Hogwarts professor in Marvel

Remi waved his wand quietly, and he took the lead in the four-man group. The purple flame expanded instantly and continuously spewed out in all directions.

It spread rapidly towards Voldemort's location, trying to engulf him.

Looking at the approaching purple flames, Voldemort seemed to have thought of something. Anger appeared on his face, and tremendous magic power roared out.

hum!hum!hum!

Blood-red mist surged out from behind, covering the surrounding grass and trees.

Almost instantly, with a buzzing sound, everything turned into a wasteland.

There is no sign of the dense jungle that originally existed here.

The red mist spread all around, and large areas of grass and forests were swallowed up and turned into wastelands.

At the same time, the purple flames moved forward, and the blood-red mist was not to be outdone.

Rushed directly towards the purple sea of ​​fire.

call!call!call!

hum!hum!hum!

The scorching flames caused the air to whistle, and a mixed buzzing sound came from the blood-colored mist.

At the moment the flame and mist collided with each other, the purple flame seemed to have obtained some fuel and it surged.

Directly forced back a large portion of the blood-red fog.

however……

It was visible to the naked eye that the purple flames were approaching slower and slower, as if the blood-red mist had adapted to it.

He began to counterattack and began to consume the flames.

"Damn, these bugs are so adaptable!"

"They actually started to devour my purple flame!"

In the depression, Remi couldn't help but say.

Yes, the four of them could clearly sense together that the so-called blood-red mist was actually made up of tiny blood-red bugs.

Originally, when the two collided, Remi's purple flame easily burned these blood-red insects.

However, these insects seemed to be stimulated by something, and their resistance to fire continued to increase. Remi only felt that the purple flame was becoming more and more difficult to burn.

Then soon, he could clearly sense that these insects were devouring his magic power and his purple flame step by step.

It seemed that they were completely immune to the flames that originally had the upper hand, and even fed on them.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the blood-red mist is increasing and the purple flames are decreasing.

Even so, Remi summoned up his magic power and continued to summon more purple flames.

However, the blood-red mist did not stop, and the red bugs became more and more excited.

It kept rushing towards the purple flame, absorbing, transforming, and reproducing more of its own kind.

Voldemort watched the expansion of the Blood Worm from a distance, with a faint smile on his face.

Sure enough, magic is the best food.

I didn’t expect the magic of these little wizards would be so delicious, and of better quality than that of the French wizards.

With his thoughts turning, Voldemort began to order these blood kites to slow down, wanting to squeeze out as much magical power and purple flames as possible from these young wizards.

After all, this is his trump card against Tom and Lockhart.

"No, I can't take it anymore!"

At this moment, Remi could clearly feel the weakness in his body, and even his magic power was a little disobedient and wanted to resist.

Wanda on the side seemed to sense Remi's weakness as well.

The thought turned into a thought, wanting to replace Remi and take the lead in resisting Voldemort.

After all, if her talent is fully utilized, I believe she should be able to stop Voldemort.

However, when she expressed her wishes, Ian directly refused.

And, he summoned his magic power and shouted loudly to all around.

"Professor Credence, it's time for you to take action."

As the captain, the safety of everyone's lives comes first.

Now is not the time to show off. He will not risk the lives of his teammates to show off.

Now that he knew that Professor Credence was hiding nearby, it was his turn to take action.

Even if Credence doesn't take action, Ian will turn around and force him to take action.

This is Ian's logic. As the captain, he should be responsible for the lives of his team members.

As Ian's voice echoed around, at the same time, a mighty magical power spread rapidly in all directions.

Credence had to show up.

At the same time, Voldemort set his sights on a certain location in the west.

This guy is quite good at hiding. If it weren't for the sweep of magic power just now, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to catch him.

Yes, although they knew Credence might be following them on the road, they had not found any trace of him.

Although he couldn't find it, Ian believed that Voldemort would be able to find it if given the opportunity.

Then the subsequent developments will not be something Credence can control.

Although the means are a bit despicable, they are effective.

Ian looked at Credence's emerging figure and his lips curled up.

When Voldemort saw this, he waved his hand, and a large number of blood worms formed into a blood-red mist and flew towards Credence.

The Blood Mist has not yet evolved to its final form and still needs supplements, lots of supplements.

This food looks delicious, Voldemort thought silently, and couldn't help licking his lips.

At this moment, Credence cursed in his heart and quickly waved the wand in his hand.

A large amount of black mist continued to pour out as the magic wand was waved, rushing towards the blood-red fog.

But soon, just like facing the purple flame just now, the black mist gained the upper hand, but at a speed visible to the naked eye, the red mist began to resist further engulfment.

Feeling his own magic power disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Credence's face became increasingly ugly.

This Voldemort is no easier to deal with than Grindelwald.

then……

"Lockhart, if you don't take action, your students will be finished."

Well, Ian called his name and he called Lockhart's name.

One ring after another, it's like a nesting doll.

In the end, Kamar-Taj took all the blame.

Credence contacted Lockhart before in order to deal with such a situation.

Although it was mainly intended to deal with Grindelwald, Voldemort showed up for some reason, so it came in handy.

Credence's words fell.

The next moment, a figure wearing a seven-color wizard robe appeared in the air.

At the same time, the figure looked behind Voldemort.

The overwhelming pressure spread rapidly along with the sound.

"Grindelwald, come out!"

Chapter 542 Grindelwald: Fate, you are so magnificent and yet so evil!

Around the huge depression, purple flames formed a cage, trapping a large number of eight-eyed giant spiders.

When the dark green poisonous fog entered, the eight-eyed spiders inside roared and howled angrily.

Standing in mid-air, Grindelwald silently watched everything in front of him.

Watching the purple flame transform into a cage, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously as if he was recalling something from the past.

However, he quickly turned his attention to the red-haired girl who was casting a spell nearby.

Silver pupils stared into Wanda's black eyes.

Of course, there is also the giant dragon Xiaobai on her shoulder

The forces of destiny are gathering, illuminating your choices and guiding your thoughts.

Finally appeared in front of me.

Any resistance on your part will only turn into further motivation. Everything has been answered by fate.

Oh, fate, what a magnificent power, yet so... evil.

call!call!call!

hum!hum!hum!

As the purple flames and blood-red mist intertwined, Grindelwald shifted his gaze.

His eyes were fixed on Voldemort, the blood gushing from his body, and the red mist and blood worms.

I have to say that Voldemort is in the same league as him and he is indeed quite capable.

This bloody bug is really dangerous.

I don’t know how Voldemort controlled it so easily.

However, what surprised Grindelwald the most was...

The bloody fate is constantly converging.

Here, at this moment, it seemed like Voldemort's home court, and the heaven and earth seemed to be helping him.

As if celebrating what he had done.

why?

Killing, although there is a chance to be favored by fate.

But there is no doubt that only enemies of fate would be treated like this.

And they have the savior favored by fate, why is it so.

Doubts emerged in his mind. Grindelwald stood in mid-air, quietly watching every move of Voldemort, Harry Potter, Wanda and Ian.

A little confused, he needed to get more information to get the answer he wanted.

"Professor Credence, it's time for you to take action."

Ian's voice echoed all around, and Grindelwald set his eyes on the ground.

Soon, a man in a black wizard robe appeared in Grindelwald's sight.

Old friends.

Grindelwald looked at the familiar face and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The hiding method was indeed powerful. Dumbledore was not surprised that Voldemort could not discover it.

However, it was because the fate of this old friend and his were too closely intertwined.

It can be said that since youth, the other person's fate has collided, intertwined, and even entangled with one's own.

His friend's luck was obviously bad, and while he was sensing the flow of fate, the other party was hiding right under his nose.

Every move is like observing the lines in the palm of your hand.

At this moment, it is really easy to kill him!

With that thought in mind, Grindelwald continued to observe the battle between his old friend Credence and Voldemort.

Mo Moran's magic power is indeed unique, but it is still food for the Blood Abyss Worm.