Chapter 560 Victor's New Invention

"... Let's start with the Killing Curse."

As soon as Natasha said this, the originally laughing expressions on everyone's faces froze immediately, and the happy atmosphere in the classroom disappeared.

"Professor... You are not kidding, are you?"

A Gryffindor boy asked cautiously.

But Natasha tilted her head and said:

"Of course not, I think the difficulty of the Killing Curse is already very low, isn't it?"

"Uh, I think you may have misunderstood me." The boy continued, "I mean, isn't it a joke that you want to teach us the Killing Curse?"

"Oh! You mean this!" Natasha said with a smile, "I don't think there is anything wrong with this. You know, the Killing Curse is a very powerful and direct offensive spell, which is very suitable for you little wizards who already have a certain magic foundation but lack actual combat capabilities."

The boy was speechless now. He scratched his head in confusion, as if he had not yet woken up from this shocking news.

Hermione was not so polite. She raised her hand suddenly, and when Natasha nodded for her to speak, she said,

"Professor! I think this is a bad idea! You know, the Killing Curse is one of the three Unforgivable Curses. You can't..."

"Oh! What a lovely girl, I... But I guess you don't like reading newspapers very much, otherwise you should know that the Ministry of Magic has long lifted the restrictions on the Unforgivable Curses, and the Killing Curse is now just an ordinary offensive spell."

After saying this, Hermione wanted to continue to refute, but Natasha looked at the clock on the wall, stopped Hermione directly, and continued:

"Okay, everyone, time waits for no one, let's get to the point.

The spell of the Kedavra is 'Avada Kedavra', which I believe many of you already know. At the same time, the release of the Kedavra spell does not have any special requirements for the trajectory of the wand. As long as your killing intention towards the target is strong enough, you can quickly cast a successful Kedavra spell in various postures.

How about it? Simple enough?"

As she spoke, Natasha suddenly waved the wand in her hand, and then a black rat with its limbs bound appeared on everyone's desk.

"The goal of your class is to kill the rat with the Kedavra Curse. The first person who succeeds will win 40 house points. On the contrary, those who have not released it successfully by the end of class will be deducted 10 house points!"

After that, Natasha waved her hand, indicating that it was time to start.

The students of Ravenclaw immediately moved.

Under the good example of Mike, the senior, they had no resistance to the so-called Unforgivable Curse. Some of them were even glad that they could learn the Killing Curse today. You know, ordinary wizards may never come into contact with the Killing Curse in their lifetime!

On the contrary, Gryffindor was silent. Learning the Killing Curse was too difficult for them to accept.

Natasha didn't care about this. She completely ignored Gryffindor and walked straight to the Ravenclaws. She patiently pointed out the mistakes made by the Ravenclaws in casting spells and corrected them one by one.

Under her guidance, a Ravenclaw soon cast the Killing Curse, which greatly encouraged the other Ravenclaws around them and accelerated their own spell casting speed.

With the first one, there will be the second, the third...

Until the end of the class, the Ravenclaws kept crackling, and those faint or bright green lights kept flashing, directly dyeing the Ravenclaws into a green world.

The little mice on the Gryffindor side were still struggling vigorously, and they kept chirping, as if they were also mocking the Gryffindors.

"Okay, Ravenclaw will get 40 points, and Gryffindor will lose 10 points each. Now, class is over!"

Natasha said, twisting her waist and slowly leaving, and the Ravenclaw students also left.

As for the Gryffindor side, there were many Sima faces.

Deducting 10 points from each person almost directly deducted all the house points they had accumulated this semester!

They really didn't know how to face the other Gryffindor students now.

"This is simply outrageous! She actually taught us the Killing Curse, what a crazy woman!"

Hermione said viciously, and her chest was still rising and falling violently while she spoke, obviously she was very angry.

Harry frowned and said to Hermione:

"Hermione, the days ahead will be even harder. In my opinion, why don't we go to Mike for help?"

Hearing this, Ron and Hermione both looked at Harry in disbelief.

"Why do you think so? Didn't you hate Mike so much not long ago?"

"Well, it was just some small misunderstandings." Harry scratched his head and replied, "Now I understand Mike. It's not easy for him either."

Ron seemed eager to try. He had never blamed Mike from the beginning, so he would not reject this plan at this moment.

Hermione looked at Harry with a complicated expression and said hesitantly:

"I think we should wait a little longer."

"Why?"

Harry asked.

"Because Dumbledore just died not long ago!" Hermione said in a stronger tone, "What do you think of asking Mike for help at this critical moment!"

After that, Hermione walked away with her schoolbag in her arms.

Only Harry and Ron were left standing there, looking a little at a loss.

At the same time, Mike and others in the Masonic Secret Realm gathered in Victor's laboratory.

Victor, in a mechanical body wearing a white suit, suddenly appeared on the laboratory table in the center of the laboratory, closed his eyes and bowed deeply to everyone, saying:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my Victor's new product launch! Today, I will let you see

the future!"

Victor gently waved his right hand, and a small wooden stick that was almost the same as a magic wand appeared in his hand.

"First, I want to show you the cleaning spell!"

Victor said, and then he gently pressed a button on the handle of the small wooden stick.

Then, the small ball of filth on the table in front of the small wooden stick that Victor had deliberately smeared on it disappeared immediately.

Victor smiled and nodded to everyone, then changed another wooden stick and said:

"Next is the spring of water."

The tip of the stick sprayed clear water.

"Anti-moisture and heat preservation!"

"Restore as before!"

...

In a short while, dozens of magic wands piled up in front of Victor, and corresponding to the number of magic wands, Victor also released most of the life-related spells.

Mike and others looked at him in silence, with some doubts on their faces.

They didn't understand the meaning of Victor's actions.

Seeing this, Victor immediately acted as if he was disappointed with his friend and said to everyone:

"Don't you understand yet? Those spells I just released did not involve any chanting or waving of wands!

I carefully studied the works of various wand-making masters, and finally came up with these works!

I carved a large number of magic glyphs inside this wand. With the help of these patterns, it can spontaneously absorb the magic power in the user's body, and then automatically convert it into spells in the body, and finally release it!"

Victor roared hard, but after his explanation, Mike and others still looked indifferent.

After a long time, Mike said slowly:

"Of course I have seen this point. But... what's the use of this thing?"

"What's the use? Boss, how can you ask such a stupid question?" Victor said excitedly, "You are a cross-era work! It can allow people with magic in their bodies to release spells that they don't have! Do you know how rare this is?" Mike

shook his head and said:

"Victor, I know very well that this is a cross-era work, but it's not perfect now, right? Let's think about it, what can it be used for?

As a weapon for the army?

No, forget it.

The power of the spells it can release is too small.

What about as a commodity?

No, that won't work.

Those wizards will not spend money to buy such a useless thing.

And as you said before, a large number of spells need to be engraved inside it, which means that its cost is very high. I really can't find a way to make it pay for itself."

"Um... this..." Victor stammered, "Maybe we can sell it to the Squibs! I dare say no Squib can refuse it! Casting spells is simply a dream for these Squibs, and they are even willing to attend those fraudulent cram schools for this! And each wand can only cast one spell, so they will definitely buy many wands to cast more spells!"

"But the Squibs are all poor, are you sure they really have the money to buy your wand?"

Victor's face fell instantly, staring blankly at the pile of wands on the table, his eyes somewhat desperate.

Seeing this, Mike shook his head.

Victor made the same mistake that many scientists would make, that is, he was obsessed with the study of science and ignored the needs of investors.

The so-called investors, their purpose of investing in scientists is nothing more than to make a profit.

But scientists often ignore the adaptability of their products to the market because of the favorable experimental environment. In their eyes, the breakthrough and innovation of the technology are the most important, as for the cost and adaptability issues, they have never considered them at all.

But this is also a good thing. After all, at least Victor has researched the technology now. As for reducing costs, it can be polished slowly later!

Thinking of this, Mike's expression became better. He patted Victor on the shoulder and said,

"Okay, Victor, you don't have to be discouraged. The technology you have created is indeed unprecedented! As long as you can polish it a little, I believe your name will be recorded in history in the future!"

"Really?"

Victor stared at Mike blankly, his eyes full of longing.

Mike nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Victor took a deep breath, picked up a pile of magic wands on the table and rushed to the small room inside the laboratory. While running, he was still muttering words like "I won't let you down", which made Mike and others laugh.

Everyone felt that after being completely transformed into a machine, Victor seemed to become more cheerful and happier, which was something everyone liked to see.

After laughing for a while, Benjamin finally walked to Mike's side and carefully handed a report to Mike.

After Mike opened the report and read it for a while, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold face.

This is a report on the current situation of Hogwarts.

It details the series of reforms and restrictions that Chris has made to Hogwarts since he became the headmaster of Hogwarts.

In fact, Mike has never relaxed his control over Hogwarts. After all, this is his birthplace and arsenal, and it is also the most central location of the entire Yingguo wizard world.

And now, Chris, that guy, actually ran to his base camp to make trouble, trying to eliminate Mike's influence and rule Hogwarts himself.

This is something Mike cannot tolerate.

He pursed his lips and said,

"How are the injuries of the wizards in Los Santos?"

"Except for some permanently disabled wizards who are still adapting to alchemical prostheses, the rest of the wizards have recovered and started training." Benjamin said with a serious face, "But I don't recommend that you send troops to Hogwarts now."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because the students in Hogwarts are not out of money yet!" Benjamin said firmly, "If you rescue them now, you won't get much gratitude, because they haven't been tortured that much, so they naturally don't feel much about being rescued.

And you just killed Dumbledore not long ago. Although it is understandable, ordinary people won't know about it, and they will only resent you.

But when they have been tortured and can't stand it anymore, it will be different if you take action. They will all regard you as their savior!"

Mike looked at Benjamin's serious expression, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he nodded slowly, approving Benjamin's plan, and said,

"Then let's do as you say.

But we must do the preliminary preparations first, let the Los Santos Wizards wait in the Masonic Secret Realm. In addition, various resources should also start to be moved into the Masonic Secret Realm. I estimate that after this battle, the war between us and Chris Flint will officially begin."

Hearing this, Benjamin and others looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces were all determined.

"Yes! Boss!"