Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

"Professor black magic defense?"

"Professor Credence, you are really a professor at Hogwarts."

When Credence introduced his current position, Wanda suddenly became excited.

Since coming to the necromancer world, the name of Hogwarts has been passed down too much here.

Including Ian, Remy, and Vera, they have also talked about it, which has already filled Wanda's inner curiosity.

Otherwise, Kamar-Taj will not be just out of the year, so I will go to the Forbidden Forest to have a look.

"Yes, Dumbledore invited me to take the position of Professor Black Magic."

"Let me help the little necromancer improve the black magic defense level."

Credence said with a smile.

"Really?" Hermione's tone was mixed with a touch of doubt, and a trace of distrust appeared in her eyes.

To be honest, there is no way to make them trust, after all, school starts for a month or two now.

The position of Professor Black Magic is still held by Snape.

It's really not good to be scolded by Snape every day. If the other party is telling the truth, it will be great.

Hermione thought silently in her heart.

Ron on the side was already a little excited.

Damn Snape, it's finally time to get the hell out, let alone being scolded in Potions class.

He continued to be scolded in black magic class, who could bear it.

Especially when Harry has been acting perfectly lately, picking on him and scolding him.

Uh, in fact, Suppo also wanted to pick on Hermione's mistakes, but Hermione's performance was also perfect.

After talking about some minor problems at most, they turned the fire on Ron.

"Professor Credence, welcome." Ron cheered directly: "In addition to Slytherin, we Gryffindors, as well as the three houses of Raven Klaw and Hufflepuff, will definitely cheer for your arrival. Celebrating."

Seeing Ron's cheering expression, as if meeting a savior, Credence was a little puzzled.

He's been in the US and wouldn't be in the UK if it wasn't for Grindelwald.

He didn't know much about Snape, and even heard of him. At most, he knew about Professor McGonagall, but not too much.

However, he was welcomed by the little necromancers at Hogwarts just after he came to England, so he was still in a good mood.

but……

"Harry, Ron, Hermione."

"How do I remember that today is not Hogsmeade's open day, how did you escape from Hogwarts?"

Credence's doubtful voice rang in his ear.

Hermione and Ron's expressions changed suddenly, and Hermione's hands were tightly clutching the necromancer robe.

Ron even lowered his head, his originally happy expression disappeared, and now he was a little pale, as if he was frightened.

Caught truant by the new professor on the spot!

This is big news.

"Forget it, I haven't seen Professor McGonagall yet, so I'll pretend I didn't see him today."

"But you have to pay attention next time. I remember that you are only in the third grade, and you play truant in the third grade. This has a very bad influence."

Noticing the expressions on Ron and Hermione, Credence reassured.

However, he also clearly noticed Harry's indifferent expression, as if he was not affected at all.

This made Credence feel certain, it seems that Harry has been affected a lot.

When he realized his identity just now, the other party's mood did not change at all.

No, to be precise, the other party has been vigilant all the time, and Occlumency operates at all times, covering up all emotional changes.

Is this really a little necromancer?

Watching Harry's right hand in a fighting stance ready to draw his wand.

It is no different from a battle-hardened necromancer.

On the other side, Ian, who had been paying attention to Harry, seemed to have noticed the change in Harry.

But he didn't think much about it, because when the two met in Kamar-Taj earlier, the two sides even fought against each other.

Although he won in the end, it can be said that Harry's fighting level deserves Ian's attention.

And, to be honest, he could sense that there seemed to be some kind of power in Harry that wasn't being used.

This power brought him a considerable sense of danger.

"Professor Credence, do you think ours can also enter Hogwarts?"

Speaking of this, Wanda seemed to think of something, and took out a piece of parchment from the space extension bag at her waist.

Facing this young man in his 60s, he said flatteringly, "We also have a mission when we come out this time."

"We are conducting a research on the life and cultivation of fire dragons."

"Can you take us into Hogwarts to borrow some books, it would be even better if we can enter the Forbidden Forest."

There is no way out after mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Just now I said that it is difficult to enter Hogwarts this time, and I can't see the centaurs.

As a result, I met the professor of Hogwarts.

With the permission of Professor Hogwarts, wouldn't everything be cleared up?

Reasonable, just, not perfect at all.

And when Credence heard what Wanda said about the fire dragon study, he once again focused on Xiaobai on Wanda's shoulder.

There was a mysterious smile in the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking about it, then he nodded slowly and agreed, "Okay, welcome naturally."

"I believe that Professor McGonagall will not refuse, a young necromancer like you comes to Hogwarts."

"I will communicate with Professor McGonagall tonight. If there is no problem, I will write to you."

Aberforth saw his son Ke Reissden agreeing to Wanda's necromancer request from Kamar-Taj.

I couldn't help but wanted to speak, but in the end I held back and chose to keep silent.

Once again, I couldn't help but put my gaze down on the jade cuboid in the upper left corner of the counter for swiping cards.

necromancer Tenpay!

Lockhart really subtly changed the world.

These thoughts reappeared in his mind, Aberforth felt a little complicated and looked at Ian who was not a son, but who was better than a son.

And Ian also felt Aberforth's gaze, and immediately responded with a bright smile.

After the death of his parents, only the boss has been taking care of himself, and he is very grateful in his heart.

Ding!

"Boss, don't fight me this time."

"I'll invite you for this meal tonight. The boss should not refuse, you must show your best cooking skills."

Ian's brisk voice sounded, and the familiar sound of swiping a card came from his ear, and he looked at the 500 Gold Galleons displayed on Necromancer Tenpay.

Aberforth froze for a moment, and for some reason, a surge of heat suddenly surged in his heart.

This silly boy really thought he was poor.

…………

Night, Hogwarts, Vice-headmaster's room

"What, Harry and the others ran out of Hogwarts again, why are they so disobedient?"

A 'again' made Reiss on the opposite side a little speechless.

"Professor McGonagall, please, Principal Dumbledore, you should know about me."

"What's his latest situation now? Are you sure you understand?"

Professor McGonagall, having just heard it, was about to say that everything was under control.

Suddenly, he recalled Harry playing truant again and being caught by Reiss and others on the spot.

He opened his mouth, but did not speak out what was in his heart.

In the end, he just let out a helpless sigh.

After seeing the sighing McGonagall, Creissden seemed to understand.

then……

"Professor McGonagall, since that's the case, on Harry's side, I understand his status in my own way."

"Next, I hope to get all your cooperation"