The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 296 At the end of Christmas, Luna's last lesson

Things are a little troublesome.

Ms. Burns hesitated for a while, but decided to put what he had done in front of Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, and told him to recognize the form.

Ms. Burns carefully observed Lockhart's every expression.

I want to see something from his expression.

Lockhart just smiled coldly, expressing his attitude.

"This is a shameless slander, ma'am, I remember clearly that I did these things! All my books are compiled through my own professional experience!

These accusations are so ridiculous that you should probably come up with some more serious accusations. "

Lockhart said affirmatively.

Ms. Burns breathed a sigh of relief.

What a blunt liar.

However, she thought of Mr. Lockhart's heroic appearance when confronting the mysterious man not long ago, and finally her tone softened a little. She explained to Lockhart: "This is Harry Potter's testimony, and his Companion, Ron Weasley as supporting evidence.

What, who is Ron Weasley?
The testimony of another Gryffindor wizard.

They told Dumbledore that you told them the news yourself, in the teachers' common room at Hogwarts.

And after that, you were indeed hurt by the Forgetting Curse, but those two students were in the second grade at the time, and it was absolutely impossible for them to learn the Forgetting Curse.

Therefore, it is only possible that, as Mr. Ron Weasley said, you were injured by your own spell..."

Gilderoy Lockhart stood up.

Emotional!
There was no shame on his face after being exposed.

There was only shock and disbelief on his face.

He said in a big, surprised way: "You know what you're talking about, everyone?
Ladies and gentlemen, just because of the testimony of two 12-year-old wizards, you sentenced a knight of Merlin, second class medalist and member of the Anti-Dark Arts League to death?

Yes, that's right, ma'am, you heard me right, you are judging me to death.

For me, honor is above all else.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is unbelievable.

How dare you be so arbitrary.

Rather believe two little wizards, even if one of them is Harry Potter, are you unwilling to believe me? "

He stared at the several wizards present, and said in an impulsive tone. When speaking, his hands and feet shook, and his golden hair also swayed casually with the movement, very fluffy. The wizards who watched were quite envious.

At his age, it is too difficult to keep the hairline from moving up and the hair from thinning.

Full of confidence, Lockhart walked up and down the interrogation room and gave a speech. His imposing manner, as it should be, made the other wizards wonder if they really guessed wrong.

That kind of momentum can't be created by people who are bluffing.

Did they really wrong Gilderoy Lockhart?

They got it wrong?
Several wizards set their sights on Ms. Burns.

Ms. Burns looked at all this with a frown, and finally decided to stop things here for a while.

I don't understand this matter.

She had already made up her mind to throw Gilderoy Lockhart into St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic after examination.

He was visibly ill.

Still very sick.

Just a Lockhart, it doesn't matter.

She was worried about something else.

Those messages left by Duvi Jones.

What is that address?
……

"This is Mr. Dobby, these are the goblins who work here, you can call them Mr.

They're not very friendly though, as you should know, goblins always have goblin pride.

They don't like wizards very much, and if given a choice, they might choose to strangle a young wizard who is unable to resist.

And some dark wizards.

A group of evil and despicable people whose minds have been corrupted by black magic.

The reason you see them so settled now is because, I'm more evil than them, that's all, so Luna, can you feel everyone's heart?

If you can, you will find that this place is full of villains, which is what I told you in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, telling you to be careful of dark wizards.

Not discrimination.

When a wizard constantly uses black magic, he will indulge in black magic and be distorted by black magic.

It's like an extremely ugly wizard, yes, I'm talking about Voldemort, except for his natural appearance, Mr. Voldemort's appearance is a face created by his continuous use of alchemy and black magic. "

Duvi Jones introduced everyone here to Luna.

Explain to her the meaning of black magic as best as you can.

A lively lesson.

And, he took the initiative to ask Luna some questions.

Luna didn't speak.

She doesn't look scared at all.

This is a Muggle apartment, where there are many creative, "work-loving" goblin masters, and the disappearing cabinet is completely built by these goblins.

There are also some dark wizards, who are fully armed and appear to be ready to "work".

It's just that these dark wizards seem to be timid.

Looking at the boss standing behind the little wizard, although his face has changed, the notebook in his hand will not change.

The only person who can hold that notebook with ease is their employer.

"Well, what is this, Professor?"

Looking at the many devices in the house, Luna asked curiously.

"Dynamite, bullets, guns, and some weapons that can be used to deal with ordinary Dark Lords are Muggle wands. Muggle technology, goblin smelting, and wizard magic can all be linked together.

I'm working on this kind of creation, and these things, these things are some tricky props that came in from other places, Peru, Japan, and several neighboring countries, all kinds of things, although they don't look inconspicuous, But they can form combat effectiveness in a short period of time. "

Du Wei explained to her earnestly. After explaining, he took Luna to the Muggle world to eat, play, and even take her to eat.

After that, Du Wei took her back into the house again, and saw the well-prepared dark wizards, goblins, and some wizards who covered their faces with magic and couldn't tell who they were.

Du Wei looked at them, and they also looked at Du Wei.

"For the wizarding world."

Du Wei said softly.

"For the wizarding world!"

Those who covered their faces with magic shouted loudly.

"Let's go."

Du Wei said, holding Luna with his right hand.

"Pay attention," he said to Luna, "This is the last lesson I teach you as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. It's not a wonderful offense and defense lesson."

(End of this chapter)