Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 166 Hogwarts Facing Bankruptcy

"I think I already know what happened here." Dumbledore stood behind Hera, wearing a long green robe, with a confused and worried expression on his face.

"How did it happen?"

"Actually, I don't know what happened to Professor Lockhart either, but he kept saying 'he was wrong' and then just ran headfirst out of the classroom." Hera staggered a step, allowing Dumbledore to see the pool of blood in front of him.

"Lockhart was just here - lying in this pool of blood, badly wounded."

"He must have wanted to remind us of something, but obviously someone didn't want us to know." Dumbledore said without hesitation, he lowered his body and carefully examined the pool of blood.

Carefully picking up a red hair from above, "I think Mr. Weasley is a bit careless." He tossed the hair aside casually.

"I don't think there are any more valuable clues here, and it's handled quite cleanly." Dumbledore stood up, his brows furrowed together.

A burst of thunderous footsteps reached their ears, and Professor Snape appeared out of breath. He obviously ran over, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Headmaster," he said, eyes widening, "I heard there was an accident here - Lockhart he -"

"I think we are all here for this matter." Dumbledore said, "But obviously the perpetrator is quite skilled, and he erased all traces that can be traced."

Professor McGonagall also came over, and the tall hat on her head was tilted to one side, which was extremely rare for her.

"What's going on? The students are discussing in the hallway." Professor McGonagall said anxiously, her wand tightly clutched in her hand.

Neither Dumbledore nor Hera spoke, and then they heard something, no doubt, some other professors.

Maybe there were some students who wanted to come over curiously to see what happened, but they were all shattered by Snape's cold eyes. They turned their bodies stiffly, and took back the steps they took.

"What's going on here? I heard from the children that Lockhart had an accident?" Professor Flitwick came running up, his strides so small that he was one of the last to get to the scene - it took just as much time for Professor Sprout to get back from the Greenhouse.

"I think we have reached a very difficult moment." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, even if he had learned that Voldemort was parasitized on the back of Quirrell's head, he was not so nervous.

"Are we really going to be forced to close the school?" Professor McGonagall asked worriedly, her voice almost choked.

"I don't think it's that moment yet." Dumbledore sighed a long time, staring down at the pool of blood with his hands behind his back.

Everyone was silent, and they bent down to carefully examine the bloodstains on the scene, but to their disappointment, they did not find any valuable clues.

"This matter should already be discussed in the castle. Professors, I hope you can calm the students down." Dumbledore's eyes behind the half-moon lenses were shining with a faint blue light. "And you, Hera, I will trouble you again. Until we find Professor Lockhart and confirm his safety, you will be in charge of teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts course."

"Okay, Mr. Headmaster." Hera nodded, this was the most serious and serious time since he knew Dumbledore.

He suddenly felt the pressure on his body.

After Dumbledore explained the matter, he quickly walked towards the castle. He was going to search Lockhart's office, hoping to gather some clues inside.

The auditorium was still crowded, and all the students were discussing Lockhart's affairs. The professors sat in the guest seats, silently eating the meals on the silver plate in front of them, but the delicious food in the past always felt that they lost their color today. The steak in front of Professor McGonagall was almost shredded, and she had no intention of putting it in her mouth.

"I hope everyone can trust the professors, we will definitely deal with these - things." Professor Flitwick stood on the chair with several books piled up on it with great effort. Even so, he was only about the same height as the sitting Professor Snape.

The students fell silent suddenly, listening to Professor Flitwick's speech in silence.

"Actually, I don't need to say, everyone is aware of the situation we are facing. I hope everyone must pay attention to protecting themselves." Professor Flitwick's eye sockets were rosy, and he wiped them with his fingers embarrassingly.

After he sat down, all the students chattered immediately.

However, the students were generally divided into two factions, one was the pure-blood faction headed by Slytherin, and the other was Muggles and half-blood wizards. They were all in danger, lest they be the next victim.

But when everyone's eyes passed over Harry, they unconsciously shivered, including Slytherin.

"Next, I will temporarily take over the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I hope everyone can be more serious this semester. I know that the first half of the school year has made things easier for you." Hera also got up and said, and he sat down directly after speaking.

The professor at the guest table finally left. They were not in the mood to eat at all. Professor McGonagall threw the silver knife and fork on the dinner plate, paired with the steak that had been shredded earlier, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

The Gilderoy Lockhart affair, which turned an already tense atmosphere into genuine panic.Strange to say, the most puzzling thing is Professor Lockhart's strange behavior.

What could have caused him to lose his composure, to make Professor Lockhart, who had been through so many dangerous incidents, do that, people asked each other.

The students were almost scrambling to book seats on the Hogwarts Express, looking forward to being able to go home for Christmas.

"So, we must protect the students," Dumbledore folded his hands together, standing in front of him were several professors including Hera, Snape, and McGonagall. "Don't forget, there is also a Blake who is at large. We are not only facing the crisis of the secret room."

"Okay, Mr. Headmaster." Hera nodded, and he walked out of the headmaster's office quickly. He was really upset. He always felt that Lockhart's words must have some deep meaning, but he really didn't have any clue.

When he returned to the office, the door was ajar. Hera immediately leaned against the corridor vigilantly, took out a wand from her pocket, pointed the tip of the wand at the door, and gently pushed the door open with the other hand.

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