Hogwarts professor in Marvel

"You can't expect me to catch a werewolf or a Dementor to teach you a lesson."

"Besides, this is a little elf from Cornwall. Don't be fooled by his small size, his flying speed is quite fast."

"Especially... they like to grab people by their ears and lift them up into the air, hanging them on the treetops."

After hearing Lockhart's introduction, the little wizards' eyes lit up instantly. After hearing the professor's introduction, the elves seemed very interesting.

Seeing that everyone's interest was aroused again, Lockhart continued his introduction.

"Today's practical class, what you have to do is to cast a stunning spell on the elf. Those who perform well can get extra points for their own school."

"The one with the best grades can get a magic amulet made by me."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the little wizards immediately became excited.

"Professor, I'll go first."

"I'll go first."

"I said it first..."

"..."

Well, they have seen Harry Potter hanging the magic amulet around his neck quite a lot recently, and their hearts have been filled with envy.

Seeing everyone's enthusiastic performance, Lockhart waved his wand and drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Soon, a dark blue elf was released from the cage floating in the air.

All I heard was Lockhart saying slowly, "Okay, don't be in a hurry, before you start learning, first learn about the elves."

Under the control of magic, the elf floated in front of everyone.

Lockhart held the wand, pointed at the elf's head, and introduced: "The elves of Cornwall are also called naughty elves."

"I really like playing pranks."

Hearing this, Ron seemed to be thinking about something, as if he was thinking of his two twin brothers.

He didn't think for long and continued to focus on Professor Lockhart's speech.

"Its characteristic is that it can fly very fast. Because it is not lethal, it is classified as a magical creature. The purpose of today's practical course is to train everyone's speed and accuracy in casting spells."

"A small Cornish pixie, mostly dark blue in color, about eight inches long..."

After hearing Lockhart's introduction to the elves, the little wizards suddenly became a little bored.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Lockhart sped up.

Then....

Lockhart aroused the interest of the young wizards with one sentence.

"After we finish practicing the spell, we will start a mysterious event."

"Now, everyone, line up in three rows."

Hearing the mysterious activities mentioned by Lockhart, the young wizards' interest was instantly piqued. They lined up in unison and looked at Lockhart with anticipation.

Lockhart smiled, but still followed his lesson preparation process and said, "Okay, everyone, don't use your wands, just chant the spell with me first."

"Collapse!"

Soon, all the little wizards followed Lockhart and chanted the spell in unison.

"Collapse!"

"Collapse!"

"........"

Realizing that there were only some minor problems with the tone and speed of speech, but that the impact was not significant, Lockhart nodded in satisfaction.

Then repeat it several times, and slightly adjust the way everyone chants the mantra, and basically there will be no problem with the mantra.

After the preparations were completed, Lockhart said in a deep voice, "Okay, now line up and everyone is practicing the Stunning Spell."

"Once you have practiced the Stunning Spell well, you can start the mysterious activity. Then, the magic amulet will be waiting for you."

Hearing this, the little wizards picked up their wands and lined up in a neat row.

Seeing this, Lockhart looked at the first little wizard Mickey, and saw that he looked a little nervous.

Then he gently comforted her: "Mickey, don't be nervous, I will relax the elf's control later, and then you can use the stunning spell."

Hearing Lockhart's gentle tone, Mickey's inner pressure was relieved a lot. He nodded heavily and gripped his wand tightly.

Aim at the dark blue elf floating in the air not far away.

Seeing this, Lockhart nodded to Mickey and relaxed his control over the elf.

"Collapse!"

Looking at the elf flapping its wings and flying to the left, Mickey suddenly realized something. He quickly waved his wand, aimed at the target, and shouted loudly.

Instantly, the magic power in Mickey's body was infused into the wand, emitting a red light that hit the fleeing elf.

Looking at the elf who had fainted on the ground, Mickey showed a joyful smile on his face.

The little wizard behind also looked eager to try.

Chapter 44: Stupid but Rich Lockhart!! (Please read, invest, and recommend)

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"Collapse!"

"Collapse!"

"......"

Watching the little wizards casting stunning spells one after another, and the atmosphere becoming more and more lively.

Lockhart also had a smile on his face.

Sure enough, practical classes are the most attractive to little wizards and the easiest to liven up the atmosphere.

It was very tempting for the second-year little wizard.

but.....

Lockhart looked at the elf lying motionless on the ground and waved his wand helplessly.

"Clear springs are like water!"

A stream of water emerged from the tip of the wand and poured over the elf's face.

Soon, the elf woke up and looked at the little wizards not far away and Lockhart who was close at hand.

With a sad face, he lay on the ground motionless - playing dead!

Seeing this, Lockhart's mouth twitched. He waved his wand and controlled the elf to float to the corner on the left side of the classroom.

There were already five identical elves lying there, pretending to be dead.

The practical course was quite effective, but a bit time-consuming.

Of the 15 elves in his cage, 6 have already been broken. Judging from the mood of this group of little wizards, the remaining 9 will probably not be in a much better condition.

He curled his lips helplessly, controlled the cage to open, summoned out the next active elf, and continued to place it in front of the little wizards.

Start a new round of practice.

Of course, for the elves, it is a new round of torture.

As time passed, basically every little wizard had experienced more than 5 rounds.

The only exception is Ron.

This poor little wizard's wand was broken. He was trying to cast a stunning spell on the elf, but ended up knocking himself out.

This made Lockhart speechless. Then, he woke Ron up and took out a spare wand and gave it to him.

He bought this specifically before going to the Marvel world, for fear that in case the wand was lost, he would have a spare one.

Despite this, Ron's level was still relatively average. Of course, it might also be related to the fact that he had just come into contact with a new wand.

However, there were many little wizards who caught Lockhart's eye.

Among them are 12 little wizards including Hermione, Harry, Mickey, Draco, etc.

The first time they cast the stun spell, they successfully knocked out the elf.

Especially Harry, Lockhart observed his movements and found that his fighting talent was indeed not weak.

Almost every stun spell is full of magical power and the effect is very obvious. The casting speed is at least 20% faster than that of a similar young wizard.

What does such a talent mean? Lockhart knows very well - the future battle master! !

Sure enough, to be able to compete with Voldemort, he must have his own unique qualities.

With such talent, how much recognition can one get?

As his thoughts turned, Lockhart put the idea into his mind and continued with the next round of practice.

Soon, two more rounds passed.

finally.....

His 15 Cornish elves were completely exhausted. He looked at his watch and found that the get out of class would be over in about 15 minutes.

So Lockhart threw the last elf into the corner and clapped his hands.

After attracting the attention of all the little wizards, he said, "Okay, today's practice ends here."

"Now, let's begin the mysterious activity I mentioned."

"Activity rules: I will make those 15 elves run away in the classroom."

"You attack."

“Whoever hits more times ranks higher.”

"The wizard with the highest ranking will not only gain 10 points for his academy, but will also receive a magic amulet made by me personally."

"The little wizards who rank second to third can order a snack of their choice. I'll have an owl deliver it to them."

"Even if you didn't get any rewards this time, don't be discouraged. Such activities will be held every month in the future, and there will be rewards to be won then."

When the little wizards heard what Lockhart said about the reward, their eyes lit up.

As expected, just as the fourth-year seniors had said, Professor Lockhart was generous and would give rewards and magic items whenever he stretched out his hand.

How could Lockhart not know what they were thinking?

While eating this morning, he could hear the little wizards whispering about him.

He didn't care about this at all. In his previous life, he was also considered very generous, or... a fat sheep, by his graduate students. Some even complained that he was stupid and had a lot of money.

Because he gave them real money as a reward, and the amount was not small, so naturally some people would treat him as a fat sheep.

He is not trying to be a rich man, he just wants to ensure the quality and progress of the project.

According to his experience, the graduate students under him are in completely different states depending on whether he spends money or not.

Instead of inviting him to dinner, you might as well spend some money. With money hanging in front of you, the progress will be fast.

Although he spent a lot of money, he earned more after his project was successful.

Regardless of whether he was a stupid person in his previous life, he made a lot of money from his research projects.

Tsk tsk tsk!

There is no gain without hard work!!!

He understood this principle early on.

Looking at the little wizards whose emotions were aroused and full of energy.

Lockhart smiled and walked to the corner of the classroom.

Look at these 15 Cornish pixies lying on the ground pretending to be dead, motionless.

Lockhart slowly drew circles with his right hand, controlling the suspended ring with his mind. Soon, as his right hand moved, a red flame ring appeared.

A large number of silk threads also automatically spread out from the middle of the fire ring, connecting with the runes in the middle.