Hogwarts professor mixed in Marvel

Chapter 420 Slytherin, I want you to work for me for 50 years (two in one)

Hogwarts, school medical room.

"Harry, how do you feel now?"

Mrs. Pomfrey asked with a bottle of empty calming agent in her hand and concernedly to Harry lying on the bed.

"It's much better now." Harry looked peaceful, but his voice was weak: "The head doesn't hurt that much."

"Harry, Harry, you were really scary just now."

"Yes, you were on the bed just now, covering your head and rolling around, and the sound was very painful."

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Ron and a few young wizards in the same dormitory saw that Harry had been much better, so they chattered.

There will be a feeling of lingering fear.

"Quiet, quiet." Mrs. Pomfrey whispered: "The patient needs rest."

"Let's go back to the dormitory to rest. I'll take care of him here. Now I need a quiet rest."

Hearing Mrs. Pomfrey's urging, the little wizards chattered immediately stopped, then nodded helplessly and walked outside.

At this moment, Mrs. Pomfrey, a school doctor at Hogwarts, said softly to Harry: "Harry, it seems that your soul has been affected just now."

"But now it's stable, you can rest assured."

"Get a good night's sleep tomorrow"

Before Mrs. Pomfrey could finish her words, Harry heard a burst of rapid footsteps.

Step! Step! Step! Step!

"Madam, what's wrong with Harry?" Professor McGonagall's serious voice rang.

At the same time, Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape all came into view.

"You are here, Principal," Harry said weakly.

"It seems that Mr. Potter is not a big deal." Snape's familiar sarcastic tone reminded him, and Harry's face froze.

After hearing this, Dumbledore walked forward, stroked Harry's forehead, glanced at the lightning scar, and his blue eyes stared at Harry's emerald green pupils, and a glimmer of light flashed.

Take in divine thoughts!

"Harry, I already know the situation."

"Tell me, what did you see?"

Dumbledore's tone was gentle, but it revealed the magic that was hard to express, directly truncating Harry's memory back to the moment when he had a headache not long ago.

Tear! Pain! Unspeakable!

It seems as if my soul has been cut open and then reorganized and crushed.

And my heart was even more dug, and the indescribable lack made people feel empty from the bottom of my heart.

It even made him feel crazy.

In a vague manner, six dark green phantoms appeared in my eyes, as if there were pendants, gold cups, etc. in various shapes.

But one of them, a existence similar to a book suddenly lit up.

The dark green light blocked everything, and the tearing pain reached its peak.

And when the light disappeared, a handsome young face suddenly flashed and then disappeared.

"Tom." Dumbledore murmured, his face becoming complicated.

With his experience, it is not difficult to guess.

The second generation of Dark King Voldemort, the traces reappeared and there were big moves.

Most likely.

resurrection!

At this moment, Harry's mind returned to that moment, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Stay at peace!"

Dumbledore, who noticed Harry's abnormality, quickly cast a calming spell.

At the same time, Mrs. Pomfrey, who was standing beside her, looked at Dumbledore with a bad look.

Then he poured half a bottle of calming agent directly on Harry's mouth.

"Now Harry needs a rest." Mrs. Pomfrey said in a bad tone: "If you have anything to talk about tomorrow."

Hearing this, Dumbledore, who had returned to normal, finally looked at the lightning scar on Harry's forehead deeply.

"Harry, don't worry, everything will be fine."

After the words came to an end, he turned around and walked out of the school doctor's room, passing by Snape.

"Snape, come to the principal's office with me."

Principal's Office.

Snape followed Dumbledore into the principal's office.

Scan the portraits of the principals of history and the phoenix resting beside him.

The old man sitting in front of him was puzzled and asked, "Abusi, what's the matter with me?"

"Is it possible that Harry has an irreparable physical problem?"

Dumbledore stared at the dean of Slytherin, who was somewhat gloomy in front of him, and did not answer directly, but asked in a low voice: "Severus, is there anything unusual in your arm's imprint?"

Hearing this, Snape was stunned.

I thought it was Lockhart's magic mark of the golden dragon that was discovered, but I suddenly realized that Dumbledore emphasized the imprint of Voldemort.

Although this imprint can be resolved at Lockhart's level.

But Lohart didn't mention it, and Snape didn't ask for it.

It has naturally remained in the present.

"Nothing abnormal." Snape shook his head and said, "What's wrong? What happened to the Dark Lord?"

Snape knew exactly how much Dumbledore was concerned about the Dark King.

So as soon as Dumbledore spoke, he knew something was wrong.

"You guessed it right." Dumbledore nodded, "I just got some information from Harry's memory."

"The Dark Lord, it's very likely that he has been resurrected."

"So, remember to tell me any abnormal movements recently." Dumbledore reminded: "including the pure blood family."

Snape nodded with a serious face.

There is no doubt that the Dark Lord is his enemy.

Although he has entered the new world and his strength has increased a lot, he is definitely not an opponent.

It seems that taking blood medicine should be put on the agenda.

Snape thought silently.

Dumbledore's face rarely showed a hint of hesitation, as if he didn't know whether to say the next words or not.

"Snape, there is news, I think you should be prepared." Dumbledore said with a complicated expression: "I just learned that the Dark Lord and Harry have some kind of secret relationship."

Next, a scene that made Dumbledore somewhat puzzled appeared.

Snape's face turned a little surprised when he heard it, and then he returned to normal.

"What does it have to do with Harry? Albus, what do you need me to do?"

Snape's complex emotions towards Lily and James were infused into Harry.

Dumbledore is very familiar with this.

Logically speaking, if Harry had problems, especially with the Dark Lord, Snape should not have such a weak reaction.

The idea came to Dumbledore's mind, but his trust had always made him not think too much about it.

He just spoke in a deep voice: "Severus, I suspect that the Dark Lord is likely to enter Harry's mind through some secret methods."

"I need you to teach Harry's brain closure to protect himself."

By observing Harry, Dumbledore can be very sure that Harry must have a very close relationship with Tom.

This connection may even be deeper than he thought.

Otherwise, Tom's changes would not have affected Harry.

Especially the six familiar dark green phantoms that appeared deep in Harry's previous memory.

He had to make a terrible guess in his heart.

"Okay, I'll teach him." Snape said in a stiff tone.

Now he has a way to save Lily.

Harry's position in his mind is not that high.

But there is still a certain amount of weight, after all, he is Lily's child.

Slytherin secret room, underground palace.

"Lordhart, the Dark Lord is very likely to be resurrected, this is what Dumbledore just told me."

Lockhart stared at the handsome young man in front of him, and the news that Snape had just passed through the magic mark appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel strange.

He didn't tell Snape all his plans.

For example, Voldemort in his hands has never been mentioned to Snape.

But now it seems that it is not enough not to say it.

Later, Snape needs to cooperate.

So, after passing the information to Snape through magic marks again.

With a smile, he continued to stare at Tom Riddle in front of him.

Voldemort, or Tom Riddle, seemed to feel the look of Lockhart at this moment.

My heart couldn't help but feel trembling.

Although Lohat's bone shape just now was strange.

But then, the other party's kind of person was like turning his soul into the sky, and it was almost destructive of the soul, and the breath of death was entangled and deeply engraved in his heart.

It made him frightened and his inner desire for life suddenly gained the upper hand.

"Tom, you are an independent person now." Lockhart whispered: "You are different from the original Dark Lord."

"You are smart, sensible, and have more potential than him."

"I believe you must be the ultimate winner in this battle of orthodox souls."

Hearing this, Tom nodded in a dark and complicated manner and said, "I believe with your help, I will definitely be able to kill him."

At the end of the words, a ruthless aura came to my face.

The resurrection with the help of Lockhart was very different from the resurrection he had originally expected.

One of the most obvious features.

It is that he still maintains a clear and rational mind, and his self-will is mainly based on him in the fifth grade.

It's not mainly about his peak or before his death.

He was born from the original soul, so there was such a big deal in each link before.

In other words, another one will be resurrected.

And this is the darkest and most peak him.

Although both have the same memory with the help of the Horcrux, the other party's research on black magic was engraved into the bone marrow.

If the two are in conflict, if there is no external help, they are likely to be at a disadvantage.

And there is only one possibility for failure, that is, the winner devours the soul of the loser.

Become a more perfect him.

Therefore, both will only last forever.

This is the restriction given to him by Lockhart and another threat.

"Soul war, remember to use the fire that I left for you." Lockhart reminded again, or threatened.

He was not relieved of Tom Riddle.

After all, he is the second generation of Dark King. If he doesn’t leave enough means, how can he dare to use it?

It seemed to know what Lockhart meant, Tom nodded quietly, and when he lowered his head, anger flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Lockhart's Grey Wave.

A green crystal exuding a strong breath of life appeared in front of Tom.

"This is the light of life, you can hold it away." Lockhart comforted: "It can further stabilize your soul and also extend your life."

Slap a slap and give a sweet date.

Although this method is vulgar, it is still very useful.

"Don't worry, Tom, follow me, what you'll get far more than you imagined."

"Eternal life, a higher realm, and even becoming a god, as long as you work hard, you will be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, some pictures appeared in Tom's heart.

There is Lockhart encountering the Dragon Bones in Marvel World, and the battle with the Dark God Domaum.

There is also Kama Taj's invasion war.

The existence of gods, the transformation of pictures, and the majestic aura were far beyond Tom Riddle's imagination.

All of them show that what Lockhart is experiencing now is far more than he imagined.

Then, my heart began to become hot.

Strong strength, eternal life.

This is his pursuit that he has never changed since he was a child.

Recognizing that Tom's heart had changed, Lockhart nodded slightly.

Tom Riddle can't escape his palm.

"Tom, next, everything goes as planned."

Buzz!

"Professor Lockhart, don't worry, everything will satisfy you."

In front of the portal leading to the outside world, Tom Riddle said to Lockhart in a deep voice.

Then he took the wand in his hand and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Lockhart said nothing, waved his hand and canceled the portal.

The underground palace has returned to silence again.

"Little snake, come with me." Lohart waved gently to the guardian on the side, and then walked towards the walls deep in the palace.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! (I order you to open it.)

A tone of darkness, evil, and mysterious sounded.

With a few clicks, the wall opened with a loud bang, revealing a dark passage.

Lockhart did not hesitate at all and skillfully shot out a ball of light to illuminate the road ahead.

Then he took the snake monster to the depths.

Step! Step! Step! Step!

Hey!

Is someone coming again?

Hearing the sound of footsteps from the passage and the familiar breath of life, the portrait of Slytherin quietly woke up.

"Lowhart, we're meeting again."

Slytherin's voice was still low, even mixed with a hint of coldness like a poisonous snake.

"What's going on this time?"

"Mr. Slytherin, this time, I have a good news to share with you." Lohat said gently: "I have mastered a magic of resurrection."

"It can help a ghost like you to regain your life."

"You can have a body, taste food, and even think, and create new magic."

"Oh?" Slytherin said perfunctorily, "If this is the case, then you are really amazing, Lockhart."

Lockhart naturally knew Slytherin's disbelief.

After all, ghosts remain like this for thousands of years.

Who would believe me when I suddenly spoke?

then

Lockhart waved his wand and a silver-white ball of information slowly flew towards Slytherin's portrait.

The Slytherin flower fragrance did not reject any of this and directly swallowed it.

Then immediately

A series of information appeared in my mind.

An introduction to 5 different secret methods of soul recasting, plus the record of the entire process of Voldemort’s resurrection just now.

"Lordhart, what do you want?" Slytherin's portrait said calmly, but Lordhart seemed to be able to clearly sense the excitement behind him.

So he smiled and said word by word: "What I want is actually not much."

"I resurrect you, and you have worked for me for at least 50 years."

"During the times, I promise you will get resources that match your status, and even more."

"And, I can give you a longer life and access to deeper and stronger mages."

"Even. God!"

(End of this chapter)