The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 189 Casillas Burning in Anger (First update, please subscribe)
New York Temple, magic training room.

In the spacious training room, Casillas looked seriously at the seven new mages in front of him.

"Again, where did you go wrong?"

"I'm sorry, instructor, we were wrong. We shouldn't separate without authorization in an unknown environment, and we shouldn't think that there is an instructor, relax our minds, and fall into a desperate situation."

John and a group of mages shouted in unison. Their foreheads were covered with sweat, and the mage robes on their bodies were already soaked.

God knows, 3 days ago, because of the carelessness of people like myself, the group was almost wiped out, so I won't talk about the despair at that time.

After returning, the instructor Casillas looked gloomy, and his attitude towards them was always very serious, and the words 'you are all trash' were almost written on his face.

As punishment for their almost wiped out.

These days, the instructors have assigned them a lot of training tasks, from the number of magic spells to the intensity of actual combat, they have suffered unspeakably.

It can be said that 24 hours a day, except eating, sleeping, and resting, 12 hours of training.

Finally today, I can be freed.

"Again, you made a mistake."

Casillas' serious voice sounded again in the training room.

"I'm sorry, instructor, we were wrong. We shouldn't separate without authorization in an unknown environment, and we shouldn't think that there is an instructor, relax our minds, and fall into a desperate situation."

Hearing the shouts of the mages in unison, Casillas' serious expression became slightly gentler.

But immediately, with a cold face, he asked again: "You all trained under my hands."

"Next time you go on a mission, I hope you can learn a lesson. The enemy is not an idiot. When they see many people, they will naturally set up traps."

"If you expect him to fight directly with the seven of you alone, you might as well expect thunder from the sky, and Emperor Weishan will directly wipe out reality for you."

"It's impossible for me to accompany you every time. Next time, if a similar situation occurs again, I will have to collect the corpses for you."

As he spoke to the end, Casillas' tone became more serious.

The faces of all the sorcerers also became solemn, but they did not forget.

Last time, the instructors were almost trapped. If it weren't for Master Lockhart and Mr. Giant Snake, the instructors would have collected their corpses.

Afterwards, Casillas looked at the mages nodding heavily, and said with a calmer face.

"This time the special training is here first, and the next time I go out on a mission, I hope to see you come back alive intact."

Hearing this, all mages nodded one after another. They didn't want to die, and this colorful world couldn't be without them.

Afterwards, Casillas asked a few words, then turned and left.

Seeing the instructor leave the training room, all the mages slumped on the ground, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then cast cleaning magic on themselves to suck out all the sweat from their clothes before drying them.

Fortunately, the special training is over. If you dare to do this during training, you will have to double the amount of exercise.

"Mitchell, how do you feel, you can still adapt."

John asked the slightly thin mage Mitchell who was sitting slumped on the floor next to him.

"Fortunately, the instructor knows that my physical fitness is the worst, so I just stuck to my physical limit." Master Michel laughed at himself.

"Don't talk about me, how are you?" Mitchell asked Yuno next to him.

"I'm about the same as you. The instructor's eyes are too sharp. Although the amount is more than yours, it's still stuck to the limit of my body." Yuno replied weakly.

"If you want to say the worst, you have to say John. This time, he is very miserable."

Yuno said something, Mitchell nodded in agreement, and the two of them stared at the motionless John lying directly on the floor.

As the captain, he has an inescapable responsibility for this operation.

Casillas treats John with the most serious and demanding attitude. When training, he directly rushes to train in the direction of breaking through the limits of the human body.

Cause damage, what to do?I'm so tired, what should I do if I can't move?
Lockhart's Vitality Tonic was offered nearby.

In short, if Casillas didn't teach John a profound lesson this time, he would be an instructor in vain.

The 7 mages are all dead, and the batch of fresh blood he just recruited in the New York Temple is gone.

It doesn't matter if it's an idiot, the most frightening thing is that the captain is an idiot, leading everyone on the road of death.

Thinking of this, Casilla almost couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

Now John was lying on the ground, looking at the ceiling with both eyes, only his chest was constantly floating, panting heavily.

For this mission, he felt that he was really stupid. He didn't reject the instructor's rigorous training. Instead, he was exposed to rigorous training to kill his inner fear.

Fortunately, no one died, even if one died, he would blame himself in his heart.

If they are all dead, then he doesn't know what to do.

After a while, John regained his strength, stood up, and apologized to all the mages.

"Sorry, this time I have the heaviest responsibility and put everyone in danger."

Hearing this, all the mages waved their hands and comforted each other: "The enemy is too cunning this time, and they even use technological weapons."

They also knew that according to the usual fighting standards, nothing would happen to the seven of them.

But who made the Domamu believer who appeared this time turned out to be a rich man in technology.

After the investigation, it was found that the other party not only spent money to buy people and performed a lot of blood sacrifices, but also played with technological weapons.

Who would have thought of this.

Moreover, even the instructor, Master Lockhart, was almost trapped.

It's really not John's fault this time, if they were them, they might be cheated.

Of course, the most important thing is that everyone is safe and sound, this is the most important thing.

After all, they had a good relationship before. They studied together, trained together, and fought together. The boat of friendship is relatively strong.

Seeing everyone comforting himself one after another, John felt a little better, thought for a while, and said, "Is there anything you want to play?"

"Let's just say, I treat guests as a way to vent my inner pressure."

Speaking of this, John laughed at himself: "Now, I still feel a little scared in my heart."

When the mage heard it, his eyes lit up, and it was a good thing that someone was treating guests, so they said one after another.

"I think the Hungarian Wilson bar I went to last time is not bad."

"Farewell, go take a dip in the hot springs of Mount Rotorua, I'm exhausted these days."

"Or, go to the East and have a big meal. I feel good about the oriental food."

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John looked at the mages sitting cross-legged on the floor, discussing traveling around the world, and didn't care.

As a mage of Karma Taj, the portal is standard.

And they are now in the New York Temple, which records a large number of teleportation points around the world.

Even if you don't know the specific location, you can send it directly through the New York Temple.

The only thing to pay attention to is whether your wallet is enough.

suddenly
Master Mitchell next to him said suddenly.

"I heard that Master Lockhart opened a Vientiane Book Cafe, which is specially provided for mages. Do you want to go and see it?"

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