Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 167 Reforming the basic disk of the necromancer world (third update, please subscribe)

"Okay, time is up, everyone stop writing."

"Rest for 5 minutes now. After 5 minutes, I will choose to ask some simple questions based on the information you filled in."

After Lockhart finished speaking, after seeing all the squibs put down the quills in their hands, he waved his wand and took back all the test papers and quills.

He lowered his head and began to read the answers written by everyone.

After all, it was a questionnaire, and the questions were not too many. Lockhart made a rough judgment after a quick glance.

The Squibs below looked a little nervous as they watched Professor Lockhart check their test papers.

None of them want to lose these opportunities.

They even had the idea of ​​writing some false information to improve their own value, which could only make Professor Lockhart look differently.

result

The black handwriting suddenly changed to red, and they stopped writing immediately in fright.

Write down your true thoughts immediately.

Strange to say, after asking them to write their true thoughts, they found that their handwriting changed back to Black.

Can't help but let them secretly marvel.

In fact, with so many quills, it was impossible for Lockhart to refine them all into magic items.

Not only wasting time, but also wasting his energy.

He just cast some spells on it.

The spell is not aimed at the brush, but at the user.

As soon as they try to lie, they feel like their writing turns Red.

It has an effect similar to psychological suggestion.

Naturally, the basic authenticity of the questionnaire can be guaranteed.

As time passed by, all the little necromancers showed more or less nervous expressions, their fists were clenched subconsciously, and they stared closely at Professor Lockhart who was sitting at the front.

Soon, Lockhart read all the test papers, and had a rough judgment on this batch of Squibs in his heart.

Later, ask some questions about the scene.

"Okay, the 5-minute break is over. In the next 25 minutes, I will ask some questions. If you are willing to answer, you can raise your hand to apply."

"Similarly, I want to hear your true thoughts. You can say less, or even not, but you must not deceive."

As soon as Lockhart's voice fell, all the squibs nodded in understanding.

"The first question, what do you think is the most essential difference between a necromancer and a squib? When you become a necromancer, how will it change?"

Lockhart's question had just been asked, and Ian, who was facing him, immediately raised his hand.

Looking at Ian, recalling the questionnaire he just filled out, he nodded slightly.

"Ian, tell me."

"Okay, professor." Ian stood up, pondered for a moment, as if organizing his words, and said, "Professor, I think the most fundamental difference between a necromancer and a squib is the mastery of magic, or force."

"For a normal necromancer, if you want to kill Muggles or squibs, it can be said to be a piece of cake."

"Any Flame Curse, so kill an unarmed Squib."

Speaking of this, Ian's tone was mixed with a trace of emotion.

"And when we become necromancers, the biggest change is that the previous contempt for squibs will go away."

"We will enjoy all the rights that a normal necromancer should enjoy, for example, some places where squibs are not allowed to enter, can enter."

"We can choose to practice spells, use magic items, make potions and more."

Having said that, Ian has a longing expression on his face.

Hearing what Ian said, the squibs around nodded in agreement. As the bottom of the necromancer world, most of them were discriminated against by the necromancers.

And Lockhart nodded irrefutably, motioned for Ian to sit down, and continued to ask, "Any other ideas?"

Soon, a well-dressed female Squib raised her hand. Lockhart briefly searched and recalled her name, and gently tapped his wand, "Rika, tell me."

"Professor Lockhart, I think the difference between a necromancer and a squib lies in the purity of the necromancer's blood." Rika replied earnestly: "My father is a potionist. I mentioned it."

"The reason why I don't have a magic riot is because my necromancer blood is not pure enough, so I can't become a necromancer."

"When we become a necromancer, we will be able to develop our own blood, we can purify our blood and improve our strength."

"At that time, no matter what we want to learn about spells, alchemy, potions, etc."

After Lockhart heard it, he nodded slightly, and also did not praise or comment, and continued to ask the Squib: "Any other ideas?"

Soon, some squibs raised their hands one after another.

Lockhart took their thoughts seriously.

He questions everyone, on the one hand, to see what the Squibs think about being a necromancer.

After all, he didn't have any experience with squibs before, so he didn't dare to say that he was completely sure of their ideas.

Knowing something is also convenient for future plan adjustments.

Squibs are his basic plan in the future, and he must have a deep understanding before he can activate them.

On the other hand, it is also by asking questions to reserve a list for your own talent pool.

Although he mentioned before that only 100 Squibs were selected as research assistants.

But these 100 squibs will be put on the bright side, and will be focused on by all forces in the necromancer world, such as the pure-blood family and Dumbledore.

At the same time, his every move towards the research assistant will be comprehensively analyzed.

This will undoubtedly tie some of his hands and feet.

Moreover, if you want to stabilize your base, you can't do it with only 100 squibs, and you need more people.

In other words, it is to increase the number of necromancers born as squibs.

And the best way, of course, is for him to cultivate some squibs as his students in private and help them grow.

Then let them continue to secretly train new squibs to become necromancers, and repeat this cycle to stabilize the basic market.

This type of students will be the core pillar of the new magic system.

He can safely and boldly tilt resources, cultivate and grow talents, and pass on some of his ideas and new magic to them.

Thus laying the groundwork for reforming the necromancer world.

The Malfoy family, the Great Hall.

At this moment, Lucius Malfoy was sitting on the sofa, poured half a glass of red wine, raised it up, and motioned to the pureblood necromancer of the Parkinson family opposite him.

Cain Parkinson is wearing a dark green necromancer robe, with the Parkinson family coat of arms tattooed on the chest with light gold silk thread, matching with his handsome and mature face, revealing a touch of nobility.

Cain Parkinson also raised the red wine in his hand, shook it slightly, and took a sip.

Then he asked expectantly, "Lucius, can we talk about your plan now?"

"I can also see the effect of meditation."

"If it can be in our hands, the benefits will be immeasurable."

Lucius Malfoy smiled and said, "Kain, don't worry, we still have to wait for a lady to come over."

"Our plan requires her cooperation."

Hearing this, Cain's eyes lit up, he didn't say much, and slowly tasted the red wine in the glass.

after awhile.

boom!

The magic fireplace not far away had a flash of green light, and with the slight crackling sound of the green flame, a figure quietly emerged.

At the same time, Lucius stood up and said to Cain.

"Let's welcome Ms. Rita Skeeter!"

We are about to return to the Marvel world. What do you want to see about the Marvel world? Welcome to chat.

(end of this chapter)