Hogwarts professor in Marvel

Well, to test how deep the relationship between Dumbledore and you, Lockhart, is?

"The principal did participate in my research." Lockhart nodded and said, "He helped me a lot in this regard."

"For example, the initial meditation method, and later on, the Squib students entering Hogwarts and so on."

Lockhart answered briefly and began to ask again: "Mr. Prophet, I feel that the ancient runes were originally inseparable from alchemy, which may have caused a certain bias in the process of improving the rune system."

"What do you think?"

After hearing this, Grindelwald thought for a moment and said, "There is nothing wrong with your idea. It is indeed very possible."

"The will of the wizard directly determines the direction of things. At that time, many wizards were crazy about the pursuit of magic items."

"It's normal to focus more on the effect of runes on magic items."

"..."

At the beginning, the communication between the two was just a casual conversation.

But later on, we became more and more in sync.

You test me once, I tell you the answer, and then I test you back.

There were a lot of academic exchanges in between, which made the exploration become natural.

In terms of academics, the two chatted openly. Except for some key information, the other chats were not too guarded.

As for testing, everyone will reveal certain information, and whether it is true or false is judged by the other party, but they will definitely give an answer.

Such tacit understanding allowed the two to quickly become familiar with each other.

At the same time, both sides gradually formed a certain impression of each other's character.

Well, to put it simply, it's an old fox and a little fox.

The performance of the Prophet made Lockhart sigh. He is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for many years. He has a strong control over the topic and is very cautious.

Lockhart's performance also surprised Grindelwald.

I originally thought he was an academic scholar, but I didn't expect that he would excel in all aspects.

Facing all the temptations just now, he handled them with ease and quickly formed a tacit understanding afterwards.

With such tacit understanding.

The two people who met for the first time talked to each other as if they were good friends who had not seen each other for many years.

Faintly, he seemed to see his past self or Dumbledore, or even a combination of the two.

The same amazing talent, the same all-round ability.

Know when to advance and when to retreat, and avoid embarrassing situations. All details are handled very well.

However, the other party's characteristic is very obvious, that is, the other party's thirst for knowledge.

Grindelwald had to sigh, as expected of a raven from Ravenclaw, his greed for knowledge was fully demonstrated.

As time passed, the frequency of their communication gradually decreased.

They seemed very satisfied with the exchange and gained a lot of information.

Before the end, Grindelwald seemed to have thought of something and said, "Professor Lockhart, I have to say that the emergence of meditation is epoch-making."

"But at the same time, I suggest you act more cautiously recently."

"Oh, would you mind talking about it in detail, Mr. Prophet?" Lockhart asked as if he was a little curious.

"According to the information I received, you have recently submitted papers to journals such as Philosopher's Stone. During this period, pure-blood families have been very active."

"Now, it's very close to the publication of the next journal, I suggest you pay attention to it." Grindelwald reminded.

Hearing this, Lockhart seemed to be somewhat enlightened, as if Grindelwald's words had suddenly awakened him. He said in a deep voice, "Thank you for the reminder. I will also pay more attention to the movements of the pure-blood families recently."

Then, as if he had thought of something, he waved his magic wand lightly, and an exquisite black gift box floated in the air.

Then it slowly landed in front of Grindelwald.

Looking at the gift box in front of him, Grindelwald was a little curious. He had just sensed it slightly, but he didn't detect any strange aura, not even the slightest energy fluctuation.

This means that the gift box itself is a magical item.

And the fact that this gift requires a magical item to carry it shows that its value is definitely not low.

Seeing the other party's curious eyes, Lockhart began to introduce: "Mr. Prophet, we had a very enjoyable chat today, and your last reminder is very important to me."

"This gift is for you. I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future, and I hope we can become friends in the future."

After hearing this, Grindelwald smiled and said, "Thank you, Professor Lockhart."

Then, he waved his hand and put it away.

From the exchange just now, it was obvious that Professor Lockhart was willing to win me over and make me join his research.

This gift may be both a thank you and an attempt to win you over.

Of course he won't be polite.

He just provided a key piece of information.

When Lockhart saw the Prophet put away the gift, a smile appeared on his face.

Academic exchanges are just to seduce the other party's curiosity.

A new piece of magical knowledge with infinite potential will definitely attract the other party's attention.

But in order to convince the other party, new temptations are needed.

And his gift is sure to be attractive to the old monster.

As for the pure-blood family that the prophet had just reminded him of, he didn't care.

Every move of the pure-blood family is now in his eyes. He is now waiting for them to launch an attack and then severely injure them in one fell swoop.

Afterwards, the two wizards, each with their own thoughts, said goodbye briefly and left.

There were only two empty wine glasses left on the table.

.......

Nurmengard, castle study.

It was snowing outside, the cold wind was howling, and the magic stove in the study was burning brightly.

Drive away the coldness from the empty study.

At this moment, suddenly...

call!

The blue flame rose up.

It turned and disappeared, revealing the figure of a middle-aged wizard with an owl tucked on his shoulder.

It seems like returning to a familiar environment.

Nubi flapped his wings and flew to the bracket beside the wall. At the same time, he changed his body shape and an eagle gradually appeared.

Finally, he grasped the bracket tightly with his claws and looked around with sharp eyes.

At the same time, Grindelwald opened his hands gently, and the dark blue clothes fell off automatically and hung on the hanger beside him.

At the same time, as he walked towards his desk, his figure gradually changed, returning to his original appearance.

He has white hair and a slightly old face, but his spirit is still there.

Sitting at the desk, he carefully thought about this exchange with Lockhart.

After a moment, a hint of emotion appeared in his eyes.

He is a talented person and a good prospect.

The only pity is that he has a good relationship with Dumbledore now.

But it doesn’t matter. We’ll have time to deal with each other slowly later.

He is very good at persuading others to join him.

Immediately afterwards, as if thinking of something, he waved his hand lightly, and a black gift box was placed on the desk.

Extend the wand and tap gently.

Instantly, the gift box opened.

But at the same time...

A breath of life rushed in.

Looking at the small bottle placed in the middle of the gift box, and the emerald green powder the size of a fingernail inside the bottle.

Grindelwald's eyes were filled with deep thought, but at the same time, a playful smile appeared on his face.

He reached out and took out the bottle, pouring out a little bit from it.

Feel the huge breath of life contained in this tiny bit of powder and swallow it without hesitation.

Then, close your eyes and feel the vitality slowly emerging from your body, nourishing your slightly aging body and soul.

After a moment, Grindelwald opened his eyes, and a hint of surprise and a fleeting greed flashed in his eyes.

This Professor Lockhart really has something.

I just don’t know, does Dumbledore know?

If you don't know, it's really interesting.

As his thoughts turned, Grindelwald waved his hand gently, and a white envelope appeared on the desk.

Seeing this, Grindelwald picked up the quill beside him and slowly wrote on the envelope.

"To investigate the detailed plans of the British wizarding families against Lockhart."

"Mobilize the forces of the European Saints to support the Pure Blood Family's plan and suppress Gilderoy Lockhart to the greatest extent possible."

“…”

Winning over a person is most effective when he or she is in trouble.

This is his many years of experience.

I'm very sorry, everyone. Something happened. Please take a day off.

I suddenly encountered some things today, and I originally planned to continue writing after I finished them.

But now it seems that I have to be busy all night. I took some time to write this application for leave, and I will have to continue to be busy later.

I'm very sorry, everyone. I have to take a leave today. I will try to make up for it in the next few days.

Chapter 285: Everything for...the greater good!

German wizarding world, Shafik family estate, garden.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"..."

In the colorful and fragrant garden, a 7-year-old boy is trying to wave his wand and cast a levitation spell on the flowers on the ground.

There are flowers of various exotic colors scattered all around, these flowers emit more or less strange magical fluctuations, and the different colors make the flower beds very elegant.

Next to him, a middle-aged man, who looked a bit old, was sitting on a chair, smiling as he watched his grandson practice magic spells.

Not far away, there were several servant-like beings standing around, alert and watching everything, as if they would take action immediately if they were called.

As the little boy cast the levitation spell again and again, soon the flowers that fell on the ground began to float and drift towards the broken flower branches.

Seeing this scene, the slightly old middle-aged man on the side nodded slightly.

When you see the flowers connected to the broken branches.

He stretched out his magic wand and lightly tapped the air, and the broken flowers were connected together, as if they had never been broken.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy flashed across the boy's face.