The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

New York at night.

hum!
In a dilapidated alley that was rarely visited by people, suddenly, a red flame-colored light came to mind.

The next moment, a circular light circle appeared in the depths of the alley, and then, a figure in ragged clothes and covered in blood walked out of it.

call!
When the breeze blows, it seems to blow away the entire red flame-colored teleportation circle.

The alley returned to its original dim appearance.

It's just that there is an extra figure floating, a figure covered in blood, like a ghost seeking his life.

I saw him dragging his body, walking slowly step by step to the wall of the alley, leaning against the alley, and slumped on the ground.

call!call!call!
At this moment, Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief.

This group of Aurors in the wizarding world are really not human beings. They use magic to extract confessions, but they even torture them in the way of ordinary people.

Despite his magic, he can escape the pain where the torment is.

But it can't be used.

Otherwise, as soon as you suffer pain, you will immediately lose consciousness.

After a few more times, the fool knows that this is definitely his means of escaping torture.

At that time, once the other party pays attention, I am afraid that they will immediately start to crack it, and even do not rule out the possibility of finding their own soul out of their bodies.

Fortunately, there seems to be no case of soul out of body in this wizarding world, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

but……

Recalling the feeling of his soul coming out of his body at first, Rhodes couldn't help shaking his head.

It should be said that it is indeed a new world.

In the original world, it is extremely easy for the soul to leave the body, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can roam freely.

But now in this world, the soul is also out of the body, and I can't stay too far away from the body.

It seems that the body is its own bondage.

Even after staying in the outside world for a long time, I can feel the weakness of my soul, as if some kind of power is constantly devouring or weakening my soul.

No wonder there are no cases of souls leaving their bodies in this world. I am afraid that it is closely related to the suppression of souls in this world.

Thoughts flashed by, and Rhodes didn't bother about the out-of-body matter anymore.

He lowered his head and stared at the scars on his body from the beating, looked at some flesh, and there were even signs of tumbling flesh and flesh, and even black death and necrosis.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, tremblingly raised his right hand to hang the ring.

As the hanging ring slid across, a milky white silk thread suddenly emerged from the midair.

Immediately afterwards, as the gestures continued to change, the silk threads gradually spread and rotated to form a strange rune.

call!
As Rhodes stretched out his hand and pressed down, the rune spread instantly, turning into streaks of milky white light, falling on the wound on his body.

With his eyes closed, Rhodes felt his body, and there were tickling sensations everywhere.

Can't help sighing.

With limited conditions, only some skin injuries can be healed.

As for some injuries eroded by the curse, it seems that the corresponding materials can only be healed.

hope……

New York Temple, everything is normal.

Thinking back to the large number of Aurors looking for traces of Karma Taj like mad dogs, a gloomy look flashed across Rhodes' face.

Although there is limited information about his arrival in this world, there are indications that Karma Taj's situation in this world is not very good.

At this moment, suddenly...

tread!tread!tread!
"who is it!"

A vigilant voice came from outside the alley.

He seemed to be attracted by the milky white healing light just now.

Soon, I saw a black man walking in with a gun in his hand, looking closely at Rhodes, who was covered in ragged clothes and even stained with blood.

"Which gang are you from and what's going on?"

The black man asked in surprise, he hadn't heard of any gang wars recently.

How come there are injured people, and they seem to be tortured.

Thinking of this, the strong black man felt a little numb. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

I asked a question, and saw that the other party seemed to be in a coma, without any sound.

He was ready to turn around and leave.

Although he is considered a gangster, he is not stupid.

When you encounter trouble, just go back and report the information, and it's over. There's no need to let yourself stick to it.

cough! cough!
Before he turned around and walked away, there was a soft coughing sound from behind.

Instantly caught his attention.

"Friend, help me."

"I have a big gift for you."

Seeing that the black man was not fooled, Rhodes quickly spoke up.

Unexpectedly, the speed at which black people left further accelerated.

"I am a wizard!"

"I remember your appearance!"

Seeing this, Rhodes immediately changed his words and threatened.

Coming to the wizarding world these days, I have a relatively detailed understanding of the situation of the Federation.

The status of wizards in this world.

Equivalent to ancient nobles.

For ordinary people, that is really a very high status, with all kinds of privileges.

Even dying some people in front of the wizard is nothing at all.

Have you ever seen a commoner die and be buried with nobles?
At most, it means giving a reward of money.

There are even many people who don’t need to take responsibility at all. They can just find an excuse and no one dares to look at their hands.

Sure enough, hearing the voice from behind, the strong black man Morris turned around with a mournful face.

"Master Wizard, I don't know if there is anything I can do for you!"

Morris stepped forward and said respectfully.

Rhodes on the opposite side stood up and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, where is this place?"

"And who are you? Why are you here."

After Morris heard this, his head turned rapidly and he said quickly: "Sir, this is New York, Blancpain, a black street."

"My name is Maurice Andu, a member of the Black Death Gang."

"As usual, I patrol here."

Don't kill me, the gang will find out if I die.

At that time, your traces may also be exposed.

Rhodes didn't care about Morris' little thoughts.

He's just a little weird.

"You gangsters still patrol?"

He felt a little ridiculous, saying that the police were on patrol, and that was fine.

A group of gangsters are still patrolling, what are you doing?

"It's not actually a patrol," Morris explained. "It's just that the gang boss asked everyone to get out now."

"Walk around on your property."

"Then go back and report any possible anomalies."

"The boss above, attaches great importance to this."

"I hear all the gangs in New York are doing it."

Hearing this, Rhodes had a headache. It seems that the Aurors are really unscrupulous.

Even gangsters have been contacted.

He is not stupid, such a large-scale move, besides looking for Karma Taj, what else can there be?
It can't be looking for criminals, right?
It's really like magic.

"Take me back to your house." Rhodes ordered directly: "Don't leak my affairs."

However, Morris quickly said: "My lord, I live with several people."

"It's not convenient for you to recuperate there."

"I know a place that is more secretive."

"As a recuperation, it's perfect."

………………

Three days later, the Star Nightclub, the office on the top floor.

Rhodes sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, trying to repair the injuries suffered by his soul.

In the past few days of recuperation, the injuries on the objects have basically healed.

But the real sticking point is the wounded soul.

Since the Cruciatus Curse is called the Three Unforgivable Curses, it is naturally not so easy to deal with.

Even if his soul is out of his body, the impact on his soul should not be underestimated.

After all, this world suppresses souls too hard.

He couldn't get away from his own body at all.

At most, it is to shield part of the pain and weaken the influence of the Drilling Curse.

But fortunately, it didn't hurt at all.

Two or three days of recuperation allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

As for the restoration of the soul in the future, the corresponding potion is naturally indispensable.

and so……

Boom!Boom!Boom!
There was a slight knock on the door, the sound of knocking on the door, and in an instant, it was not wet, and the nerves were raised

Rhodes let go of his mental perception slightly and relaxed slightly.

"Come in, Morris."

I saw a strong black man, followed by a middle-aged man in white wearing a leather jacket with a flattering smile walking in.

After they walked into the room, a series of beauties in various revealing clothes appeared behind them, walking in with dinner plates.

"Master Wizard, please dine!"

Morris took the lead and said, and Ogood, the leader of the Black Death Gang behind him, smiled sarcastically.

Hurry up and greet the ladies in your nightclub to put the food away.

"My lord wizard, this is the breakfast cooked by the chef I invited from the high-end hotel in the city center."

"Try it!"

Glancing at the former gang leader, Morris said flatteringly.

Meeting this hurt wizard, Morris felt that a person might not be able to hold.

So he dragged his helper into the water.

With the help of his identity as a wizard, he can now be regarded as the number one person.

Even Ogood, the former gang leader, had to pay attention to his expression.

After all, he was the one who took Master Wizard back, and now he has a lot of trust in him.

For Morris, now he just hopes to maintain this relationship.

Even if it is a dog of the wizard, it is a shortcut to cross the class.

The lives of black people are worthless, and they are willing to gamble with their own lives.

Rhodes didn't know what Morris thought about the current situation, and even if he knew, he didn't care.

Looking at the breakfast in front of him, he asked casually, "Is the latest street layout of New York ready?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged white man on the side, the leader of the Black Death Gang, Ogood, hurried forward, holding a round USB flash drive in his hand.

Handing it up respectfully, he said in a deep voice: "Master Wizard, I have already sorted it out, and I have taken a 1-on-1 verification to ensure that there is no problem."

"It's definitely up to date."

Looking at the small silver disc in front of him, Morris nodded to express his understanding, then waved his hand to signal the other party to leave.

With a slight bang, the door closed, leaving Rhodes alone in the entire office.

Regardless of breakfast, he directly picked up the USB flash drive and pasted it on the projector beside him, and began to zoom in and project to see the latest version of the map of New York.

Although the two worlds are somewhat similar in many ways, including history.

But when it comes to specific cities, there will always be differences.

Especially New York, the former center of the world, has become a first-tier city ruled by the Wizarding Federation for more than 30 years.

Although it is still prosperous, it has long since lost its original status.

What everyone yearns for now is the English Isles, London.

There is the essence of the entire Federation.

It is also the ultimate goal that all talents desire.

With a buzzing sound, the projector turned on a light curtain and reflected it on the opposite wall.

Rhodes waved his hand, and the curtains of the window closed automatically, making the entire space dark.

And the wall projection is getting clearer.

He walked up to the projection and carefully looked at the appearance of the whole city.

Compared with New York in my original world, I began to look for traces of the New York Temple.

finally……

Rhodes set his sights on the Blank District where he is currently located.

Comparing the location and distance of the city center, the New York Temple may be located here.

However, the exact address still needs to be determined.

With a flash of thought, Rhodes walked in front of the window and opened the curtains.

Watching the busy street below.

Look at the large number of black and white people below, looking up at the blue sky and the scorching sun.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes slightly.

Time to move.

Wounds of the soul cannot be delayed.

As for the ending of Ogood and Morris, Rhodes didn't want to care.

If we are lucky enough to meet again later, let’s talk.

call!
Waving the hanging ring, Rhodes' figure became transparent, completely invisible.

The next moment, the window was suddenly opened, and there was a bang and a sound, and then the whole cabin returned to silence.

Only the turned on projector and the map of New York were left on the wall.

………………

New York Temple.

Casillas stood in the depths of the temple, which was also the core of the magic circle.

Close your eyes and then perceive the changes in the entire void and the entire space.

To achieve the best results, they have to choose to open it when the world is at its weakest.

At this time, Lockhart can be contacted, and at the same time, as many mages as possible can be sent.

There is only one chance.

Next time, it can only fully welcome Lockhart's arrival until the establishment of the Three Great Temples.

At this moment, Ian was watching Casillas sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation.

He didn't speak, just pursed his lips.

If you say that you are not in a hurry, then there must be a problem.

After all, the external search situation is getting more and more strict, and after the incomplete address is discovered.

Then he would be besieged by all wizards in the entire Federation.

The unopened New York Temple is simply powerless to protect.

While Ian was thinking, suddenly...

hum!
The surrounding void shone with blue and yellow lights, and Casillas opened his eyes.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Ian, wait for two or three days before we can start."

Casillas was very excited, and Ian was also very happy.

The most critical step has to be taken out.

After waiting for the mage of Karma Taj to arrive, then the counterattack can begin.

"Ian, tell Carter this information."

"In the past few days, she has been worried."

Casillas said in a deep voice.

"But be careful not to leak the information,"

"At present, it is limited to the three of us to know."

"Important things still need to be kept secret."

In this regard, Ian nodded without any opinion.

Then the two walked outside.

Just as they walked into the hall, they were surprised to see a familiar figure.

"Rhodes, you're here too."