Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 314 The Wizengamot Trial

The Great Hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Baa! Baa! Baa!

The three sheep kept struggling and shouting, causing the surrounding members of the Ministry of Magic to look sideways.

Seemingly aware of the curious and watching gazes of the necromancers around, the three sheep were so ashamed and indignant that they wanted to hit the wall directly.

Around the necks of the three sheep, each is tied with an obvious dark red magic long rope.

Following the rope, you can clearly see a handsome blond necromancer in front, holding three long ropes tightly in his hands.

The long rope shook slightly, but it was very stable, as if it was preventing the sheep from escaping.

And Auror director Scrimgeour and other Aurors stood on both sides of Lockhart, seeming to be on guard for something.

"Professor Lockhart is back!"

"With such a grand gesture, Director Scrimgeour is here too. Has something happened?"

"What happened to the three sheep?"

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Hearing the whispers of the necromancers around him, Lockhart showed a smile between his brows.

Soon, Lockhart walked into a spacious room with many Aurors.

"Professor Lockhart, just hand over these three sheep to our Aurors, and I will give you an explanation."

After entering the room, Scrimgeour said to Lockhart lightly.

"Okay, Scrimgeour." Lockhart did not refuse, and stretched out the rope in his hand, signaling to take it away, while continuing: "Do you need me to remove the magic on them now?"

"Just give me my wand."

Hearing this, Scrimgeour was silent for a moment, and declined politely: "Don't worry, we have a special spell-breaker, I believe you won't be disappointed."

As a senior Auror, the first thing to do when arresting a suspect is to take away the wand.

Although he knew that the chances of Lockhart being wronged originally were very high, he still had to collect the wand.

Fortunately, Lockhart himself was very cooperative, which made Scrimgeour heave a sigh of relief.

However, facing Lockhart's request to get back Dazed, even if it was just to cast a spell, years of experience still made him choose to refuse.

Besides, he is a professional spellbreaker for the Ministry of Magic. Still quite confident.

Although Lockhart said that he created the magic himself, he still didn't care.

After all, there are only a few who are good at creating their own magic, and most of them are very mediocre, or even poor.

And looking at the posture, this is just a variant of the shapeshifting spell, so it shouldn't be a problem.

When Lockhart heard Scrimgeour's refusal, he didn't take it seriously, nodded, and reminded: "Okay, if it doesn't work, you can come to me."

After Scrimgeour took the long rope in his hand, he also nodded to show that there was no problem.

Then he reached out his hand to signal to the table in the middle of the room, and said in a deep voice, "Professor Lockhart, in view of your identity and the issues reported by the whistleblower."

"There are a few things we need to know ahead of time."

"Tomorrow, the Ministry of Magic will arrange for the two of you to confront each other. Do you think there is no problem?"

"Definitely." Lockhart nodded without hesitation: "I am very much looking forward to proving my innocence and finding out who is behind the scenes."

"Okay, Professor Lockhart." Scrimgeour handed the magic rope to the Auror next to him, and pointed to the table and chairs beside him and said in a deep voice.

"Then let's get started!"

Frank family manor, living room.

"That's your plan."

Lil Frank stood up. Asked in a cold voice, these pure-blood families in front of them.

"Those who sent out the attack were killed and wounded."

"Now, the necromancers who are still alive are all prisoners, and they are all taken back to the Ministry of Magic to guard them."

"Lockhart is staying at the Ministry of Magic, waiting for the face-to-face confrontation tomorrow."

"Lille, don't be angry, don't be angry." Cain Parkinson on the opposite side quickly comforted: "We are like you, and a lot of people have been lost in the East Network."

"My people, die and catch, I am also very heartbroken now."

"But the priority now is that we should discuss how to reduce the impact, not mess ourselves up."

"Really?" Lear sneered, "If your old Zuckerdilhan Parkinson is caught."

"I don't believe you can sit here safely now."

Hearing Lear's cynicism, Cain Parkinson felt angry inside, but quickly suppressed it.

He also lost a lot of manpower this time.

However, he also understood Lear's current state.

The patriarch of his own family was arrested, so anyone has to be anxious.

He is a little lucky now, fortunately he did not go to the Presbyterian Church and called his ancestor.

Thinking about it, Cain glanced at Lucius who was sitting silently by the side, and continued to comfort him without saying anything, "Lille, the man is not dead yet."

"With so many families working together, we will definitely be able to recover some losses and bring Mr. Herman back."

Hearing this, Lear nodded, and the anger on his face was much less.

He definitely knew that other people would also have to make a move. After all, all 12 purebloods were involved in this plan.

Go ahead, no one can escape.

But he must at least express his attitude clearly.

Lucius remained silent at the moment, and Lockhart came back smoothly, even bringing the prisoners with him, which was far beyond his expectations.

As the proposer and executor of the entire plan, he is under the greatest pressure in his heart.

If he is not careful, he may enter Azkaban first.

"Lucius, is there any problem with Rango Marcos?" Lear asked lightly, "We won't reveal our identities."

He just wants to stop the loss now, just save his ancestor, even if he pays a part of the price, it is not unacceptable.

Hearing this, Lucius replied directly: "Don't worry, there is no problem, even if it is found out, it is just a black necromancer."

"Can't find us."

Having said that, Lucius was still a little unstable in his heart.

Even if Lango Marcos has no problem here, there are quite a few necromancers captured this time.

If you are not careful, no, it should be said that it will definitely leak this time.

It's just more or less leaked.

If enough information is leaked, even revealing the identity of his mastermind, Lucius is sure that he will definitely enter Azkaban.

As the thought turned, Lucius felt a sense of cruelty in his heart.

Death never proves, this truth. He understands it!

What's more, his master is still there.

The next day, the Wizengamot courtroom.

In the spacious space, Lockhart was sitting on a table beside him. Not far away, a messy-haired middle-aged necromancer Rango Marcos gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and looked at Lockhart angrily.

It was as if Lockhart had robbed his whole family.

And around, a large number of members of the Wizengamot in red robes sat down one after another.

At this moment, Lockhart was sitting on a chair, looking at the female judge Miranda across from him, seeing the serious expression on her face, and a faint smile on her face.

Looking at each other, Miranda looked at the handsome Lockhart, her serious expression remained unchanged.

But Lockhart could still detect a wave in Miranda's eyes.

Immediately, he looked at Lango on the opposite side, seeing the expression on his face that he wanted to eat himself.

Helplessly, he turned his head and looked at the Wizengamot members around him.

At the moment, suddenly.

Dumbledore pushed the door open, the two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and Dumbledore found his seat and sat down.

clang! clang! clang!

As Judge Miranda rang the bell on the left, a solemn voice sounded.

"The case of Rango Marcos accusing Gilderoy Lockhart of stealing research results and casting the Unforgivable Curse has officially opened."

(end of this chapter)