Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

Martin clenched his fists, but soon he loosened his hands, "You are right, Stephen. Lucius Malfoy must have some ways to save his life, such as the connections of pure-blood wizards and the accumulation of ancestors."

There was confusion in his eyes, his hands naturally dropped, and he turned to look at the quiet Whomping Willow.

Stephen and Rowan just looked at the silent Martin, and they didn't know how to comfort him like this.

After a long time, Martin turned back to look at Stephen, "Stephen, do you have any suggestions so that I can teach Malfoy a painful lesson?"

"Do you want it legal or illegal?" Stephen looked at Martin.

"Legal." Martin thought for a moment, "I'm not a Death Eater, I can't do what they do."

"Professor Dumbledore told me that you will appear in court as a witness, so your performance in court is very critical." Stephen thought for a moment, "You have to learn to perform in tears. Let's just say that Malfoy and his accomplices did what they did when you were a child. The bad things he did caused you to have nightmares for many years, and the bad memory has not faded to this day."

"Stephen, does this really work?" Rowan questioned, "Are you sure you are in court and not in the theater?"

"Rowan, are all the wizards in the Wizengamot proficient in the law?"

"Emm, I think they're better at magic."

Stephen snapped his fingers, "So their role is no different from that of a jury. They decide by a show of hands whether the suspect is guilty or not. Under this system, as long as you can perform and impress them, not to mention sentencing Malfoy to death, at least you can do it." Make him sick."

"But Stephen, how do you know they will definitely ask me to make a statement?" Martin felt that this kind of thing seemed a bit unreliable.

"Because you are the victim, they will give you a chance to make a statement." Stephen paused, "But you have to seize the time. I think Professor Dumbledore will help you in this matter."

Martin nodded, "I understand, but I have one more question."

"what"

"What should I do if I can't act?"

"This question is on point..." Stephen had a headache, but soon he thought of someone, "By the way, regarding this matter, I think there is someone who can help you solve this problem. He should Very good at this.”

Stephen took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter, "You find a man named Gilderoy Lockhart, who is also a Ravenclaw, give this piece of paper to him, and he will teach you how to perform. "

Martin accepted the letter, "Thank you, Stephen."

"You're welcome." Stephen patted Martin on the shoulder, "I also hope Malfoy pays the price for his actions."

"Then I will go find Dumbledore and Lockhart now." Martin put the letter away, and then the figure flashed and disappeared from the sight of Stephen and Rowan.

"He's still the same." Rowan shrugged, "It's time for us to go back for lunch, I hope it's not too late."

Stephen took out the chalk and said, "Use this, you'll have enough time."

Martin found Dumbledore first. His movements were so fast that he couldn't even stop the stone statue at the door of the principal's office. Maybe there was a reason why he didn't need to stop him.

When he told Dumbledore about it, Dumbledore readily agreed to Martin's request. He would give Martin enough time to talk about it during the trial.

Then Martin found Lockhart in the dining hall, where he was bragging about his glorious deeds to a group of female students, who looked at Lockhart with ecstasy.

"You are Senior Lockhart" Martin

For Lockhart, Martin must have come at the wrong time. He was in the middle of talking, but was abruptly interrupted by Martin.

But he still showed his signature smile, "That's right, junior, what do you want from me?"

Martin glanced at the girls around him, then took out the paper written by Stephen from his pocket and handed it to him.

Lockhart took it and read it quickly, then smiled at the girls beside him and said, "Sorry, beautiful ladies, I have something important to do for the magical world."

After he dismissed the girls, he stood up from his position and said, "Come with me, this is not the right place for this."

Shortly after they left, Stephen and Rowan arrived at the restaurant.

"The speed of this chalk-drawn broom is still not good." Rowan complained, "And it cannot be solved by technology. The chalk-drawn light wheel 1990 can only fly at a speed of sweeping three stars."

"It's good." Stephen thought this speed was good. "It's more convenient than running back. If we weren't allowed to ride brooms in the corridor, we could even arrive earlier."

He glanced at the long table in Ravenclaw and didn't see Lockhart and Martin. It seemed that he had missed them.

"Let's go, I feel a little hungry now."

The two sat down in a familiar position, picked some food and started chatting while eating.

"That Lockhart you're talking about, is he really good at acting?" Since he was in a hurry to get to the restaurant, Rowan didn't have the chance to ask. Now that he was free, he wanted to settle the matter first.

"I think it should be possible, but the style Martin wants to play may not be very suitable for Lockhart." Stephen thought about Lockhart's future. The real protagonist who can deceive so many stories can also tamper with Their memory and acting skills should be very good.

"Okay. Then how are you sure that the Wizengamot will be impressed by the performance?"

"Because they are not professional judges and can only rely on their own subjective judgment to make decisions." Stephen said vaguely, "Even in accordance with the law, there are still a lot of loopholes in the laws established by the Ministry of Magic."

"Even if the Malfoy family is very rich, he can't bribe everyone, so he still has a certain chance of winning. However, he may explain his behavior by saying that he was forced or controlled by the Imperius Curse."

Rowan looked at Stephen in surprise, "Then how do you know this method?"

"That's right. The stupid operations of the Ministry of Magic will definitely make people feel suffocated by then. Remember what I said before? Most of the mysterious people's die-hard fans will not die, but will be sentenced to life imprisonment or something like that."

"I would say that such a stupid law should have been changed a long time ago." Rowan said angrily.

"This may be something that wizards and Muggles have in common." Stephen swallowed the food in his mouth. "This kind of thing may be good or bad, but from a simple emotional point of view, it is really difficult to accept."

"If I go crazy one day and kill people all over the streets, and I'm only punished with life imprisonment, then I might as well kill more." Rowan chopped the food on his plate, "Just like the Death Eaters."

"Then I suggest you do this in the Ministry of Magic. They might give you a lighter punishment. We'll see how those Death Eaters are sentenced in the future."