Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 44: Stupid Money Dolo Hart! ! (seeking further reading, seeking investment, seeking recommendation tickets)

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"Damned!"

"Damned!"

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Watch as one small necromancer after another casts stun spells and the atmosphere gets more and more lively.

A smile appeared on Lockhart's face, too.

Sure enough, practical classes are the most attractive to young necromancers, and at the same time the most likely to activate the atmosphere.

For the little necromancer in the second grade, the temptation is full.

but

Lockhart saw 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 splashed on the elf's face.

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

With a sad face, lying on the ground motionless - pretending to be dead!

Seeing this, Lockhart twitched the corner of his mouth and waved his wand to control the elf to float to the left corner of the classroom.

There were already 5 of the same elves lying there, pretending to be dead.

The effect of this practical course is good, but it is a bit expensive.

Of the 15 little elves in his cage, 6 of them have already been destroyed. Judging by the interest of the next group of little necromancers, the remaining 9 are probably not much better.

He pouted helplessly, controlled the opening of the cage, and called out the next active elf, which continued to be placed in front of the little necromancers.

Start a new round of practice.

Definitely, for the elves, it was a new round of torture.

As time goes by, basically every small necromancer has gone through more than 5 rounds.

The only exception is Ron.

The poor little necromancer broke his wand and knocked himself unconscious when he cast a stunning spell on the elf.

Immediately, Lockhart was speechless, and then, after waking Ron up, he took out a spare wand for him.

He bought this specially before he went to the Marvel world, and what he was worried about was that if the wand was lost, he had better keep a spare.

Still, Ron's level was average, definitely, and probably had something to do with being new to a wand.

However, there are quite a few little necromancers that caught Lockhart's eyes.

Among them, there are 12 little necromancers including Hermione, Harry, Mickey, and Della.

The first time they cast the Stunning Spell, they successfully stunned the elf.

Especially Harry, Lockhart observed his movements and found that his combat ability was indeed not weak.

Almost every stun spell is full of magic, and the effect is very obvious, and the casting speed is at least 20% faster than that of the same small necromancer.

What does such an ability mean? Lockhart knew it very well - the future battle master! !

Sure enough, being able to compete with Voldemort naturally has its unique features.

How much recognition can be obtained for such an ability?

The thought turned, Lockhart put the thought into his mind, and then continued to start the next round of practice.

Soon, two more rounds passed.

finally

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

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

After seeing the attention of all the little necromancers, he said, "Okay, today's practice is here first."

"Next, let's start the mysterious activity I'm talking about."

"Activity rule, those 15 elves just now, I will let them escape in the classroom."

"You attack."

"Whoever gets more hits ranks higher."

"The highest-ranked necromancer can not only add 10 points to his academy, but also get a magic amulet made by me."

"The little necromancers who rank second to third can order a snack they like, and I'll ask the owl to deliver it."

"Don't be discouraged even the little necromancers who didn't get rewards this time. In the future, such an event will be held once a month, and there will be rewards to get at that time."

All the little necromancer eyes lit up upon hearing what Lockhart had said about the reward.

Sure enough, as the seniors in the fourth grade said, Professor Lockhart is full of arrogance, his hand is a reward, and there are magic items.

How could Lockhart not know what they were thinking.

At dinner this morning, he could hear the little necromancers whispering about him.

He doesn't care about this. In his previous life, his graduate students also thought he was very arrogant, or a fat sheep, and some even complained about others being stupid and rich.

Because he gave them real gold and silver as rewards, and the amount was not small, naturally some people would regard him as a fat sheep.

He is not a local tyrant, it is purely to ensure the quality of the project and the progress of the project.

According to his experience, the graduate students under him are completely in two states, whether they are throwing money or not.

If you treat him to a meal, it's better to just throw money. If you have money hanging in front of you, the progress will be very fast.

Although he has given away a lot of money, it is only after his project is successful that he earns a lot.

In the previous life, let's not talk about whether he was a fool or not, but he made a lot of money with his research projects.

Tut tut tut!

If you pay, you will gain! ! !

He understood this truth early on.

Looking at the little necromancers who are emotionally mobilized and full of energy.

Lockhart smiled and walked to the corner of the classroom.

Watch as these 15 Cornish elves lay motionless on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Lockhart drew a circle slowly with his right hand, and controlled the Sling Ring with his mind. Soon, with the swipe of his right hand, a red flame-colored fire ring appeared.

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

Click! Click!

Runes - Communicate!

After activating the power of the rune, Lockhart instantly perceived that under the blessing of a soft energy, he could perceive the emotions of the surrounding creatures.

Focus on the 15 elves lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and instill your own meaning into their minds through ideas.

Soon, Lockhart saw the 15 elves opened their eyes, stood up, waved their wings, and looked at him with fear in their eyes.

Lockhart could feel the elves fearing him, and he wasn't surprised.

After all, he brought them to the little necromancer and asked them to practice the stun spell one by one.

Especially after coma, I poured water to wake him up, then passed out again, and then woke him up again.

No one can bear this back and forth cycle.

but

The cooperation of these elves will be needed later.

So he once again instilled his meaning into their minds through his thoughts.

This time, the elf finally understood that the voice that came to mind just now came from the demon in front of him.

Well, when Lockhart read the word "devil", he curled his lips helplessly, but he didn't say much.

Seeing that these elves understood what he meant, he pointed at them with a magic wand and controlled them to float in front of the little necromancer.

Afterwards, I looked at the eager expressions of the little necromancers.

There was a hint of a smile in Lockhart's eyes, and he shouted: "Start!"

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