Hogwarts professor in Marvel

Voldemort looked at the portal in front of him with suspicion, which claimed to be able to pass through any spatial barriers.

Although another boastful one, Gringotts has existed for hundreds of years and is known as the safest place in the world.

It is impossible to have no means of defense at all, and space is of utmost importance.

Not to mention waterfalls to guard against thieves, goblins to guard, magic traps and more.

It is only with layers of protection that we can make such a statement now.

"Voldemort, what do you think of the previous suggestion?" Feeling Voldemort's skeptical attitude.

Tom remained calm and talked about other topics instead.

"The grand event of the wizarding world is just around the corner. In this state, it is definitely better to join forces than to separate."

"Not to mention, we are going to a new country where everything is unfamiliar and a massacre is inevitable."

“Union is the best option.”

After hearing this, Voldemort remained silent and did not respond, as if he was thinking.

At this moment, suddenly......

hum!

The black door opened and a faint light shone through.

Light green ripples appeared in the middle of the water, and the ripples kept shaking, as if looking for some connection, or connecting to an unknown place.

The ripples spread outward like ripples on the water.

Searching and positioning, establishing contact, energy transmission, channel establishment...

In just 10 seconds, a series of complex processes have been completed.

In the eyes of many Death Eaters, opposite the black door was a huge space, and standing in the front was a familiar figure.

She just raised her wand high and chanted continuously.

That was the Dark Lord's most loyal subordinate - Bellatrix Lestrange.

tread!tread!tread!

Voldemort walked slowly to the front door, raised his head and looked around, his calm expression concealing his inner surprise.

He took a step inside, and the next moment, he appeared in the vault of Gringotts.

Next came Tom.

After seeing the two Dark Lords take action, the Death Eaters behind them rushed forward impatiently.

"Bella, you did a great job." Voldemort patted Bella's shoulder and praised her: "Now, it's time to enjoy the results."

"What did you lose before? This time, get it back double the amount."

"Let us kill to awaken the wizarding world to fear of the Death Eaters."

Hearing Voldemort's familiar, calm yet cruel tone.

Bella was trembling with excitement, and she couldn't hide her excitement all over her body.

Tom, who was standing by, couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw this, but didn't say much.

This woman's brain has been corrupted by black magic and she is a little abnormal. He has no interest in recruiting such a subordinate.

It's too easy to cause trouble, and it will only get more and more troublesome later.

Voldemort ignored Tom's expression and glanced indifferently at the goblin Russo who was controlled by the Imperius Curse.

next moment.......

"Avada Kedavra!"

puff!

A pale green killing curse appeared, and a corpse fell in front of the vault door.

It was the guard goblin outside, who had sensed abnormal energy fluctuations just now, so he came to investigate.

Unfortunately, I found a dead end.

Voldemort stepped over the goblin's corpse and walked out calmly.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"..."

Several killing curses emerged one after another, and the breath of life outside the vault decreased one by one.

After Tom sensed it, he ignored it.Instead, he stood in front of the goblin Russo.

The wand in his hand was pressed against his temple at his waist.

Pull out the memories deep in the other person's mind one by one.

Feeling the large amount of information emerging in his mind, Tom felt a little regretful.

Alas, all the really good stuff was looted by Kamar-Taj.

Even the dragon head was not spared.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Tom slightly stroked the wand in his hand, and a light silver edge appeared on the goblin's neck.

click!

The air was cold and the bodies were torn apart.

Only a few drops of cold blood dripped onto the ground, but there was no smell of blood.

Now that the information is obtained, the goblin is of no use.

Tom had nothing but disgust for this rebellious race.

The Death Eaters behind him shuddered when they saw this.

"Next, the purebloods collected their own treasury first."

"The rest of the wizards follow me."

Tom ordered in an unquestionable tone.

The Death Eaters nodded.

In this situation, there is absolutely nothing wrong in listening to your master. If you dare not listen, you won't even have a chance to defect.

Tom didn't say much. After he finished speaking, he walked straight out, or to be more precise, walked towards his other self.

The Death Eaters behind him looked at each other and followed him out of the vault.

Then they quickly split into two groups, and the pure-blood wizards with their own background quickly ran to their own vaults.

He took out the key he had prepared in advance and opened the door to his own safe.

The other part followed them all the way to Voldemort.

At this moment, Voldemort exuded a sense of exhilaration in killing.

The surrounding area was filled with corpses of people who came to support the goblins.

For some reason, Tom was also very moved when he saw it.

He also wanted to kill a lot of people to relieve all the depression since his resurrection.

Perhaps, no matter which version of Voldemort it is, he enjoys the pleasure of killing.

At this moment, Voldemort seemed to have sensed Tom's inner desire.

He tilted his head and revealed a rather cruel smile.

"The previous proposal, didn't you ask me how?"

"This time, as long as you can keep up with my killing speed, then, I will do as you say."

After hearing this, Tom nodded without hesitation, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll add another bonus."

"If you beat me, I'll give you a Horcrux."

Chapter 502 Voldemort's Killing Field

Buzz! Buzz!

"Gringotts is experiencing a major crisis. Reminder, major crisis, major crisis."

"All goblins, emergency assembly, emergency assembly."

"Get to the nearby station within one minute and rush to the battlefield."

“…”

A shrill buzzing sound was heard everywhere in the underground caves of Gringotts, and a large number of goblins in red clothes quickly gathered on the platform.

The goblins, who had already gathered, sat in a cart and drove quickly towards a certain direction in the east.

They held magic metal guns in their hands, carried a large number of bullets on their waists, looked serious, and ran towards an unknown battlefield.

call!call!call!

boom!boom!

boom!

The strong wind was whistling in the ears, but in the whistling wind, the fairy could vaguely hear fierce gunshots and loud explosions.

This made him subconsciously hold the weapon tightly in his hand. The cold texture of the gun in his hand and the tight, full bullets at his waist gave him a certain sense of security.

Soon, accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, the fairy Rio saw the battlefield.

The originally tall platform was filled with dark smoke, reflecting a chilling smell of death.

The dust in the air turned into black smoke under the power of magic and kept spreading around, accidentally hitting the fairy who was rushing over. The sound of corrosion and the fairy's scream of pain were heard.

The entire space was filled with the fear of death, and an atmosphere of chaos surrounded the platform.

It would be more appropriate to call this place a ruin rather than a platform.

The large rocks above the cave kept falling under the turbulent spell, but they shattered into pieces before they got close, and some even turned into ashes. The corpses of fighting goblins in red clothes could be seen everywhere.

Blood was flowing freely, arms, heads and other limbs were scattered everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood was as eye-catching as if it was placed right under your nose.

This is a battlefield of killing and death, and the goblins here are like stupid lambs.

All the goblins were terrified after seeing this scene.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Hand of Death!"

"Death Mist!"

"..."

Voldemort waved his wand and leisurely cast the Killing Curse and various deadly black magics. From time to time, he also controlled the death mist above to corrode the goblins who came to support him.

There was a wanton and carefree smile on his face.

He was enjoying the smell of blood, which was pungent to the goblin, but sweet to him, so familiar, so kind.

Especially when he heard the screams of the fairies, all the magic power in his body jumped with excitement.

Killing, death, and darkness were his favorites, and his wizard talent enhanced all of them.

With the two-phase amplification, he is the king in the field of black magic.

Dumbledore was no match for him before, and the same was true for Grindelwald.

Tom, who was not far away, felt his blood boiling when he saw Voldemort at this moment.

The two people are essentially the same, and they both have the same love for darkness and killing.

But he is more rational and he is restraining himself.

If you want the biggest, most beautiful results, you must control your inner thoughts, wait for the right time, and then achieve it in one fell swoop.