Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 522 The Battle of the Three Dark Lords (Two in One)

I thought it would end peacefully.

At most, it is a fight, a fight for peace.

And now.

Really have to divide life and death!

Confidants died in front of them, and many elite saints also died.

In such a situation, it is impossible to retreat, without enough blood, and without paying enough lives, it is impossible to end.

Thoughts quickly came to Tom's mind.

Without any hesitation, the wand at the waist was withdrawn by the right hand with lightning speed.

"Apparition!"

With a flick of the wand, black light flickered, and in an instant Tom appeared on the other side of the battlefield.

With Voldemort, Grindelwald form a triangle battlefield.

"Grindelwald, I didn't kill your people." Tom tried to explain.

Then

"Stop talking so many useless words, Tom." Voldemort stared at Tom and sneered.

Immediately afterwards, he said coldly to Grindelwald: "Gettler Grindelwald, we have now fallen into the conspiracy of others."

"We already had a common enemy and were supposed to be natural allies."

"But the current situation, I don't want to see it, and I believe you don't want to see it either."

"This is a conspiracy, and there are black hands behind the scenes plotting against us."

After hearing what Voldemort said, Grindelwald didn't respond, and the silver pupil of his right eye became brighter and brighter.

It seems that as long as Voldemort has listened to what he said, he is looking for the so-called mastermind behind the scenes.

but

"Grindelwald, what did you see?" As if knowing what the other party was doing, Voldemort asked, "Can't you feel anything?"

Then, without waiting for the other party to reply, Voldemort said to himself, and the malice contained in his tone became more and more intense.

"It's normal. Dumbledore was lured to the United States by him, and his family dominates the whole of England."

"Now come up with this plan again, intensify the conflict between us, and involve your energy."

"As the core figure of the whole conspiracy, you, Grindelwald, the most adept peep of fate, he must have a way to deal with it."

"Just like me."

Speaking of this, Voldemort turned his head to Tom in another direction and said, "Did you mean it? The second me."

"Used to hold me back."

"puppet!"

Tom heard this, with a look of obvious irritation on his face.

He hates the word puppet when others mention it.

because

In a way, he was Lockhart's puppet.

At this moment, he was more surprised than annoyed by Voldemort at this moment.

Originally thought that most of the opponent's brain would be swallowed by black magic, it should be difficult to guess the truth of everything.

result

I am worthy of being myself.

The sensitivity to danger far exceeds that of ordinary people.

"Gideroy Lockhart?"

Hearing the information revealed in Voldemort's words, Grindelwald quickly locked on the eligible target.

"That's right." Voldemort's pale and ferocious face showed a cold, murderous expression: "It's him who calculates everything."

"I just feel like things are getting worse."

"I was doing fine in the UK, but now I have to come to Europe."

Speaking of this, Voldemort sneered: "I feel that Britain is cleaner now than in any era."

"after all."

"All the pure blood families, the black necromancer, have been taken away by me."

"Tom, you say so?" Voldemort sneered again.

Only three people heard this conversation clearly.

The Death Eaters and the saints on the side could only see the mouths of the three of them kept moving, as if they were talking, but no sound came.

"What do you want to do?" Grindelwald asked, suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

Hearing this, Voldemort showed a cruel smile on his face: "It's very simple, we cooperate and kill the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Lockhart is alone, how could he be a match for the two of us?"

"At that time, we will have revenge and revenge, and we will complain."

"I believe that you don't want us to fight for life and death, let a bastard like Lockhart pick up the leak."

Tom on the side had a complicated expression after hearing it.

To be honest, he was a little moved after listening to it.

But when I think of the skeletons and flames that night when I was resurrected, and the dark red hellfire that beats slowly like a heart in the depths of my soul.

I don't know why, a faint fear arose in my heart, as if I had encountered a natural enemy, and slowly dispelled the thoughts in my heart.

"Grindelwald, do you want to join forces with me?" Voldemort issued another invitation.

Grindelwald didn't reply, he was still using his ability to find possible traces behind it, and verify the authenticity of Voldemort's words.

But unfortunately.

Like a mist, everything is hazy and complicated, and everything is covered up.

In particular, all the information about Lockhart could not be found, which made his heart sink gradually.

It seemed, probably, probably, that Voldemort was telling the truth.

Seeing that Grindelwald didn't give a precise answer, Voldemort showed no trace of impatience on his face.

Because he knew that facing the enemy this time would be difficult.

The other party didn't have many scruples like Dumbledore.

Helped Tom revive, calculated himself to rob Gringotts, kill so many goblins

All these incidents undoubtedly showed that the other party was also a ruthless character.

To put it bluntly, it is another generation of Dark Lord.

It's just that the disguise is better than all of them.

And the strength seems to be better than everyone present.

"Grindelwald, whether you agree or not."

Saying that, Voldemort pointed his wand at Tom: "He, Lockhart's resurrected puppet, must die today."

"Otherwise, when Lockhart finds out, all our actions will be vigilant against him."

"It will be very difficult to attack him again."

That's right, as long as he swallows the puppet Tom, his strength will rise again.

At that time, whether facing Grindelwald or Lockhart, they will have a greater advantage.

Voice down

"Avada Kedavra!"

Without waiting for Grindelwald to reply, Voldemort swung his wand and cast Tom with a ferocious Killing Curse.

Leaving his back in front of Grindelwald, he seemed to be very relieved of him, without any defense at all.

And Grindelwald didn't let it go.

In this regard, Voldemort, who was fighting fiercely, showed a smile on his face.

He knew that Grindelwald must be moved.

He had already spoken out the threat, if he attacked himself again at this time, he would be asking for trouble for himself.

Dumbledore was already the enemy of Grindelwald, if he didn't have his own help, plus Lockhart.

Then Grindelwald might not be too far away from death.

As for the death of his confidant Vidar Rozier.

In Voldemort's eyes, it was just a more valuable human life.

Besides, the steps are all found for Grindelwald.

As long as he and himself join forces to kill Tom Riddle, everything will be explained.

At that time, cooperate with yourself to finish Lockhart.

Everything will be back on track.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

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The battlefield between Tom Riddle and Voldemort has no fancy spells.

Only pure killing curses.

One after another ink green, the killing curse with a strong breath of death intertwined and collided with each other.

The two sides took the same pace to dodge and counterattack.

From time to time, the black light flickered, and the apparition was activated continuously, adjusting its position.

The sand and stones on the ground exploded, and the stone fragments were scattered like bullets.

The potholes left behind also have a strong smell of corrosion and death. It seems that ordinary people's hands will rot if they touch it a little.

On the battlefield, the two sides in the battle could not be seen clearly. It seemed that there were black shadows flickering every second, and there appeared a large number of ink green killing curses.

The Death Eaters and saints on the side saw such a fierce attack, they clicked their tongues inwardly, and retreated back slowly in a very tacit understanding, worried about hurting innocent people.

After all, in a battlefield of this intensity, all of them are fatal curses.

Even a slight contact between them is probably a dead end.

The Death Eaters were a little puzzled, why didn't they fight Grindelwald, but two masters?

The saints are a little gloating, the enemy's civil war is simply too wonderful.

And Grindelwald stood on the edge, watching this life-and-death battle with cold eyes, as if he was thinking and hesitation.

At this moment, while Tom was waving his wand vigorously and releasing the spell, he also had some anxiety in his heart.

It wasn't Voldemort who was fighting him that he was anxious about.

It was Grindelwald who was anxious and didn't know when to make a move.

Alone he can handle it.

Two necromancers of the same level, one of them is still the most familiar with his own existence.

It was difficult for him to ensure that he would be able to escape and survive.

When part of his mind was on guard against Grindelwald.

Slowly, his interaction strategy with Voldemort was at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Voldemort was even more excited.

Whether Grindelwald shoots or not, he just needs to be here.

Break the game, just today.

Just swallow Tom Riddle, swallow another self.

Once the strength is improved again, then everything will be changed.

As for

In case Grindelwald chooses to shoot himself, do you think what he just said was for nothing?

If the other party is really brain-dead, you have to shoot yourself.

Then he can only admit defeat.

In today's game, he has already bet his life.

What's wrong with the risk?

You know, the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish!

call! call! call!

The cold wind howled bitterly, and at some point, snowflakes floated all over the sky.

However, in front of the huge amounts of Magic Academy in Durmstrang.

The fluttering white snowflakes seemed to be dyed black green by the killing curses flying around.

When the dark green snowflakes flutter around with the wind.

The Death Eaters and saints standing on both sides subconsciously dodged.

It's really scary.

There is no other magic on both sides, only the deadly mission spell, if you touch a move, you will die.

And in less than ten minutes, they couldn't count the number of times they cast the death curse.

It seems that every second, a large number of killing curses are cast like rain.

The mind was dragged, and the battle situation fell into a disadvantage.

Tom Riddle is not feeling well.

But Voldemort on the opposite side became more and more excited as he fought more and more, and the killing curse in his hand became more ferocious, and he didn't take the magic power in his body seriously at all.

suddenly

call!

The cold wind howled bitterly, but strangely, a hot burning feeling came quietly.

It seems to want to burn people's souls.

Tom Riddle's face changed, and in his eyes, a Blue Fiendfire joined the battlefield, and turned into a Blue Phoenix and rushed towards him.

Grindelwald joins the fray.

The target is yourself.

Two-on-one high-risk situation formed.

hum!

"Black mist incarnation!"

After apparating again, Tom did not cast the Death Curse, but cast his other adept spell of incarnation of black mist.

call! call!

With the help of the howling cold wind, it quickly flew into the distance.

I dare not use long-distance apparation, because it requires preparation time, no matter how short the time is, it will be a huge amount of weakness in the eyes of a necromancer of the same level as Voldemort.

Can only use this spell to cover up and escape from the battlefield.

And Voldemort looked delighted when he saw Grindelwald join the battle with Fiercefire.

When I saw this Blue phoenix shooting at Tom, I couldn't be more happy.

However, when Tom tried to escape from the battlefield with his black mist incarnation, he snorted coldly.

Without hesitation, with a leap, the body turns into black mist.

Go after each other.

Everyone is the same person, who is afraid of whom?

What's more, you are still a puppet resurrected by Lockhart?

Speaking of which, I am the real deity.

Seeing this, Grindelwald didn't move, but the blue phoenix transformed by Fiendfire also waved its wings and chased towards the black mist.

In any case, in this battle, if there are two Voldemorts, one will die anyway, and the worst result is that the two sides will split.

For his situation at this moment, it is still beneficial.

As for Lockhart, the mastermind behind the scenes.

Although he vaguely believed it in his heart.

But when he reached his level, he didn't have enough information to verify it, so he couldn't believe it completely.

Because of his decision-making, too many people are involved.

If it's really Lockhart.

Next, the situation will once again be chaotic.

call! call! call!

The two black objects incarnated by Voldemort and Tomso are intertwined, getting bigger and bigger, and rolling like dark clouds

The entire sky began to darken for a while.

The huge black mist is constantly rolling, and it seems that there is a fierce battle.

And when the Blue fire poured into it, burning the black mist.

In an instant, the huge black mist seemed to be hurt and quickly turned into two groups.

It fell to the ground and took human form.

At this moment, Tom, Voldemort, and Grindelwald once again stood in a triangle.

Grindelwald still maintained his indifferent expression, Blue's fiendish flames gushed out from his feet, turning into a circle of huge amounts of Blue flames, quickly enveloping the entire battlefield.

At the same time, it also isolated the Death Eaters and saints on the side.

But Tom and Voldemort looked a little embarrassed, and the necromancer robes on their bodies seemed to be burned with tattered marks.

Compared to Tom's downcast face, Voldemort's was delighted.

Grindelwald joins the battlefield, and today's game is stable.

And Tom's face darkened.

Voldemort is another self, and the two know each other perfectly.

The way of attack, the idea of ​​escape, and even the spell can be guessed clearly.

There is such a presence, plus Grindelwald.

A strong breath of death has filled Tom's heart.

He has some hesitation in his heart.

There is no chance of turning defeat into victory.

But the price is really, really big.

Roar!

Blue's phoenix rolled over and turned into a fierce tiger. After a loud roar, it rushed towards Tom.

The tiger opened its huge mouth, fully showing its sharp fangs, and rushed towards Tom.

At the same time, Voldemort on the other side waved his wand one after another.

Mo Green's killing curse was like a flying arrow, and it shot at Tom quickly.

It seems that at this moment, under the joint attack of Voldemort and Grindelwald.

Tom's life was hanging by a thread.

At the same time, he seems to feel that the next step will directly determine his own life and death.

Tom's eyes flashed fiercely, and his mental power touched a certain power in the depths of his soul.

next moment.

call! call! call!

In the blink of an eye, the dark red flames of hell quickly filled Tom's entire body.

A flaming skeleton wrapped in hellfire appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

Then

boom!

Blue's ferocious tiger, and the Killing Curse like a rain of arrows.

With a bang, the flaming skeleton that Tom turned into.

(end of this chapter)