Chapter 1289 Trial and Acceleration

"Gilderoy Lockhart! Stop it!"

Almost at the same time as Lockhart burst into revolt, Kingsley rushed out.

Since the scope of Hogwarts limits the phantom movement magic, the Aurors' encirclement was a little slower.

Under everyone's gaze, Kingsley pounced like a cheetah and appeared in front of Lockhart in an instant. He drew out his wand and with a serious look stood between the members of the Wizengamot Court, senior officials of the Ministry of Magic and Lockhart.

Between Hart, a light golden magic shield quickly lit up, like an enlarged version of the siege tower shield in the Middle Ages.

"Put down your wand! Lockhart, otherwise I will arrest you on the spot for arrest, disturbing the court... and other charges!"

Kingsley drank righteously and loudly, facing Lockhart's flames without fear.

The blue magic flames surged and hit the invisible amber barrier non-stop - the Quidditch pitch echoed with heart-stopping thunder.

Dozens of Aurors rushed around the trial venue one after another, drew out their wands, and pointed them at the interrogation table as if facing a formidable enemy, as if a man-eating fire dragon was crouching there.

No, to be more precise, perhaps it was a large group of violent fire dragons: even the weakest "Demon King" wizards would take twenty wizards to repel.

"Relax, Head Auror - I am not an enemy of Order World."

Lockhart said with a smile, as bright as ever.

He walked up to the stone platform unhurriedly, and raised the wand in his right hand flatly towards Fudge and others directly in front of him.

squeak——

Cornelius Fudge and others subconsciously stepped back.

The legs of the high-backed chair rubbed against the ground, making some harsh noises.

Even with Professor McGonagall's repeated promises and having tested the "amber" barrier effect in advance, Fudge was still a little scared.

In fact, the "arrest content" published in the Daily Prophet is not the true full picture.

Kingsley Shacklebolt and others failed to defeat Lockhart.

Rather than saying that the Ministry of Magic "arrested" Lockhart, it would be better to say that Lockhart chose to "surrender".

After knocking down seventeen Aurors in a row, Lockhart voluntarily put down his wand and allowed the Aurors to imprison him pending trial.

"It has been verified by the British Ministry of Magic that Gilderoy Lockhart is a true 'demon-level' wizard."

This is a note written in a special booklet of the International Confederation of Wizards.

Since Grindelwald nearly destroyed the world, the International Federation of Wizards has redefined "demon-level" wizards.

Very simple, just a one-line description: Demon King-level wizards can only be repelled, not defeated.

Cornelius Fudge looked at the wand pointed at him with mixed horror and swallowed.

"Gilderoy Lockhart, you—"

"Shh-"

Before he could finish his words, Lockhart gestured with his left index finger in front of his lips.

At the same time, he gently released the wand in his hand, and the wand he had taken from Delis was floating quietly in mid-air.

"I just said you shouldn't point a wand at someone's head - it's rude."

Lockhart pointed his left index finger forward and said with an elegant smile.

The next moment, the wand spun at high speed like a drill, bit by bit breaking out of the "amber" barrier.

"Damn! He has a way to break through that layer of protection-"

Cornelius Fudge's eyes widened and he stumbled to the side, yelling.

"Get him! Get him quickly! Don't let that guy here-"

"Collapse!"

"Collapse!"

Kingsley and others shouted loudly.

Dozens of dazzling red beams lit up the venue.

The spells flew through the air and struck around the stone platform where Lockhart was sitting.

However, all the magic seemed to hit the soft sponge and disappeared silently into the air.

And the wand finally broke out of the barrier and shot forward like a sharp arrow.

"Be careful, Mr. Minister!"

Kingsley Shacklebolt burst out like a cheetah.

He waved his wand like a shield, facing the whizzing tip of the wand.

"Shattered to pieces——"

"Flowers bloom——"

Two curse sounds sounded at the same time.

Kingsley's wand shot out a dazzling magical beam, which hit the tip of the whizzing wand.

Just when everyone thought there would be a loud noise, the sharp arrow-like wand suddenly turned into pieces of bright red rose petals.

The magical beam passed over the petals, and the turbulent air waves caused the petals to swirl and dance in the air.

"So, now-"

While the petals were flying, the clicking sound of flashlights could be heard all around.

Lockhart stood elegantly in front of the interrogation table, smiling brightly and speaking softly.

"Can the public trial begin? Gentlemen - I believe you have prepared quite a few questions?"

"Ah," said Fudge, who looked completely lost and looked around, "Lockhart, yes, so you - er - er - you are now ready to face the Wizengamot

The court trial is over, right? You should know that you have committed so many shameful and despicable crimes, well, the evidence is conclusive..."

"The trial on March 22—"

Amelia Bones said in a booming voice, looking at Lockhart calmly.

"Trial of Gilderoy Lockhart's violation of the Statute of Secrecy of the International Confederation of Wizards, the Wizengamot Code, the Restriction of Dangerous Dark Creatures and other laws. Interrogator: Minister of Magic Connelly

Oswald Fudge; Amelia Susan Bones, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement..."

Following Ms. Bones's voice, Cornelius Fudge quickly regained his composure, coughed slightly, and resumed leading the trial.

However, the preemptive plans planned by the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot Tribunal naturally cannot continue.

Lockhart stood gracefully in the center of the stone platform, as if he was being interviewed rather than interrogated.

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"Professor Lockhart... I didn't expect him to be quite handsome."

In the stands not far away, Hermione looked at the blond wizard below and whispered.

The data of the Great Arcana Council will not record everyone's strength, and of course this cannot be quantified.

Thinking about it carefully, this seemed to be the first time she had seen Lockhart cast a spell with her own eyes.

Compared to Elena's barbaric magic, Lockhart's magic is undoubtedly much more elegant in terms of visual effects and atmosphere.

"Ahem, Professor Lockhart is engaged——"

Elena coughed lightly and reminded her casually with a calm expression.

"However, his magical ability is not bad to begin with...otherwise Dumbledore would not have invited him to teach in the school."

"As...a grammar professor?"

Hermione glanced at Elena and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Since there were parents and other wizards nearby, Hermione couldn't directly retaliate against Elena.

If she remembered correctly, Lockhart could teach at Hogwarts or join the Destiny Group...

It seems that Elena is responsible for all these things. This white-haired dumpling is so bad that Professor Dumbledore has taken many scapegoats.

"What is that layer of magical protection? That guy Lockhart - he can actually withstand so many Auror attacks?!"

Lucius Malfoy looked down in shock. He graduated just a little earlier than Lockhart.

When he was in school, Lockhart was just a talker, but he didn't have the magical power he has now.

More importantly, there were a dozen Aurors! The concentrated fire of dozens of curses!

Even the Dark Lord—well—the one who was beaten to death in public not long ago—probably wouldn’t be able to counteract so many curses so lightly, right?!

"Amber, Hogwarts' exclusive magical protection."

Elena explained seriously and glanced at the adults in the box.

"This is the result of Professor Dumbledore teaming up with some top wizards. I heard that it borrowed part of the magic power of Hogwarts Castle."
To be continued...