Hogwarts professor in Marvel

"........"

Bang bang bang!

As Lockhart strolled, he waved his whip to smash the pseudo-killing curse that was coming towards him.

Soon, he was almost in front of Tom.

Without saying anything nonsense, he swung the whip and smashed the wand in his hand.

Swing again and tie up Tom.

snort!

Tom groaned as the sharp barbs of the flaming whip pierced into his body.

Although he was only a soul fragment, the whip was also made of pure magic power and still caused some damage.

Lockhart looked at the tied up Tom with a faint smile on his face.

He walked up to him and said sarcastically, "Tom, do you know?"

"When you mentioned that the notebook was made through Slytherin methods, I assumed that you were a dark magic item."

"Now I see that it is indeed the case."

Then, he said as if with some emotion: "Slytherin, one of the four founders of Hogwarts."

"The world's top dark wizard, the items he made, even if they are legacy means."

"Who would dare to believe that it is an ordinary magical item."

Having said that, Lockhart looked at Tom in front of him and continued to release misleading information.

"Someone like you can think independently and research magic items independently."

"Tell me: You can't lie!"

At this point, Lockhart deliberately showed a mocking smile: "Do you believe it? Do you dare to believe it?"

Hearing Lockhart's series of sarcasm, Tom lowered his head dejectedly, as if Lockhart had predicted it.

However, the moment he lowered his eyes, they lit up.

He discovered that Lockhart only treated him as a dark magic object with independent thinking ability.

His true identity was not discovered.

In this case......

"I am terribly sorry, Professor Lockhart, I did not mean to deceive you."

"I'm really worried that you'll lock me up again. I don't want to stay in that dark space with no sunlight any longer."

At this point, Tom cooperated very well and trembled all over, revealing his worry and fear.

It was as if he were really a magical object, imprisoned for many years, and longed to see the light again.

"Humph!"

Lockhart snorted coldly and said calmly: "I'm not interested in hearing your apology."

"Surrender or die!"

"You choose!"

As he spoke, Lockhart opened his right hand, and a pale golden rune floated above his palm.

Then it floated in front of Tom and introduced lightly: "This is the contract rune."

"If you surrender, you will actively integrate yourself."

"If you don't want to, I will grant you death."

As he said this, as if he was worried that Tom would make the wrong choice, he continued to bait, "After you surrender, you have to do the same as before and continue to be my research assistant."

"I will teach you some advanced knowledge of runes."

"If you dare to have other intentions, don't blame me for destroying you."

Hearing what Lockhart said, Tom showed a hesitant expression on his face.

But I was very excited inside.

Good man, there is always a way out.

I originally thought that even if I didn't die this time, I would not be able to continue learning the runes that Lockhart mastered.

I didn't expect that there would be such an opportunity, and I could even learn advanced knowledge of runes.

As for the contract mentioned by Lockhart.

Tom said: He is just a fragment of the soul, not the real body.

Even if there is a contract, it can be broken later.

With his peak strength, it was easy for him to crack these.

As his thoughts turned, Tom looked at the contract rune glowing with golden light in front of him, reached out and grabbed it, and merged it into his soul.

Seeing this, Lockhart nodded with satisfaction and said temptingly:

"Tom, believe me, your future self will thank you for the choice you make now."

"As long as you are willing to work hard and make contributions, it will be possible for you to have a human body and see the light again."

Chapter 118: Instilling New Ideas into the Young Wizards (Please Subscribe, Please Subscribe)

Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"Tom, these three research projects are left to you."

"If you don't understand anything, take a look at my research notes."

Lockhart wrote in the black notebook.

Soon, a line of text appeared on the notebook, replying: "OK, Professor."

Seeing this, Lockhart nodded with satisfaction and put the Horcrux notebook and his thick research notes back into the box.

From now on, the Horcrux that signed the contract would serve as his first full-time employee.

With Voldemort, no...Tom's magical talent, Lockhart believed that the other party would be his right-hand man.

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

Hogwarts, second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts class mainly teaches everyone how to protect themselves."

“Many people don’t have a clear concept of what it means to protect themselves.”

Lockhart stood on the podium, waved his wand, and two golden words floated in the air - "Protect Yourself"

Looking at the confused little lions and snakes below.

Lockhart pointed his wand at Harry Potter, who was sitting in the front. "Harry, tell me how you understand protecting yourself."

Harry was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, thought for a moment, and said, "Professor, I think protecting myself means that when someone bullies me, I can fight back."

Hearing the Gryffindor-style answer, Lockhart gestured for him to sit down and continued, "What Harry said is correct."

"Many people understand protecting themselves as defeating their enemies."

"But it's not nearly enough."

Then, Lockhart pointed his wand at Malfoy and said, "Malfoy, do you have any other understanding?"

Malfoy stood up and said directly: "Professor, I think protecting yourself is actually improving your strength."

"As long as you are strong, you won't be afraid of any threats."

Uh, this reply.....also has the style of Slytherin House.

Lockhart nodded. "What Malfoy said is correct, but we are talking about the definition of protection, not the method of protecting ourselves."

"Anyone else have a different answer?"

Lockhart asked as he looked at the group of second-year wizards below.

Most of the little wizards looked at each other and didn't respond.

but....

"Hermione, tell me what you think."

Looking at Hermione who raised her hand high, Lockhart named her.

"Professor, I think protecting yourself can be divided into many situations." Hermione stood up and replied loudly: "For example, when we are exploring, we must be prepared in advance to prevent some unknown risks."

“This is to protect yourself.”

"Also, when we face dangerous magical creatures, we have to escape in time, which is also to protect ourselves."

Hearing Hermione's answer, Lockhart nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Hermione's example is good, very specific, and the answer is very correct."

"Ten points for Gryffindor."

Then he extended his hand to signal for her to sit down, and saw Hermione sitting down with an excited look on her face.

Lockhart, speaking up, "Protect yourself, if we want a definition."

"According to my personal experience, there are three main categories."

"They are: protecting your own body, protecting your own reputation, and protecting your own property."

"......"

As Lockhart spoke, he waved his wand and the three types of words he said floated in the air.

"Protect your body, which is best known as protecting yourself, as Harry said."

"It is very important to protect your reputation. Even people who are not famous need to pay attention to their reputation."

Having said that, Lockhart waved his wand, and a picture of a wizard being pelted with rotten vegetable leaves by all the wizards around him floated in the air.

The introduction said: "When a person's reputation is smeared, even if you know it is false, people around you will not believe you. They will think you are a bad person, and verbal abuse, isolation, violence and other behaviors will become the norm."

“…”

Seeing the scene floating in the air, the little wizards around couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing this, Lockhart casually introduced a few words.

Then he waved the wand again, and the picture changed, with a large number of gold Galleons appearing.

When the young wizards saw this, they all exclaimed in low voices. It was the first time they had seen so many gold Galleons.

"It is also very important to protect the safety of your own property."

"Think about it, if you have worked hard to save up gold galleons for most of your life, but in the end they were stolen by others, or you were cheated by someone."

"What would you do?"

As he spoke, he waved his scepter and the scene changed again. A wizard was starving and cold, living alone in a shabby hut.

The little wizard trembled when he saw this scene.

It was as if they felt that all their Galleons had been stolen - even though they didn't have any Galleons at all.

"Professor, how can we protect ourselves?"

A little Gryffindor girl asked timidly.

"This is what I will teach you in the future." Lockhart waved his wand, and the picture in the sky disappeared, replacing it with the original two words: "protect yourself."

"In the future, I will not only teach you how to avoid fighting, but also teach you how to protect your own honor and... your own property!"

"Now, which one do you want to hear first?"

As soon as Lockhart finished speaking, many young wizards started shouting.

But it is obvious that the last one has the loudest voice in protecting property.

It seems...the little wizard cares a lot about money.

Seeing this, Lockhart nodded, reached out and pressed down, and saw that all the young wizards quieted down.