The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"What do you say?"

With such a rhetorical question, Ricardo, pretending to be Lockhart, raised his hand, and the parchment prepared in school appeared in front of everyone.

"Although I also want to use a few reasons to fool you, saying that you are not good people or something. Unfortunately - I have almost passed the hypocritical age where I want to achieve my goals and appear sanctimonious - or, in other words, you are not qualified. Make me sanctimonious."

"Let's make a contract. From now on, you can practice some interesting magic with me every night, or... you can also choose to be thrown in front of the Ministry of Magic after I cast the Forgetting Curse. However, maybe you can find some loopholes in it. ?”

After hearing the last sentence, all the dark wizards habitually looked at the contents of the contract:

1. On the afternoon of Christmas, I came here to conduct my research;

2. The contractor shall not tell any other existence in this life, and shall not let anyone else discover this matter;

3. During the experiment, I will ensure your life safety;

4. The final right of interpretation belongs to me. If anyone escapes or violates the rules, he will bear the consequences. If someone reports to others and it is verified, he can receive five thousand gold galleons in his hands.

5. Tip: If you violate the contract, you will be involuntarily brought to the Ministry of Magic, where you will be seen by everyone and arrested.

It's not a difficult contract, everyone thought in unison, but the final right of interpretation and reporting rewards... do limit their opportunities for manipulation.

"What do you want me to do?" a dark wizard said gruffly, "If it is an experiment about life and death, then this benefit is not enough."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, but this time, I will answer this question." Ricardo tapped his right hand and cast a spell on the dark wizard. "The average level is like this. Oh, by the way, I don't know how to use it. Of a wand.”

The dark wizard twitched visibly, and then fell to the ground in pain.

"Okay, let's make a contract. I believe that as dark wizards, you can completely bear this level."

Ricardo looked around and saw fear, anger, and...pleasure in these people's eyes.

A dark wizard suddenly stretched out his wand, and just when everyone thought he was going to resist, he actually pointed the tip of the wand at his own finger.

"Fractured!"

The small cutting spell cut his index finger, and the wizard knelt down tremblingly and wrote his name on the parchment.Soon, a golden light appeared on the paper, and then returned to Ricardo.

"Very good," Ricardo's smile was a little weird, "A contract written in blood, this is a good start."

There is an unwritten rule in contract magic, "life for blood."In other words, if a person signs a contract with blood without any coercion, then the person must complete the contract completely and must not try to find loopholes in the contract or make any negligence. Otherwise, no matter what the contract is, What, that person ends up dying in pain.

Moreover, there is a big loophole here: the contractor cannot exploit the loophole, but the contractor can interpret the content of the contract at will.

This is very... strange. After all, Ricardo was the one who even left loopholes for himself to exploit when making a contract with Voldemort...

He... marked "Christmas period", but not "this year"...

Originally, he planned to use this to threaten those who did not cooperate. After all, life threats are not a problem at all times. Evil thoughts will accumulate due to sin. Even if he has found an outlet for his "(pseudo) second personality", he will still be Be careful not to block the outlet.

As long as they violate the contract, they will be forced to come to the Ministry of Magic every Christmas.This happens once a year...

And now... he seems to have found a good subordinate?Once the blood contract is violated, the pain it will cause is not something ordinary people can accept.

Ricardo was a teacher in his previous life, and he knew how to read people's skills to some extent. The guy in front of him may not be very loyal to him, but he is just a little person who is good at changing the situation.

This guy doesn't have much willpower, but if he doesn't have enough interests, this guy won't pose a threat to him.

But...for future speculation, this guy should be the one to deal with. There is no need to accept him as his subordinate.

This is a world that seems very low-demon, but there are high-demon creations (time turners, magic stones, etc.). Power is king. One person may not be able to form an army, but if a wizard's power reaches a certain level, then from the beginning It is not a problem to destroy a country in the end (learn about the time turner, apparation and thunderbolt explosion, maybe it will be more comfortable to leave the body).

Therefore, Ricardo believes that there is really no need to accept his subordinates. It is better to polish his own abilities. When he is strong enough, he will naturally have followers.

Cattle and sheep only travel in groups, while tigers and leopards always travel alone.

"I'm very happy to have such a leader," Ricardo said after thinking for a while whether to accept this leader, "Then, the remaining dark wizards, are you challenging my patience?"

Other dark wizards were busy using transfiguration to change, or taking out pens from their pockets and writing their names on the parchment.But it's a pity that no one uses blood anymore.

"What's your name?" Ricardo asked the man.

"Oh, sir, my name is An Luo."

The dark wizard leaned over, looking frightened, but Ricardo saw the curve of the corners of his mouth before he lowered his head.

I'm afraid you don't have desire.

"Okay, An Luo," Ricardo said, taking a step forward, "You make me very satisfied, very satisfied. In the past few days, you can lead this group of people. Everyone will see him as they see me. If you are dissatisfied, If you are interested, you can communicate with me."

This is promised with power.

"In addition, if I am satisfied enough with this holiday, then I will let you share the thousand gold galleons in my hand. An Luo will be responsible for this matter."

This is what Eli promised.

With this promise of power and benefit, An Luo straightened up as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and shouted energetically:

"Promise to complete the mission, sir!"

The people around also became lively.You know, there are only thirty or forty dark wizards here, and one thousand gold galleons... How do you think they can get about thirty gold galleons!This is already a huge sum of money for a dark wizard who has been through the bloody storm all year round.

This also ensures that they will most likely not let anyone else know about it.There was only so much cake, and they didn't have the inclination to share it with others.

Ricardo looked at the people who were excited for the benefits, and smiled slightly, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Volunteer...you will learn the meaning of this word later...

"Oh, Mr. Silva pretending to be Lockhart," suddenly, a voice appeared in his ear, "here is an invitation for you."