Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

Chapter 194 Complete Secret Source

When light came into her eyes again, Hermione realized that her eyes had not immediately adjusted. After a moment of delay, she realized that everything had taken over again, and now she was back to where she left after turning the time turner. If there had to be any change at that moment, it was that Hermione had lost her Time-Turner.

More than that, Hermione thought sadly, she opened her mouth as if she was starved of oxygen, unable to say anything as if she was suffocated.Oh, DeWitt... DeWitt still didn't have time to save him... If nothing else happened, DeWitt's body would be at her feet, and she could see it when she lowered her head, so Hermione was unwilling to lower her head. She was stubborn and stubborn. Staring at Mirror Master fiercely to show his determination not to give in - in fact, all he can do now is show his determination.

The Mirror Master would not be intimidated by the look in the eyes of a little witch like Hermione. There was only...confusion in his eyes?Hermione was surprised by this. She thought she might have seen it wrong, but the Mirror Master did tilt his head back slightly, and his eyebrows raised and then wrinkled.

"How did you do that?" she heard the Mirror Master ask.

Hermione couldn't figure it out at this time, and looked at everything around her - if everything picked up where she left with the time turner, then where were Harry and Ron?Sirius Black was also dead at the time, and the students and other teachers who were thrown from the sky... were all gone now. Then she heard the voice of longing for her next to her, so close that she almost cried. Out.

"That's a complicated process." Hermione was 100% sure that this was DeWitt's voice: "It will be very troublesome to talk about. Unfortunately, I don't have the patience to explain it to you."

She turned quickly and looked at DeWitt with tears in her eyes.

What about DeWitt?There was no hole between his eyebrows, and he smiled gently at Hermione intact. His eyes were relaxed, as if he had just experienced a pleasant outing, but this sunny expression changed when DeWitt's face turned towards the Mirror Master. With a solemn iron-grey look, he raised his hand, with the palm facing down and his fingers hanging down naturally. At the same time, he announced in a cold voice: "Come on! Stop talking nonsense, let's continue fighting!"

Before the Mirror Master could use his power, the area demarcated by DeWitt raised his hand and was already separated from the material world.

The earth cracked open and the sky changed drastically. Except for this circular arena-like ground, everything around him fell into a void and empty darkness.

Mirror Master frowned and kept trying to use his abilities, but this was a place without any rules and could not be measured by any common sense. Those seemingly magnificent tricks could not work, and this attempt was his failure, because De Witt had already rushed over, and his fist at his waist dug into the mirror master's soft and unexercised abdomen.

The momentum bent Mirror Master's waist and pulled Mirror Master's head down. Then, what quickly expanded in Mirror Master's field of vision was DeWitt's knee, which hit Mirror Master's nose.

A sour pain erupted from the center of his face. The body that Mirror Master was accustomed to used was actually a mortal body that facilitated his movements. It was no match for DeWitt's hard-tempered awakened body. Mirror Master was at an unprecedented disadvantage. This was It was something he had never experienced before, and even though the pain was blocked, it still meant huge humiliation.

However, the Mirror Master is a monster after all. He has crossed countless worlds. His profound knowledge allowed him to identify that this place is on the verge of the void, and he also found the root cause of the failure of his abilities - there is no time in the void, and there is no common sense in the material world. , naturally there are no rules for him to take advantage of.

"Do you recognize where this is?" DeWitt didn't know when to stop. He punched continuously and used the edge of his fist to exert violence on Mirror Master's rotten sack-like body, even though he knew that such behavior as venting anger was of no use. He did not hesitate to expend energy and smashed Mirror Master's face without missing an inch. Until no bone of Mirror Master was intact, he pressed Mirror Master's head and twisted it 180 degrees, stepping on Mirror Master's soft back, He exhaled happily and said: "You are a worm of this world, a despicable thief?"

The body of the Mirror Master is speechless.

Hermione asked cautiously, "Is it over?"

"It would be that easy," the body under DeWitt's feet was destroyed by the power of the fire spell. He patiently explained to Hermione: "Although the glass man's ability cannot take effect in the void, this is just a body. That’s it. Although the Glass Man can play tricks in the material world, he can only show his abilities in the material world. The rest... still depends on the strength of the individual."

"So now it's just a matter of waiting," DeWitt continued: "Waiting for the Glass Man to show up. Most things with ancient origins have no personal consciousness, but the Glass Man is different. He is conscious and even has a sense of shame similar to humans. He sees humans. Just like a human watching a movie, he can control the fate of the characters in the movie at any time. Now he is humiliated by the characters in the movie. When he was humiliated, he still controlled super-standard power... This breath is hard for anyone to swallow. Even if I can swallow it...oh, here it comes."

It was Emma Grossman, but not Emma Grossman. What came was a black figure with the outline of Emma Grossman, which stepped out of the void into the independent area of ​​​​DeWitt.

"This is not okay," DeWitt whispered, and Hermione heard clearly from the side: "Now is not the time for me to take action..."

Hermione wanted to step forward to meet the enemy, but Dewitt held her hand to prevent her from running away.

"We have to change the venue," DeWitt said, raising his voice and shouting: "Alice? Alice—"

Feeling the call, Alice emerged from the air. Before she could say hello, DeWitt pointed at the ghost girl's illusory body.

Then Alice's skirt and her whole body took on color, then flesh and weight. When her toes touched the ground, the power of the fairyland began to strengthen and begin to descend. At the junction of the void and the material world, the environment began to change until Exactly like a corner of wonderland.

On the green grass, the shadowy Emma Grossman looked extremely abrupt, and the wonderland began to put tremendous pressure on this evil creature.

"I came back to life briefly," DeWitt said, looking at Alice who gently picked up the hem of her skirt and looked around curiously: "Next, you will fight tooth for tooth, eye for eye. Although this Emma is a fake, it is enough. It makes you angry."

"What about you?" Hermione asked.

"Heh," DeWitt looked into the depths of the void, sneered appraised: "I have to wait for that precious glass man to come and have a serious fight to see if he is brave enough."