Chapter 299 Death Eater Mark, the beginning

Night, Principal Durmstrang's office.

Karkaroff sat at his desk, looked at the pure-blood wizard in black wizard robes in front of him, and said, "Baral, I have done what you said, Professor Lockhart is here."

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

"This is what you promised me!"

Karkaroff knew that there was absolutely no good thing coming from these pure-blood families allowing him to invite Professor Lockhart.

But he could become the principal of Durmstrang without the support of the pure-blood family, so he had no choice but to do it.

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

A Hogwarts professor had an accident at his school.

No need to think about it, it’s definitely a big topic.

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

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

After hearing Karkaroff's repeated emphasis, Baral was a little impatient, but he could only calm down and comfort him again: "Don't worry, Karkaroff, nothing will happen to Professor Lockhart 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, etc."

"Delay it as long as you can. If there is really no other way, tell us again."

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

It's really not that difficult. What Durmstrang implements is similar to military management. They can find any excuse to prevent newspapers and owls from entering the school.

As for Lockhart's letters, they won't be sent through owls in the end. They will just have to control them when the time comes.

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

Karkaroff couldn't help but remind him again: "Baral, over there with the Death Eaters, don't forget what you promised me."

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

After hearing this, Karkaroff took a hard breath and lay down on his chair.

His eyes looked through the glass into the distance, as if he was thinking about something?

Then, he lowered his head, opened his sleeves, and looked at the dim words on his arms silently. The marks of skulls and snakes are the Death Eater marks that Voldemort branded on his loyal men.

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

However, he observed in detail that the Death Eater mark had not changed at all.

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 has been severely injured.

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

He just hopes that this state can be maintained forever. It is best to wait until after his death, the Dark Lord has not recovered.

Otherwise, with what he has done, it might be as light as death.

Of course, the Death Eaters also had to be dealt with in advance, as those people were chasing after him.

Karkaroff thought silently in his mind.

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

He closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if waiting for something.

At the same time, the purple-gold true spirit mark deep in the soul flickered slightly.

As if communicating with something.

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

Strylin gave him a suggestion for the next direction after his soul's transformation.

Ravenclaw is also following the direction of soul transformation, and what she studies is to integrate and control the soul with the heaven and earth to form a power similar to the realm.

This made Lockhart very excited, because his awakened wizard talent, rewriting reality, was precisely related to this.

But what makes him regretful is that he may have just transformed recently and needs more time to study slowly.

It seems that I still have to ask Master Gu Yi for advice later.

The other party hints that he wants to take the direction of soul transformation, so the next step of suggestions can be more or less taken as a reference.

With his thoughts turning, Lott put this matter in his heart.

After finishing the pure-blood family affairs, I plan to go to the Marvel world again.

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

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

With a massive outflow of magic power, a long-distance portal across Europe opened.

Looking at the red flame-colored portal in front of me, I felt the consumption of magic power in my body.

Lockhart frowned slightly. The distance was a bit far, and the magic power consumed was still quite high. It seemed that it could not be used frequently.

With his thoughts turning, Lockhart took a step forward and returned to the wizarding world of England, Hogsmeade, his home.

Hogsmeade, Lockhart's home.

In the bright hall, Ian, Remi, and Vera were sitting on the sofa and chatting.

"Ian, how many new wizards can you trust? Make time for everyone to meet and cooperate well." Vera picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked.

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

"Vera, Remy, how are you doing there?" Ian introduced briefly, and then asked the two companions.

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

Then, the two set their eyes on Vera.

Seeing the two people's gazes, Vera sighed and said: "Time is still tight, plus most of the people here are girls, and there are five people I can trust."

"But the number of activations, because of the advantages of women, is quite large. If it is directly suitable, there will be no problem with forty or fifty."

After hearing what Vera and Remi said, Ian nodded and said, "It's already a lot. Plus our first batch of classmates, it's enough to plan and implement the exhibition."

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

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

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

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 lately?"

"Teacher, everything is fine." The three of them said in unison, and then asked in a somewhat doubtful tone: "Teacher, is it time for you to summon us?"

In response, Lockhart nodded slightly and said.

"Yes, the right time has come."