The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

"We fully admit it!" the mustached man named Jon Hammond said firmly.

Um? !

Dull doubts rang out one after another in the dark room. Everyone, including Linde, was stunned for a moment, feeling puzzled.

Why? !

Is this who Lockhart is determined to wait for?

The words Fudge was about to say were stuck in his throat. No one expected that Hammond would directly admit those complaints.

Lind looked at Lockhart's expression. The moment Hammond admitted it, Lockhart reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, looked up at him in confusion, and moved his mouth.

But in the end he remained silent without any rebuttal.

Fudge was stunned for a moment, then looked over at Dumbledore and took a deep breath.

"You admit it, right?" Fudge confirmed again.

"Yes!" Hammond responded loudly and affirmatively, then turned his head to look at Lockhart sitting next to him.

Lockhart struggled for a long time, then gritted his teeth tremblingly and nodded, "Yes, I admit it!"

"Very good!" Fudge patted the small table in front of him, "Then next..."

Fudge swallowed involuntarily, and Umbridge also laughed softly.

After hearing Fudge's words, the members of Wesengamo who were still a little lazy just straightened up their backs and swept away their previous depression.

here we go.

"...According to the information we have collected, your plan to murder the fourth victim, Lynde Green Augustus, went awry, causing your horrific plan to be exposed. What did you think? Did you say that?" Fudge read aloud, word for word.

"I..." Lockhart had a look of confusion on his face when he heard this.

"We understand that before you attempted to harm Augustus, you had already caused grievous bodily harm to three fellow Hogwarts students.

This even included a sixth grader: Marcus Flint, but you stumbled when you tried to hurt a second grader..." Dolores said slowly while holding her throat.

She is not as afraid of Dumbledore as Fudge. Fudge was helped to the stage by Dumbledore, so he knows how powerful Dumbledore is.

In Umbridge's eyes, only power is paramount, and even Dumbledore can't do anything to senior officials like them.

Lind frowned. Ever since this guy named Hammond appeared, things had gone beyond his expectations.

The spell "Forget Nothing" can only delete memories, not fabricate them. In other words, Lockhart knew very well that he was not the one who injured Flint.

Lynd originally expected that Lockhart would try his best to disassociate himself from Flint's injury so that he could fight for a reduced sentence. After all, the biggest pressure in this case came from the Flint family. The other Qiu Zhang, Luna and others are just foils.

But now this Hammond actually led him to admit this matter.

Once you recognize it, some unexpected things will happen...

"Lockhart, I hope you can tell me in detail what happened between you and Augustus. This will help us make a correct judgment on the trial of this matter." Fudge said loudly.

What would Dumbledore do? Thinking about it, Linde looked up.

At this time, Dumbledore's face was still calm. He stretched out his right hand to hold the temples of his glasses and straightened them. Then he slowly opened his mouth, "The evidence of this incident is conclusive, I don't quite understand why..."

"Mr. Dumbledore, you have been accused of condoning Gilderoy Lockhart's evil deeds." Umbridge interrupted Dumbledore rudely. "In this way, we can solve the problem when things are extremely deteriorating and make society panic, and we can reap fame."

"I think it is indeed possible!" Hammond nodded slightly. "What Lockhart did never rose to the level of life-threatening danger.

We can wonder whether the headmaster knew that Lockhart would not harm students excessively, and then allowed Lockhart to do so! "

"You?! Who are you and? Who is accusing me? We can have another trial, and then I will stand in the middle, and that unknown friend will stand where I am now and accuse me!"

Dumbledore stared at Fudge closely, his voice was very cold and emotionless, making people feel that the temperature of the dark room had dropped a bit.

"That's enough! This is the courtroom, pay attention to your position!" Fudge was like a wild dog that was suddenly frightened by passers-by on the street. He jumped up, bared his teeth and started barking.

"In view of the relevance of this incident, we have unanimously agreed to try it at the same time now. Everyone's time is limited!" Fudge began to shout loudly again, and kept winking to both sides as he spoke, hoping that most people would support him.

However, few people paid attention to him and pretended not to see him. Only a few people looked at him and nodded with a flattering smile.

"Well, Mr. Minister, since you want to join the trial, that's fine!" Dumbledore said nonchalantly, and his attitude only made Fudge even more angry.

Hammond combed his mustache, then patted the somewhat absent-minded Lockhart, "Say it!"

"I...I made an excuse that day and called Augustus out of the lounge at 11pm. After leaving the lounge, I planned to attack him. His reaction was unusually fast. We Then they started fighting in the corridor..." As he spoke, Lockhart was a little reluctant, and then said with an extremely unwilling tone,

"I lost..."

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire dark room froze, and then a burst of discussion broke out.

"Lost? Facing a second-year wizard?"

"Impossible!"

"How is this possible? He attacked a sixth-year without making any noise, but ended up losing to a second-year..."

All kinds of disturbing voices expressed their huge doubts.

"Lockhart, do you understand how much influence your words will have on your final judgment?" Fudge shouted loudly.

"I understand!"

"Very good! Very good!" Fudge muttered in a low voice, and then his voice became louder, "Why can a second-year wizard defeat an adult wizard? I think everyone has an answer in their hearts!"

"Dark magic!" I don't know who said it in a low voice. Linde looked in the direction of the voice, but saw nothing. The man was buried in the shadows, and it was inconvenient for him to open his eyes in this situation.

"Oh, yes, yes. Hogwarts has the world's largest magic library, so the accusation against Mr. Dumbledore may have changed from 'indulging Lockhart' to 'indulging students to learn the dark arts'...

No, that's not right. It should be 'allowing or even teaching students to learn the dark arts' in private. Because a second-grade child cannot successfully learn the dark arts alone."

For Britain, which has experienced the 'Grindelwald War' and the 'Voldemort Rebellion' in half a century, practicing the dark arts is a very taboo behavior on the surface.

If this hat is put on Dumbledore's head, don't mention how happy Fudge will be. He doesn't even need to really put it on him, just express this point of view and let those magazines play it.

It can be said that when Fudge said this, his plan to disgust Dumbledore was 99% successful.

Linde frowned. He didn't know what Dumbledore would do, but at least he knew what he should do.

He knew how good Dumbledore was to him, and no matter how bad he was, he couldn't ignore such a thing.

"This accusation is very irresponsible!" Lind stood up and slammed the table.

However, the way he slammed the table was a little weird. His left hand was obviously stretched out, making his body a little crooked.

Dumbledore wanted to reach out and pull Lind back, but suddenly stopped.

He didn't care about any accusations, because as long as he was alive, no one in the world could influence him, except himself and Grindelwald.

But he looked at this child who suddenly stood up and tried to defend himself in this crowd, and he was inexplicably happy.

Then let him go,

Anyway, no matter what happens, I am here!

Fudge looked at the child who suddenly stood up in a daze. He didn't know who this person was until Umbridge beside him whispered in his ear to tell him Lind's identity.

"Augustus, then please tell me how you defeated an adult wizard Lockhart head-on!" Fudge looked at him with disdain and sneered, with a condescending look on his face.

Lind really hated people looking at him like this!

Momentum is something that is hard to explain. People in high positions will naturally have momentum, like Fudge; scholars will have momentum, like Dumbledore; people who destroy lives will naturally have momentum, like Voldemort;

And Lind, who has an indescribable and incomprehensible god in his body, also has his own momentum.

Fudge sneered at the child in adolescence, with disdain on his face. If he was not a notary, Fudge would not allow him to speak.

But it was a little strange that the other party did not seem to be in a hurry to speak.

The dark room was briefly quiet again.

Fudge suddenly shuddered, feeling that someone was staring at him from behind, turned his head and looked, but there was nothing. Looking back again, he had goose bumps on his body without knowing when.

Not only him, almost everyone present felt uncomfortable for some reason. Hammond clenched his fists and looked at the floor blankly. He suddenly felt uncomfortable here, as if there was a monster's abyss under the floor, which would suddenly attack and swallow him...

And those Wizengamot members hiding in the darkness seemed to have turned into terrifying monsters, causing him an indescribable mental shock.

Bones turned his head and suddenly saw an extremely ugly and terrifying humanoid toad. After another moment of distraction, he realized that it was his colleague Minister Umbridge.

Dumbledore was still sitting, with no expression on his face.

"The answer is very simple!" Lind smiled.

"A newborn child can kill Voldemort, so why can't I defeat Lockhart!"

Hearing the word "Voldemort", Fudge and many others suddenly seemed to be unable to breathe. The dark room, which had been inexplicably weird and terrifying, became even more uncomfortable because of the appearance of this word.

"Enough! Stop saying that name!" Umbridge shouted tremblingly. She no longer pinched her throat to speak, and shouted hoarsely.

Linder raised his eyebrows and grinned disdainfully, "In fact, the answer is very simple!

Lockhart is just a liar who is seeking fame and reputation and has no magic skills!

And I am a

- a genius."

Hearing his words, some smiles came from the parliamentary seats. Some of these parliamentarians got their parliamentary status because of their political status,

while others were genuine experts of various kinds.

It seemed that in their eyes, Lind's joke effectively dispelled some of the horror atmosphere in the dark room.

Lind didn't care. This was what he wanted. Thinking about it, he took out his wand and put it on the table, and spread his right hand.

"You can check the pre-flashback spell casually, or ask me to perform some spells.

Besides, Lockhart naturally knows whether I have used any dark magic in the battle with him!"

Lind asked himself. He spent almost all his time on spells, transfiguration and sea singer without sleep, just to pretend to be a genius in this situation.

"Flashback spell, it's not easy to know this spell at this age..."

"It is said that he is a Muggle..."

"How long has this kid learned it, and he actually has such knowledge reserves?!"

"Enough! This has nothing to do with this case!" Fudge shouted angrily. "I think we should continue to discuss Lockhart's guilt."

Lind apologized and sat down again!

It's better to put a hat of ignorance on me than to put a hat of dark magic on Dumbledore.

Dumbledore doesn't care about what others say, but that doesn't mean he won't be affected by it. When rumors get big enough, they become facts, and Dumbledore could be impeached. This actually happened in the original book.

But Lind is different. He doesn't care what others think of him, whether he is a genius, ignorant, or stupid.

He wants this group of people to think of him first after the trial, not Dumbledore.

But this is only temporary. He has indeed overshadowed Dumbledore now, but it doesn't mean that the comments about Dumbledore just now will disappear.

Therefore, in order to prevent the comments about Dumbledore from continuing to ferment endlessly after the trial, some other means are needed...

The subsequent trials were disrupted by him. Fudge's many accusations against Dumbledore were never raised again. With irrefutable evidence, many of the charges that Lockhart had previously admitted were quickly decided.

After a short break, the court continued to try Lockhart for using the Oblivion Charm to steal other people's experiences and write books to make money, deceiving the public, and other behaviors.

It was not until near noon that the official verdict on Lockhart was officially finalized...

Seeing that almost everyone's hands were raised high and agreed to the verdict, Lockhart no longer had the calmness he had just entered.

"I don't accept it, I-ah!!"

Lockhart slammed the table, his face crazy, and stood up suddenly.

However, the next second, the iron chain felt his behavior and quickly wrapped around him tightly with lightning speed, knocking him tightly against the table. The surface of the iron chain also carried visible electric current.

Snap!

Fudge slammed the table.

"Gilderoy Lockhart violated...

caused serious injury to others...

...

Sentenced to ten years in prison,

serving his sentence in Azkaban Wizard Prison in the UK."

"This trial ends here!!"

Fudge was no longer interested in him at this time, he was already exhausted.

And now he couldn't wait to go out and leak some information about Dumbledore in this trial to a disgusting reporter through someone else.

Although Fudge didn't like that woman, it was undeniable that she would be able to achieve satisfactory results in this matter.

On Lind's side, he was bored watching Lockhart being pressed on the table. Until now, he didn't understand what Hammond was doing here.

Thinking about it, he pinched a beetle on his left hand again...