Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

British Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

"How is that possible? What does the Magic Congress do there for food?"

"How could Grindelwald occupy Ilvermorny?"

Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge paced anxiously back and forth in the office. Although his tone was as calm as possible, his constant movements of wiping the cold sweat from his forehead revealed unconcealable panic.

"Dumbledore told me this news." Lockhart slightly turned the ring on his finger and said calmly: "As for the Magical Congress."

"Haha!" Lockhart laughed disdainfully: "Don't have too much confidence in them."

"It is said that those saints who entered Ilvermorny to teach were through the Magical Congress."

At this moment, Umbridge, holding a document in her hand, flattered the minister and said, "Mr. Minister, we don't need to worry."

"We have Dumbledore, and we have Lockhart."

"I believe that even if Grindelwald starts another war, we will be safe and sound."

Hearing this, Minister Fudge seemed to grasp at straws and suddenly said to Lockhart: "That's it, Lockhart."

"You and Dumbledore can definitely defeat Grindelwald, right?"

"Minister, don't worry." Lockhart comforted: "Grindelwald is far away in the United States now and will not enter the UK for a while."

"Dumbledore and I will also go to Ilvermorny in the near future to learn more about the relevant information."

Hearing this, Fudge's expression softened.

At the same time, Lockhart walked next to Fudge and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Fudge, don't worry. Even if there is another round of war, we are confident that you will continue to serve as minister."

After finishing speaking, he walked away from the office.

At this moment, after hearing this, Fudge's eyes flashed with surprise, and then his face began to become cloudy and uncertain.

us?

This undoubtedly meant that Lockhart and the purebloods allied with him would support him.

This is certainly a wonderful thing.

However, there is never free pie in the sky.

Behind the delicious fruits lies a hidden price.

With his thoughts turning, Fudge sat back at his desk. At this time, Umbridge, who had just heard such important news, put the document in her hand on the desk - as Minister Fudge's confidant, the two talked and Didn't avoid her.

"Minister, under your wise leadership, no matter how powerful Grindelwald is, he will not dare to enter the UK."

Umbridge's fawning voice made Fudge feel a little upset.

Umbridge is a person with an average brain, but one thing that is very good is that she is loyal enough.

No matter what she does, she is willing to do it, and she also speaks nicely.

For him who had just become the Minister of Magic, he naturally had a lot of trust.

But no matter how trusting you are, in this situation, you will not have a good temper after hearing such unnutritious words.

but

"Umbridge, don't forget to add permission to the school run by Lockhart to allow him to recruit potential students among Muggles." Fudge said in a deep voice.

Then, as if to find a suitable reason, he added: "Same as Hogwarts."

When Umbridge heard this, she was stunned for a moment, but nodded without hesitation.

She does whatever the minister says - for no reason.

This was the key to her ability to reach her current position as Assistant Minister.

At this moment, Fudge sighed, but looked excited.

With Lockhart's support, even if Dumbledore wanted to seize his position, he could still resist.

After all, Lockhart was able to fight Grindelwald to a draw before.

In simple terms, Lockhart is at least on the same level as Dumbledore, and can be compared to him.

Especially now that Lockhart has the reputation of being the father of meditation.

At this moment, Lockhart was walking in the corridors of the Ministry of Magic, with a faint smile on his face.

The timing of Grindelwald's attack was really coincidental.

He originally wanted to release Voldemort to suppress the Ministry of Magic.

Unexpectedly, before taking action, Grindelwald directly occupied the Magical Congress of the United States and Ilvermorny.

He was exerting slight pressure, but was unable to control the situation at all. Fudge, who was still not confident in himself, immediately panicked.

Later, I believe Fudge will cooperate with him even more.

But why did Grindelwald escape to the United States?

Lockhart was puzzled by this.

Logically speaking, he should choose Durmstrang, the place where he once studied.

Is it possible that there is something good in the United States?

Thinking about it, Lockhart decided that it was very necessary to restrain Grindelwald.

After all, although his strength is considered top-notch, his students also need time to develop.

How to do it specifically?

The only one who can restrain this first-generation Dark Lord is Dumbledore.

I believe that the second generation Dark Lord will not let him down.

It just so happens that isn't Karkaroff Voldemort's former subordinate?

He shouldn't be in the mood for having his home stolen, so let's take it to heart.

Hogwarts, Underground Palace.

Above the palace, a soft and extremely bright ball of light radiates its own light.

It shines on the palaces covered with marble and the huge columns carved with intricate stripes.

On one side of the palace, the huge basilisk didn't pay attention to the complex magic circle on the ground with its huge yellow pupils.

Instead, he was looking closely at the master at the center of the magic circle—Lockhart!

Of course, he also looked at the familiar black magic notebook in front of his master from time to time.

At this moment, Lockhart was holding the wand in his hand, and a dark red light spot appeared in the center of his light blue pupils.

In his field of vision, above the black notes, a handsome young but fragile soul emerged.

"Tom, I know your talent very well." Lockhart said indifferently: "I believe you will be able to complete the task I assigned you."

"Am I right?"

At this moment, Tom Riddle was cursing secretly in his heart.

He has no memory of becoming the Dark Lord now.

In his memory, Grindelwald was a top figure who could control the wind and rain and cover the sky with one hand.

Although later I heard Lockhart talk about his future self becoming the second generation Dark Lord.

But I still don’t have much confidence.

However, now is definitely not the time to say no.

How could you give up after finally getting a chance to be resurrected?

"Don't worry, Master Lockhart." Tom patted his chest and promised in a sonorous and powerful tone: "The mission will be completed."

Then, a look of anticipation appeared on the young face: "Teacher, when will the resurrection ceremony begin?"

After Lockhart saw it, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After all, it was just the young Voldemort.

His strength, mentality, and even ambition are no match for the Dark Lord in his heyday.

But fortunately, it's not like he didn't have other preparations.

call! call! call!

But as the dark green stripes on the marble floor light up, the majestic magic power converges toward the center.

Tom Riddle stood in the center, raising his arms, feeling the abundant magic pouring into his body, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, enjoying this moment very much.

"Tom, there may be some pain next, so bear with it."

Lockhart's calm voice reminded.

Immediately afterwards, he waved the magic wand and followed the magic power, and a large amount of material floated out of the space extension bag.

Several groups of activated flesh and blood with a dark aura, a slightly transparent soul white mist, pale white bone wood, and a large amount of lightly fragrant blood.

Lockhart was not prepared to resurrect Tom according to the original plot.

It’s not that he can’t do it, it’s that the uncertainty inside is too great.

The resurrection ritual I studied is more convenient.

"Wonderful clouds and mist blend into the incomplete soul."

Lockhart chanted softly as he waved his wand.

The white mist of the soul began to wrap around Tom's soul fragments, and bubbles appeared one after another, as if they were nourishing something.

The next moment, as if a certain chemical reaction occurred, Tom's soul form began to emerge, or it could be said to be visible to the naked eye, and could interfere with reality.

Even as he waved his hands, the white mist of his soul began to stir up waves.

With each breath, the soul Baidu merges into its soul fragments.

Tom's current form is a fragment of soul affected by the Horcrux, and cannot be called a complete soul at all.

Therefore, we need to make up for it, we need to strengthen it, and we need to cut it off!

"Independent will gives you the freedom you long for."

Lockhart chanted again, and a cloud of purple gas emerged, blended into the white mist, and then entered Tom's soul.

"The white bones containing life are the fulcrum of life."

"The intoxicating and sweet blood, the flesh and blood full of magic."

"."

"Ah, soul, living body needs you."

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As Lockhart waved his wand, the bass sound gradually increased, full of mystery and even a hint of evil.

Dark green light spots filled with the aura of darkness and death floated from all sides.

call! call!

A cold, dark wind emerged out of thin air, and vaguely, several transparent, ghost-like human images of Lockhart and Tom flew over.

This seems to be a side effect of the resurrection ceremony, or the backlash of heaven and earth on the resurrection of living beings.

Buzz!

As Lockhart waved his scepter, it seemed as if he had expected it.

Suddenly, a dark green barrier emerged from the hall, covering Lockhart and the entire magic circle.

The cold wind of dark aura blew by, causing the basilisk on the side to shake its head slightly, as if feeling uncomfortable.

But it didn't penetrate the dark green barrier at all.

Snapped! Snapped!

Faintly, there was a flapping sound outside the dark green barrier. At the same time, the dark green barrier seemed to be absorbed and there was a slight fluctuation.

Lockhart glanced at it, and saw that a large number of transparent ghosts seemed to be blocked by barriers.

This was not surprising to him. To put it bluntly, his resurrection ceremony was actually about recreating his body.

In other words, whoever enters this body can be resurrected?

This is not as obvious as the original plot.

Therefore, the attraction to those ownerless ghosts is extremely powerful.

but

"Soul expulsion!"

"Soul expulsion!"

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Lockhart casually cast a few soul-absorbing spells, and a large number of ghosts were scattered, and the barrier returned to normal again.

Then, he set his sights on Tom.

At this moment, Tom, as his soul continued to suck the white mist, the original soul fragments were made up and began to reorganize.

The pain caused by the forced reorganization of the soul is also unimaginable.

Tom could feel that unforgettable pain almost every moment.

It was as if the whole person was forced into a grinding machine, constantly ground into pieces, then assembled and reassembled.

"Ahhh."

A shrill scream came from Tom's soul, causing Lockhart to frown slightly.

But he knew that this was a normal situation. After all, he was not prepared to let Tom be resurrected through a Horcrux.

He cast a soundproofing spell on himself and continued to wave his wand to conduct the resurrection ceremony.

The flesh is slowly changing, and a large amount of magic materials are integrated into the flesh, bones, and blood, gradually condensing into the human form.

At this moment, in Lockhart's office, a sealed golden cup began to tremble slightly.

At the same time, the rings, pendants, crowns, etc. scattered around seemed to sense something and began to tremble slightly.

In that distant Albanian forest, a huge python rolled back and forth in the forest, crushing weeds and trees and knocking them down. It seemed that the huge pain was too much for her to endure.

Harry Potter, who was in the Gryffindor lounge, covered his head and began to scream in pain.

"Resurrection. Resurrection"

"no no."

"Who is it? Who is robbing my soul?"

A low groan, full of hatred, a bone-chilling voice shouted angrily from Harry's soul.

Ron and the dormitory members on the side saw it and had already gathered around Harry to explore in panic.

After discovering that there were no results, he hugged Harry and ran outside, preparing to call the professors for treatment.

At this moment, Tom Riddle has gone through the pain of soul reorganization.

Now, under the guidance of the original Horcrux ritual, he is beginning to retrieve all his memories.

Under the Horcrux ritual, no matter which soul fragment is resurrected.

They can all directly reach their own period of complete victory.

That is, the Dark Lord at his peak.

but

Deep in Tom's soul, lavender runes began to shine, and a hidden barrier enveloped Tom's soul.

A large number of memory fragments began to be instilled.

But in Tom's induction, these memories kept resurfacing as if watching a movie, and the emotions, hatred, etc. in them were all isolated.

He... seemed to be still a fifth-year student at Hogwarts, not as crazy as the adult Voldemort.

However, at this moment, he saw how crazy his future self was.

Judging from his current situation, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Power is power, but this power comes in exchange for reason.

It will only bring about destruction in the end.

It was a shame that his future self was defeated by a baby.

Moreover, have you lost your mind? When I was in fifth grade, I knew how to win over purebloods to establish my position.

How come after becoming the Dark Lord, he only knows how to rule with force, fear, and win over interests?

Damn it, what do you think about your future self?

fortunately

Tom couldn't help but feel lucky in his heart.

He still retains his sanity and the ability to think independently.

He is confident, relying on the knowledge he had at his peak, coupled with his clear reason now.

I will definitely be able to get back to the top and become even stronger.

At present, the only obstacle is Lockhart!

As for magical contracts, don't underestimate a peak dark wizard.

Buzz!

The soul melted into the body, and Tom opened his eyes.

Feeling the full magic power and the strong breath of life in his body, Tom couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

Just as he was about to turn around and get ready, he stared at his enemy.

However.

call!

He saw that Lockhart's whole body was suddenly enveloped in a dark red flame.

Hellfire!

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood began to disappear, and the crystal white bones began to appear.

A huge pressure came from the bones.

Bone mage form!

Click! Click! Click!

Immediately afterwards, Lockhart, who was in the form of a white bone, walked forward with the sound of clicking footsteps.

Then

"look into my eyes!"

"Let me judge your sins!"