The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 303 Go, Rescue Our Squib Companion

British Ministry of Magic, Wizengamot Courtroom.

"The meditation method, including the runes, I don't need it, and I will give it to the families of everyone present for free."

"There is only one request, Lockhart must be captured."

"We must capture this dark wizard."

Lango was in the courtroom, with a ferocious expression, hatred, and shouted as if his emotions were a little out of control.

The members of the Wizengamot on the side had different expressions when they heard it.

Some were thoughtful, some nodded slightly, and some had a flash of greed in their eyes.

And Dumbledore, after a moment of silence, said in a gentle voice: "Rango, don't worry, I will definitely uphold justice for you and try my best to help you recover your lost memories."

When the word 'memory' was said, the voice became serious.

As if sensing Dumbledore's attitude, Lango's expression gradually returned to calm.

Then, Dumbledore said gently to Judge Myrdal: "Your Excellency, as the chief magician of the Wizengamot, I apply to test Lango's current physical and mental state."

"You can see it?"

"No!" Before Judge Myrdal could reply, some members of the Wizengamot said at once.

"Dumbledore, you are the headmaster of Hogwarts, and Lockhart is the professor of Hogwarts, so you should avoid suspicion and prohibit direct contact with Rango."

After Judge Myrdal heard it, he also said in a deep voice: "Principal Dumbledore, Lango's condition has been assessed at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disorders."

"It was indeed under the Amnesiac, and the memory was affected."

Hearing this, Dumbledore was not annoyed, he naturally knew that the pure blood family would not let him have direct contact.

So he said again: "Lockhart was invited by Durmstrang the day before yesterday to give a lecture, so he left England temporarily."

"I think justice should wait until Lockhart returns."

"Let the two confront each other face to face, which is more reasonable and accurate."

"Look, isn't that a problem?"

"This is what it should be, Principal Dumbledore." Judge Myrdal said directly: "After receiving Lango's report, the Ministry of Magic has sent someone to Durmstrang to summon Lockhart."

"However, since the location of Durmstrang is unknown, members of the Ministry of Magic are communicating with the Norwegian Ministry of Magic to apply for assistance."

"If Lockhart is innocent, I believe we will see him soon."

Hearing this, Dumbledore nodded slightly, without saying anything.

It seems to understand the meaning of the other party's words.

If you're innocent, you'll see him.

It means that if he can't see him, it means that Lockhart is not innocent.

Now, hopefully, Snape's side will arrive on time.

On his side, he had to deal with the Hogwarts school board immediately, and the pure-blood family had already tried their best to drag him down.

He naturally had no way to leave directly, or he also wanted this opportunity to take a look at Lockhart's methods.

There are some things about Lockhart that he can't understand.

For example, why insist on going to Durmstrang during this time period?

And the Squib meditation class that has become more and more popular recently, what's going on?

African Ministry of Magic.

"Are you sure, your Floo network is down."

Snape stood in an empty hall and asked the black witch in front of him.

"I'm very sorry, Professor Snape. For some unknown reason, our Floo network has broken down quite frequently recently, but the overhaul is very fast, and it will definitely be fixed in about a day."

Jis Yakub, a member of the African Ministry of Magic, said with apology: "You have to wait patiently. After repairing it, I will let you return to the UK as soon as possible."

In response, Snape snorted expressionlessly, turned and left without saying anything.

What he didn't notice was that the witch was wearing a light silver necklace on her chest.

There is a small triangle at the bottom of the necklace, with a ring and a straight line interspersed inside.

It is the seal of the saints!

At this moment, Snape, walking outside the Ministry of Magic, was greeted by the scorching sun and a large number of shirtless black male Muggles.

This made the corners of Snape's mouth and eyes twitch.

As expected of a barren land, the Muggles here are vulgar!

Dusk, Africa, Railay Wizard Hotel.

Snape sat on the bed in the hotel room, looking at the clay cakes, fried bamboo worms, and grilled snails in front of him.

His eyes were a little dull, he just wanted some African specialties.

However, the food in the eyes of African wizards is really unappetizing.

Immediately, with a wave of the magic wand, all the food on the table disappeared.

As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged on the bed, and a golden dragon-like pattern appeared in his arm, flickering continuously, as if calling for something.

As time passed by every minute and every second, suddenly
A circle of red flame color emerged, and a figure walked out of it.

"Snape, where did you go?"

"Most of my magic power is spent on opening the portal."

Lockhart felt the surrounding warmth, even hot temperature, raised his eyebrows, and asked jokingly.

Hearing this, Snape's expression was a little bad, and then he waved his wand as if thinking of something.

In an instant, on the table, the food that had disappeared, such as clay cakes, fried bamboo worms, grilled snails, etc. emerged.

"Lockhart, don't you like food? This is a special African food, do you want to try it?" Snape said maliciously.

"Haha, so it's Africa." Lockhart said with a stagnation when he saw the exotic food on the table.

"Let me just say, it's still daytime on Durmstrang's side, but it's dusk here."

As he said that, Lockhart began to change the subject: "By the way, Snape, the distance is a bit far, and there is no way to communicate."

"What happened, why did you come to Africa?"

Hearing Lockhart's question, Snape also became serious, and said: "The pure-blood family has already found an expert in ancient runes from Rango Marcus, and said that he is the founder of the meditation method. "

"After Albus finds out, let me go to Durmstrang to contact you."

"As a result, it is very likely that the pure-blooded family took action and sent me to Africa."

"It seems that they want to hold me back and find someone to deal with you."

Hearing this, Lockhart nodded lightly, and said flatly: "Everything is expected, this time, the pure-blood family will not be easy."

As he said that, he looked at Snape and said remindingly: "On your side, just come normally. It's better to arrive early to force the pure-blood family to take further action."

"The more anxious they are, the easier it is to show their flaws."

"Okay, no problem." Snape nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I will return to England through the African Ministry of Magic, and then I will rush to Norway to meet."

Then, it seemed to explain: "The African Ministry of Magic does not have a direct teleportation point to Norway. The best way is to go back to England,"

"However, the Ministry of Magic may not be able to teleport. I have to find other smuggling channels."

"Okay, you can make the arrangements." Lockhart nodded and said, "It's fine as long as it's reasonable. We can't let the principal see the problem."

"Lockhart, I suggest you pay attention. When I was chatting with Albus before, he mentioned your Squib meditation class." Snape reminded: "He may already have some doubts about you .”

Hey!
For Snape's reminder, Lockhart was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

As expected of the White Demon King who suppressed the two Dark Lords, his intuition is very keen.

After that, he didn't say much, just exchanged a few words and left.

Snape watched the aperture disappear and Lockhart walked away.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes glanced at the wonderful African food on the table again, especially the huge grilled snail, and the corner of his mouth twitched again.

Wave the wand and the food disappears again.

Out of sight out of mind.

Rest first, eat some normal food after returning to England, and never come to Africa again.

The next day, Hogsmeade, Ian's meditation hut.

Ian held a newspaper in his hand, and looked down silently. However, from the movement of tightly gripping the corner of the newspaper, it could be seen that he was emotionally excited.

And opposite him, stood a group of angry Squibs, and their faces were full of unstoppable anger.

"Mr. Ian, the pure-blood family is going too far, not only slandering Professor Lockhart as a dark wizard, casting the Unforgivable Curse."

"With the help of this man named Lango Marcos, he proposed that meditation is the slogan of the pure-blood family."

"Yes, it's too much. Although the newspaper didn't write it clearly, the meaning behind the words is exactly what it means—it doesn't want us to practice meditation."

"Hood is right. The newspaper also said that the meditation method we practice is a simplified version of Professor Lockhart. There are unknown dangers. It is recommended that we suspend our practice."

"Bah, wouldn't it be enough to just say that we are prohibited from practicing meditation? And even make such shameless excuses."

"I think this group of pure-blooded beasts just don't want us to become wizards."

"."

Hearing everyone's indignant shouts, Ian put down the newspaper in his hand, and said with a frosty face: "Don't worry, everyone, we will never let the pure-blood family's conspiracy succeed."

"I wrote to Professor Lockhart yesterday, and I believe I will get a reply soon."

"As for saying that meditation is harmful, I am a wizard now, able to cast spells and possess magical powers."

"I even know a few of my companions, including some of your classmates, who have gone from squibs to wizards. What harm can it do?"

"absurd!"

The last sentence 'ridiculous', Ian scolded directly, as if he was very angry at the behavior of the pure-blood family.

Ian's scolding ignited everyone's emotions, and made everyone scold.

At this moment, suddenly.
click!
With a click, the door opened suddenly, and a figure ran in directly, shouting loudly.

"It's not good, it's not good, Adel, Yasha, they were taken away by the wizard."

"Edmund, what happened to Yasha and the others, please speak slowly." Ian asked calmly.

Squib, or Edmund, a preparatory wizard who successfully practiced meditation, took a few deep breaths after hearing Ian's words, as if trying to calm himself down.

But he still said anxiously: "Mr. Ian, didn't Adel and the others succeed in practicing meditation?"

"I'm going to see Adel and the others today, and I'm going to share my experience in practicing meditation."

"As a result, their parents said that Adel and the others had mental problems, and asked someone to take them to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disorders for examination."

"You know, their parents have always hated Adel's squibs, and they usually don't want to give them half a Nat."

"After something goes wrong, how can I take them to see a doctor? Even if they have a test, they have to ask for Galleon."

"It's definitely another conspiracy of the pure-blood family. The pure-blood family is going to attack us in order to prevent us from practicing meditation."

"Mr. Ian, what should we do!"

Hearing this, all the Squibs present were furious and furious.

shouted
"Damn it, we can't take it any longer."

"Shameless, pure blood bastard!"

"The pure-blood wizards have attacked us, fight back, we must fight back."

"."

And Ian's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice to all the squibs.

"Come on, let's go to St. Mungo's Magic Injury Hospital and rescue Adel, Yasha."

"Rescue our companions!!!"

　Sorry, everyone, because the plot has reached a very critical point, for better expression.

　　It is more difficult to write. I have deleted several drafts of today's chapter, so the update time is a bit unstable, and I will try to stabilize it later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)