The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

When light came into her eyes again, Hermione realized that her eyes had not immediately adjusted. After a moment of delay, she realized that everything had taken over again, and now she was back to where she was after she turned the time turner.

At the moment of leaving, if there is any change that must be found, it is that Hermione has lost the time turner.

More than that, Hermione thought sadly, she opened her mouth as if she was deprived of oxygen, and couldn't say anything as if she was suffocated. Oh, DeWitt... DeWitt still didn't have time to save... If nothing happens,

DeWitt's body was at her feet, and she could see it when she lowered her head, so Hermione was unwilling to lower her head. She glared at the Mirror Master stubbornly and fiercely to show her determination never to give in - in fact, she could now

All we can do is express our determination.

The Mirror Master would not be frightened by the look in the eyes of a little witch like Hermione. There was only... confusion in his eyes. Hermione was surprised by this. She thought she might have seen it wrong, but the Mirror Master did tilt his head back slightly.

The eyebrows are raised and then wrinkled.

"How did you do it?" she heard the Mirror Master ask.

Hermione couldn't think clearly at this time. She looked at everything around her - if everything was connected to the point where she left with the time turner, then where were Harry and Ron? Sirius Black was also dead at that time, and there were others from

The students and other teachers who were thrown down from high altitude... were all gone now. Then she heard the voice of longing for her next to her, so close that she was about to cry.

"That's a complicated process," Hermione was 100% sure that this was DeWitt's voice: "It will be very troublesome to talk about. Unfortunately, I don't have the patience to explain it to you."

She turned around quickly and looked at DeWitt with tears in her eyes.

What about DeWitt? There was no hole between his eyebrows, and he smiled gently at Hermione intact. His eyes were relaxed, as if he had just experienced a pleasant outing, but this sunny expression was reflected in DeWitt's face.

When the Mirror Master turned into a solemn iron-gray color, he raised his hand, with the palm facing downwards and his fingers naturally drooping. At the same time, he announced in a cold voice: "Come on! Stop talking nonsense, let's continue fighting!"

Before the Mirror Master could use his power, the area delineated by DeWitt raised his hand and was already separated from the material world.

The earth cracked open, and the sky changed drastically. Except for this circular arena-like ground, everything around it fell into nothingness and empty darkness.

Mirror Master frowned and kept trying to use his abilities, but this was a place without any rules and could not be measured by any common sense. Those seemingly magnificent tricks could not work, and this attempt was his failure, because De

Witt had already rushed over, and the fist at his waist dug into the mirror master's soft and unexercised abdomen.

The momentum bent Mirror Master's waist and pulled Mirror Master's head down. Then, what quickly expanded in Mirror Master's field of vision was DeWitt's knee, which hit the bridge of Mirror Master's nose.

A sour pain erupted from the center of his face. The body that Mirror Master was accustomed to used was actually a mortal body that facilitated his movements. It was no match for DeWitt's hard-tempered awakened body. Mirror Master was at an unprecedented disadvantage. This was

It was something he had never experienced before. Even though the pain had been shielded, it still meant huge humiliation.

However, the Mirror Master is a monster after all. He has crossed countless worlds. His profound knowledge allowed him to identify that this place is on the verge of the void, and he also found the root cause of the failure of his abilities - there is no time in the void, and there is no common sense in the material world.

, naturally there are no rules for him to take advantage of.

"Do you recognize where this is?" DeWitt didn't know when to stop. He punched continuously and used the edge of his fist to exert violence on Mirror Master's rotten sack-like body, even though he knew that such behavior as venting anger was useless.

He did not hesitate to expend energy and smashed Mirror Master's face without missing an inch. Until no one of Mirror Master's bones was intact, he pressed Mirror Master's head and twisted it 180 degrees, stepping on Mirror Master's soft body.

He stretched his back and exhaled happily and said: "You are a moth in this world, a despicable thief?"

The body of the Mirror Master cannot speak.

Hermione asked cautiously: "Is it over?"

"It would be that easy," the body under DeWitt's feet was destroyed by the power of the fire spell. He patiently explained to Hermione: "Although the glass man's ability cannot take effect in the void, this is just a body.

That's it. Although the Glass Man can play tricks in the material world, he can only show his abilities in the material world. The rest... still depends on individual strength."

"So now it's just a matter of waiting," DeWitt continued: "Waiting for the Glass Man to show up. Most things with ancient origins have no personal consciousness, but the Glass Man is different. He is conscious and even has a sense of shame similar to humans. He sees humans.

Just like a human watching a movie, he can control the fate of the characters in the movie at any time. Now he is humiliated by the characters in the movie, and he still controls super-standard power in his hands when he is humiliated... This is a breath that no one can swallow.

Even if I can swallow it...oh, here it comes."

It was Emma Grossman, but it was not Emma Grossman. What came was a black shadow with the outline of Emma Grossman, which stepped out of the void into the independent area of ​​​​DeWitt.<

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"This is not okay," DeWitt whispered, and Hermione heard clearly: "Now is not the time for me to take action..."

Hermione wanted to step forward to meet the enemy, but Dewitt held her hand to prevent her from running away.

"We have to change the venue," DeWitt said, raising his voice and shouting: "Alice? Alice——"

Feeling the call, Alice emerged from the air. Before she could say hello, DeWitt pointed at the ghost girl's illusory body.

Then Alice's skirt and her whole body took on color, and then flesh and weight. When her toes touched the ground, the power of the fairyland began to increase and began to descend. At the junction of the void and the material world, the environment began to change, until

Exactly the same as a corner of fairyland.

On the green grass, the shadow of Emma Grossman looked extremely abrupt, and the wonderland began to put tremendous pressure on this evil creature.

"I came back to life briefly," DeWitt said, looking at Alice who gently picked up the corner of her skirt and looked around curiously: "Next, you will fight tooth for tooth, eye for eye. Although this Emma is a fake, it is enough.

It makes you angry."

"What about you?" Hermione asked.

"Heh," DeWitt looked into the depths of the void, sneered appraised: "I have to wait for that precious glass man to come and have a serious fight to see if he is brave enough."