Hogwarts professor in Marvel

Snape wouldn't say much. After all, they were all Lockhart's subordinates.

Compared to his strength, his relationship with Lockhart is more important.

And he couldn't stop anything.

There was no way he would defect to Voldemort.

This is not the way to die.

Casillas looked at the clouds in the distance and gazed at the scorching sun with a red glow.

For some reason, a sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in my heart, but it quickly disappeared.

After careful investigation, nothing unusual was found.

There is no change in either the external environment or one's own mind.

In the end, it can only be attributed to my own...illusion.

..............

In the illusory space.

From afar, colorful clouds float freely.

If you zoom in, you'll see that the clouds are made up of different points of light.

Every point of light is constantly flashing.

It's just that the flashing frequency is extremely high, forming various colors.

If a wizard with a powerful soul probes his mind into it, he will find that every flicker is a change of picture.

These pictures include a person's unforgettable events, the life of an animal, and once glorious historical events.

Each flickering point of light is a mark of the fallen beings.

Their memories and emotions are all displayed here.

And in the middle of this illusory space, a transparent soul emitting a faint golden color was floating in it.

The soul looked like an old man, and one could clearly see his white beard stained with a hint of gold.

The soul's face was expressionless and his eyes were very indifferent, as if he had no emotions at all.

It is really weird to ordinary people.

If Carter, Snape, Lockhart and others were here.

Everyone will be stunned.

Because the appearance of this soul is exactly Albus Dumbledore.

The missing Hogwarts headmaster!

Dumbledore simply waved his hand expressionlessly, and the clouds of various colors around him began to change slowly.

It began to move slowly along several strange tracks.

The colorful clouds began to condense and turned into strands of silk, spreading throughout the entire space.

The thread began to move, and faster and faster.

Each thread began to emit a chaotic mist.

As the chaotic mist became thicker, the colorful threads began to fade gradually, as if they were being consumed.

hum!

A large amount of chaotic mist gathered together, seemingly reaching a certain level, followed by a faint humming sound.

A ball of chaotic liquid emitting a powerful energy aura appeared before his eyes.

Dumbledore showed no sign of surprise at this, as if to say that everything was under control.

I saw this ball of chaotic liquid slowly floating towards Dumbledore.

Then.....

call!call!

A ball of transparent flame suddenly rose from around the liquid.

And the flames grew bigger and bigger, as if they were fueled by the liquid.

At the same time, pictures gradually appeared in the transparent flames.

In the picture, there are pillars of light rising into the sky, and there are giants as tall as the Himalayas.

There was golden thunder flashing and a bloody storm spreading all around.

The pictures are constantly flowing and changing.

Fight, fight, fight...

The image of burning transparent flames seemed to be closely related to the battle.

This is the heart of the world.

The colorful clouds are the origin of the world.

And the chaotic colored mist and transparent flames.

It is divination about the future.

The scene before us seems to indicate that war is about to come.

However, all this seemed to be gone, and Dumbledore's soul expression changed.

It seemed that war was not important to him.

until....

hum!

The huge giant book stretched out its body and appeared above his head like a transparent illusory picture.

No, it should be said that it is a fantasy country.

There is mountain breeze, grass, and even life.

Seeing this scene, the screen began to tremble and the entire space began to become chaotic.

Dumbledore's soul stared at the transparent realm above the giant's head.

There was endless murderous intent in his eyes.

It seems to indicate that only one of him and the giant can survive.

call!

At some point, a breeze blew, dispersing the chaotic mist and the transparent flames disappeared.

Dumbledore's soul once again floated in the center of the entire space.

Like a robot, he closed his eyes expressionlessly and did not move.

At the same time, an unknown wave began to emanate from around the wizarding world.

The dormant magical creatures, powerful top wizards, and so on all began to move.

...........

Commonwealth Wizarding Building, London.

Voldemort stood quietly in front of the attic window.

Overlooking the whole city of London.

Watch as the city is rapidly recovering from the disaster.

suddenly....

Accompanied by a very secretive wave covering the Wizarding Building.

A faint smile appeared on Voldemort's face.

finally come.

He waited patiently, even at the cost of millions of lives in London.

Just for this moment.

Think about him, why can he rule the world?

In addition to its own strength.

The most important thing is to follow the will of heaven.

No, it should be said that we should comply with the will of the world.

The world needs unification, and he goes with the flow.

So it was easy to establish the federal empire.

Now, the world wants to kill the invaders.

Similarly, go with the flow and the whole world will help.

He just didn't believe that Lockhart could withstand the power of a world.

boom!

The scepter in his hand was gently raised and dropped heavily. With a bang, an invisible ripple spread throughout the entire building and quickly expanded outward.

Covering London and crossing further afield.

at the same time....

The voice of Voldemort rang in the ears of all wizards.

"Sound the call of the world's will."

"Hunting down the alien invaders led by Kamar-Taj with all our strength."

Chapter 725: Alien Hunter Association

Ilvermorny Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, New York.

In the principal's office, Luca, the principal of Ilvermorny School, waved his wand.

There were dots of fluorescent light in the sky.

These fluorescent lights floated in the air and moved slowly as the magic wand was waved.

The fluorescent lights intertwine and collide with each other.

They seem to be showing something.

Luca on the opposite side had a serious look on his face, and the wand in his hand kept turning.

call!

As if it had touched something that it shouldn't have touched, with a whoosh, a milky white flame suddenly appeared in the air.

In less than a second, all the light spots were burned out.

At the same time, Luca, the headmaster of Ilvermorny College, turned pale and quickly took out several bottles of potion and poured them into his mouth.

"Hey!"

After a while, Principal Luca seemed to recover and sighed deeply.

Sit back in your chair.

"What a troubled time!"

"What a troubled time!"

He sighed repeatedly, his words mixed with reluctance, fear, and loneliness.

Unexpectedly, after nearly 30 years of stability, the peaceful life was completely broken in just a moment.

What follows is a war whose outcome no one knows.

What the hell, what are invaders from another world?