Hogwarts professor in Marvel

In a shabby alley with few people, a flaming red light suddenly appeared.

The next moment, a circular light circle appeared deep in the alley, and then a ragged, blood-covered figure walked out of it.

call!

A breeze blew, seeming to blow away the entire red flame-colored teleportation halo.

The alley returned to its original dim appearance.

There just appeared a figure, covered in blood, like an evil ghost seeking revenge.

I saw him dragging his body, walking slowly step by step to the wall of the alley, leaning against the alley, and sitting on the ground.

call!call!call!

Only at this moment did Rhodes breathe a sigh of relief.

These Aurors in the wizarding world are really inhumane. Not only do they use magic to extract confessions, they even torture people in the same way ordinary people do.

Even though he had magic, he could escape the pain of torture.

But it can't be used.

Otherwise, once you suffer pain, you will lose consciousness immediately.

After a few more times, even a fool would know that this is definitely his way of escaping torture.

By then, once the other party noticed, they would probably try to crack it immediately, and there is even the possibility that they would discover that their soul has left their body.

Fortunately, there seems to be no case of out-of-body experience in the wizarding world, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

but……

Recalling the initial feeling of his soul leaving his body, Rhodes couldn't help but shake his head.

It should be said that it is indeed a new world.

In the original world, it was extremely easy for the soul to leave the body and could roam freely even thousands of miles away.

And now in this world, the soul is also out of the body and I cannot be too far away from the body.

It seems that the body is one's own bondage.

Even after staying in the outside world for a long time, I can feel the weakness of my soul, as if some force is constantly devouring or weakening my soul.

No wonder there are no cases of out-of-body experiences in this world. I'm afraid it's closely related to the suppression of souls in this world.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Rhodes no longer worried about his soul leaving his body.

He looked down at the marks on his body from being whipped, some of the flesh and blood even rolling around, some even blackened and necrotic.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and raised his right hand tremblingly to hold the ring.

As the hanging ring passed by, a milky white thread suddenly emerged from mid-air.

Then, as the hand gestures continued to change, the silk threads gradually spread and rotated, forming a strange rune.

call!

As Rhodes stretched out his hand and pressed down, the runes instantly spread and turned into milky white rays of light that fell on the wounds on his body.

With his eyes closed, Rhodes felt his body, and a tingling sensation spread all over his body.

I couldn't help but sigh.

Due to limited conditions, we can only heal some superficial injuries.

As for some injuries caused by the spell, it seems that we have to wait for the corresponding materials to be healed.

hope……

New York Temple, everything is normal.

Recalling the large number of Aurors searching for traces of Kamar-Taj like mad dogs, a gloom flashed across Rhodes' face.

Although he had just arrived in this world and the information obtained was limited, all signs indicated that Kamar-Taj was not doing well in this world.

At this moment, suddenly...

tread!tread!tread!

"who is it!"

A vigilant voice came from outside the alley.

He seemed to be attracted by the milky white healing light just now.

Soon, a black man walked in with a gun in his hand, his eyes fixed on Rhodes, who was dressed in tattered clothes and even stained with blood.

"Which gang are you from and what happened?"

The black man asked in doubt, he hadn't heard of any gang wars recently.

How come there are injured people? They seem to be tortured.

When he thought of this, the black man felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. He didn't want to get himself into trouble.

After asking, I saw that the other person seemed to be in a coma and there was no sound.

So he prepared to turn around and leave.

Although he is considered a gangster, he is not stupid.

If you encounter trouble, just go back and report the information. There is no need to get yourself involved.

cough! cough!

Just as he turned and walked a few steps away, he heard a light cough from behind.

It instantly caught his attention.

"Friend, please help me."

"I have a great gift for you."

Seeing that the black man was not fooled, Rhodes quickly spoke up.

Unexpectedly, the speed at which the blacks left increased further.

"I'm a wizard!"

"I remember what you look like!"

Seeing this, Rhodes immediately changed his tone and threatened.

After these days in the wizarding world, I have gained a relatively detailed understanding of the situation in the Federation.

The status of wizards in this world.

Equivalent to the ancient nobility.

For ordinary people, that is really a very high status and there are all kinds of privileges.

Even the death of some people is not a big deal in front of a wizard.

Have you ever seen a commoner die and be buried with a noble?

At most, it's just a reward of money as a token of my appreciation.

Many of them don't even have to take responsibility, and just find a random excuse so that no one dares to look at their hands.

Sure enough, hearing the voice behind him, the black man Morris turned around with a sad face.

"Master Wizard, I wonder if there is anything I can do for you!"

Morris stepped forward and said respectfully.

Rhodes on the other side stood up and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, where is this place?"

"And who are you? Why are you here?"

After hearing this, Morris's mind turned rapidly and he said quickly, "Sir, this is New York, the Blanche, the Black Death Street."

"My name is Maurice Andou, a member of the Black Death Gang."

"As per usual, I am here on patrol."

Don't kill me, the gang will definitely find out if I die.

By then, your traces may be exposed.

Rhodes didn't care about Morris's little thoughts.

He's just a little weird.

"You gangsters are still patrolling?"

He felt it was a bit ridiculous and said that it was no problem for the police to be on patrol.

A group of gangsters, patrolling, what are they doing?

"It's not really a patrol," Morris explained. "It's just that the gang boss wants everyone out now."

“Walking around on my own turf.”

"Then go back and report any possible abnormalities."

"The boss above takes this very seriously."

"I heard that all the gangs in New York are doing this."

Hearing this, Rhodes felt a bit of a headache. It seemed that these Aurors were really unscrupulous.

Even the gangs were contacted.

He is not stupid. What else could such a large-scale action be other than searching for Kamar-Taj?

It can't be that they are looking for criminals, right?

Do you really think magic is just for fun?

"Take me back to your home." Rhodes ordered directly: "Don't disclose my affairs to anyone."

However, Morris quickly said, “Sir, I live with several people.”

"It's not convenient for you to recuperate there."

"I know a place that's quite secretive."

"It's perfect for recuperation."

………………

Three days later, in the top floor office of Xingchen Nightclub.

Rhodes sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, trying to repair the damage to his soul.

After a few days of recuperation, the physical injuries have basically healed.

However, what is really tricky is the wound to the soul.

Since the Cruciatus Curse is known as one of the three unforgivable curses, it is naturally not so easy to deal with.

Even though his soul has left his body, the impact on his soul cannot be underestimated.

After all, this world's suppression of the soul is too harsh.

He simply couldn't get away from his own body.

At most, it can block some of the pain and weaken the impact of the Life-Drilling Curse.

But fortunately, there was no damage to the foundation.

Two or three days of recuperation allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

As for repairing the soul later, the corresponding magic potion is naturally indispensable.

and so……

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a subtle knock at the door. In an instant, I was so nervous that I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Rhodes slightly relaxed his mental perception.

"Come in, Maurice."

I saw a burly black man, followed by a middle-aged man in white clothes and leather jacket, walking in with a flattering smile.