The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts - Chapter 167

c167 Rita

On the spiral staircase, only Linde and Dumbledore were walking slowly upward, and the rest of the people did not go here.

Lind held the beetle in his left hand, and Dumbledore walked slowly in the outer circle, taking every step he took as Lind.

“I really didn’t expect you to have such an arrogant side!” Dumbledore said with a smile, his eyes narrowed into a half-moon shape, which matched his glasses perfectly.

“I just hope they can stop those baseless slanderous words against you.” Lind smiled, then pinched the beetle and showed it to Dumbledore, “I hope those rumors will not appear in the newspapers outside.”

Dumbledore obviously thought it was impossible, “That would be difficult!”

“I think there are a lot of things that can be reported. The Lockhart incident is enough for them to follow up the report, analyze the details, etc. for a month. After all, he was a big star who won the award for the most beautiful smile a few days ago, and tomorrow he will be imprisoned. It’s over!

No matter what happens, write about me in the newspaper, humiliate me, etc. You can write for several days, right? “As he spoke, Lind suddenly changed the subject and said to Dumbledore,

“Professor, could you put some tracking spell on this beetle?”

“Huh? Why?”

“This way you will know where its home is! Put one that is difficult to remove and can be tracked for a long time.”

“It’s rare to see you look like a child!” Dumbledore was a little surprised, and then took out his wand. At a point on the beetle’s back, a burst of red light lit up and then disappeared.

Seeing that Dumbledore had finished casting the spell, Lind retracted his hand and pointed the beetle’s head at himself.

“Anyway, I don’t want to see negative reports about this incident in any newspaper, Professor. This is just a small hope, a small hope!”

Linde deliberately lengthened and emphasized the tone of “this incident” and “negative reports”.

Beetle nodded.

“Go!” Linde raised his hand slightly and spread the beetle on his hand. The next second, the beetle couldn’t wait to spread its elytra and fly away staggeringly.

“Professor? Shall we go back to school now?” Linde pushed open the door to the eighth floor and then turned sideways to let Dumbledore walk over.

“I remember I said that every time I come to London, I have to visit somewhere, not to mention that I have to finish my snacks.” Dumbledore said with a smile.

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Deep in an alley in London,

A woman suddenly appears out of thin air.

Her hair was disheveled, but it could be seen that it was not messy in the first place, but messed up. She was wearing a pair of glasses studded with jewels, and she was holding a crocodile leather handbag with her fat fingers, and her nails were It’s about two inches long and painted red.

At this time, her face was full of anger, she kicked the trash can with her high heels in the alley, and screamed hysterically.

“How dare he, how dare he threaten me,” Rita Skeeter yelled. With her crazy movements, her glasses drooped to one side.

Born in Ravenclaw, she has been working as a journalist for twenty years. With her cold sense of morality and unusual courage, she has become a famous figure in this industry early on.

This is also inseparable from her Animagus in beetle form, and it is not registered with the Ministry of Magic.

Relying on this spell, she can sneak into countless places to obtain secret information that other reporters cannot get, and “polishes” it in her own unique style before publishing it, which always gets a lot of applause.

Just today, she still relied on her beetle Animagus to sneak into the trial room of the famous star Gilderoy Lockhart, hoping to get a lot of shady first-hand information.

According to past experience, there is almost no danger in this matter, but I didn’t expect…

When the boy stood up and covered her with his hands, she angrily scolded him for delaying her.

She was a little scared when the child kept pinching her and wouldn’t let go. She was afraid that this was a little kid, so she threw herself to the ground and stepped on it hard.

It wasn’t until they walked out of the courtroom and walked to the spiral staircase that she realized,

She fell,

She was probably exposed.

The child turned his head towards him and told himself in a tone that brooked no resistance, “Don’t get any negative press about Dumbledore.”

She could only nod helplessly.

Thinking about it, Rita took out her wand and started cleaning herself with the only little spell she had in her mind.

She didn’t find any tracking spells on herself, nor any marks or anything like that. But……

But that was the spell Dumbledore cast,

It’s normal not to be able to discover it yourself, isn’t it?

Thinking about it, she took her purse and threw it against the wall, not the trash can. The trash can was dirty and the bag was expensive.

It wasn’t until she smashed again and again that the green shorthand quill broke into two pieces and fell out that she calmed down a little.

She instinctively wanted to report on Dumbledore’s affairs, but…

Although the child didn’t say it clearly, she didn’t dare to gamble, she couldn’t gamble. She writes impactful reports and biographies every day but she is still alive and well today because she knows what to write and what not to write.

That kid is serious, he really can’t write.

After scolding twice more, she rearranged her hair and clothes. Then he walked out of the alley.

Anyway, Lockhart can indeed write a lot, she comforted herself…

Go back in time for a moment——

At the end of the trial, Lockhart has been escorted to a solitary cell not far from the trial room. He will be sent to Azkaban tomorrow.

And his notary Hammond was standing outside the door at this time. There was an iron door between the two of them, and there was a fence in the middle of the iron door.

Hammond was standing outside the door at this time, looking at the dark room through the fence with a puzzled look.

“Lockhart?! Lockhart?!”

A hand suddenly stretched out from the fence, and the nails that had not been trimmed for a long time grabbed his face.

Bang!

The hand suddenly stopped in front of him, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not move forward a little bit, because the other party’s face was about to be squeezed by the fence.

At the same time, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at him at the fence, and they also made heavy panting like a beast.

“Is this what you said, leave everything to you?!”

“Lockhart, calm down. This is the plan, believe me, I didn’t hurt you!” Hammond looked flustered, trying to regain Lockhart’s trust in him.

“You’ve seen our cooperation with Fudge today, right? Dumbledore’s reputation will be ruined in two days. I’ll appeal again and I’ll definitely get you out!” Hammond whispered quickly.

Lockhart still stretched out his hand straight, staring at him with a fierce look.

“Believe me, I told you today to use the badge to make them wait for me to come before the trial. They agreed, didn’t they? I know these politicians too well.” Hammond grabbed Lockhart’s hand, pleading,

“What’s the benefit for me to put you in jail.”

Lockhart’s hand was grabbed by him, and he seemed to calm down a little, “You… are you telling the truth?!”

“It must be true, what nonsense are you talking about. At most one week, I will appeal again and get you out.” Hammond whispered.

“Hold on, no matter what, hold on and wait for me to pick you up.” Hammond said.

Lockhart retracted his hand, “Okay, I believe you.”

“It won’t take long.”

“That day will come soon.”

…

Walked out of the Ministry of Magic and came to the ground. Hammond put on a bowler hat and chuckled.

Bang!

His body collapsed inwards and the space twisted. But in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Manchester

In an apartment.

The space twisted, and a person seemed to appear out of thin air and landed lightly on the wooden floor of the bedroom.

He looked around and put down his briefcase. Then he walked to the living room.

The living room was extremely spacious. Except for a single sofa placed on the side, there was nothing else that other family living rooms had.

But he also had other living rooms.

A one-meter-high statue of General K was placed in the middle of the living room.

Hammond walked over and came to the front of the single sofa. A man was sitting on it.

He was barefoot, wearing only a cloak on his body, and nothing else, and his head was completely covered in the hood, so his face could not be seen clearly.

“How did it go?” The hooded man said slowly.

Hammond took off his hat, knelt on one knee in front of him, lowered his head, and said respectfully, “Mr. Quirrell, it’s almost done!”

“Almost?” Quirrell’s tone became dangerous, but he still managed to restrain himself, “Tell me in detail.”

“After I got your instructions, I immediately found a way to meet with the imprisoned Lockhart.

I said that I was his fan and I would always support him and believe in him. I said that for two days and I gained his trust. After that, I volunteered to be his notary.

After many exchanges, I instructed him to take all the responsibilities.

These went smoothly. So even in the end, he still didn’t expose your existence in the Ministry of Magic.”

“What happened next? He certainly couldn’t give in like this. He might grab everything he could, such as… me.” Quirrell said lightly.

“Please rest assured, I went to him again after the verdict.” Hammond showed an expression that everything was under control.

“I told him that I would continue to appeal to help him, so that he would not dare to act alone, but would grab me as a lifeline.

However, he did not know that my promise was just a blank check, in order to delay his last days.

When he arrived in Azkaban, he was devoured by the Dementors with hope every day. It would not be long before he would have no chance to expose you and us in front of the Ministry of Magic.”

After saying that, he lowered his head again. Quirrell nodded after listening to him, “Is there anything special?”

“There are some interesting things, I wonder if you are interested, sir.”

“Go ahead!”

“First, the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore are not in harmony, especially the current Minister Fudge, who seems to be very afraid of Dumbledore and tries every means to find fault with him.

Second, Lockhart was arrested because of a second-year student.”

The Ministry of Magic’s reports on Lockhart during this period only have a general direction, and did not specifically mention the circumstances of the incident. So this is also a hot news.

Quirrell was still lazily leaning on the sofa after hearing the first point, but when he heard that Lockhart was arrested because of a second-year wizard, he straightened up, propped up his right knee with his right hand, held a wand in his left hand, and leaned his elbow on his thigh.

“Tell me more.”

“Yes!” Hammond was delighted to see Quirrell’s intense reaction, “Fudge repeatedly…”

“Stop!” Quirrell interrupted him rudely. Hammond looked at him in confusion.

“I’m talking about the incident where Lockhart was beaten by a second-year wizard.” Quirrell said lightly.

“Ah? Okay.” Although he didn’t know why, he reacted quickly.

“The little wizard was called Lind Green Augustus, and he defeated Lockhart head-on, so…” Hammond was halfway through his speech when Quirrell fell back on the sofa.

“Hahaha, ah hahaha!” Undisguised crazy laughter came out of his mouth.

Hammond didn’t know what happened, so he could only shut up and wait for Quirrell to laugh. After a long while, Quirrell recovered, then looked up at Hammond, “Come here!”

Hammond stood up and walked to Quirrell’s sofa. Quirrell raised his wand and waved it in the air.

“Soul out of body!”

Hammond’s eyes suddenly became dazed, his pupils were dilated, and his head drooped weakly. Then after a while, he raised his head again, “Sir!”

“Go, continue to contact Lockhart. Even if he is sent to Azkaban tomorrow, we can’t take it lightly.”

“Yes!” Hammond nodded, then returned to the bedroom and returned to London.

“Augustus, you are really good!” Quirrell’s voice echoed in the empty living room.

After a while, he stood up, then knelt devoutly in front of the statue, his eyes closed, and said nothing.