The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

From the moment Dumbledore and the others got on the plane, the Muggle gentlemen of the Ministry of People's Federation kept hinting that they had a strong willingness to cooperate.

In fact, the act of arresting Lockhart itself was just to attract more wizards, just like fishing, holding the bait in your hand will attract fish.

It doesn't matter if Lockhart lives or dies, and if he dies, then the mainstream modern state will minimize his influence for a week or two like dregs. Capital will use the heat of Lockhart's death for the last time to help them sell their products.

But if the wizarding world remains unmoved and does not express its position for a long time, then Lockhart must continue to live.

Dumbledore came forward, and the volunteers took the bait. He declined all requests to invite him to serve as a Muggle official.

"To be honest." The Muggle Minister of the People's Federation expressed his position sincerely, "Lockhart is just an insignificant person in the magical world, but you are the greatest wizard of the twentieth century. In this turbulent era, I hope You can preside over the overall situation and assume the responsibility of communicating between the wizarding society and all mankind."

"I'm very old." Dumbledore's answer to him was still so firm, "I just want to meet my student, even if he is not sensible, even if he has a lot of bad deeds. But if he still has the slightest chance of being worth saving, I'll hold on to hope, too."

"You believe he is innocent?"

"There is no evidence that he is guilty." Dumbledore looked at the powerful Muggle, "You can't get what you want from me."

After the first day of the trial court was over, representatives of the Ministry of People's Federation came to the door again.

"Mr. Dumbledore, it seems that you have changed your mind?" The Muggle official smiled, "You have completely given up on Lockhart's defense."

"Lockhart's charges are all made up by you. I recognize your ability."

"But your students are not worth saving at all."

These people led the wizards to a small monitoring room, and the monitoring screen showed the scene of Lockhart's cell.

At this moment, Lockhart took out a plastic table knife from the bedside and tremblingly unbuttoned his clothes.

The camera was facing him, and Lockhart knew that this thing was used to monitor him, so he deliberately turned his body to this side.

"What is he going to do now?"

"He's hurting himself. Trying to delay the trial." The monitor laughed contemptuously.

Dumbledore watched as Lockhart tried to poke the plastic knife into his stomach until it made a gash and bled a little. Lockhart in the camera stood up and pointed the wound at the camera, as if showing off. He pretended to cry, trying to gain sympathy.

A wizard, at this moment, is acting more pathetic than a circus clown.

"Enough." The principal shook his head.

The representative of the People's Federation heard the sadness in Dumbledore's tone, so he pursued the victory, "Magic is going to enter the mainstream field of vision after all, there may be wars at that time, and tens of millions of people will die. The world needs a leader, a benchmark .But let such a clown guide the world, what kind of consequences will we get? As long as you nod, we can release him immediately."

Dumbledore insisted on his opinion, "I have no ability to guide the world. You are nothing more than trying to buy me as your spokesperson for expanding your territory in the magical world, just like you did in the third world, causing disasters and wars. "

"Mr. Wizard, we usually call it democracy."

"Leave it to yourselves. I'm going back." As he said, Dumbledore chose to save.

The next day, the court opened on time, and the final trial that would determine Lockhart's fate began.

The people of the world in front of the TV are silent.

The camera shows the defense lawyer, the bearded Dumbledore.

Diversified human civilization ecology is presented in this hall, and the vast earth of 500 million square kilometers is just a group of colorful dust gathered on the insignificant needle tip, which together determines the life and death of another dust.

"My client, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, has not refuted every crime you have ruled, and has confessed to it." The old headmaster said calmly.

There was a burst of exclamation and discussions in the courtroom. The judge knocked on the gavel and shouted "Silence!"

"Dumbledore, you bastard!" Lockhart screamed and writhed in the Muggle soldiers' confinement. "You old bastard! You son of a bitch! You... um! um—" His mouth blocked.

"Silence! Silence!"

The Chancellor was out of breath, and just as he was about to pronounce the sentence, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Mr. Judge, I have only one question. If you can give a definite answer, then my defense will stop here. My question is, will the crimes you made for the defendant be implemented as a statutory law internationally? If these charges were intended only to destroy Mr Lockhart, there would be no justice in this sentence."

There was no sound at the scene.

No one could answer Dumbledore's question, and in the end, everyone accepted the result. The trial against Lockhart was adjourned indefinitely due to legal issues.

Lockhart, who had been swearing before, changed his expression, and he took Dumbledore's hand affectionately.

"My dear Dumbledore, I knew you would save me. I never doubted your ability. Really, forgive my previous nonsense. It was not true. Haha, your defense is awesome , why didn’t you take it out in the first place? I mean, I’ve figured it out a long time ago.”

Dumbledore glanced at him, "If you really figured it out, you wouldn't let yourself be in this situation. Lockhart, what have you done to make the whole world notice you?"

"Haha, it's nothing." Lockhart spoke to him sideways. "Oh, I should go, shouldn't I? I can go, right?"

It was a clear day in New York that day.

Delegations from various countries in strange costumes walked out of the gate, followed by Gilderoy Lockhart and the British delegation.

Lockhart's smile has never been as natural, free and easy as it is today. He took the initiative to come to the camera and greet audiences all over the world. Long live Hart!"

The officer of the People's Federation stood beside the minister, and asked reluctantly, "We just let this bastard go so easily? I swear this disaster is definitely related to him. All the deeds show that he has ulterior motives."

"We can only let him go. But that's okay. Although there are no big fish left, we have laid a rich nest. There will be countless fish fry to cast." The minister looked relaxed and happy, "From today, Luo Hart respected him from the bottom of his heart as the uncrowned king of the world, and used him mercilessly."

"But can we control him?"

"He's always been afraid of something, didn't he find it?"

"That student from the magic school. There must be a secret here!" The officer suddenly realized.

"That's right, maybe we should talk to this kid, maybe we can learn some interesting truths."

"I'll make arrangements."

In front of the crowd in the square, Lockhart walked up to Linde, and wrapped his arms around the young man's shoulders pretending to be intimate just like he did at Lihen Bookstore.

The flash that recorded this scene was brighter than the sun.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you may be unfamiliar with this beautiful and handsome face, but if I tell you his origin, you will be surprised. As we all know, I was awarded the third class of the Order of Merlin for bravely fighting against dark creatures. .And the one next to me is the recipient of the Order of Merlin Second Class, known as the youngest transfiguration master at Hogwarts, the magical De Lin! A remarkable young man."

"De Lin! De Lin!" "Wow, the second-class medal is really amazing!" "Little wizard, show us a hand!"

Tens of thousands of people are cheering for Linde, this scene really makes people feel elated.

"Young man," Lockhart leaned closer to Linde's ear, with a faint smell of saliva in his mouth, "trust me, we will be famous. Fame is influence, and influence is power. This world belongs to me, But it also belongs to you. Think about it, I will make your name forever remembered by the whole world, and you will be the next me."

He didn't say a word—unless Linde revealed the truth, then they would all be infamous forever.

Threats and temptations are all carried out in this understatement.

Of course Lind would not reveal the truth, he replied calmly: "Mr. Lockhart, don't forget, you still owe me an autobiography."

At that time, Lockhart was puzzled, thinking that this was just an unintentional remark.

Act Two, End