Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 142 The Soul-stealing Curse

"Tiera?" Gilderoy Lohart smiled at Tiera with a hint of regret, then picked up the chalk and continued teaching:

"Of course, what I used to scare away the vampires wasn't some simple, ordinary flame, but a special flame called Fiendfire. So, little wizards, can anyone tell me what Fiendfire is... please tell me, Miss Granger."

"Firestorm, also known as Dark Magic Fire, is a spell that summons increasingly powerful magical fire. This fire can mimic the forms of monsters and relentlessly hunt down anything that can burn, regardless of friend or foe. It is far more powerful than the fire produced by the spell 'Blazing Flames.'" Hermione recited the concept of Firestorm as if it were a memorized text.

“Excellent, Miss Granger, ten points for Gryffindor!” Gilderoy Lockhart said cheerfully, but his gaze… or rather his attention never left Tyella.

“Tiera is such a good boy,” Gilderoy Lockhart told Tom Riddle. “He likes me so much, he believed in me and supported me during my most difficult time, and he even gave me this brooch.”

“Then he should be more willing to become one with you,” Tom Riddle said. “People die eventually. Even if a Muggle child like this grows up smoothly, he will only fade into obscurity in the wizarding world and become an insignificant member. It’s better to give him a chance to become one with you and burn his last bit of life for a wizard who is about to become great—to become a part of a great wizard.”

“That’s true,” Gilderoy Lockhart replied. “I’ll put a Imperius Curse on him after the course is over; this head can hold out for a long time.”

"That damned Mudblood," Tierra heard Tom Riddle curse in his mind. "Since you like that idiot Lockhart so much, then I'll make sure you two are one forever."

Then came a series of cruel yet satisfying laughs.

This reminds me of what Tom Riddle and Gilderoy Lockhart did during their winter break.

Even the seasoned Tyrell couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

Because beneath Lockhart's wizarding robes, which are unseen by most—

A human face grew on Gidrollowhat's stomach.

It was an old man's face with skin as dry as a dried orange peel.

This man is named Raphael Morvendi, a famous ritual master in the magical world. He is eccentric and lives alone in his old age.

He had once helped Gilderoy Lockhart with a ceremony, so the two were acquainted.

This time, Gilderoy Lockhart and Tom Riddle spent a lot of money to directly approach Raphael Movendi, hoping that Raphael Movendi would hold another ceremony for him.

For the sake of the money, Raphael Movendi helped Gidrow Lockhart arrange the ceremony—

Then he was struck by Gilderoy Lohart's Oblivion Curse.

Gilderoy Lockhart carefully erased all of Raphael Merchant's subjective memories using an Oblivion Spell.

All that remains is his knowledge and thoughts about rituals and magic.

Lockhart then pushed Raphael Movendi onto the altar of the ceremony.

Through this altar designed based on "dark magic evolution," Gilderoy Lockhart merged Raphael Morvendi's head into his own body—

Like a tumor, it stood on Gidlow Lohart's abdomen below his heart, writhing in agony all the time.

Through this cruel ritual, Gilderoy Lockhart gained access to a vast amount of magical knowledge and ritual talent from Raphael Merchant's mind.

But this head will not belong to Gilderoy Lohart permanently.

This head could survive on Gilderoy Lohart for about three months.

Starting from the third month after this head grew onto Lockhart's body, the head's thinking became sluggish and its memory deteriorated.

If all goes well, Raphael Morvindi's head will quickly rot and fall off Gilderoy Lockhart's body. Then Gilderoy Lockhart will return to being a mediocre wizard.

If this evil magic mutates—

This head will draw new life from Gilderoy Lockhart and become the second head on Gilderoy Lockhart's body.

They share control of Gilderoy Lockhart's limbs and magic.

Therefore, he needs to find the next victim in advance.

Tyella was a Muggle orphan with no powerful connections. Even if he was close to Harry, the Savior, his sudden disappearance wouldn't trigger a large-scale search by the Ministry of Magic.

After all, who would want to waste manpower and resources on an orphan with no parents and no background?
"Alright, that concludes this lesson. Today we discussed Fiery Blaze and how to deal with it. Students, tell me, when you encounter Fiery Blaze, the first thing you should do is—"

"Turn around and run!"

The young wizards sitting below the stage answered in unison.

Gilderoy Lockhart's lesson was a great success, and coupled with his previous reputation, he quickly regained the respect of the young wizards.

“Excellent.” Gilderoy Lockhart chuckled. “Remember, sometimes it’s not shameful for you to run away, especially when you’re facing forces you can’t handle. In that case, run away, pass on the information, and leave the rest to wizards like me.”

“Alright, that’s the end of class,” Lockhart said. “You can all go back now… Oh, right, Tierra, stay behind. I need your help with something.”

“Yes, Professor,” Tierra replied.

“We’ll wait for you in the Great Hall,” Harry said.

"Okay, see you in a bit." Tiera waved.

Because of Tierra's deliberate attempt to get close to Gidro Lockhart last semester, no one thought it was strange for Gidro Lockhart to keep Tierra behind.

Some of the young female wizards even glanced at Tyella with envious eyes as they left the classroom.

After class, almost every young wizard was talking about Gilderoy Lockhart.

“I knew Professor Lockhart couldn’t be a fool,” a Hufflepuff boy exclaimed excitedly.

“Professor Lockhart is certainly not a fool!” a Ravenclaw girl said proudly. “He is an outstanding graduate of our Ravenclaw school.”

A group of young wizards noisily made their way to their respective dormitories or the main hall.

At this moment, Gilderoy Lockhart invited Tyella into the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's office—

“Oh, Tierra, thank you for the Christmas present I gave you before.” Lockhart said, pointing to the brooch on his chest. “I really liked it, so I prepared one for you too… It’s a bit late now, but I still hope you’ll accept it.”

As he spoke, Gidrol Lohart picked up a beautifully wrapped gift box from the table and handed it to Tiera.

“Here you go, open it and take a look,” Lockhart said to Tierra with a smile.

“Oh my god, Professor… thank you so much…” Tierra wore a delighted expression, but at the same time erected a five-layered mental barrier—

Sure enough, as Tiera bent down to unwrap the gift, a beam of white light shot directly toward his forehead.

Thank you Korsi for the 100 points!
Thank you xiaotang246 for the 100 coins!
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(End of this chapter)