After the professors brought Lockhart to Madam Pomfrey, the students of Hogwarts and the exchange students from Durmstrang dispersed noisily, and this farce finally ended. Professor Mag felt exhausted from the bottom of her heart. She looked at the empty seats in the auditorium and sighed. "Headmaster Dumbledore, you have made a wrong decision."
Dumbledore smiled. "Nothing is absolutely wrong, Mileva. There are only suitable and unsuitable. "
"It's only the first day …" Professor Mag sighed. "It's only the first day, and a professor is already injured. Although I don't like Professor Lockhart, he's too frivolous … but this kind of treatment is too much for him. How is Professor Lockhart? "
"His memory went back to three years ago …" Dumbledore said calmly.
"Speaking of which, when Madam Pomfrey was treating him, she found something interesting. His memory for the past three years was very messy. When Madam Pomfrey was retrieving his memory, she only saw countless messy, indescribable bad memories. It was like the memory of a crazy monster that was stirred up by a forgetting spell.
"Madam Pomfrey said that just reading these memory fragments was going to drive her crazy!"
"But when Madam Pomfrey was reading Lockhart's memory from three years ago, she accidentally discovered something … Mileva, although I don't want to believe it, I'm afraid Professor Lockhart will have to receive treatment in Azkaban!"
"Azkaban has already been occupied by the dark warlocks!" Professor Mag answered instinctively. Then, his expression changed, and he asked, "What happened?"
"Professor Lockhart is suspected of using a forgetting spell to steal other people's' experiences'. We have already found a victim. He was attacked by Professor Lockhart after he told Professor Lockhart about his journey with vampires … There might be many more victims like him. The adventures that Professor Lockhart wrote about in his best-selling book might have all been stolen from others. "
"Oh my god!" Professor Mag was in disbelief.
Dumbledore whispered, "In order to protect the school's reputation, we will announce that Professor Lockhart has lost a portion of his memory due to a teaching accident, and needs to receive treatment at St. Mungo's. The Defense Against Black Magic class will be temporarily handed over to … Professor Chen Ang, who came for the exchange from Durmstrang. "
"What?" Professor Mag's eyes widened as she screamed, "You want a dark warlock to teach a defense against black magic class? It's better to let Snape take over. I know he's been eyeing that position for a long time. "
"This is what Professor Snape suggested!" Dumbledore said in a low voice.
Professor Mag was in disbelief. She grabbed the hem of Dumbledore's robe, and asked in horror, "Is he crazy? Headmaster, Snape is mad, are you mad too? How much trouble did that professor cause in class today? "
"Sometimes, if you don't give people a chance, you will never be able to see them clearly." Dumbledore smiled. "If you don't let Professor Chen try, how will you know if he is suitable or not?"
Chen Ang returned to the dormitory with Demstrong's students. Yakov had already recovered from his madness. After hearing what had happened from his classmates, his little face was pale with fright. When he saw Chen Ang walk up to him, he trembled and stammered, "Pra … Professor! I didn't do it on purpose. I dreamed of the old gods last night. They controlled everything I did. "
"There are no old gods, Yakov," Chen Ang said, shaking his head.
"Only me!"
"Although the existences in the poems that I made you memorize still exist, they are far away from this world. The chaos in this world, although still as chaotic, is not as indescribably terrifying. Those poems and magic books cannot communicate with those Great Old Ones. They only described the nature of magic chaos, and made your mind more sensitive.
"Sensitive enough to touch the 'Well of Eternity'. What you see is my reflection in the Well of Eternity, a distorted shadow because of the huge arcane energy and chaotic magic."
Yakov was even more terrified. If Chen Ang had been a terrifying Black Devil in their hearts before, he was now an omniscient and omnipotent Evil God.
Looking at the little wizards who were trembling like quails, the little girl's hair that was tangled together and tied into a dead knot, Yakov's tongue that was trembling and hitting against his teeth, and the six eyes of a tall wizard who was crying tears of blood behind his neck, Wickidor Krum's lower jaw was full of octopus-like tentacles. The tentacles twitched as if they were convulsing, stretching towards Chen Ang's back.
Chen Ang could not help but sigh. "It's alright, Yakov," he said calmly. "You did well."
"All of you must be wondering what the nature of magic and power you gained from touching the 'old gods' in your dreams is. In the first few lessons, I mainly talked about how to control and protect one's own spirit. Some people learned this well and managed to maintain their human form. Some people didn't learn it well, or they rashly came into contact with the 'Old Gods', causing their bodies to mutate. "
"All of you feel stronger and stronger day by day, and your magic grows at an exponential rate. I know that most of you are afraid of this, and think that the power of the 'old gods' and 'monsters' has infected you."
"But today, I'm going to tell you about the origin of the black magic you learn. According to research, most wizards' magic comes from their own bloodline. Wizards have magical bloodlines that are of the same origin as magical animals, which nourishes your magic, so your magic will gradually grow as you grow older. "
"Secondly, some magic items that are closely related to wizards will also interact with each other because of their connection with wizards. When your magic power stimulates the growth of the magic items, it will also grow due to the reverse effect. All powerful magic items, such as the old wand, can also make a wizard's magic power stronger."
"But at the end of the day, wizards still use the power within their bodies. The magic power nourished by your bloodline. Your magic power originates from your physical strength, life force, and vitality … Wizards use magic spells to move the power of the entire world outside their bodies. This is the magic power and spell system. But I'm not satisfied with this. I hope to find the huge system that wizards use to pry open, and in turn, stimulate wizards, transform you, and obtain power that is far stronger than relying on bloodline growth. "
"This is the origin of my black magic system … I found a new plane, a world beyond our world. There is an endless amount of power there. The whole process is a secret, but in the end, I absorbed this power into our world and opened up a 'well' that connects our world to that world."
"That is the 'Well of Eternity', the source of darkness, the source of arcane magic, and the energy core of the universe."
"The controller of the Well of Eternity is an existence known as' Morgoth '. He discovered this world and radiated his power to this world. The power of the Well of Eternity that I discovered is a kind of pure energy known as arcane energy, while the power that Morgoth radiated to this world is a kind of chaotic magic with its own characteristics, which is full of darkness and chaos."
"Morgoth distorted my shadow, so that anyone who pursues arcane power will be infected with chaotic magic in their dreams. The Well of Eternity is a powerful source of radiation, with a powerful energy comparable to a star that can destroy the world. Every second, the energy absorbed from the Well of Eternity can destroy this planet more than ten times. Therefore, when your magic is exposed to its radiation, it will grow thousands of times faster. If you have enough willpower to control this power, and enough wisdom to control this power, you will be omnipotent! "
"If you have the determination, you can use Morgoth's power to explore the secrets of the Well of Eternity. Find a way to influence, control, and use this magnificent power!"
"As your mentor, I have already guided you to the foot of this path … The rest of the path is up to you!"
Looking at the dumbfounded exchange students of Durmstrang, Chen Ang turned around and returned to his room, leaving behind a group of trembling wizards, shocked by his words.
'How long will it take for this setting to reach Dumbledore's ears? How long will Dumbledore consider before seeking death to sense the power of the Well of Eternity? ' Chen Ang pondered, 'Should I give Harry some hints, lest he finds it difficult to compete with Dumbledore for the title of the next Dark Devil? Or give Malfoy a chance? '
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