Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 301 The indignant Squib, the notarization of the Wizengamot

During the day, Hogsmeade, in a certain house.

A large number of squibs, as well as some squib necromancers formed a phalanx, sat down cross-legged, and stared seriously at the young and handsome black-haired youth in front of him.

This young man is Ian.

At this moment, Ian, standing in front of everyone, has 9 large patterns behind him, which are exactly the 9 runes that Jiu Yuanming thought of.

"Future necromancers, the idea of ​​Jiuyuan Meditation has already been explained to you, and I will emphasize it again here." After speaking, Ian pointed to the nine patterns at the back, and continued: "The core of Meditation lies in runes. "

"It must be carefully outlined, and it must be exactly the same."

"If there is a mistake, it's okay for the rune to fail. In case of a headache, stop meditating immediately."

"Otherwise, it is very likely to hurt your spiritual sea, which will have a bad effect on the subsequent meditation."

"Professor Lockhart and I emphasized this, and I'm relaying it to you, do you hear me?"

"Listen clearly." Everyone shouted in unison.

Seeing this, Ian nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Okay, now, if there is anything you don't understand about meditation, you can point it out."

"If there is no problem, I will guide everyone to meditate again?"

Hearing this, everyone, including the squibs who have already practiced meditation, shook their heads in unison, and then looked at Ian expectantly.

Seeing this, Ian doesn't have much hesitation.

Reaching out, he took out a light brown incense candle from the space extension, waved the wand in his hand, and at the same time quickly chanted the spell.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

With a flash of white light, the incense candle floated in midair.

Immediately afterwards, Ian waved his wand again, outlining a simple Red rune in mid-air.

After the rune was formed, it began to shrink suddenly, turning into a flame, and then drifting into the tip of the joss stick.

Soon, a strange fragrance floated around from the incense candle.

When everyone saw this, a trace of excitement flashed across their faces, and then recalled the nine runes again, and began to meditate with their eyes closed.

The reason why they participated in teacher Ian's meditation course was that the meditation method taught by the teacher was easy to understand.

The most important thing is that every time this teacher teaches everyone to meditate, he will use meditation candles to help everyone quickly enter meditation and even improve the efficiency of influence.

Otherwise, if you have already practiced meditation, why would you still learn from Ian?

Focusing on incense sticks is the key factor for them to stay here.

Seeing everyone's performance, Ian nodded slightly.

Practicing meditation is purely based on meditation. Unless the ability is extremely strong, it will take a long time to take effect.

Even if their ability is good, it is due to their mentors constantly tilting resources.

All kinds of potions have been drinking, and special counseling is given.

The strength will increase rapidly.

Definitely, for recruiting these students by himself, it is impossible to directly provide potions for free, and he is not that rich, and Lockhart will definitely not do that.

Unless it's a rich Squib who buys it specifically, Ian will only provide potions.

However, if you want to attract Common Squibs to come to study and not leave easily in a short period of time, you still need to provide some benefits.

After all, the prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit!

In addition to the attraction of magic knowledge, the concentration incense candle is an important guarantee that Lockhart took out.

The meditation candle was designed by Lockhart with reference to the principle of sandalwood from his previous life. The material is not expensive, and although the effect is not top-notch, it is still acceptable.

The most important thing is to be able to guide in a large area. The incense candle that Ian took out just now can make 40 necromancers use it for a whole day.

Save some money, two or three days are fine.

Enough to keep the Common Squibs from Ian and keep everyone respecting Ian.

This is also the key for Ian to control the right to speak and influence everyone.

At this moment, Ian, looking at everyone's performance, looked calm and nodded slightly.

But if someone carefully observes Ian's eyes, maybe he can see a glimmer of expectation from it.

There was a strange aroma floating in the space, everyone was meditating silently, and Ian was thinking quietly.

As time slowly passed, suddenly

Click!

call!

There was a violent push on the door, and the door of the house suddenly opened, and the strong wind blew past, dispelling the aroma of the joss sticks.

This woke up all the squibs who closed their eyes and meditated, and then turned their heads to stare at the young man who entered the door with dissatisfied eyes.

When Ian saw it, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he looked serious, and said to the young man holding a newspaper, "Berry, what's the matter?"

"It's not good, Mr. Ian." Bailey waved the newspaper in his hand, looking a little nervous, and quickly said to Ian: "The Daily Prophet has started to frame Professor Lockhart again."

"This time the pure-blood family's method is even more vicious, directly slandering Professor Lockhart and robbing other people's research results."

"Teacher Ian, what should we do?"

Bailey's face was full of anxiety, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction and anger.

It seems to express extreme indignation at the behavior of the pure blood family.

As for Bailey's words, all the squibs in the room screamed in an instant.

"What's going on? How is it possible that Professor Lockhart snatched other people's research results?"

"The conspiracy is definitely a conspiracy of a pure-blooded family."

"Yes, Professor Lockhart is so good. He shared his meditation ideas with everyone for free. How could he rob other people's research results?"

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"Quiet!"

Ian held his wand, pointed at his throat, cast the Amplifying Charm, and said loudly.

In an instant, everyone was quiet.

Then Ian asked again: "Berry, what happened?"

The tone was full of surprise and uncertainty, as if he was incredulous about what Bailey said.

"Mr. Ian, you'll know just by looking at the Daily Prophet." Bailey waved the newspaper in his hand again, and shouted angrily: "The pure-blood family pulled out a necromancer of Rango Marcos, saying that the meditation idea was him research results."

"Slandering Professor Lockhart not only cast the Oblivion Curse on him, but also plagiarized the meditation method."

"Give Professor Lockhart the title of a black necromancer."

As he spoke, Bailey opened the newspaper and read word by word.

"After Rango Marcos recovered his memory, he went directly to the Ministry of Magic, found Amelia Bones, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and reported that Gilderoy Lockhart had cast an oblivion spell on him and robbed him of his research. results."

"And that research result is exactly the meditation method that we call the miracle of the necromancer world."

"Ghideroy Lockhart, a plagiarist, plagiarized the research results of Rango necromancer, and took the reputation of meditation method to himself."

After reading this, Bailey scolded angrily directly: "The pure-blood family, the evil heart is not dead, and they are starting to envy Professor Lockhart's meditation idea for our Squib research."

Hearing this, all the Squibs were filled with righteous indignation.

At this moment, Ian saw the dissatisfaction and anger on everyone's faces, and didn't say much.

Wait quietly for a while, and see that everyone's emotions are almost vented.

Then he said: "Don't worry, everyone, we will never let the pure blood family's conspiracy succeed, let's calm down first."

"Not long ago, Professor Lockhart mentioned in a letter that he was invited by Durmstrang, so he is not in the British necromancer circle now."

"I'm writing to Professor Lockhart right now, telling him about the slanderous actions of the pure-blood family."

"Everyone, don't be impulsive, and see how Professor Lockhart responds."

Ian said to everyone in a comforting tone.

After hearing what Ian said, everyone slowly calmed down.

"I think everyone can't calm down and meditate now, so let's go here first today, everyone go back and have a good rest."

"I also wrote to Professor Lockhart to explain the situation, and the conspiracy of the pure-blood family cannot be allowed to succeed.".

Ian said again, many squibs hesitated to speak, but in the end they all turned and left obediently.

Seeing the people leaving, Ian returned to the study room of the house and began to write letters.

When acting, you must do enough and pay attention to details.

This is what Teacher Carter taught them.

Watching the owl leave slowly with the envelope in its mouth, Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

The first step of the plan is achieved.

In the morning, Hogwarts, the cafeteria.

A large number of little necromancers were sitting at the tables in the cafeteria, whispering in low voices, full of expectations.

Every day at this time, owls will come and deliver various newspapers, gifts, letters and so on.

And after everything was over, it was time for them to eat breakfast.

After a night, many little necromancers were already hungry and couldn't wait to wave their knives and forks to enjoy the food.

At this moment, Dumbledore and the professors are sitting at their dining table, chatting with each other and talking about some interesting things.

At the moment, a large number of owls flew over, and they landed in front of some little necromancers, professors, and handed the envelopes, newspapers or gift boxes in their mouths to the targets.

Then flap their wings and leave collectively.

Then

"How can it be?"

"Who is Rango Marcus?"

"Professor Lockhart can't be a black necromancer, he's so gentle."

"It turns out that the real founder of meditation is Rango Marcus."

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In the cafeteria, I saw a lot of little necromancers shouting, surprised, refuting and so on.

At this moment, all the Hogwarts professors looked at the Daily Prophet in front of them, and their expressions were generally not good.

But he didn't directly express his point of view, but looked at Dumbledore very tacitly.

It seems that he wants to hear the decision of Headmaster Dumbledore.

At this moment, Dumbledore looked at the newspaper in front of him and the envelope from the Ministry of Magic next to him, with a troubled look on his face.

He said that Lockhart shouldn't be allowed to leave, and sure enough, the pure-blood family could make a move again.

Even, a letter from the Ministry of Magic asked him, the head of the Wizengamot, to participate in the judgment on Lango Marcus.

There is no doubt that this is holding him back.

Turning my mind, I watched the noisy discussion from the little necromancers.

Dumbledore stretched out his wand, pointed at his throat, and the voice filled the cafeteria.

"Quiet, all students,"

Hearing the headmaster's gentle voice, the little necromancers all fell silent and stared at Dumbledore together.

Seeing this, Dumbledore said again: "We all know everyone's doubts. Hogwarts will figure out the cause of the matter. Before that, everyone should not make blind judgments."

"Now, let's have dinner."

As soon as the voice fell, in an instant, sumptuous food appeared on the plates in front of all the little necromancers.

Seeing this, many hungry little necromancers waved their knives and forks to fill their stomachs.

But at the same time, the unaware little necromancer was discussing while eating.

"Hermione, Ron, do you know this Rango Marcus?" Harry Potter cut out a small piece of sausage, and asked suspiciously.

"I've never heard of it, but it's definitely a slander against Professor Lockhart." Hermione said firmly.

"Yes, just like the Rita Skeeter last time." Ron next to him took a bite of the bread and at the same time raised the bread in his hand to express his righteous indignation.

"Unfortunately, Professor Lockhart is now in Durmstrang, otherwise we could have confronted him face to face." Harry said with some regret, and if his tone changed quickly, he said with confidence: "I am writing to Professor Lockhart now, wait When Professor Lockhart comes back, their plot will finally be revealed."

"right!"

"right!"

Ron on the side, Hermione agreed, they thought exactly the same.

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he said to the professor on the side: "Flitwick, McGonagall, after you have finished eating, write to Lockhart and ask him to come back from Durmstrang as soon as possible."

"I'm going to the Ministry of Magic now to see if I can see Rango Marcus."

However, hello, it also seems to know that writing letters may not work.

Dumbledore said to Snape again: "Snape, you have a good relationship with Lockhart. If you can't get in touch, go to Durmstrang."

As he said that, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a white piece of paper appeared out of thin air and fell into Snape's hand, saying: "Snape, when you arrive in Norway, you go to contact him, he can take you into Durmstrang .”

Regarding the possible increase in risk after Lockhart leaves, he has already prepared some countermeasures.

Now, just use these backhands.

After Snape heard it, he nodded slightly and held the piece of paper to show his understanding.

Seeing this, Dumbledore nodded, then waved his wand. What does it seem to be calling for?

The next moment, a cluster of red flames was on Dumbledore's shoulder.

The flames disappeared, and the phoenix appeared, its claws gripping Dumbledore's shoulders.

Immediately after

call!

The red flames emerged again, covering Dumbledore.

At the same time, it went out in an instant, and Dumbledore disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Flitwick said with a gloomy expression, "I'll write to Lockhart and contact some of my friends at the same time."

As the dean of La Wen Claw, he has always been optimistic about Lockhart who was born in La Wen Claw, and the relationship between the two is also good.

Now encountering such a thing, he was also very angry.

He was in complete disbelief of what the papers said was Lockhart's plagiarism.

It's not that he hasn't discussed magic knowledge and runes with Lockhart.

Regarding Lockhart's academic skills and the magic knowledge he has mastered, he is a little ashamed of himself, how could he plagiarize.

As for Rango Marcus, he is not familiar with this person, but he has heard of him before.

A few years ago, he did some research on ancient runes, but his level seems to be limited.

And in the past one or two years, he has not heard anything about him at all. If it wasn't for the Daily Prophet, he would have forgotten about this person.

While thinking, he nodded to several professors, then turned and left, preparing to write a letter, calling out a few of his friends to speak out for Lockhart.

There were several other professors, such as McGonagall, Sprout, etc., who exchanged a few words, then turned and left.

Prepare to write, contact Lockhart.

They also expressed distrust of Lockhart's plagiarism.

Ministry of Magic.

In front of the magic fireplace on the first basement floor, a cluster of Green flames emerged.

After disappearing in an instant, Dumbledore walked out of it.

"Principal, good morning."

"Principal, good morning."

Dumbledore just walked out and walked to the Wizengamot courtroom on the third basement floor.

On the way, a large number of necromancers greeted each other respectfully after seeing them.

Dumbledore looked at the students who all walked out of Hogwarts, and smiled kindly while nodding slightly.

Soon, Dumbledore walked into the third basement floor.

At the same time, the gray necromancer robe on his body gradually turned into a purple red robe, which is the uniform of the members of the Wizengamot.

Click!

Dumbledore pushed open the door of the Wizengamot courtroom.

At a glance, in a relatively closed space, a large number of members of the Wizengamot wearing purple robes were sitting on both sides.

In the middle sat a middle-aged necromancer wearing a black necromancer robe with a haggard face.

After a glance, Dumbledore sat down in his seat.

His position is relatively forward, which is his position as the chief of the Wizengamot.

"Dumbledore, Professor Lockhart's situation is not good this time." Geselda on the side said softly: "This time, Rango is going to drink the veritaserum, including ingesting The God's Telekinesis, testing memory, etc. To prove my innocence."

"It seems that Lango is very confident in proving himself as the founder of the Meditation Method."

Hearing this, Dumbledore's expression didn't change, he nodded slightly, replied with a few polite words, expressing his understanding, and didn't say anything more.

Immediately, he set his sights on the judge who was sitting in the front and wearing a black necromancer robe.

Not long after, as several members of the Wizengamot arrived, the judge standing at the front spoke loudly.

"Now, the founder of the notarized Rango Marcos meditation law begins now!"

(end of this chapter)