The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

After entering the door, flashes of light filled everything he looked at, and there was a buzzing in his ears. Then the light gradually dimmed, and the teleportation was about to end. DeWitt should have entered another world, but now there is only darkness and nothingness in front of him.

This is the void. Appearing here means that DeWitt and the person walking in front are separated.

This separation was too sudden. He was paying attention to the direction of Ciri's heading and was ready to help correct it at any time, because the "road" opened by the ancient blood did not have to pass through the void, but suddenly, darkness wrapped around his five senses——

Maybe this is a normal phenomenon, DeWitt first thought, because the distance between the world and the world is void, and there are no concepts of the material world in the void. Not only time, but also the orientation has no rules.

, and then he realized that it was darkness rather than nothingness that trapped him. Darkness is a kind of "being", and void is "nothing" with "nothing", so he immediately set out to solve the abnormal state of his body until

I heard Alice’s voice:

"I've been calling you for a long time," Alice said calmly in the emerald. "From shouting anxiously to being annoyed, and now accepting it calmly, it corresponds to the three stages when you and Hermione are far away - you can catch up and disappear.

Missing and now completely separated."

DeWitt was floating in the void, his breathing gradually becoming heavier. After realizing that something was wrong, the first thing that exploded was anger, followed by rapid self-control, and returned to calm. He squeezed it out from between his teeth as if it was burning.

Words: "There's something going on!"

Alice said: "Do something useful!"

"It's being done." DeWitt responded, then took out the spare materials and used Ciri's blood as the key...

At this moment, a slender claw made of black mist poked out from the boundless nothingness. This claw came suddenly and quickly, and the moment it appeared, it was as if it was already there, combining the materials and

Grab all the blood into your hands and let the black mist corrode everything in your hands, causing it to solidify, wither, and weather until it disappears.

DeWitt did not prevent this from happening, he had anticipated this situation - so the materials were redundant and cheap, the blood was real, but only a small part was destroyed. The real action that was necessary was to recover

To fight the enemy, raise your sword and swing it down.

In absolute nothingness, DeWitt used thunder and lightning to shatter the curtain of darkness, revealing the monster hidden behind it. Although the monster looked like an amorphous mass of darkness, he recognized it immediately from its familiar aura.

The identity of the other party, with a voice filled with anger, said in a low voice: "Gante O'Dimm! No wonder! If it were you! If it were you... it would make sense..."

"Ah...it's me, of course it's me. Aren't you happy to see your old friend? Since I was expelled by you last time, I have been paying some attention to your world. I am always paying attention to the movements in your world.

Thinking about when you would come out, so I looked for opportunities and found bait - just like you tempted me to come out, and you did not let me down - you are like those wizards who are thirsty for knowledge, and will not let anyone go.

Opportunity..."

DeWitt immediately understood: "So, Siri's visit has something to do with you?"

"Are you surprised? You can't imagine my existence at all. What you think is unbelievable is as simple as snapping your fingers to me. Changing the path of that unlucky girl only requires a few flicks," Youyou flashed.

The black shadow continued, and the source of the voice kept changing, "You tricked me out, didn't you want to have a chat with me? Since we were separated last time, I have been missing you, very much..."

At this moment, words are the weakest thing. Perhaps it is because Mirror Master collects souls and appreciates souls as antiques. No matter how vicious the insults are, they may just be embellishments to please him, and they can only harm the existence of Mirror Master himself.

, or the fact that it deprives him of his fun is the real pain.

But what exactly is the Mirror Master? The more you understand the answer to this question, the smaller the threat of the Mirror Master. DeWitt has been thinking about this problem for a long time. He has the method and the power, so Overflow begins to breed in the void.

The golden thunder and lightning radiated out in all directions with DeWitt as the center, forming a field with nowhere to escape, locked and then imprisoned, forcing the Mirror Master to appear.

A rickety humanoid shadow appeared in the field of vision. There was no need to wait, the light of the secret source began to bloom. DeWitt awakened the god-like power. He was like a lighthouse standing in the gloomy ocean, and the light he radiated was his.

Power, while fire and ice are only manifestations of power, the real equal is the soul.

Whether it is the Mirror Master or the wild dog on the roadside, the soul represents the meaning of their independent existence. When the soul is hurt or destroyed, the real death will come. In the face of this death, the Mirror Master is the same as the wild dog on the roadside.

There is nothing you can do. The only difference is that the soul of a wild dog is more fragile.

So DeWitt longingly thought - he must swallow the soul of the Mirror Master.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed forward and fought with the Mirror Master with his sword blade and fists. They moved freely in the void. When needed, there was a flat surface under their feet that could be supported. When not needed, they could suddenly shuttle to another place.
"In the final analysis, your abilities cannot exceed human imagination." As the battle progressed, DeWitt gradually gained the upper hand. He said with emotion, "You want to hurt me, but you can only try to cut my flesh.

Or corrode my bones, control my soul, even if you stop time, the impact you can have on me must be done by yourself... Sometimes I wonder if there is something beyond my knowledge, in an unheard of way.

It came in a strange way, and the method used by this thing is also incomprehensible - maybe even the word "thing" is not suitable to describe it..."

The black mist began to try to escape.

"But you are obviously not among them," DeWitt's figure flickered, moving as he pleased like wearing a cloak of void, while mocking, "You are a devil, stealing the authority in the world, and then controlling the fragile body

Act within the world..."

The next time he traveled through the void, DeWitt caught Mirror Master's oversight. He pierced the black mist, and the radiance of the power of the secret source began to saturate the surroundings from the point of contact. When he was about to die, Mirror Master transformed into

His face in the human posture showed a proud and cruel expression. Under the stimulation of pain, he said more happily: "You think you won? Do you think you defeated me head-on? I will make you regret it..."

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"I will not regret it," DeWitt interrupted Mirror Master's last words. He raised the corners of his lips calmly and said, "You want to say that you are here to contain me, but in fact you went to kill the other group and walked out of the world with me.

companion? But I was on guard - I told you I was prepared - I'm so happy that you failed. Did you sense it? The death of the other person who went to kill someone? I haven't sensed it yet.

? Then wait a little longer..."

In the void where there is no concept of time, time must be remembered with the body. After enduring several waves of pain soaked by the power of the secret source, Mirror Master sensed the death of another part of himself.

There is no doubt that the devil failed. DeWitt was about to speak. Of course he would not let go of this opportunity to humiliate the Mirror Master, but the Mirror Master instead gritted his teeth and sneered in hatred. He had obviously completed some steps to form the black body of his body.

The fog is collapsing rapidly.

"My goal is always you..." From the center of the collapse, a white fog with strong attraction quickly diffused, and the lingering voice of the Mirror Master echoed in the fog, "You will sink in this land without death, and suffer

No matter how tortured you are, there is no way to escape...I will double the pain you bring me..."

For the rest, Mirror Master was too exhausted to speak out, and DeWitt was forced to walk into the fog. Before walking out of the fog, no matter where he went, he would only get closer to one place.