Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Norway, wilderness area.

A large number of figures wearing black wizard robes appeared in the snow-capped wasteland.

From a distance, it's just a black dot.

But when he looked closer, he saw two old-looking wizards and a middle-aged wizard standing aside.

In front of them, a dozen wizards silently waved their wands, drawing out a large number of lines of different colors and ancient runes in this snow-white wasteland.

"Andre, when did we last meet?" Herman Frank, the wizard of the Frank family, said with some nostalgia.

When the indifferent Andre Flint heard Abbett's question, a stiff smile appeared on his cold face and said, "It's been a few years. The last time was probably 10 years ago."

"I still remember the last time we met. Let's discuss the Dark Lord in the Council of Elders."

Hearing this, Herman nodded slightly and said with some regret: "I met the Dark Lord a few years ago, and I fully agree with his philosophy - pure blood above all else."

"And he is indeed very strong, much better than us old guys."

"It's a pity that I ended up going crazy studying black magic."

At this moment, the middle-aged pure-blood wizard next to him, Donovan Travers, also interjected lightly: "If he hadn't lost his mind and even wanted to conquer the Presbyterian Church, how could he have perished so easily?"

"The talent is good, but it's a pity that it's too hasty."

Faced with Donovan's evaluation, Andre also agreed: "You are right, Donovan, you must be cautious when studying black magic."

"We all have the support of our family background, and we will not take some detours."

"But the Dark Lord has none of that."

Speaking of this, Andre sighed.

"However, it is also because of this that we can see how terrifying his talent is." Herman said lightly: "He is indeed a figure who can compete with Dumbledore."

Speaking of Dumbledore, Donovan said: "It's a pity that Dumbledore refuses to join our Presbyterian Church."

"Otherwise, the Phoenix bloodline may become a key material for us to extend our lifespan in the next step."

"Don't think about this." Andre seemed to be mocking himself: "He sees death more clearly than we do."

"I tried to win over him before, but he mentioned to me that death is just another great adventure!"

"I knew at that time that he was probably from the same group as me."

Hearing this, Donovan and Herman were both silent.

After a moment, Herman changed the subject and said, "Have you received the message from the family? The Dark Lord seems to have appeared again."

"It seems that he was not completely dead last time. What do you think?"

"Same as before, I think our Presbyterian Council should not interfere." Andre said softly: "He will still need us if he wins. If he can't win, Dumbledore will not take action against us."

"Although we are not afraid of them, there is no need to waste our limited lives just to take action."

Both of them nodded at the suggestion Andre mentioned.

In addition to maintaining the status of the pure-blood family, the most important thing for the Presbyterian Council they formed is for everyone to communicate with each other and seek immortality together.

In other words, life span is the key factor that unites them.

In addition to maintaining the status of pure-blood family rule, every member of the Presbyterian Church has a common characteristic that when they reach middle age or old age, they are full of desire to extend their lives.

This is a pure-blood alliance formed for the sake of immortality.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. What do you think of this action?" Herman changed the subject again: "It is said that the Umbrella Party reminded us not to underestimate Professor Lockhart."

"No matter how strong he is, if he falls into the magic circle this time, even if he is Dumbledore, he will lose a layer of skin."

Andre said calmly.

"Yes, as long as Grindelwald or Dumbledore doesn't appear, even if we don't rely on the magic circle, the three of us can suppress it."

"I just hope that this operation can reduce the loss of life span as much as possible. Otherwise, even if there is replenishment, I will have to sleep and recuperate for five or six years."

Hearing this, the other two people nodded confidently.

They paid no attention to Professor Lockhart.

You know, even Voldemort is basically in middle age, close to fifty or sixty years old.

Only with greater strength than them.

And now Professor Lockhart is only about 30 years old. Even if he studies magic desperately, how strong is he?

Even though these people are a bit older, it is time that gives them the opportunity to gain more knowledge.

If it hadn't been for the reminder from the Wiccan Party or Grindelwald this time, I'm afraid none of the three old guys would have come.

With his thoughts turning, he waved his wand and the wizard who built the magic circle stepped forward and said respectfully: "Sir, the magic circle is basically completed. Please check it."

After Andre saw it, he stretched out his wand and tapped it gently. At the same time, he closed his eyes slightly and seemed to be sensing the magic circle.

In an instant, a light gray light spread outwards, covering the entire magic circle.

The next moment, the magic circle gradually began to glow with blood-red blood.

Seeing this, the wizards stood aside very respectfully, as if waiting for the judgment of the three adults.

Soon Andre opened his eyes, looked at each other at the two friends beside him, and nodded slightly.

Then, facing the wizard who bowed his head respectfully in front of him, he said in a deep voice: "There is no problem with the magic circle. You should be vigilant and be ready to take action at any time."

In their eyes, these wizards are used as cannon fodder at critical times.

If Lockhart can be eliminated with the help of the magic circle and these wizards without them taking action, then it will be more suitable.

Don't waste their lives.

The three of them acquiesced to this without communicating.

Although this mission will give you a lot of vitality replenishment, it is better to cherish a little if you can.

After the wizards heard it, they stood aside respectfully.

However, he held his wand tightly in his hand and remained vigilant, as if waiting for a figure to appear in the middle of the magic circle.

As time passed by, the magic circle seemed to be motionless.

suddenly

The three of them turned their heads and looked to the left. Their expressions changed. What did they find in the end?

Then looking at each other, Donovan said: "This Professor Lockhart is indeed not simple, since he can forcibly change the location of the Apparition."

"Walk!"

With a command, all the wizards waved their wands and chanted spells.

"Apparition!"

It is about 5 kilometers away from the magic circle.

In the same snowy field, a black shadow flashed, and two figures emerged.

However, almost as soon as they appeared, the two quickly separated.

At this moment, Lockhart looked at the pale Gaolan Poulson in front of him and said jokingly: "Poulson, how is the effect of phantom movement?"

Poulsen looked pale and covered his abdomen with one hand, seeming to feel a little nauseous.

"Professor Lockhart, why are you forced to change the location of the Apparition?" Poulson asked directly: "Don't you know this is very dangerous? If you are not careful, we may all be in danger of splitting."

However, Poulsen pinched the ring on his finger while asking questions.

It seems that this ring can bring him a great sense of security.

After Lockhart heard it, he didn't say anything and just looked at Poulson silently.

It made Poulsen tremble inside.

After a moment, Lockhart said: "Polson, the signal was sent."

"What signal? Professor Lockhart?" Poulson asked in a panic.

Roarhart smiled and said, "This is the signal you sent to the pure-blood family, but from the looks of it, you should have finished sending it."

"Then are you of any use now?"

Hearing this, Poulsen became even more panicked and said quickly: "Professor, I don't know what signal you are talking about. Please don't misunderstand."

As he spoke, he continued to pour magic power into the ring.

Seeing this, Lockhart said calmly: "Safely release the signal. Without your signal, they will not be able to come."

"You know, if they don't come, there won't be anyone to keep you company on the road to hell."

Hearing this, Poulsen seemed even more frightened and opened his mouth as if to explain.

Then

He saw Lockhart raise his right hand and squeeze it forward slightly.

The next moment, he reached out to cover his heart, only to feel the constant pain in his heart, as if it was about to break.

Then he knelt on the ground, covering his heart with his left hand, and stretched his right hand towards Lockhart, his eyes full of pleading.

At the same time, he also said hesitantly: "Professor Lolohart, I...I didn't mean it, I just..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, there was a slight bang, his heart shattered, and he lost the breath of life.

When Lockhart saw this, he was not surprised. He glanced at it indifferently, then turned around and looked in a certain direction behind him, and seemed to feel a spatial fluctuation emerging.

At the same time, Lockhart stretched out his wand, a faint smile on his face.

The war has begun and it's time to close the net.