Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 439 Two Generations of Dark Lords and White Demon Kings Gather (Part 1)

Folks, it's a war between the Death Eaters and Kamar-Taj!

A group of necromancers sitting in the auditorium heard an elegant and haughty voice.

At the same time, on the edge of the square, opposite them, an ink green barrier exuding strong magic power fluctuations appeared in front of them.

at the same time

boom!

A firework-like ink-green light burst in the sky.

The ink green Death Eater mark with intertwined skulls and snakes floated in the sky.

Seeing this, Dumbledore, who was not far from the barrier, instantly stood up and stared at the group of Death Eaters wearing Black necromancer robes outside the energy barrier.

No, to be precise, he was staring at the familiar face in the middle.

"Tom, is that you?" Although Dumbledore's words revealed doubts, his tone was very certain.

"Long time no see, Principal." Tom Riddle, who had restored his youthful face, nodded in response.

Meanwhile, the Common necromancers sitting in the auditorium.

After seeing the mark of the Death Eaters, he started to panic.

Some raised their wands tremblingly, as if preparing to attack or defend.

Some started to get up and flee in a hurry to the rear.

They were the complete opposite of Dumbledore and the others who sat in front and remained calm.

At this moment, Tom Riddle looked at the flustered and dramatic scene in front of him with great interest.

He enjoyed it quite a bit, this is the prestige of the Dark Lord.

"Quiet."

The panic didn't last long, as a gentle voice sounded around.

As if there was a magical force, the expressions of the panicked necromancers gradually stabilized.

They all set their eyes on Dumbledore who had just spoken.

"Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic, professors from various schools, necromancers, and Aurors are all here."

"We will do everything we can to keep everyone safe."

Without hesitation, Dumbledore directly pulled the professors of the magic school, the principal, and the members of the Ministry of Magic to the platform.

After hearing what Dumbledore said, the Hogwarts professors, including Snape and McGonagall, stood up and raised their wands high, as if there was a disagreement and they were about to launch an attack.

At the same time, a series of leading figures including the vice-principal of Durmstrang College, the principal of Bray Barton Magic, and the Minister of Magic stood up one after another, leading the professors and colleagues beside them.

Their expressions also became serious, holding their wands tightly in their hands, and staring at the group of Death Eaters outside the energy barrier.

Well, Fudge's face turned a little pale.

"Don't worry, we won't do anything to you. This is the battle between our Death Eaters and Lockhart Kamar-Taj." Tom Riddle's voice spread through the ears of every necromancer in the audience.

Then, he added something.

"The premise is that you don't do it."

Then, he threatened Dumbledore and others with a smile: "Dumbledore, professors, and the directors of the Ministry of Magic."

"You guys don't want us to cast the Killing Curse on Common necromancers at will!"

Hearing that Tom was kidnapped by the life and morality of the Common necromancer, Dumbledore glanced slightly and saw the slightly relaxed expressions of the other school principals and professors.

His face froze.

This is not a good thing. Immediately, he was about to break the deadlock.

suddenly

"Tsk tut, Albus, I think you should listen to the Dark Lord."

The sound of Grindelwald watching the play entered Dumbledore's ears, and his face became ugly for an instant.

"We'll look at Lockhart and Kamar-Taj and have a little bit of faith in him."

"I believe that you also want to see his true strength."

The voice of the two generations of Dark Lords threatening together made Dumbledore freeze his actions.

Voldemort and the threats of the Death Eaters, he was confident that he should have no problem blocking them.

After all, there are quite a few good necromancers around.

But add a hidden Getler.

Now, he is really not sure.

I can only watch the battlefield on the square through this ink green, transparent barrier like all the necromancers.

Square made of marble.

Green grass, colorful flowers, magical plants of strange shapes

These are transformed by magic and intertwined with each other to form a beautiful picture.

However, not far from the center of the square, a gray and white marble floor suddenly appeared.

And on the ground, what emerged were werewolves with ferocious faces, dementors exuding a cold aura, and black necromancers wearing black robes exuding a dark aura.

And the leader was the Dark Lord Voldemort with pale skin and scarlet eyes.

"My loyal men, now, is the first step in recasting order." Voldemort's cold voice sounded.

"The next step is to use the killing you are best at to forge a ladder to power."

"Lockhart, I'll deal with it."

"This group of students, come and kill them. Those who kill the most will be rewarded heavily."

A murderous voice sounded, and a group of werewolves and black necromancers seemed to be infected. They stared at the students not far away, and their expressions became a little crazy.

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

"Kill!"

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The howls of the werewolves and the excited shouts of the black necromancers intertwined with each other.

Crazy rushed towards Ian Remy and other students.

And the dementors also flew up from the sky and rushed towards the students together.

Delicious, sweet, seductive young souls, here they come.

The students at this moment are looking at dark creatures such as werewolves rushing towards them not far away.

There was no panic, and he didn't even put down the wand in his hand, as if he had expected it.

"The third form, Heavenly Fire descends into the world!"

Ian, Vera, Remy, Wanda, the voices of the four came to mind at the same time.

All the students behind them waved their magic wands in unison.

Almost instantly, everyone present, including the necromancers in the auditorium, had a clear perception.

A majestic wave of magic power enveloped the entire square.

At the same time, there is magically transformed grass on the ground, and the potion turns into various colored light spots and dissipates.

Above the sky, the pure white clouds turned into red flame-colored burning clouds.

The majestic heat that hits the face.

call! call! call!

A strong wind blew up, but this wind did not bring any coolness, instead it became more and more dry and hot.

The werewolf who was running below couldn't help pursing his lips, the hair on his body and face were slightly curled.

Even the dementor Dong twisted his body slightly, which seemed a little uncomfortable.

It may be in an instant, the displacement of the weather.

Before they get used to it.

Many werewolves stopped involuntarily, and even evaded in all directions.

because

Above the sky, a large number of fireballs like meteorites have condensed.

The scorching heat distorted the space, and the majestic coercion permeated the entire square. Many werewolves with keen intuition felt a deadly breath of death coming from above their heads.

hum!

As a group of students waved their wands again, fireballs filled the sky like a meteor shower, falling one after another, hitting the werewolf, black necromancer and other enemies in the square.

Combined spell-casting—Heavenly Fire Comes to the World!

(end of this chapter)