Seeing the three professors looking at him as though he were deranged, Malekith flew into a rage, his eyes practically blazing.
He drove the Aether into a frenzy, sending a black-and-red torrent surging toward the three professors like a terrifying tsunami.
The three exchanged a glance, then flew in separate directions, positioning themselves along the edges of the Aether.
They pointed their wands toward the center and began chanting in unison.
Three dazzling beams shot from their wand tips, converging in midair and rapidly expanding. In the blink of an eye, an enormous curtain of light enveloped an area several kilometers across, trapping the Aether within.
The black-and-red torrent seemed to be pinned down by some mysterious force, freezing in place. No matter how Malekith tried to drive it forward, it would not budge.
The arrogance on Malekith's face froze, and he shrieked:
"Impossible!"
Hermione floated leisurely over to Malekith.
"Nothing's impossible." She smiled at him. "The Infinity Stones are powerful, but they aren't invincible."
"Three professors are more than enough to keep the Aether under control."
Malekith stared daggers at Hermione. He could not believe that a handful of Midgard natives had managed to trap him.
Hermione raised her hand and pointed her wand at Malekith.
The black-and-red armor formed from the Aether suddenly began to shudder violently around him.
It was as though an invisible force were forcibly peeling it away.
"What did you do?!"
Malekith shouted in terror, desperately trying to control the Aether, but all his efforts were futile.
The black-and-red armor fell away layer by layer, revealing Malekith's original appearance.
"This. Is. Magic."
Hermione's smile was innocent, but her voice dripped with mockery:
"Never seen it before, have you, bumpkin?"
Clack.
The final layer of armor fell off and struck the ground with a crisp