The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

This is the dance of destruction.

"Ascend from the earth to the sky, and then descend from the sky, gaining the power above and below."

The young wizard whispered softly, and behind him, the whole world was filled with fire.

It might not be called a fire: in fact, it was just an existence that started in his soul and continued to burn due to the accumulation of magic caused by other wizards' spells.

"This is the power of ten thousand forces, which can destroy the strong and tough."

The armor protection was shattered in front of the indestructible flames. The clear water like a spring was turned into a ball of steam by the high temperature as soon as it shot out. Fainting in the sea of ​​​​fire was like a sad joke. All the curses only added a touch to this blood-red world. An insignificant amount of brilliance.

"As above, as below; according to this, complete my miracle!"

In this dance of destruction, the dark wizards hid in panic. They saw the devil standing proudly in the center of the sea of ​​fire, commanding the dance of flames gracefully and gracefully. They heard the wild laughter between heaven and earth, the people in the wind and the moon in the western sky. As one, we will not be defeated even if we die!

However, perhaps because of the kindness of the devil, or perhaps because of their good luck, although the fierce fire made them miserable, it did not cause death.

But in the eyes of dark wizards, this kind of kindness is simply a show of force and a cat-and-mouse game. Sooner or later, they will be swallowed up by the demonic flames, and sooner or later they will become sacrifices for the birth of the demon king.

They all had bitter expressions on their faces, some cried in despair, some wailed in pain, some cursed angrily, and some even started to attack each other, vividly showing the chaos and madness of wizards when death was threatened.

however……

"This can't be ruined. I still have several ideas and several days left."

Suddenly, a chuckle sounded from the center of the chaos, and the flames suddenly stopped. Then, the flames suddenly disappeared, and "Lockhart" stood there with a kind smile.

"What's going on here……"

"Yes! The spell he just used has such a wide range, he must have used all his strength!"

"So...is this the beginning of losing strength?"

"It must be so!"

"So, we can... counterattack?"

"Yes, Haierbo, I've never been so embarrassed!"

"I thought there was another bastard like Silva here, but it turned out to be a fool who saw nothing but good use!"

"It seems that that guy has a very high opinion in your hearts," Ricardo Silva, now "Lockhart", still smiled, "But... today is different from the past."

"Okay, the soul magic burning experiment is over, then let's start the research on the next element."

……

There are many spells for soul magic, but the attack methods don't seem to be enough - perhaps, this is also the reason why he took a different approach and used black magic to get started with soul magic.

At least, pure soul magic that does not involve black magic or evil thoughts is rarely recorded in books.And he wasn't going to use black magic from the beginning, after all, he didn't want to hurt his "volunteers" on the first day.That would be too discouraging for them.

But during the research process, a spell gave him great inspiration-that is, the Fire Curse.According to Mr. Lemei in the book, Li Huo is invisible, and the caster can change the shape of Li Huo according to his will; Li Huo is also "fair", it prefers the soul level and does not require blood. high.

Lihuo was included in the book because it can burn souls, and was explained by Nico Flamel. This allowed Ricardo to find some ideas about increasing the offensiveness of soul magic: Can he find a " What about "fire" seeds in spiritual form to ignite magic?The soul controls spiritual power. Can this power be exerted independently?

According to his current knowledge, the principle of spell casting is roughly as follows: the blood in the body gives the wizard the qualification to cast magic, the spirit in the soul guides the wizard to mobilize magic, and then the magic spells from ancient times to the present trigger the magic patterns in the natural world, thus casting magic.

So, what would happen if we didn’t rely on blood?

Therefore, he tried his best to get rid of - of course, only in theory - the physical body after a little speculation from the four basic magic patterns and his own understanding of soul magic. Limitations, using the soul as the lead and magic as the fuel, fighting against many wizards.

This method relies on the soul to ignite the "fire" element, and its form is "invisible", allowing it to be used as it wishes.

Hmm... formless... arbitrary... can I call this formless: fire, water, rock, wind?

"But...doesn't this go against the original intention? My idea was to study spells..."

Ricardo thought about it a little distressedly, and immediately threw this thought away.

Research is indeed not equal to combat, but proficiency in knowledge is interoperable. Being familiar with the use of soul magic in combat is the same as most researchers doing problems when they were young - this does not mean that you can make a problem by doing the problems. A scientist, rather, lacks proficiency in knowledge, and conducting research will be prone to problems.

Moreover, the days are quite long, so he should give these people a good beating now, and then he can practice the magic spells from now on.

"Okay then," Ricardo looked at the crowds of people who were being tossed around by the "Shadowless Wind". "Now, who else wants to come up and educate me? Let me remind you, I am Jide Rowe Lockhart, a third-class recipient of the Order of Merlin, an honorary member of the Alliance Against Dark Arts, and a five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award—but I don’t talk about that, I don’t rely on it. The one whose smile drives away all the female ghosts!"

This was the third time he repeated this sentence, but everyone present could not help but shudder.

terrible……

They now understood that this man was definitely an extremely powerful wizard, and his previous behavior was probably because the boss was in a mood to play tricks on them.

Angry?How not to be angry!They were completely fooled by this guy!But none of them dared to show this anger on their faces - after all, fear of the great wizard overwhelmed all emotions.

Ricardo Silva was not so scary a year ago!After all, in their eyes, the young man only relied on his proficiency in magic spells and superb dodge skills to defeat them, while the man in front of them used a spell that they could not understand to forcefully defeat them. You lose your self-confidence!

(Ricardo: Ah, yes, yes, I can defeat you with a single hand of ordinary magic spells. It’s not scary at all)

So now...

Looking at the man in front of him who was deep in thought - no one dared to step forward to make a sneak attack. A dark wizard who was close to him took a trembling step forward and asked in a trembling voice with a flick of his tongue:

"I, I, I, I...can we go, my lord...my lord?"