"Success!"

After seeing the red spell hit the goblin, Harry and Hermione slapped excitedly.

Then they did not move forward rashly. Hermione remembered the reason why Lynn had been warning her to finish the attack on the enemy, and then added two petrification spells to the fairy.

At this moment, a gentle footstep sounded under the stairs, and Ron came here lightly with Professor McGonagall and Professor Flevy.

Professor McGonagall saw Harry and Hermione who were squeezing excitedly and said with an ugly expression.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Harry and Hermione were startled by Professor McGonagall, and then they took her to the petrified goblin and explained to her what had just happened.

At the same time, on the island of Korwu in the Pacific, downstairs to the office building of the International Wizards' Union Parliament.

Dumbledore held the old wand in his hand and looked coldly at the three wizards in front of him.

They were in a bad state. One wizard was pressed firmly under a lion, and the other wizard's right arm seemed to be broken by something. He was lying on the ground with his broken arm covered and was wailing.

The magic security director of the Demon French Society of Mold Country, O'Brien was holding a magic wand in his hand, his robe was ragged, and some heavy object was smashed into a hole on his head. Scarlet blood was flowing down his forehead.

The surroundings were in a mess. The originally clean and tidy lawn seemed to have been plowed by something. All the vegetation was destroyed, and broken stones were everywhere, and soil pits created by some unknown spell.

O'Brien panting and holding the magic wand, his blood-filled eyes staring at the old monster in front of him who had lived for more than a hundred years. Uncontrollable fear was hidden deep in his eyes.

"Do you know why this happened? Dumbledore."

Compared to them, Dumbledore was like he came out and took a walk without any rushing pace, and there was no trace of fighting on his body.

"Because you are insatiable."

Dumbledore looked at O'Brien with his royal blue eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

“Hehehe…”

O'Brien smiled strangely.

"It's because you are too strong and you've never died... The insiders back then have never forgotten that you were the one who was the most like-minded with Grindelwald!"

"I defeated him with my own hands and locked him in Neumungard. I can't reassure you?"

"Don't worry?" O'Brien asked back, "How could he be relieved? Are you a bad country?"

Dumbledore shook his head and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"So I hate politicians the most."

He turned around and seemed to want to leave, while O'Brien whispered behind him.

"You are so proud of Dumbledore. You didn't have to leave Hogwarts at all. I admit that you are very strong, stronger than all the wizards in this world, but the moment you leave Hogwarts, everything is already destined, and you can't do anything even if you go back now."

Dumbledore stopped.

"So I still want to know, why do you ruin Hogwarts?"

"We?" O'Brien's eyes widened and raised his tone.

"You are the chairman of the International Joint Wizards. Don't say anything nonsense. My current position is the head of magic security of the Mold Country Magic France Society and the diplomat in the United Parliament. Are you, "we" referring to the person who plans to destroy Hogwarts, our Mold Country Magic France Society?"

His voice gradually calmed down.

"What evidence do you have to prove what it is? The battle just now is just that we want to compete with the greatest wizard of the century, see the gap between us and you, and in this way, how can you slander us for destroying Hogwarts?

I'm right? Chairman Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore seemed not angry at all, he nodded slightly and said lightly.

"You're right, we're just having a conversation."

His wrist holding the wand turned gently, and no one noticed any movement or spell he had recited. An invisible blade suddenly formed in the air, roaring and slashing behind him!

"puff!"

"ah!!!"

The sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh sounded at the same time as O'Brien's shrill cry, and his legs were neatly cut off from their knees!

Dumbledon would not continue to walk outside the island.

"Sorry, I failed, but this is a competition, and it is inevitable that I will miss it. I think you should forgive me."

......

"you guess."

"I guess you uncle!" Lynn cursed and sprayed her blood on Fontana's face.

He leaned half of his body against the knight statue, and forced himself to faint at any time to take out a bottle of potion from his pocket.

He directed the old witch to press Fontana on the ground and pressed it, then limped to Fontana with the potion, pinched her mouth open, and dripped three drops into her mouth with a dropper in distress.

Fontana did not resist at all, and just let Lynn give himself a real dose of vomiting.

"Say, where is that goblin?"

After being fed the real dose, Fontana seemed to have not changed at all, and she still looked at Lynn with a joking look.

"This is not my body at all. Do you think it will work for me to use real vomiting agent?"

Lynn's face suddenly sank.

"Do you really think you will win like this?" Fontana stared at Lynn with his eyes tightly, "You are not dead, I failed, but this is just my personal failure, but who will the real loser be?"

Her voice was hoarse, but the emotions contained were beyond words, which was a naked ridicule.

However, just as she finished speaking, the door to Hogwarts opened.

Professor McGonagall walked out of the castle in the morning wind. The lawn of the flight class was no longer visible outside. There was overturned turf everywhere. She approached the location of Lynn and the statues.

Everyone (the statue) looked at her. Professor McGonagall looked at Lynn. His face was now covered in blood, but Professor McGonagall still felt a familiar feeling.

But at this time, she didn't have time to think about it, but directly reported to Lynn what happened to the castle.

"Just just now, a student caught a goblin at the entrance of the principal's office. They said that the goblin was destroying the castle and was likely an accomplice of the descendants of Slytherin..."

"impossible!"

Before Professor McGonagall could finish her words, Fontana screamed and interrupted her.

"How could he be caught by two students in Fabre? You are lying to me! You must be lying to me!"

And Lynn finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Fontana who seemed to be crazy and said with a smile.

"So who is the winner and who is the loser?"

After saying that, he could no longer hold on and his body collapsed weakly.

Professor McGonagall hurriedly went up and helped hold the other side of him.

"I don't believe it! You are lying to me! You are all lying to me!" Fontana was still shouting.

No one paid attention to her. Lin En just looked at the slightly golden half of the sky in the east, and the white clouds floated with the wind. He didn't know why he was thinking that today should be a good weather.

The students ran out of the castle, and their rapid running gradually became tiptoed and cautious, as if they were afraid of disturbing Lynn at this time.

The students surrounded the place into a circle. They didn't make a sound. Lynn was quietly watching the sunrise, and they just looked at Lynn quietly.

Just as Professor McGonagall called on the students to ask them to send Lynn to the school infirmary.

I don't know when I returned to Castle Dumbledore passed through the crowd and walked to Lynn's side.

He squatted down and looked at Lin Neng, who was now in a disgrace, and Lin Neng also saw him.

"I'm doing pretty well, professor."

He smiled brightly, if it weren't for the blood on his teeth, he would be like a sunny big boy.

Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

“No one can do better than you.”

"Then can I rest?"

"Get a good sleep on your kid, leave the rest to me."

When Dumbledore finished speaking, Lynn had closed his eyes and his breathing became even.

Lynn fell asleep, and the improvement that he had been maintaining on him also lost its effect.

All the Hogwarts students, professors, and everyone saw his changes, and everyone saw who this Professor Lockhart was.

There were continuous screams of exclamations in the crowd.

But Dumbledore did not stop all this, or he was deliberately doing it.

Of course he knew what Lynn said last, but he felt that Hogwarts didn't need an incognito hero.
Chapter completed!