Hogwarts professor in Marvel

"You have to understand that I can make you a living being, but I can also make your soul disappear."

"This time, it's a lesson for you."

"30 minutes of soul burning, 25 minutes left, enjoy it slowly."

After saying this, Lockhart had an idea, and the contract deep in Tom's soul continued to emit a light golden light, like the sun, continuing to burn the soul.

"Ah... Professor, Professor, I don't dare anymore... I don't dare anymore."

“Let…let me go…”

"Next time I...I won't dare."

"......"

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Chapter 142: New Wizard Spirit (Additional chapters for orders over 1200)

Lockhart's office.

On the large desk, a black notebook, half opened, was placed in the middle.

You can vaguely see that the page that has been opened is emitting a faint golden light, as if it is revealing something.

On the chair opposite, Lockhart leaned back, his chest floating slightly, as if he was fast asleep.

suddenly......

hum!

The black notebook shook slightly, and a transparent figure emerged from it, floating in the air.

At this moment, Lockhart's soul left the Horcrux notebook and returned to the real world.

After looking around, he looked at his own body and pounced directly over.

"what..."

The moment the soul entered the body, it was as if they were blending perfectly together, which made Lockhart feel quite comfortable and he cried out subconsciously.

After opening his eyes and moving his shoulders, Lockhart turned his gaze back to the black notebook. Looking at the faint light emitted by the pages, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Tom, the soul fragment, is a typical example of someone who will tear down the house if he is not disciplined for three days.

Even though he knew he had signed a contract, he still set a trap to trick himself.

I hope this lesson will leave a deeper impression on him.

but.....

Thinking of what Tom had just mentioned about the stone statue left behind by Slytherin, Lockhart was thoughtful.

It seems that it is necessary to give it a try, maybe there will be some gains.

Now, as my promotion plan begins, obstacles have emerged.

They were just about to recruit some research assistants, and hadn't even made it to the Daily Prophet.

The school board had already wanted to suppress it in advance, and even wanted to directly plunder the results.

It is conceivable that once the special features of the new magic system are truly exposed, especially the one that does not rely on magical bloodline.

It will directly stimulate the sensitive nerve of the pure-blood family.

Lockhart knew how fierce the resistance would be when the time came.

Although he felt some pressure, he didn't care too much.

This is the wizarding world, different from the modern world of the previous life.

Although the influence of pure-blood families in the wizarding world is spread across all fields like spider silk.

But don't forget, for wizards, the most important thing is...

Speak with strength!

He was pushed into a corner.

Since Voldemort can rely on his powerful strength and fear to intimidate the entire wizarding world.

Then he can do the same.

What? If Voldemort can do it, why can't I?

If it really comes to this, once he gains more powerful strength in the Marvel world, all obstacles he encounters will be overcome.

Of course, relying on brute force is a strategy that ultimately belongs to the lower class.

Only superficial submission can be obtained.

If we want wizards to devote their whole hearts to the new magic system, even to the point of being willing to sacrifice their lives.

Still have to do it step by step.

Difficulties are merely the key to forging a new wizard's spirit.

Just like the Long March in the previous life forged the Red Army spirit that shocked the world.

What is the New Wizarding Spirit?

Lockhart doesn't actually have a clear definition.

But he knew that when a wizard decided to spend his life pursuing the truth, perhaps... a new wizard spirit was formed.

After thinking for a moment, Lockhart waved his wand, put the notebook back into the wooden box and put it away.

I started preparing for the lesson. There was only one class today. After the class, I could start making some preparations for entering the secret room.

He did not forget the horror of the basilisk in the secret room.

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

Filch Cottage at night.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"......"

Filch, with an old face and a hunched body, was waving his wand at the leaves on the desk, casting the simplest levitation spell.

In recent days, whether it is day or night, as long as he has nothing to do, he will close his eyes and start meditating.

Fortunately, meditation itself has a resting effect, so Filch did not die suddenly.

The reason why he was so obsessed was that he didn't care even though he knew there was a little wizard wandering around at night.

It came from his successful meditation.

He could feel the magical fluctuations in the air, or...the energy particles mentioned in meditation.

Although I still can't cast any spell.

But those colorful energy particles gave him hope of performing magic.

Therefore, whenever he had free time, he would follow the instructions on the parchment and constantly capture energy particles to transform the nature of his mental power.

At the same time, through runes, it is converted into magic power, laying the foundation for casting spells.

To verify whether he can cast the spell.

Every night, he would perform the simplest magic - the levitation spell - based on what he had learned in the spells class!

Although it didn't succeed once.

But he kept telling himself, it's almost there, it should be soon.

Even though his arms were very sore, he did not stop waving his wand.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"......"

suddenly!

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

As Filch chanted the levitation spell again, the tip of the wand flashed slightly and then disappeared.

The leaves that were originally spread out on the table trembled slightly and slowly floated up.

Then...

It fell again!

Filch, who had been observing the leaves, trembled with excitement when he saw this scene.

Then, the sound of the spell became more powerful and the force of waving the wand became stronger and stronger, revealing his inner excitement.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"......"

This time, I recited the levitation spell 10 times, but there was still no improvement.

However, when he recited it 17 times...

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

call!

The wand flashed again, the leaves swayed slightly, and then began to float slowly into the sky.

Seeing this, Filch quickly calmed himself down and stared at the floating upper leaf.

I kept repeating in my mind: "Float, float, float..."

Perhaps it was because Filch's will was too strong, or perhaps the resonance with magic was stronger this time.

The leaves did not fall again, but slowly floated up into the sky.

Although the speed was very slow, in Filch's eyes, that was hope.

He, a squib, can finally perform magic.

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

Night, Malfoy family.

Today's Malfoy family villa is different from usual. It is brightly lit as if welcoming important guests.

The view goes deep into the villa, at a long dining table.

A large amount of steaming food was placed on it, and sitting at the top was Lucius Malfoy.

On both sides of the table were members of the Hogwarts Board of Directors.

This dinner, or more accurately, meeting, was organized by Lucius.

"cough!"

After seeing that everyone was present, Lucius, who was sitting in the upper seat, coughed lightly, and when he noticed that everyone was looking at him, he spoke slowly.

"You are all members of the school board."

"I believe you all know the purpose of inviting everyone this time."

"Although Dumbledore rejected our request, it does not mean that we have completely lost the right to share this cake. We still have many opportunities."

“This time…”

"We must let Dumbledore know that if we want to accomplish anything in the British wizarding world, we cannot do without our pure-blood family."

Chapter 143 The promotion of the new magic system kicks off (extra chapter for GT's loving wife's reward)

Morning, Lockhart's office.

The golden sunlight shines through the glass and falls on the entire office, seeming to dye it a light golden color.