walked to Lockhart's side.

The wand stretched out and the familiar black mist emerged again.

(End of this chapter)