Hogwarts professor in Marvel

That's right. Even with my own magic power, and my best skill being Fierce Fire, it is still difficult to completely stop these bugs.

It has to be said that Voldemort, who is favored by fate, is really a difficult situation to deal with when facing these extremely dangerous and unlimitedly adaptable blood worms.

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

When Credence shouted, Grindelwald suddenly looked up and stared at the air not far away.

Lockhart, wearing a seven-color wizard robe, came into view.

At the same time, Lockhart was smiling at himself.

Their eyes met, the silver-white pupils and the emerald green eyes looked at each other, and smiles appeared at the same time.

It seems that the two of them had sensed each other early on.

As Lockhart read out his name, Grindelwald appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, the black fog, blood-red fog and purple flames on the ground were intertwined.

Above the sky, Lockhart and Grindelwald, one wearing a colorful wizard robe and the other wearing a gray wizard robe, looked at each other.

call!

As the blood-red mist gradually receded, Credence also retracted the black mist transformed by his magic, and Remy also retracted his purple flame.

The blood mist returned to Voldemort's body, and Grindelwald and Lockhart slowly landed on the ground.

"We meet again, Grindelwald." Lockhart looked at Grindelwald's silver-white pupils with interest.

As his thoughts turned, the colorful power of dreams evolved into the light golden power of destiny, covering his opponent's destiny.

"Yes, Lockhart, I never thought that we would meet here." Grindelwald said slowly in a steady tone.

As he spoke, he looked around the Forbidden Forest and said in a low voice with some emotion: "It would be great if Albus came here again."

Then, Grindelwald said in an inquiring tone: "Lockhart, I am really curious about how you convinced Albus."

"He is such a determined person that I find it hard to imagine him being persuaded not to participate and just be a spectator."

Lockhart seemed not to have heard Grindelwald's question and continued to fiddle with the ring in his hand.

However, their conversation made Voldemort, who was standing beside them, a little impatient.

Ever since he found out that Lockhart was the biggest culprit behind all this, the murderous intent in his heart could not be stopped and the thought of revenge kept reappearing in his mind all the time.

"Grindelwald, if you want to know the answer, it's very simple."

Voldemort raised a finger and said word by word: "Capture Lockhart. I will check his memory."

At this point, Voldemort showed a cruel smile on his face: "No matter how much you say, it's better to fight and see blood, then everything will be easy to talk about."

As he spoke, a large number of Blood Abyss worms emerged from his body again, forming a blood-red mist behind him.

He was full of contempt for the custom of talking before engaging in battle.

After saying so much, you won't get any useful information, and in the end you still have to fight a big battle.

Of course, you can speak for yourself, but you can’t let others speak for you.

Well, he, Voldemort, is so hypocritical!

After hearing this, Grindelwald frowned slightly, but looking at Lockhart's attitude, he knew that it seemed impossible to obtain useful information from Lockhart through communication alone.

then……

call!

With a slight flick of his right hand, blue flames fell to the ground like drops of water.

In an instant, the fierce fire grew wildly and spread rapidly along the ground.

He didn't rush directly towards anyone, but began to spread around, forming a huge blue circle of fire.

The remaining grass inside the fire circle turned yellow in a short period of time, and then, as if unable to withstand the scorching heat, it spontaneously burned.

Soon, only a piece of yellow land was left in the huge circle of fire.

Lockhart, Credence, Voldemort, all of them were in this circle, as if this was the duel venue reserved for them.

“It should have been done earlier!”

Voldemort licked his lips and said bloodthirstily.

At the same time, blood mist spread behind him, spinning and expanding rapidly like a storm.

And Lockhart, with colorful lights in his eyes, stretched his hand slightly forward.

A large amount of colorful dream power gushed out.

In a very short time, a colorful barrier stood in front of them.

Wanda, Ian, Harry, Hermione and others ran behind Lockhart.

As for Credence, he slowly walked to Lockhart's side.

The wand was extended, and the familiar black mist reappeared.

Chapter 543 Taboo, the Terrifying Blood Abyss Worm

call!call!call!

The wind was howling, and a huge blood-red storm swept towards Lockhart and others.

The colorful energy barrier shone with dazzling light. Wanda and others passed through the thick, glass-like colorful barrier and looked at the bloody storm on the opposite side.

Looking at the huge amount of profits in the bloody storm, spinning at high speed, constantly flying towards the position of himself and others

Even though Wanda, Ian was full of confidence in his mentor, he still couldn't help but clench his fists, his palms sweating.

In a flash…

Rumble!

The bloody storm and the colorful barrier collided with each other, making a huge roar.

It's sizzling!It's sizzling!

Through the colorful barrier that looked like glass, Hermione could clearly see a number of blood-red blades like razor blades constantly attacking the barrier, trying to break it.

At the same time, the sizzling sound of cutting made Ron, Hermione and others cover their ears.

A large number of blood-colored blades cut the barrier madly, making a sharp and unpleasant sound.

Even Lockhart frowned slightly. He waved his hand casually, and colorful ripples flashed. The crackling sound slowly subsided.

At this moment, Voldemort saw that the bloody storm seemed to be firmly blocked by the colorful barrier.

He licked his lips, seeming a little impatient.

The wand in his hand was like a baton, waving quickly and powerfully.

A large number of Blood Abyss worms once again condensed into Blood Abyss mist.

The blood-colored mist quickly spread and rapidly moved towards the colorful barrier.

The blood storm continued to attack and cut, trying to destroy everything in front of it.

hum!hum!hum!

He felt a large number of tiny blood-colored insects trying to devour the colorful dream power that he had condensed.

This made Lockhart frown.

Because he clearly sensed that these insects could actually devour the power of dreams.

Even if it's a small amount, it's not a good sign.

"Lockhart, these bloody bugs can devour energy and quickly adapt. Be careful."

Cresden on the side spoke up to remind him, injecting the blood-colored mist on the opposite side, with a deep fear in his eyes.

He had previously transformed into Mo Mo Ran, a magical power full of destruction and despair, and these insects were able to devour it.

It's simply the nemesis of wizards!

After hearing what Cresden said, Lockhart nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Then, he slightly raised the wand in his hand and drew an elegant arc in the air.

In an instant, colorful light flashed dazzlingly, and the blood abyss worm that was originally devouring the power of dreams on the surface of the colorful barrier.

The next moment, the blood-colored mist on the surface became illusory, and the whole body became transparent. The original blood-colored mist had turned into a transparent blood-colored light.

finally……

Disappear!

It never seems to happen in general.

When Voldemort on the opposite side saw this, he had no expression on his face and just waved his wand gently.

The blood-colored mist reappeared and swallowed up the colorful barrier.

For the Blood Abyss Worm.

You can kill me once or twice, but you can never kill me 10 times or 20 times.

Devour, adapt, evolve!

This is their instinct and their talent.

Come on, the more you kill, the more it devours, the more it adapts.

All the Blood Abyss Worms are a whole, and any changes will be synchronized.

They are eternal and unique!

A large number of blood abyss insects rushed over one after another, and even the blood storm began to shrink, turning into a large number of blood-colored plants covering the colorful barrier.

As if sensing the deliciousness of the dream power, all the blood abyss worms devoured madly as if they had been hungry for 800 years.

Even if their bodies gradually become transparent and then are ground away.

But this still couldn't stop their madness.

It is really delicious and full of temptation, just like a state banquet

Faintly, the sharp-eyed Lockhart seemed to see some blood worms with colorful colors emerging on their bodies, but they quickly dissipated.

At this time, Grindelwald, who was watching from the side, also showed a cautious look on his face.

It's really scary.

How on earth could Voldemort create such a terrible thing?

How many people did he kill?

Through his talent, he could clearly sense the wailing and roaring of countless lives in the blood-colored mist.

It can be said that without massive killing, it is impossible to create the all-devouring blood worm.

At this moment, Lockhart felt the power of the dream begin to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face became a little ugly.

Is the backlash of world consciousness so severe?

Such illegal things are allowed to appear, do you have any shame?

Cursing inwardly, Lockhart waved his wand continuously, and colorful rays of light flashed across the air.

At the same time, colorful mist began to emerge on the surface of the barrier.

Actively blend into the surging blood-colored mist.

The colorful mist and the blood-red mist are intertwined, you are in me and I am in you.

Soon, the fog became more and more turbulent.

The blood-colored mist that was impacting the barrier also began to become thinner, as if it was fighting against the colorful mist.

If you zoom in and magnify the colorful fog several times, you can clearly see a large number of small seven-colored bugs constantly appearing.

Except for the difference in color, everything else is almost identical to the Blood Abyss Worm.

As soon as the weapons were born, they spontaneously found the nearest Blood Abyss Worms, collided with each other, and exchanged their lives for each other.

Yes, the greatest power of dreams lies in simulation or creation.