Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 438 This is the war between the Death Eaters and Kamar-Taj (second update)

Magic feast.

Obviously, it was Professor Lockhart, no, it should be called Principal Lockhart now, a program prepared for the opening ceremony.

The necromancers in their seats straightened up slightly one after another, focusing on the group of students in the center of the square.

Some of them cast a spell on themselves to magnify their eyesight, and some can take out a magic prop similar to a telescope to make their vision clearer.

The students led by Ian, Vera, Remy, Wanda and others raised their magic wands one after another.

According to the previous rehearsal, wave the wand at the same time, along the same trajectory, outline elegant lines neatly, the lines are intertwined, cohesive,

next moment.

boom! boom! boom!

Accompanied by the sound of bangs one after another, magic light bullets of different colors rose into the air like Firework.

On the clear blue sky, various Fireworks are unleashed.

Blue, Purple, Red, Green.

Fireworks of different colors are intertwined, rendering the sky a gorgeous pattern.

Sitting in their seats, many young necromancers couldn't help showing joyful faces when they saw this scene.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

I don't know who took the lead, and the whole square burst into warm applause.

As for the students who were performing, the corners of their mouths slightly curled up when they heard everyone's warm applause.

Immediately afterwards, Ian, who was in the front row, shouted: "First form, animal world, let go."

After the words fell, the performing students waved their wands again. This time, everyone waved their wands with different trajectories.

But there is a strange beauty in combination.

As they waved their wands, along the trajectory of the wands, lines began to emerge one after another, freezing in mid-air.

Soon, on top of each necromancer's head, strange magical animal patterns formed one after another.

There are blue ball birds, silver unicorns, red flame dragons, pale gold phoenixes, and milky white rune horses.

All kinds of magical creatures gradually emerged.

As the students wave their wands to float in mid-air, then start moving, Flight.

The unicorn is running in mid-air with silver and white halos.

The phoenix waved its pale gold wings, and sprinkled strands of golden brilliance.

The ball escape bird waved Blue's small wings, flickering, performing space movement in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, many necromancers couldn't help but widen their eyes, watching the gorgeous scene in front of them carefully.

However, a group of Hogwarts teachers headed by Dumbledore, definitely, and other schools, are pure-blood necromancers.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes flashed with deep thought.

They are not the same as the Common necromancer, what the Common necromancer sees is the magnificence of the scene.

And what they saw was more about the degree of control these students had over magic.

So flexible, vivid, and vividly outlines the appearance of magical animals.

They all show that their degree of control over magic is much higher than that of people of the same level.

Moreover, the patterns of the various magical creatures above, whether it is flight, movement, or demeanor, cannot be said to be completely consistent, but the difference is not bad.

It is enough to show that they have come into contact with many magical creatures.

In a sense, in some respects, this group of students following Lockhart surpassed most necromancers of the same age.

"Second form, natural prosperity, let go." This time, Vera's crisp voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the wands in the hands of the students waved again.

Swimming in mid-air, Flight's various magical creature patterns popped into flashes of light in different colors.

Like raindrops, it gradually sprinkled over the entire square.

When the brilliance fell into the gray marble floor, it didn't disappear, but began to pile up like soil.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a piece of green grass began to emerge on the smooth marble floor.

In the center of the meadow, a clear water pond quietly appeared.

At the same time, red roses, pale yellow rhododendrons and other gorgeous flowers began to slowly emerge and grow in the grass on the square.

From a distance, it looks quite beautiful.

And to the surprise of the necromancers, along with these embellished Common flowers, more magical plants also began to appear.

The mint-like white fresh, the green mandella, the hellebore like a lotus, and even the tall whooping willow, devil's net and so on appeared on the grass.

This scene made many necromancers swallow their saliva.

Although I know these are fake, but these magic materials are really valuable.

"Professor Sprout, how do you feel about the imitation of this batch of potions?" McGonagall asked Professor Sprout sitting next to him in a low voice.

As a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts, Sprout couldn't help raising his inquiring eyes when he saw this scene.

"Although it is an imitation, some details are in place." Sprout judged with certainty: "This group of students should have been exposed to potions, and they are less necromancer than ordinary."

Dumbledore was not far away, his ears moved slightly, and he heard Spratt's judgment.

In his view, Lockhart had students perform magical animals and magical plants.

It is to show the level of cultivating students from the side.

However, judging from the current performance, it is very good, and even the excellent ones are a bit too prominent.

For the control of magic, this can be exercised through strict training.

As for potions, there are requirements for abilities in this aspect, but even higher requirements for teachers.

Otherwise, no matter how high the ability is, if the teacher is too mediocre, the ability will be wasted.

This is also the reason why Snape wanted to be a professor of black magic defense, but he has always refused, but Snape has an extraordinary ability in potions.

And who trained this group of students?

Not Lockhart.

Lockhart's ability in potions, well, arguably no ability.

A list of potion masters came to mind, and Dumbledore corresponded one by one, but he couldn't figure it out.

And at this moment, in a corner in front of the seat.

The two faces were somewhat similar, as if they were young necromancers who were brothers, watching the performances of the students.

They each had a magic suitcase at their feet.

However, one of them has a calm face, while the other has a very gloomy face, and a trace of resentment flashes in his eyes from time to time.

"Are you sure you want to do it now?"

Although Voldemort was full of killing intent towards Lockhart, there were so many necromancers present, and Dumbledore was also there.

He also didn't feel like the right time to make the shot.

Tom Riddle on the side heard it, and said in a serious manner: "This is the best time now."

"You should be able to feel that the curse is deepening day by day. The longer the delay, the greater the danger to us."

"Besides, we are targeting Lockhart, not them. With the reputation of Death Eaters, ordinary necromancers dare not make a move."

"As for Dumbledore and the others, I'm here to delay. Delaying for some time is not a problem."

"And you, and your werewolves, dementors, and black necromancers, go directly to Lockhart."

"You don't have that confidence, do you?"

Facing Tom Riddle's aggressive general, Voldemort was naturally not fooled, but after thinking about it, he found that there seemed to be no problem.

In his opinion, the biggest risk is nothing more than Dumbledore and other necromancers.

But, with Tom Riddle resisting, why should he worry?

Something happened, and it wasn't me who was severely injured.

Immediately afterwards, Tom Riddle added another sentence.

"Don't forget, we tried it before, and the door key still works when something unexpected happens."

"And, do you think it would be fun to have Lockhart's students be werewolves?"

Hearing Tom Riddle's temptation, Voldemort's eyes lit up, and his heart moved even more suddenly.

Damn Lockhart, let me see your students become the despicable werewolves in the necromancer world, what will you do?

While thinking, Voldemort stared at the beautiful scene released by Lockhart's students in the center of the square.

"Okay, according to the plan, let's make a move."

Hearing this, Tom Riddle smiled, holding the magic suitcase in his hand, the magic power surged, and the black shadow flickered.

Apparatus!

The next moment, he appeared in front of all the necromancers in the seats.

At the same time, the magic suitcase in his hand was opened, and a group of Death Eaters in black robes appeared beside him.

But at this moment, the same figure appeared near the center of the square, not far from the students.

Similarly, beside him, the magic suitcase has already been opened.

And what appeared next to him were a group of ferocious werewolves, cold dementors, and black necromancers exuding a dark aura.

Immediately, an ink-green light curtain appeared in front of the necromancer in the auditorium.

And an elegant voice also spread out.

"Every necromancer, please be quiet, the next is the war between the Death Eaters and Kamar-Taj!"

(end of this chapter)