Chapter 142 The New Wizard Spirit (Additional update for all orders over 1200)

Lockhart's office.

On the large desk, there is a black notebook, half opened and placed in the middle.

You can vaguely see that the page that is opened is emitting a faint golden light, as if it is showing something.

On the chair opposite, Lockhart was leaning on the chair, his chest floating slightly, as if he was sleeping soundly.

suddenly

Buzz!

The black notebook shook slightly, and a transparent figure emerged from it, floating in mid-air.

At this moment, Lockhart's soul left the Horcrux notebook and returned to the real world.

After looking around for a week, he looked at his own body and pounced on it.

"ah"

The moment the soul entered the body, it was like water and milk blending together. Lockhart felt a little relieved and subconsciously screamed out.

After opening his eyes and moving his shoulders, Lockhart set his eyes on the black notebook again, looking at the faint light emitting from the pages, and raised the corners of his mouth.

Tom, this fragment of soul, is a typical person who goes to the house to uncover the tiles without fighting for three days.

Even though he knew he was signing a contract, he was still preparing to set a trap to trap him.

Hopefully this lesson will be a lesson, but something that will impress him a little more.

but

Lockhart thought thoughtfully when he thought about Tom's mention of the stone statue left by Slytherin.

It seems that it is necessary to test it out, maybe you can gain something.

Now, as his own promotion plan begins, obstacles have arisen.

We were just about to recruit some research assistants, and they weren’t even listed on the Daily Prophet.

The school board has already wanted to suppress it in advance, and even wants to directly plunder the results.

It is conceivable that when the special characteristics of the new magic system are truly exposed later, especially the one that does not rely on magic blood.

It will directly stimulate the sensitive nerves of the pure-blood family.

When Lockhart thought about the resistance then, he knew how violent it would be.

Although he felt a little stressed, he didn't care too much.

This is the wizarding world, which is different from the modern world of the previous life.

Although the influence of pure-blood families in the wizarding world is like spider threads, it spreads across all fields.

But don't forget, for wizards, the most important thing is...

Speak with strength!

It made him anxious.

Since Voldemort can rely on great strength and fear to intimidate the entire wizarding world.

Then he can do the same.

What's the matter? Could it be that what Voldemort can do, I can't do?

If it really gets to this point, when he gains greater strength in the Marvel world, all obstacles he encounters will be eliminated.

Of course, relying on strength to act recklessly is a strategy that ultimately belongs to the lower class.

Only superficial surrender can be obtained.

If you want wizards to devote themselves to the new magic system from the bottom of their hearts, they may even be willing to sacrifice their lives.

Still have to do it step by step.

Difficulties are just a key link in forging the spirit of a new wizard.

Just like the Long March in previous lives created the spirit of the Red Army that shocked the world.

What is the New Wizard Spirit?

Lockhart actually doesn't have a clear definition.

But he knew that when a wizard decided to spend his life pursuing the truth, perhaps a new wizard spirit was formed.

After Lockhart thought for a moment, he waved his wand, put the notebook back into the wooden box, and put it away.

Then I started to prepare lessons. There was only one lesson today. After finishing it, I could start to prepare for entering the secret room.

He has not forgotten the horror of the basilisk in the secret room.

Filch Cottage at night.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"."

Filch, who has an old face and a stooped body, is waving his wand and casting the simplest levitating spell on the leaves on the desk.

In the past few days, whether it was day or night, as long as he had nothing to do, he would close his eyes and start meditating.

Fortunately, the meditation method itself has the effect of resting, so Filch did not die suddenly.

And the reason why he is so addicted is that even though he clearly knows that there is a little wizard wandering at night, he doesn't care anymore.

It came from his successful meditation.

He can feel the magic fluctuations in the air, or the energy particles mentioned in the meditation method.

Although still unable to cast any spell.

But those colorful energy particles gave him hope of performing magic.

Therefore, once he was free, he would follow the instructions on the parchment and constantly capture energy particles to transform the nature of his mental power.

At the same time, through runes, it is converted into magic power, laying the foundation for casting magic spells.

In order to verify whether he can cast a spell.

Every night, he would cast the simplest magic - the levitating spell - based on the knowledge he had learned in the previous charm class!

Although it was not successful even once.

But he kept telling himself that it would be soon, it should be soon.

Even though his arms were very sore, he still did not stop waving the wand.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"."

suddenly!

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

As Filch shouted the levitation spell again, the tip of the wand flashed slightly and then disappeared.

The leaves that were originally spread out on the table trembled slightly and slowly floated up.

Then

Fell down again!

Filch, who had been observing the leaves, was so excited that he trembled when he saw this scene.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of chanting the curse became more powerful, and the intensity of waving the wand became stronger and stronger, revealing his inner excitement.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"."

This time, I recited 10 floating spells, but still no improvement.

However, when he recited the Tao 17 times.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

call!

The wand flashed again, the leaves swayed slightly, and then began to slowly float upwards.

Seeing this, Filch quickly stabilized himself and stared closely at the floating upper leaves.

I kept chanting in my mind: "Float, float, float."

Maybe it's because Filch's willpower is too strong, or maybe his resonance with magic is stronger this time.

The leaves did not fall again, but slowly floated upwards.

Although the speed is very slow, in Filch's eyes, that is hope.

He, a squib, could finally work magic.

Night, Malfoy family.

Today, the Malfoy family villa is different from usual. It is brightly lit, as if welcoming important guests.

The view goes deep into the villa, on a slender dining table.

A large amount of steaming food was placed on top, and sitting on top was Lucius Malfoy.

On both sides of the dining table were members of the Hogwarts School Board.

This dinner party, or more appropriately a meeting, was organized by Lucius.

"cough!"

After seeing everyone come together, Lucius, who was sitting in the upper seat, coughed lightly. When he saw everyone's eyes turning towards him, he slowly spoke.

"You are all members of the school board."

"I believe you all know the purpose of inviting everyone this time."

"Although Dumbledore rejects our request, it does not mean that we completely lose the right to divide this cake. We still have many opportunities."

"This time."

"We must let Dumbledore know that in the British wizarding world, anything we want to accomplish cannot be achieved without our pure-blood family."

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