Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

As soon as Tver finished speaking, the two masses of magic power completely merged into one, collapsed, and then suddenly expanded as if they were inflated, forming an extremely huge magic power!

Even more than the total of the two combined!

"Why is this happening?" Cynthia took a step back in surprise.

If she doesn't do this, this magic will swallow her up!

Looking at the bulging magic mass, Tver fell into deep thought.

He didn't know what kind of state this was. Logically speaking, the fusion was magic power. Even if it was transformed by soul, this would not happen.

According to physics, magic power is conserved and can flow, but it will not increase or decrease out of thin air.

unless……

As if thinking of something, Tver strode forward. Under Cynthia's shocked eyes, a little black ghost ran into the magic group.

……

In Malvolio's senses, his current state was completely different from the state in his soul.

When he transformed into a soul, he always felt that something was pulling him, locking him firmly in this world.

But now, he seemed to be in the clouds and mist, light and free, with a feeling of freedom.

No, he is Yunwu!

Because a dazzling white mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes!

It was at this time that he ended his misty state and realized the return of his body and will.

Malvolio lay face up, and there was silence in his ears. The faint whistling sound that had been lingering in his ears just now disappeared.

Have it.

A strange whimpering sound sounded softly in the ears, and the whimpering sounds heard in the left and right ears were different. It seemed that hundreds of people were discussing quietly in their ears.

Or rather, hundreds of ghosts.

Only then did he discover his biggest problem.

He didn't open his eyes, but he "saw" the white fog!

Malvolio opened his eyes suddenly in shock. He clearly felt that he had made this action, but his eyes were still covered in white, exactly the same as when he closed his eyes!

This caused him to suddenly fall into a terrifying hallucination as if he couldn't control himself.

calm.

Malvolio took a deep breath and slowly climbed up, only to realize the difference between the fog now and before.

There seemed to be something hidden in the fog in front of me, as if it was about to break through.

A feeling of resistance suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is his territory!

As his angry thoughts appeared, the white mist suddenly began to billow, like waves, surging around one after another.

It was this continuous impact that caused the white mist around Malvolio to gradually dissipate, revealing his true face.

A small room?

A shabby little bed, a wardrobe that had been eaten away by insects but was still solid.

This is the room I had when I was in the orphanage?

Malvolio's long-lost memories are gradually awakened.

This was the room he lived in from the time he was sent to the orphanage until he graduated from Hogwarts.

From the ceiling, to the floor, to the squeaky windows, nothing has changed.

He is the only one who has changed...

As the memories came to mind, Malvolio seemed to smell a faint musty smell in the room.

Only then did he realize that he was naked, but it didn't matter. He walked to the closet with a chuckle and opened it.

Sure enough, a suitable set of clothes appeared inside.

Malvolio changed into it very comfortably. The style of the clothes was the casual suits that he often wore in his student days. He was actually taller and thinner than before, but the clothes still fit his body very well. .seven

It was as if he expected that after fifty-one years, he would return to his former home.

"To be honest, I have imagined many places, but I didn't expect that your trance dreamland would be here."

A black kid walked out of the door, but the words he spoke were in Tver's voice.

The kid looked at this place with great interest, as if there was some secret hidden in the simple room.

Malvolio looked at his present state with a strange expression.

"I didn't expect you to appear in such an image. If it were revealed that the Dark Lord who intends to subvert the world has such an appearance in private, no one would be willing to believe it..." He complained helplessly.

In front of outsiders, Tver is always a calm and elegant nobleman, but when he gets along with familiar people, he can subvert everyone's imagination and doesn't care about everyone's complaints about him.

The kid shrugged nonchalantly.

Wait, it looks like there are no shoulders right now?

"In such a dangerous place as the Twisted Illusion, of course I have to use this kid to explore the way."

"If it's particularly dangerous here, you'll lose a curse anyway. If there's no danger, doesn't it prove that you're fine?"

"It's not a loss no matter what!"

Even though the kid couldn't make many expressions and spoke with a sense of distortion, Malvolio could hear the excitement in his tone.

"I knew you wouldn't do anything pointless," Malvolio said angrily.

"But what about the other soul? Why don't you feel too much confrontation?"

"I destroyed his will when I came in." The kid put his hands on his hips and said easily.

"That Voldemort doesn't have much strength at all, especially in the illusion. He doesn't even know where this place is."

"He scratched his head there for a long time and was startled by the sudden appearance of me. Then of course I simply used the power of the curse to kill him."

"It was under his own curse that Voldemort deserved his death."

"But the question is, how do I get out?"

Malvolio walked towards the door. There was actually nothing there, but it was still covered by white mist.

This time, no matter how hard he drove his will, he could not move away the white mist.

"I don't know either, but I know that your soul power has become much stronger now. Next, you will probably get rid of the shackles of the Horcrux."

"Then how to get rid of it?"

"I don't know, it probably has something to do with this room. That's why I was looking at this place as soon as I came in."

The kid wandered around the small room, found nothing, and returned to Malvolio.

"The illusion is a reflection of the human heart. This room must be extremely important to you. You might as well think back. What happened here that was particularly important to you?"

"Important things?" Malvolio smiled contemptuously, "Here, all I experience is incomprehension and conflict."

"After graduating from Hogwarts, I have never been back here. In fact, after the fifth grade, I rarely stay here for a long time."

"I thought it was weird too. I thought it would be the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts, or King's Cross Station or something."

The kid stretched out his fingerless hand to touch his almost invisible chin, lowering his head in thought.

"why?"

Malvolio doesn't know what happened to Harry Potter in the plot, and it's very interesting why Chitwell said that.

"Isn't Hogwarts a place like home to you? It must mean a lot."

"King's Cross Station is the starting point for you to officially become a wizard. It must also have a unique meaning for you..."

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

The kid looked at Malvolio who was stunned on the spot in surprise.

"I finally know why it's here." He said naa-na.

"This is the starting point of my life..."

"That was the first time someone in this room told me that I was not a freak, but a wizard."

“This is the starting point for me to end my lack of understanding of myself, and the end of my confusion.”

As he comes to terms with his past, Malvolio's voice becomes ethereal and his figure gradually becomes pale.

"Tver, only by looking directly at the past can we move towards the future."