Ability sharing means that as long as his clone learns various amazing magic in the Harry Potter World, his main body in the Marvel Universe can also use them.
Even though he doesn't have a wand in the Marvel Universe, it doesn't matter.
According to his understanding, not everyone in the Harry Potter World uses a wand to cast spells. High-level Wizards can cast spells wandlessly, and Wizards in Africa have always used traditional gestures to cast spells.
It's just that wand casting is faster and more effective, which is why most Wizards choose to use wands.
Alternatively, he could learn to make wands himself later. There are many things with special energy in the Marvel Universe, so he might not fail to find suitable materials for wands.
Although the magic in the Harry Potter World is not very destructive, it is very functional. Some spells even seem to touch very high-level rules.
Setting aside other things, as long as he can learn Apparition, at least in the Marvel Universe, he can escape from most enemies even if he can't defeat them.
"But before that, I need to figure out how to reasonably eliminate that Dark Wizard!"
Killing someone, if it were George in his previous life, he really wouldn't dare.
In his previous life, he was just a corporate drone. Let alone killing people, he had never even killed a chicken. When he went to the supermarket to buy groceries, he only bought processed, ready-to-cook chickens.
However, in this life, in just three months, he had already become accustomed to it.
Because in these three months, he had already killed twelve people in real combat.
The laboratory doesn't keep waste. As a Mutant being trained to be a killer in the future, besides normal ability practice, he also learned how to kill people.
And the fastest method was real combat.
He had no choice, because if he didn't kill people in real combat, he would be killed.
This was also one of the reasons he urgently wanted to escape the laboratory.
Although he wasn't a great philanthropist, he had his own bottom line and didn't like to indiscriminately kill the innocent.
Actually, he could also choose to report the Dark Wizard. At this time, if he reported the Dark Wizard to the Ministry of Magic, it would most likely succeed.
It just so happened that he lived with the Dark Wizard in Knockturn Alley, making it easy to contact an Auror.
Dora didn't dare to do this because she grew up under the Dark Wizard's torment, and her fear of the Dark Wizard was ingrained, making her rather commit suicide than resist.
However, this might leave future troubles.
That is, if the Auror didn't take action in time, the Dark Wizard might have a chance to abscond with the money, and might even retaliate against him.
But if he could kill the Dark Wizard without a trace, he would not only eliminate future troubles but also inherit all of the Dark Wizard's assets.
Through Dora's memories, he knew that the Dark Wizard had no relatives left. Once the Dark Wizard died, he, as the adopted son, would be the sole heir.
Furthermore, he wasn't without confidence.
Firstly, the Dark Wizard had no defenses against him whatsoever.
Because in the Dark Wizard's eyes, Dora was a very timid and weak child who didn't even have a wand and hadn't learned any spells.
Secondly, he had experience using his ability to control blades to single-handedly kill ordinary mercenaries.
When a Wizard is caught off guard and ambushed, their reaction speed won't be much faster than an ordinary person's. At most, their physique is special, making them not so easy to die.
Finally, because he wasn't using magic and didn't have a wand, the chances of being discovered by an Auror afterwards were very small.
Of course, such things are hard to say, and there is always a possibility of failure.
But nothing ventured, nothing gained. If this venture succeeded, he would not only have a house in this World but also gain a lot of wealth, enough for him to focus on studying and learning magic in the early stages.
As far as he knew, the Dark Wizard had earned a lot of money over the years by selling various illegal Potions.
"You woke up half an hour late today. Do you want me to use the Deformation Curse again to turn you into a mouse and roast you over a candle?"
Just as George was thinking, the room door suddenly opened, and a bald Old Wizard in a black Wizard's robe looked at George with eyes as cold as a snake.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Merton, I'm coming right away."
George imitated Dora's usual trembling and subservient manner, quickly got up and dressed.
The bald Old Wizard narrowed his eyes and said,
"Little Dora, don't worry. Although I rejected Hogwarts' admission notice for you, as long as you serve me well as before, I will teach you some powerful magic that won't be worse than going to Hogwarts."
"Powerful magic, I guess it's all magic for cleaning and cooking."
George muttered to himself, maintaining a submissive expression on the surface.
Coming out of the cramped room, the Sun had just risen outside, around 6:30 AM.
"It's night in Marvel, and it's daytime here. This is quite convenient."
Controlling two bodies at the same time still felt a bit strange to him. Now, with one sleeping at night and the other active during the day, he could adapt first.
After leaving the small room down the corridor, according to Dora's memories, he began to prepare breakfast for the Old Wizard, clean the shop, stand at the door to attract customers, and so on, as usual.
The Potion shop in Knockturn Alley didn't have many normal customers. Normal Wizards wouldn't come to Knockturn Alley to buy Potions; there were legitimate Potion shops in Diagon Alley.
Most of the people who came here to buy Potions were Dark Wizards, or some Wizards who didn't strictly follow the Ministry of Magic's laws.
The Ministry of Magic usually turned a blind eye to such behavior.
Almost all Wizards knew what kind of goods were in Knockturn Alley, so how could the Ministry of Magic not know?
In George's opinion, this was also a very normal situation.
Rather than letting Dark Wizards cause trouble secretly, it was better to leave Knockturn Alley as it was.
This way, if something happened, there would still be clues to trace.
Moreover, many upper-class Wizards in the Wizarding World also needed Knockturn Alley to exist.
Lucius Malfoy, a noble figure in the Wizarding World, would occasionally resell the illegal Potions and magical items he brewed here for money.
Thus, it wasn't until around 4 PM that George finally found a suitable opportunity to act.
"I'm going to brew a Draught of Living Death. Close the shop temporarily and guard the door. Don't let anyone disturb me, or I'll make your life a living hell!"
The Old Wizard carefully took out precious magical herbs from several boxes and glared at George fiercely.
George immediately lowered his head and replied with a trembling voice,
"Yes, yes, I will make sure no one disturbs you."
The Old Wizard's words were not just a threat.
Previously, Dora, due to carelessness, allowed a customer to disturb the Old Wizard while he was brewing a Potion, causing the Potion to fail. The Old Wizard tormented her with Dark Arts for a whole night, and she almost didn't survive.
However, this was also an excellent opportunity for George to kill the Old Wizard.
According to what he learned from Dora's memories, the Draught of Living Death was a high-level Potion. Once consumed, a person's mind would be completely chaotic, turning them into a lunatic.
So its value was quite considerable.
However, the brewing of this Potion was very difficult, and the brewing process was also dangerous.
If not handled properly, it could easily explode, causing the Wizard to be injured or even die.
In fact, Potion brewing, especially high-level Potion brewing, was never a safe endeavor. Almost every year, Wizards died accidentally due to Potion brewing.
This was also one of the reasons why high-level Potions were expensive in the Wizarding World, and skilled Potioneers were rare.
Seeing the Old Wizard enter the special Potion brewing shed in the backyard, George immediately closed the shop door and quietly went to the window next to the shed, beginning to peek.
He saw the Old Wizard in front of the Potion brewing apparatus, taking out herbs such as Alihoots, Venomous Tentacula, Lacewing Flies, and the bile of a two-headed snake, processing them one by one, and then putting them into a cauldron to brew.
The Old Wizard had never taught Dora any magic, but to enable her to serve customers better, he had taught her a lot of knowledge about Herbology and Potions.
So, based on Dora's memories, George knew that the brewing stage was when Wizards were most prone to problems.
Because at this time, the Wizard not only had to wholeheartedly cast the corresponding spells but also continuously input magic to regulate the Potion.
"Explode for me!"
After enduring for a full hour, seeing that the Old Wizard had finally reached the Potion brewing step, George immediately activated his ability, causing the candlestick on the table to accidentally tip over, knocking over the cauldron that was being brewed.
The pasty Potion immediately spilled onto the table, mixing with the unused herbs on the table.
"Oh no!"
The Old Wizard quickly interrupted the brewing, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
He wanted to cast a defensive spell, but as soon as he raised his wand, the pasty Potion exploded with a roar.
The Old Wizard, who took the direct hit, was blown away, first violently hitting the wall of the shed, and then falling down, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
"A Wizard's body is indeed much stronger than an ordinary person's."
Seeing the seventy or eighty-year-old Old Wizard blown up like that, yet still not dead, George couldn't help but sigh.
If it were an ordinary person, even a young adult taking such a hit would likely be finished.
This was not a simple explosion, but an explosion from a failed Potion brewing, mixed with magical backlash and magical power turbulence, not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"Then I'll give you another harsh blow!"
At this moment, the veins on George's forehead bulged, and he activated all his abilities on the chandelier above the shed.
After gaining the Wizard Bloodline, he found that his Mutant abilities seemed to have improved significantly. Before, he could only control ten pounds of weight, but now, with full effort, it was at least fifty pounds.
If fully developed in the future, it would surely exceed the original limit of one hundred pounds.
The chandelier, which was already shaky from the explosion, instantly fell from the roof under George's full control, impaling the Old Wizard's face before he could react.
"Ah!"
A scream rang out. Under the force of George's power, the chandelier directly pierced through the Old Wizard's eye and into his brain.
With the normal physique of a Wizard, even if it's a severed limb, as long as they don't die immediately, they can be saved with healing magic and Potions, and even arms and legs can be fully reattached.
But if the brain is directly pierced like this, then apart from beings of Lord Voldemort's level, ordinary Wizards rarely survive.
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