Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 299 The mark of the Death Eaters, the prelude begins

At night, the headmaster's office in Durmstrang.

Carlof sat at the desk, looked at the pure-blooded necromancer wearing the black necromancer robe, and said, "Balal, I've done what you said, and Professor Lockhart has come."

"I still want to emphasize that in Durmstrang, Professor Lockhart cannot have any accidents."

"This is what you promised me!"

Carlof knew that there was absolutely nothing good about these pure-blood families asking him to invite Professor Lockhart.

But he can become the principal of Durmstrang, and the support of the pure-blood family is indispensable, so he can only follow suit.

However, for the sake of his own future, he must not allow Professor Lockhart to have problems in his own school.

A Hogwarts professor had an accident at his own school.

Needless to say, it is definitely a big topic.

He can guarantee that his opponent will definitely use this excuse to make himself, the principal, step down.

Not to mention, he couldn't afford to offend Dumbledore either.

Hearing Karlov's repeated emphasis, Balal was a little impatient, but he could only calm down and comfort him again: "Don't worry, Karlov, Professor Lockhart will not have anything to do in Durmstrang."

"What you have to do now is to completely cut off the other party's contact with the outside world, such as letters, newspapers and the like."

"As long as it can be delayed, it can be delayed as long as it can. There is really no other way, so let us know."

"Okay, there's no problem with that." Carlof nodded in agreement.

It's really not that difficult. Durmstrang's practice is similar to military management. You can find any excuse to keep newspapers and owls from entering the school.

As for Lockhart's letter, it will not be sent by owl in the end, and it will be fine to control it when the time comes.

Seeing this, Balal nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Karlov couldn't help but reminded again: "Balal, the Death Eaters, don't forget what you promised me."

As Balal walked, he replied, "Don't worry, they won't survive tonight."

Hearing this, Carlof took a hard breath and lay down on his chair.

Looking through the glass, looking into the distance, as if thinking about something?

Then, he lowered his head, opened his sleeves, and silently looked at the dim light on his arm. The mark of the skull and the snake is exactly the Death Eater mark that Voldemort branded on his loyal subordinates.

For some reason, in recent days, looking at the Death Eater mark on his arm, he always felt a little uneasy.

But he observed in detail, and there was no change in the mark of the Death Eaters.

But he was still a little worried.

Although the mark is dim, it has not disappeared, which means that his former master is still alive, but he has been severely injured.

For so many years, it has been in such a state, which can only show that there is no sign of improvement.

He is now just looking forward to maintaining this state forever, preferably after he dies, before the Dark Lord has recovered.

Otherwise, with what he has done, I'm afraid it's not as light as death.

Definitely, the Death Eaters have to deal with it in advance, and those people are chasing after me.

Carlof said silently in his heart.

At this moment, Lockhart was sitting at the table in his lounge.

She closed her eyes and meditated, as if waiting for something.

At the same time, the purple Gold true spirit imprint deep in the soul flickered slightly.

As if communicating with something.

But after a while, Lockhart opened his eyes helplessly and sighed softly.

Sterling gave him a suggestion for the next direction after soul metamorphosis.

La Wen Keluo is also taking the direction of soul metamorphosis, and what she studies is to integrate and control the soul with the heaven and earth, forming a force similar to a domain.

This makes Lockhart quite excited, because his Awakening necromancer ability, rewriting reality is precisely related to this.

But what makes him more regrettable is that the metamorphosis has not been around for a long time, and more time is needed to study it slowly.

It seems that I still have to consult Ancient One Mage later.

The other party hints that he wants to go in the direction of soul metamorphosis, so the suggestions for the next step can be more or less used as a reference.

Thinking about it, Lotte took this matter to heart.

After preparing to end the pure blood family, go to the Marvel world again.

After all, no matter which side of the world you are in, strength is the most important thing.

Then Rockat stood up, stretched out his wand, and drew a circle casually.

With the surge of magic power, a long-distance portal across the whole of Europe opened.

Looking at the red flame-colored portal in front of him, he felt the consumption of magic power in his body.

Lockhart frowned slightly, the distance was a bit far, and the mana was still consumed a lot, it seemed that he couldn't use it frequently.

The thought turned, and Lockhart stepped in one step, returning to the wizarding world of England, Hogsmeade, his home.

Hogsmeade, Lockhart's home.

In the bright hall, Ian, Remy, and Vera are sitting on the sofa and chatting.

"Ian, how many new necromancers do you have that you can trust? Take some time for everyone to meet and cooperate well." Vera asked with a cup of tea, took a sip.

"No, I have developed 8 trustworthy new necromancers, and the number of squib necromancers that can be mobilized has reached about 20. If the timing is good, more can be mobilized."

"Vera, how about Remy?" Ian briefly introduced, and then asked the two companions.

"My side is relatively average. There are only three people who can be trusted, but there are quite a few people who can be activated. There are about twenty or thirty people." Remy replied.

Then, the two looked at Vera.

Seeing the gazes of the two, Vera sighed and said, "Time is still tight, and most of my side are girls, so there are five people I can trust."

"However, the number of activations is quite a lot because of the advantages of women originally. If it is directly appropriate, there will be no problem with forty or fifty."

Hearing what Vera and Remy said, Ian nodded and said, "It's already quite a lot, plus our first batch of students, it's enough to plan and implement."

"Now, just wait for the time to come."

At the moment, in the middle of the hall, a red portal opened, and Lockhart stepped out of it.

After the three saw it, they quickly stood up and greeted respectfully: "Mentor, good evening."

And Lockhart looked at the three students, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Good evening, Ian, Remy, and Vera."

"How are you doing recently?"

"Teacher, everything is fine." The three said in unison, and then asked with some doubts: "Teacher, is it time for you to call us?"

In response, Lockhart nodded slightly and said.

"Yes, the right time has come."

(end of this chapter)