Hogwarts professor in Marvel

This seems to be the last memory before death.

Sudden...

hum!

A powerful dark red light suddenly appeared.

Chapter 601: Killing and Silencing Witnesses, Burning with Fury

London Temple.

"Master Lockhart, don't worry. I believe that the group of corrupt mages led by David will not escape."

Sitting on a chair in the hall, Arnold picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip and said.

"Come, let's talk about the dream world you mentioned last time."

"I'm a little curious, what kind of core can support the operation of the dream world?"

The dream world has come to London!

The commotion was quite loud, and the way he appeared made Arnold think more.

I didn't think of it at the time, but after I went back and thought about it carefully, I felt more and more that Lockhart's dream world magic and the dimensional world of the dimensional demon were similar in nature.

But one is short-lived,

The other is stable and long-lasting.

Lockhart definitely borrowed the dimensional world from the dimensional demon.

Arnold thought to himself, and his interest grew stronger.

As a wizard of Kamar-Taj, how could he not be curious about the things of dimensional gods?

"In fact, I was able to construct the dream world thanks to the help of the Supreme Mage."

Without hesitation, Lockhart covered himself with a tiger skin and said with a smile.

The dream world descends on London, and although it is brief, there are bound to be rumors.

After all, the title of dimensional evil god does not sound good in Kamar-Taj.

Even if it is just a reference, there will definitely be people who will make irresponsible remarks.

After all, the world of Vientiane has developed to this point, and there are still many people who are jealous.

However, the title of Supreme Sorcerer is still very useful.

After briefly mentioning the Sorcerer Supreme, he saw Arnold's expression change slightly.

Lockhart continued with satisfaction: "Actually, everyone can build a dream world."

"I have developed a complete plan. As long as there are dream seeds and they are cultivated according to the plan, everyone can create their own dream world."

"Dream seeds?" Arnold muttered to himself upon hearing this.

Lockhart picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

It was still the old plan. He once distributed dream seeds in the Harry Potter world and asked others to help cultivate them.

They are able to create their own dream worlds.

They collect energy, plan dreams, and increase their strength.

Lockhart naturally wouldn't do anything about these.

But there is information related to the structure and operation of dreams.

Lockhart accepted it with a smile and used it to cultivate and optimize his own dream world.

It's like having someone else raise your child for you.

For example, the Hogwarts dream world created by Dumbledore incorporates the thousands of years of Hogwarts history into it.

This has greatly promoted the evolution of the dream world. Coupled with the elite wizards of Hogwarts for thousands of years, it has added a lot of historical heritage.

In the Marvel world, Lockhart naturally would not give up the same method.

After all, this is a win-win solution for everyone.

As his thoughts turned, Lockhart put down the coffee in his hand, raised his right hand slightly, and a dream seed shining with colorful colors floated above his palm.

Feeling the power of the familiar dream, a smile appeared on the face of Master Arnold opposite.

Just as he was about to reach out to take it, suddenly...

puff!

With a slight puff, the dream seeds shattered and turned into colorful spots of light.

At this moment, Lockhart's face instantly became ugly.

Just now, the Spirit of Dreams sent a message.

Wanda is dying!

hum!

When I dreamed of this moment of fragmentation, the colorful power of dreams gathered and a portal opened.

The wizard Arnold on the opposite side had no time to react before he saw several familiar corpses floating on the magic carpet high in the sky on the other side of the portal.

These are the mages of Kamar-Taj.

All died.

His expression turned ugly in an instant. Looking at the familiar face in the dazzling red light, he knew that something had happened to Lockhart's disciple.

At this moment, Lockhart did not say anything to Arnold. He walked directly into the portal, stood high in the sky, and looked at Wanda, who was floating above the magic carpet and protected by a large amount of chaos magic.

The breath is very weak.

It was visible to the naked eye that a large amount of blood was flowing on the magic carpet.

The dark red chaos magic continued to roll, as if trying its best to help Wanda save her life.

Seeing this scene, Lockhart's eyes turned cold and anger burned in his heart.

He had just felt a familiar energy from the dead Kamar-Taj wizard.

The power of dusk!

Damn fallen wizards. At this moment, Lockhart's inner rage was burning wildly, and he wished he could tear those fallen wizards into pieces.

Wanda is the seedling he is most optimistic about, and he has spent so many resources cultivating it.

If he died here today, he and these corrupt mages would fight to the death.

The rage was burning, but Lockhart quickly suppressed the desire to kill.

Close your eyes, and the majestic power of dreams, responding to the call of your spirit, will flow out quickly and envelope the surroundings.

And from Wanda's body, a dark red dream book that was shattered by the power of dusk slowly floated out.

The book was in great tatters, with most of the pages missing. If it weren’t for the remaining power of dreams and the protection of chaos magic?

I'm afraid the entire Book of Dreams will eventually be consumed by the power of dusk.

Seeing this, Lockhart snorted coldly, and poured the majestic colorful power of dreams into it, and the damaged book of dreams slowly began to repair itself.

At the same time, phantoms appeared and disappeared in the nearby area.

The dream world is coming!

At this moment, Master Arnold, like Lockhart, was also burning with anger.

These are the seedlings cultivated by the London Temple.

And they are all battle mages, and can be considered the backbone of the force.

They all died just like that, and the anger in his heart was no less than Lockhart's.

Wanda's damaged dream book slowly began to repair itself, and the spirit of dreams read the remaining records in the book.

Soon, it was as if time went back.

Under the manipulation of the spirit of dreams, illusory phantoms began to stare, time seemed to begin to flow backwards, and various images continued to emerge.

Soon, Wanda's initial cheer of surprise appeared in Lockhart Holland Arnold's ears.

Clues to the fallen mage were discovered, and the spatial coordinates were successfully extracted.

Then....

The unsuspecting Wanda opened the portal and was about to go back to report the good news.

What follows is a familiar scene.

The suggested mage stepped forward and summoned the power of dusk to launch a direct sneak attack.

The battle mage on the side didn't even have time to be alert to his companions around him.

He was also cast under a spell and ambushed to death, without any power to resist at all.

It seems like they were prepared for this, generally.

Then, the chaotic magic power in Wanda's body began to automatically defend and repair itself in order to survive.

This is what you see before your eyes.

The fallen wizard who took action naturally wanted to kill them all.

First, he prepared to defeat the chaos magic and kill people to silence them.

At the same time, other wizards who chose to betray also began to attack the Book of Dreams next to Wanda.

The Book of Dreams is the root of everything.

The chaos magic is being depleted and the Book of Dreams is being damaged.

It seems that this group of fallen mages are about to succeed.

However, it seemed to sense some rapid retreat.

Yes, Lockhart is out.

They sensed the abnormality in advance and chose to escape.

Chapter 602: Scarlet Witch's Transformation, Colorful Chaos Magic

In the void, I was in a trance.

There seemed to be colorful streams of light passing by, and crimson stars shining in the sky.

who am I?

Where am I?

What happened now?

My consciousness was in a state of confusion, and for some reason, I felt more pain in my heart, as if I had suffered some severe injury before.

I had no strength in my body, and it felt like there was a hole somewhere in my body, leaking out continuously.

Live!

I want to live!

Since she became her apprentice, the superior and safe life gradually made her let down her guard.

There are classmates, friends, besties, teachers, and even the extraordinary power of magic.

This is the life an orphan dreams of.

She enjoyed it, and it was very good.

It was so good that she temporarily forgot that in the past few years, she and her brother, two orphans, had struggled desperately in the chaotic city.

I have to survive, I have a younger brother to take care of.

The desire for life grew stronger, and an intense stinging sensation surged into my heart.

The deep red chaos magic responded to its master's desire and began to stir. The majestic colorful dream power was continuously infused into it.