Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 163 The Wizengamot
Dumbledore's class was very simple, the first half of the class was about theory, and in the second half of the class he conjured up a bunch of little devils for the students to observe.

Neville still couldn't pinch the little devil's face firmly, his finger was bitten a lot, and several little devils blew it together.

Just when he was crying and worried that he would be seriously ill, Dumbledore told them that these little guys created by the transformation technique did not have the ability to blow out poisonous gas, they just had a bit of bad breath, which was unacceptable...

Linde pinched the little devil's mouth and observed it carefully. The little devil saw Linde pointing his face at it, puffed up his face and wanted to blow on Linde, and then saw the magic wand in Linde's hand Suddenly it turned into a sharp knife.

boo boo ~ boo ~
A soft whistle came from its mouth.

Seeing the expression on the little devil's face, Linde became interested.

"It's unbelievable, foxes, little devils, Cornish elves, goblins, these mini sub-human races, they have their own costumes, their own social system, and even speak human language..."

"It's a pity that they are still classified as 'animals'." Jane propped her head up and said, the little devil in her hand had been thrown out by her, and she didn't dare to come back.

"That's right! It's really interesting. As far as their intelligence is concerned, they should be able to serve as human "assistants"!"

"Intelligence? It's okay, it's better than some dogs, mainly because they have no discipline and are evil and chaotic by nature. It's just because their body structure is similar to that of humans, and they just use human language."

"Oh?! How do you say that?" Linde looked at her with interest, and at the same time pulled off the little devil's boots and hat.

They also have the concept of "clothing", although most of them are similar, even as Dumbledore just introduced, this unique and fixed "clothing" has become one of their racial appearance characteristics.

"There is a book that describes it in detail, but I don't know if Hogwarts has it!"

"what book?"

""Magical Creatures: Demi-Human Chapter", this book has been boycotted now, and production has been discontinued a long time ago! Because the centaur and murloc waited for them to join the "animal" membership voluntarily."

These words startled Linde, he knew the book.

Last year, when he heard about Atlantis for the first time, Cedric told him which books he could learn about it. Among them was this book called "Magic Creatures: Demihumans".

But Linde watched "The Mysterious Atlantis" at that time, and the story of "White Ship" in it triggered a series of things later.So he didn't read the book "Magical Creatures: Subhumans" at the time.

"So it's this book!" Linde nodded knowingly, but he can borrow this book to read in the future as a pastime in his spare time.

After that, Linde started to play with the little devil in his hand again. If it wasn't Dumbledore's Transfiguration creation, if it wasn't in class, he would have cut this little guy open and studied it carefully.

As for why not study Humeizi and goblins... because they are too dirty, especially Humeizi, which even smells like blood.He could bear the smell of Snape's alchemy room, but that was what he asked of Snape.

Unlike Humeizi and goblins, Linde is not that interested in them.

I can only say that I am a little interested.

Soon, amidst the cheers and laughter of the young wizards, it was time for get out of class to end,

Linde was saying goodbye to Professor Dumbledore, but he didn't expect the professor to stop him,

"The matter about Lockhart has come to an end. He has been locked up for multiple charges of assaulting students, and he will go to court this Saturday." As he spoke, Dumbledore added, "Flint's parents Put a lot of pressure on the Ministry of Magic."

Linde was a little embarrassed, "He wants to take credit for this. The whole of Hogwarts, including Flint himself, thinks that Lockhart did it."

Dumbledore didn't say anything more about it. After tidying up the classroom with a wave of his wand, he walked out of the classroom with Linde,
"These are trivial matters. After all, Severus has already dealt with Lockhart's memory. Your role in this matter is just a victim who escaped death and accidentally discovered Lockhart's conspiracy. wizard."

Linde smiled, "Excluding Quirrell and Flint, this is also true!"

As he spoke, Linde suddenly thought of a point,

"Have they assessed Quirrell's mental state?"

"Psychological evaluation?!" Dumbledore raised his lower lip, and then thought for a while, "Probably not. As far as I know, the Ministry of Magic has never conducted an investigation in this area. Usually they have physical evidence and witnesses. You can solve the case with some magic spells, such as the flashback curse."

Flashback Spell, an investigative spell in which one wand forces another to do a spell replay, and the forced one will eject previous spells and spells from the end of the wand in flashback object.

"That's great!" Linde smiled, and then explained, "It is said that some countries will lower the punishment because the perpetrator has a mental illness, and this is also taken advantage of by many caring people."

As he spoke, Linde shook his head, as if he felt distressed that such a good bill that clearly protects human rights was taken advantage of.

Dumbledore smiled silently when he heard his words,

"There are a lot of lunatics in wizards, so this should never happen in the wizarding world."

"It's true!"

"You're going to the jury next Saturday, and there should be some questions for you at the trial!"

"Um, can I not go?" Hearing this, Linde's first reaction was trouble and a waste of time.

Dumbledore stretched out his index finger and waved it, "This is not good, they have a very tough attitude, and you are indeed the one who caused the incident first."

Linde thought about it in his mind, combined with what he saw in the Daily Prophet, "What's the point of asking, the evidence is convincing!

Could it be that they still want to add some conspiracy theories to this matter?To reduce the reputation you and Hogwarts have grown in this matter? "

As he said that, Linde added, "By the way, you can transfer the anger of Lockhart's diehard fans to you or Hogwarts!"

Listening to Linde's words, Dumbledore looked at him in surprise, opened his mouth again and again, not knowing what to say, as if Linde had seen Dumbledore come to substitute for the class before.

"Hmm..." Dumbledore patted Linde on the shoulder, "I didn't expect you to think of so many things.

Well said, basically.But you don't need to worry about these. "

Dumbledore paused, his eyes were looking out of the window, his back was straightened, "These things are done by grown-ups."

Linde let out a breath, and he realized at this moment, yes, with Dumbledore here, what else is there to say.

"Then professor, when the time comes for the trial, I..."

"As we said, I know this is a piece of cake for you!"

Afterwards, Dumbledore informed Linde of the specific time and asked him to prepare in advance.

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There was nothing worth noting this week. Since the threat from Lockhart was gone, Harry started wandering around the castle every night, trying to find out where the basilisk was.

This made Linde admire him a little. It was just an unintentional remark of his at the time, and Harry insisted that there was only one possibility until now.

He felt that the basilisk was very pitiful from the bottom of his heart, and he really wanted to help the basilisk.

is a good boy!
At six o'clock on Saturday morning, Linde went back to the lounge for a while, then gave Andersen a day off, walked out of the lounge alone to the third floor of the castle.

At this time, he was wearing a casual loose black suit, wide-leg trousers, and a gold silk black robe over it.

Under the resentful eyes of the stone beast, Linde came to Dumbledore's office.The hearing started at nine o'clock in the morning, and the current time is almost 07:30.For a wizard who can apparate, this time is more than enough time to hurry.

When he came to the office, Dumbledore had just made two cups of Ceylon black tea.
"Sit down and rest for a while! It's the morning rush hour, but it's crowded." Dumbledore spread his hands, beckoning Linde to sit down, and at the same time, he handed him a copy of the Daily Prophet.

Linde thanked him, then picked up the black tea and took a sip, holding the newspaper in his right hand and looking at it.The front page was a photo of Lockhart. Linde was about to read the content, but lost interest when he saw that the writer was Rita Skeeter.

Linde has also read some of her articles before, or they are justifiably changing concepts and distorting the facts.Or it is to use some non-existent things to provoke war and confrontation.

This person is exactly the same as the one described in the original book.

Dumbledore suddenly said, "This is a new product from the Duke of Bees. It is said that some kind of secretion from an unknown creature is added to it."

puff!
Linde poohed twice lightly, as if spitting out tea leaves.But there is no tea in it at all.

"I think it's honey!" Dumbledore whispered suddenly.

"..."

Linde thought again of the day when Dumbledore took him to jump off Big Ben, this guy was completely an old boy.

But it's okay, just smile, it's less than ten years.Live long with this mindset.Thinking about it, Linde also put down the newspaper and laughed along with Dumbledore.

After drinking his tea, Dumbledore patted his thigh and stood up.

"Professor, how do we get there?" Linde hadn't been to the Ministry of Magic yet, and his concept of the Ministry of Magic was only those from his previous life.

"Well, considering that it's your first time going, we'd better take the regular passage!"

"So... to London first?" Linde asked.

Dumbledore nodded, then motioned for Lind to stand beside him.

Fox also flew over and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.

"To London, Fox."

Linde turned sideways slightly, and Dumbledore grabbed his wrist firmly at this moment.

I saw a line of fire suddenly gushing out of Fox's body, and it began to surround the bodies of Linde and Dumbledore at high speed, bringing bursts of flames.

But in the blink of an eye, their bodies were completely wrapped in flames.With a bang, the bodies of the two and one bird disappeared into the office.

Different from the squeezed space of human apparition, Linde was floating in a flame tunnel with Dumbledore at this time, but although it was a flame tunnel, Linde didn't feel the high temperature at all.

And Fox, who was originally on Dumbledore's shoulder, flew in front of the two of them like a pilot bird.
Linde was about to take a closer look, but suddenly his eyes were completely covered in golden red. At the same time, he felt his feet landing on the ground, and Dumbledore let go of his wrist.

When they opened their eyes again, they were on a bleak side street with a few shabby-looking offices, a tavern, and a dump truck that was overflowing.

"This is an alley in Baker Street," said Dumbledore.

"But... Isn't Baker Street very busy, why..."

The Baker Street in Linde's memory is located in the west of downtown London. It was laid in the 18th century and named "Baker" in memory of the builder William Baker.

It used to be a residential area for upper-class residents, and finally became famous because of the Sherlock Holmes series of detective novels.

In the past two years, No. 221B here was transformed into the Sherlock Holmes Museum.And thanks to the huge influence of Sherlock Holmes, this place is very prosperous.

"It's just a little spell!" Dumbledore smiled, and at the same time signaled Fox to let her go back by herself.

Linde looked around, and sure enough, besides this place, many buildings on the side were much taller and grander, and bustling office workers could be seen through the intersection.

Does this count as urban encirclement of the countryside?

"Let's go!" Dumbledore called to Linde, who was still looking around, to follow.

Under the leadership of Dumbledore, the two came to a dilapidated red telephone booth. Several pieces of glass were missing from the telephone booth, and behind it was a wall that was smeared in a mess.

"You go in first," Dumbledore said, opening the crooked door of the phone booth.

Linde stood in, and Dumbledore squeezed in, closing the door behind him.After entering, Dumbledore picked up the microphone with peeling paint,

"Look!" Dumbledore said with a smile, and then began to dial on the dial of the phone, "Two three, nine, two six, one, one eight, four."

"What a long number!" Linde muttered, and Dumbledore nodded, "It's actually easy to remember, as long as you find the secret in this string of numbers."

Linde smiled, he had already written it down just now, and there was no need to do any deciphering.

As the dial whirred back to its original position, a woman's indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the phone booth, and Linde frightened Linde to throw out his wand, because the voice did not come from the microphone, it was loud and clear , as if an invisible woman was standing beside them.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and business."

Linde shivered in embarrassment, and the wand fell back into his robes.

Dumbledore was a little dumbfounded when he saw Linde's actions, but he still said, "Albus Dumbledore, accompanied student Linde Augustus to the trial of Gilderoy Lockhart this morning. "

"Thank you," said the woman's indifferent voice, "Guests, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

Ding ding!

A square silver badge slides out of the metal chute used to eject coins from under the bulky pay phone.Linde picked it up and looked at it. It said, "Linde Augustus, witness for the plaintiff."

Linde picked up the badge and pinned it to his chest.

As a member of the Wizengamot, Dumbledore does not use this badge.Even if Linde hadn't been shown the way, he wouldn't have to go through this passage.

As for what is the Wizengamot? !

The Wizengamot - High Court of Wizards.The word is: Wizengamot, which is a compound word composed of Wizard (wizard) and Witenagemot (meeting of sages).

The "Sage Council" was an important political institution in England during the Anglo-Saxon period. It was a high-level meeting chaired by the king with an indeterminate period and varying numbers of people.

In the wizarding world, it has a new name called the Wizengamot.Every trial will involve more or less wizards from this organization to supervise and ensure the fairness of the trial.

(End of this chapter)