Hogwarts professor in Marvel

He can create anything you can imagine, if you are willing to think about it.

Of course, if you want to have the corresponding functions, you must have a deep understanding of it.

Otherwise, they can only be identical on the surface.

When facing the Bloodworm, although Lockhart could not be completely consistent, he could still make a suicide attack with the power of dreams.

Colorful fog continued to emerge, interweaving with the blood-red fog.

In just 10 seconds, the colorful mist and the blood-red fog gradually disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, like tofu in brine.

but……

Lockhart clearly sensed that the difficulty of dissipating the power of dreams was beginning to increase.

Originally one portion of dream power now requires one and a half, or even two or three portions to be fully consumed.

This made Lockhart sigh.

Sure enough, world consciousness is always difficult to deal with, especially when the other party has an evil spokesperson.

This thing is extremely evil!

Like Grindelwald, Lockhart clearly sensed the endless killing behind these blood worms.

Even with Lockhart's indifferent personality, who always kept aloof from the matter, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

With his mind turning, Lockhart turned around, stared at Wanda behind him, and said calmly: "Wanda, next, I need your cooperation."

"Expel the world consciousness and create a new battlefield!"

Chapter 544: Expelling World Consciousness, Grindelwald's Strange Death

hum!

After hearing what her mentor Lockhart said, Wanda slowly walked forward to Lockhart's side.

Her steps were somewhat slow, as if something heavy was pressing on her shoulders.

But she was very determined, and with every step she took, her red hair, including her eyebrows, gradually turned into colorful colors.

It seems to be transformed or assimilated by some force.

Soon, her hair, eyebrows, and even clothes gradually turned into the colorful colors of the power of dreams.

Like Lockhart.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her bright red eyes.

Not only did it not turn into a colorful character, it was even brighter than usual, emitting a faint red light.

Talent——control of probability!

No, it requires long-term training, deliberate cultivation, and a large supply of resources.

Now it should be called - the end of destiny!

His palms gently touched the colorful energy wall.

In Wanda's eyes, time seemed to stop and everything was silent for a moment.

The colorful silk threads are intertwined with each other in an intricate pattern.

Just one look and a thousand changes can occur.

At this moment, Wanda felt as if she was in chaos, with countless possibilities and choices constantly emerging.

It was like a gorgeous and chaotic painting unfolding before him.

He seemed to see countless futures, each future was full of hope, and each future was full of despair.

She felt as if her brain was about to explode. All kinds of information were intertwined, making it impossible to distinguish or choose.

In the eyes of Ian, Hermione and Harry behind her, Wanda's heart beat faster, her breathing became rapid, and her hands kept shaking, as if she was out of control.

Even tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!

The next time, Wanda continued to take deep breaths according to her previous training. She tried to calm herself down and make the right choice.

A large number of images, a large number of choices, and a large number of possibilities poured in madly, completely disregarding her ability to bear it.

A huge amount of despair surged into my heart, and I even had the thought of escaping.

But she remained firm, very determined to wait and adapt.

After all, the fate that is decided this time is not just that of the wizard, but that of the world.

Even if it is just a possibility, the price to pay will not be small.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a day or two, or maybe just one or two seconds.

She saw a real, favorable possibility.

Stretch out your fingertips and touch lightly.

clang!

Destiny begins to come to an end!

Everything is settled!

In an instant, the colorful mist that originally filled the surroundings turned into raindrops.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

The moist water vapor and heavy raindrops are constantly washing, what are they washing away?

In the eyes of Grindelwald standing by, the bloody fate that was originally entangled with Voldemort seemed to be washed away by this heavy rain.

Even the Blood Abyss worms began to wilt, as if they had lost their appetite and vitality.

At the same time, for some reason, under such circumstances, it was clearly some strange magic performed by Lockhart's side.

He felt a sense of relief, as if he had been freed from any constraints.

When he realized this, he had some vague guesses in his mind.

But I'm not sure.

At this moment, Lockhart had a smile on his face.

World consciousness has been expelled!

At least, at this moment, the nearby area is out of sight and out of control, as if it were a lawless place.

Because of his opposing stance, Voldemort was surrounded by a powerful blood-red force of destiny.

Even stronger than the former protagonist Harry Potter.

Why would a villain do this?

Lockhart knew very well that the Bloodworm could devour everything and had a forbidden power that could adapt without limits.

It is said that Voldemort created it.

Lockhart refused to believe it.

If the world consciousness had not been involved, he could have eaten the wizard robes on his body by now.

In this state, the one fighting against him was not Voldemort, but Voldemort plus the world consciousness.

The current Voldemort is not the original Dark Lord, the original villain.

At this moment and here, he is the protagonist of the whole world.

What is the protagonist's most powerful ability?

It’s not all kinds of golden fingers or coincidences that seem like fate.

Rather, it is the kind of unreasonable explosive ability that occurs when facing desperate situations.

This unreasonable explosive ability is combined with the unrestrained blood-related insect.

Damn it, Lockhart even felt his scalp tingling.

Therefore, while these insects have not yet fully adapted to the power of dreams, quickly expel the world consciousness.

Even if it was just for a moment, it was enough for Lockhart to deal with the enemy in front of him.

I have to say, Wanda’s talent is very useful.

Even if there is only a one in a billion chance that fate will come to an end, as long as it succeeds, it will happen 100%.

Expel the other party from their world.

Lockhart couldn't do it himself, and neither could Wanda.

But they have the same origin of dream power, combined with Wanda's miraculous ability to control fate.

It's all done!

The moment when the world consciousness is successfully expelled.

Lockhart smiled, and at the same time, he also took action.

In an instant, as if taking hormones, a large amount of colorful light beams shot towards Voldemort like a machine gun.

boom! boom! boom!

It took no more than a second for Voldemort to react.

Before the sound of the explosion could even be heard, his entire body was blown to pieces, leaving no trace of his body.

Only huge pit remains and colorful flames remaining on the ground were left, demonstrating Lockhart's full-strength strength.

At the same time, raindrops fell on the blood-red mist.

It feels like being wrapped, and also like being washed.

The blood-red mist gradually faded away, and the blood worms were gradually wiped out.

then……

While the world consciousness was being expelled and had not yet returned, Lockhart turned his attention to Grindelwald standing aside.

In the battle just now, Grindelwald seemed to have done nothing except marking out a battlefield.

Just watch quietly.

Perhaps, the power that Voldemort just displayed also surprised and even shocked Grindelwald.

"He is not dead yet!" Grindelwald said.

Just a few words, without even saying who he was.

But Lockhart understood that this 'he' was Voldemort.

"Really?" Lockhart made a puzzled expression, and then said with disdain: "So what."

"If I can kill him once, I can kill him a second time."

"Really? Lockhart." Grindelwald looked into Lockhart's eyes and said calmly.

"Are you really confident that you can defeat 'Him'?"

Yes, the word Grindelwald used was 'He'.

A title for the sacred and supreme.

At this point, Lockhart fell silent and did not give a positive response.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

The colorful raindrops gradually became sparse, and the surrounding environment seemed to be returning to its original appearance.

Faintly, everyone present seemed to sense a familiar yet hostile force, constantly searching for something?

As if knowing that time was running out, Grindelwald spoke in a hurried tone.

However, it seemed that only Lockhart heard his voice, while Wanda Harry and others behind him did not show any change on their faces.

"Lockhart, your enemy is actually Him. I can only wish you good luck on this point."

The rain has completely stopped and the surrounding environment seems to be returning to normal.