Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 165 Dumbledore, You Disappoint Me

Late at night, Hogwarts.

"Albus, join us."

In a somewhat dim room, an oil lamp was placed on the table.

The oil lamp emitted a fiery yellow light, trying to illuminate the entire room.

But because the light is too weak, it can only illuminate the nearby area, but it makes other places darker.

On both sides of the table, sat two young youths with white hair, making a request to the white youth in black on the opposite side.

Facing his best friend's request, the young man hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Okay, Gellert."

The young Gellert Grindelwald looked delighted, grabbed the hands of the young Albus Dumbledore, and said excitedly: "I knew it, you would agree."

"Let's do it for the greater good!"

Soon, the screen changed.

The much mature Grindelwald and Dumbledore stood on a dueling platform.

"Gellert, let go, so many people have died."

Dumbledore said to Grindelwald with a wand in his hand and a sad look on his face.

"hesitation, cowardice, shortsightedness."

"Dumbledore, you have disappointed me so much."

"All my actions are for the necromancer world."

"What is the greater good?"

"The interests of the necromancer as a whole are the greatest interests."

"You just see how many people are dying now."

"You, don't you think that if there is no Deadman today, how many necromancers will die in the future?"

At the end, Grindelwald's tone became more and more agitated, and he asked angrily.

Dumbledore was silent when he heard his best friend's anger mixed with hatred for iron and steel, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

The screen changes many times, all of which are conversations between Dumbledore and Grindelwald at different ages.

suddenly

A pair of pale blue eyes opened.

Lying on the bed, Dumbledore had a very complicated expression on his face after waking up from the dream.

There is hesitation, regret, sorrow, and nostalgia. A large number of emotions are complicated and elusive.

After a while, Dumbledore stood up, took out a slightly dirty pensieve, walked to the desk, and put it down.

He took out his wand, touched his temple lightly, and slowly pulled out a memory line glowing with white light, like White's ribbon, and put it into the Pensieve.

Then

Entered suddenly.

The scene in the Pensieve was exactly what he had experienced on the Quidditch pitch yesterday.

Watch it again, carefully watching Lockhart's every word and every move.

until

Lockhart waved his wand a little excitedly, and said impassionedly:

"Make necromancer great again!"

The picture stopped abruptly, quietly stopping at this moment.

Dumbledore looked at Lockhart at At the moment, his eyes became a little loose, a white-haired figure quietly emerged from his eyes, overlapped with Lockhart, and muttered to himself.

"Everything. For the greater good!"

"Make necromancer great again!"

Hogwarts, a classroom.

Squib Ian sat on a bench with an uneasy expression on his face. Looking at the Squibs around him, who were sitting everywhere like him, with nervous or expectant expressions, the psychological pressure was even greater.

Yesterday, he had watched Squib Filch perform his magic, and Professor Lockhart answered questions attentively.

The moment he saw Filch cast magic, the excitement in his heart was beyond words, and his heart was pounding.

He saw that there was a female Squib around his age who was already in tears.

And he, unconsciously, had wet eyes.

Squib, a word full of contempt, symbolizes the bottom of the necromancer world.

A Squib like him who gets a steady job is still good, and more Squibs, penniless and adrift.

As for returning to the Muggle world.

For most Squibs, the Muggle world is alien, full of unknowns and risks.

They stay in the necromancer world all year round, and they can't understand everything in the Muggle world.

And the muggle world, for the lower class, is a crueler place than the necromancer world.

Squibs can still survive in the necromancer world, but in the underlying Muggle world, gangsters, drugs, and guns are mixed together, full of darkness, crime and blood.

For an undocumented Muggle, it was the equivalent of a stowaway to London.

The state is not much better than going to hell.

Ian is a little better, born in a necromancer family, his parents are more enlightened, and they often take him to play in the Muggle world.

Let him have a general understanding of the Muggle world since childhood.

After growing up, because of the interest in Muggles, through some books, I have a certain understanding of the Muggle world.

Although not much, the knowledge he learned was enough to lay the foundation for his revenge plan.

At the thought of revenge, Ian's eyes turned to the corridor outside.

He felt that even if he was holding a Muggle weapon, the probability of killing a necromancer with a squib was too low.

As long as the opponent pays a little attention, a random shapeshifting spell can turn his weapon into nothing.

And if you become a necromancer, then the probability of revenge will increase significantly.

Now, the only thing he has to do.

Just wait patiently, waiting for a necromancer to call his name, and enter the corridor outside.

Prepare for the interview with Professor Lockhart.

As long as he passes the interview, he has the hope of becoming a necromancer.

And the probability of revenge will be greatly improved.

If you can't pass it, then you can only buy some journals and study the meditation method Lockhart mentioned.

See if you can become a necromancer.

Ian knew very well that being able to become Lockhart's research assistant or student, whether it was to become a powerful necromancer or to avenge his parents.

It will be the best opportunity.

Miss this time, that.

Ian shook his head, letting out the negative emotions in his heart.

Get ready for the upcoming interview with your best self.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Ian watched the Squibs go out one by one.

Thanks to good mental quality.

The originally anxious and tense mood began to gradually stabilize.

suddenly

"Ian, Amy, Rilla"

"36 of you come out."

cried a sixth-year Gryffindor girl.

Ian's heart skipped a beat when he heard his name.

Standing up quickly, he was the first to walk in front of the Gryffindor school girl Marianne.

The rest of the people also lined up behind Ian one after another.

Marianne looked at the handsome young man Ian standing in the front, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he nodded to follow up.

Soon, Ian and others followed Marian to the corridor outside.

Standing at the door of the classroom next door, lined up in a long line, quietly waiting for the people inside to come out.

After a while, a lot of squibs poured out of the classroom, looking nervous, anxious, worried, and dazed.

This made Ian's originally stable mood slightly nervous, and the people in the queue behind were even more disturbed.

Ian took a deep breath, opened the door, entered, and prepared to meet his own interview.

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