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As he said this, Ian looked at the deaf-mutes around him who were covered in blood from bullets, some of whom had even lost their lives.

With a self-blaming expression on his face, he felt that although the thugs died, many of the rescue targets died because of his actions, and it was all his responsibility.

Then, Ian, who had calmed down a little, continued to comment: "The subsequent success was mainly due to Remi's plan and Vera's high-intensity spell attack. The effect was really good."

Hearing Ian deny himself, he praised the two of them.

Lockhart raised his eyebrows and did not continue speaking, but asked with a smile: "Do you want to hear my evaluation?"

"Of course, mentor." The three replied with some anticipation.

They all hope that their efforts will be recognized by their mentors.

Then...

"Your mission can be said to be a success, but it can also be said to be a failure." Lockhart said calmly.

Seeing the three people's confused looks, Lockhart said calmly: "What is the purpose of this operation?"

After saying that, without waiting for the three people to reply, he continued: "Eliminate the bandits and rescue the deaf-mute."

"am I right?"

Hearing the teacher's words, the three nodded subconsciously.

"Tell me, why do I set these two goals for you?"

Hearing the mentor's question, the three recalled the scene they saw when they just entered the factory, and anger rose in their eyes again.

Brutal thugs, artificially deaf-mutes who act like slaves, and the constant production of white powder.

It constantly arouses their anger towards "evil".

Then, I heard mentor Lockhart say, "I told you before that these deaf-mutes had their tongues cut off and their eardrums punctured."

"They have become dumb and deaf. If they didn't need their eyes to see, they would have become blind by now."

Hearing the instructor's serious voice, all three fell silent.

“So, we need to save the deaf and dumb and give them a brighter future.”

"However, we need to wipe out this group of thugs and even the forces behind them to prevent such tragedies from happening again."

Lockhart looked at the three people who were lost in thought, and said in a slow tone, "The black man just now was Johnny who shouted loudly before. He calmed down most of the thugs with just one sentence."

"Do you know how he did it?"

After hearing this, the three of them shook their heads at the same time.

Seeing this, Lockhart looked at the deaf-mutes around him, waved his wand, and continued to calm his emotions while blocking his vision.

Then, he walked up to Johnny, pointed the magic wand at the other's temple, and slowly pulled out a white mist-like gas like a white ribbon, which was to extract memories from the other's mind or the remaining soul.

With this part of memory, Lockhart walked up to the three people and looked at the eyes of Ian and others.

The magic wand tapped the memory, and in an instant, the scene appeared in front of Ian and the other two.

In the film, Johnny and the thugs brutally slaughtered their enemies, maliciously fed some children white powder, and then took pleasure in their drug addiction.

Beating ordinary people is considered a minor matter, and there have even been many killings.

What made Ian and the other two feel most disgusted was...

It was he who abused defenseless young girls and even raped a deaf-mute in front of everyone, and then competed with everyone to see who could last the longest.

These ugly scenes brought great shock to the three people's hearts.

They knew they were really bad people, but doing evil to this extent was a little beyond their imagination.

At the same time, the three men looked at Johnny with murderous eyes.

At this time, the instructor's gentle voice came to my ears.

“Sometimes, our kindness to evil people is actually our evil.”

"Being lenient towards evildoers will not earn their gratitude. On the contrary, it will only exacerbate the evil in their hearts."

"Especially someone like Johnny. As long as he's alive and given the chance, he'll be thinking about how to hunt you down all the time as revenge."

"So, you didn't find him alive this time. Do you know what he would do?"

The three shook their heads subconsciously. Seeing this, Lockhart said in a cold tone: "The first thing he needs to do is to escape from here and then find their boss."

"Tell them everything about your appearance and abilities."

"Then, we will search for your address and information throughout New York."

"Finally, if you have family members or relatives, they will brutally kill them, and they will also use all their forces to kill you, or capture and torture you."

Hearing Instructor Lockhart describe the enemy's revenge plan step by step, the three men's faces darkened.

Because what the instructor said is completely true. Based on the information we just saw on the screen and what they have encountered, it is very likely, no, it should be 100% certain that they will do it.

Looking at the changes in the expressions of the three people, Lockhart nodded slightly and spoke gently.

"Today, I will teach you the first black magic that I have modified - the sharp blade to seal the throat!"

Chapter 198 Tony Stark's Radiation Jammer

"The sharp blade seals the throat!"

"The sharp blade seals the throat!"

"........."

Deep in the abandoned factory, Lockhart looked at his three students, waving their wands and chanting spells at the petrified thugs lying on the ground, trying to cast the first black magic he taught them - the Throat-Slitting Curse!

However, perhaps it was the first time they were learning black magic, and everyone had cast spells dozens of times, without any success.

The best one was just a red glow from the tip of the wand, and the spell disappeared as soon as it left the wand.

Lockhart was not annoyed when he saw this, he knew that this was normal.

For them who have just been exposed to magic for less than 2 months, although they are gifted, very hardworking, and with their own resources, they have already mastered a lot of spells.

However, the black magic that he taught was obviously of a higher level of difficulty. Moreover, this was the first spell with a certain degree of lethality that they had mastered, so it took time, which was normal.

Watching the three people continuously casting the Throat-Slitting Curse, Lockhart slowly explained beside them.

"The reason why dark magic is so frowned upon in the wizarding world is that every time one casts dark magic, one must be filled with malice."

"It can be said that if you practice dark magic too much, it will affect your soul, and you will involuntarily harbor ill will towards others. This will appear to you as impulsive, irritable, and cruel, and therefore dark magic is frowned upon in the wizarding world."

"But the black magic that I have modified, or in other words, the black magic cast by new wizards, does not have the above shortcomings."

"Although emotions are still needed as a guide at first, they are very weak. Just having relevant thoughts will suffice. It relies more on the power of runes."

"In the future battles, you will continue to encounter evil people like this. Some of them are even worse than the Death Eaters during the Dark Lord's time. To be more precise, they were members of pure-blood families. Their methods were even worse than what you just saw."

"Not only was the body humiliated, but the soul was tortured even more. Even the corpse was not spared. It was trained into a Yin corpse and used by them. The soul was confined in the body. I saw myself killing my relatives and friends with my own eyes, but I was powerless to stop it."

"Don't think I'm exaggerating. What I'm saying is very likely to happen."

"Because their anger, self-blame, and guilt are exactly what the black wizard wants to see. These emotions will provide stronger energy for the corpse. They will do it, and in order to further torture the soul and obtain the energy they need, other The cruel methods are far beyond your imagination."

Hearing the teacher's indifferent tone, Ian and the other two seemed to have certain images in their minds, especially the scene of themselves or their friends being trained into corpses.

Each time they swung their wands, the force increased, the runes in their minds became clearer, and the spells became more rapid.

"The sharp blade seals the throat!"

"The sharp blade seals the throat!"

"........."

Soon, under Lockhart's gaze.

A dazzling red light shone from the tip of Ian's wand, shooting towards the neck of a black thug below.

A red light flashed, and a blood-red thread appeared on the black man's neck. Then, his head and body were separated, and blood flowed.

Soon, a pool of blood appeared on the ground.

Ian stared at the scene blankly. This was his first time killing someone, even though the other party was a bad guy who wanted to kill him.

But seeing this, I still felt a little uncomfortable.

After seeing this, Lockhart walked to Ian's side, stared at the pool of blood in front of him like him, and said softly: "Ian, you need to gradually adapt to this scene."

"In the future, you will encounter more enemies than you imagined. They will be more cunning and more cruel."

"And they will never give up the idea of ​​destroying the new wizards, and they will never be lenient towards us. They will just try their best to kill us like mad dogs."

"For such an enemy, we can only resist with violence. In the process of the birth of a new magic system, bloodshed and fighting are inevitable."

Hearing these mentors' words, Ian nodded slowly to show his understanding.

In fact, he had already prepared himself mentally, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it for the first time. But he just needed to adjust.

After all, if he wanted revenge, he couldn't avoid killing people.

Vera and Remi beside him also heard what Lockhart said to Ian, and they became more determined.

Soon, both of them successfully cast the throat-slitting curse.

When Lockhart saw this, a look of relief appeared on his face.

Then, watch as they prepare to continue casting spells to take out the remaining thugs.

Lockhart nodded slightly, then turned to look at the deaf-mutes around him.

Because they had cast the spell in advance, their emotions were relatively stable, but the long hours of habitual work made them stay there, feeling a little overwhelmed.

They didn't dare to run away, perhaps because those who had escaped before were punished, which made them frightened.

Seeing this group of people, Lockhart felt a headache.

Lockhart considered himself a man with very flexible morals, but he would still feel guilty if he did nothing.

After thinking about it, Lockhart came up with a plan.

Then, he waved his magic wand and a transparent wave spread out in all directions, gradually changing the memory, cognition, and consciousness of all the deaf-mutes.

These people, long-term torture, have made them lose their ability to live, their desires, like slave machines.

It is still necessary to seal up their emotions and memories and activate their desire to live.

This is relatively simple for Lockhart, who has delved deeply into the fields of memory and cognition.

After a while, Ian and others successfully dealt with all the thugs.

Looking at the bodies of the thugs, Lockhart clapped his hands gently at his three students and praised them, "Congratulations, you have completed your first practical project."

"Now, let's talk about your future."

...........

Early morning, Stark Villa, 2nd floor, fitness room.

tread!tread!tread!

Inside the gym, the sound of regular footsteps could be heard.

At this moment, Tony Stark was running on the treadmill. At that time, his eyes were looking at the ocean in the distance through the glass, and looking at the beautiful sunrise over the sea.

The sun was bright red, like a dazzling agate plate, slowly moving upwards. The red sun was surrounded by the rosy glow, which contrasted with the sapphire-like color of the ocean, outlining a beautiful picture.

"Jarvis, increase the speed." Tony ordered the artificial intelligence Jarvis while enjoying the beautiful scenery.

"Okay sir, but I would like to remind you again that according to previous data analysis, the current running state can most effectively exercise physical strength and improve physical fitness."

"Increasing the treadmill speed will only greatly increase physical exertion and shorten the training time, and it will not help in any other way."

"Excuse me, should we continue to improve?"

Jarvis reminded in a very gentle voice.

"Keep improving." Tony said directly: "Also, Jarvis, report on the completion progress of the new armor."

After saying that, Tony continued to run on the treadmill.

After nearly losing his life twice in a row, he felt it was extremely necessary to improve his physical fitness and develop stronger armor to arm himself.

Although Jarvis said he had some mild anxiety disorder, didn't he understand his own condition?

This is a real problem, not a mental illness or anxiety disorder.