Chapter 75: Do It to Me Now (Please Read On)

Chapter 75: Do it to me quickly (please read~)

Fudge couldn't hear, he was still immersed in the pleasure of exercising his power.

The little wizards didn't hear it either. They were making a lot of noise, some explained to the principal, and some cursed.

The professors didn't hear it either. They clenched their wands tightly, fearing that the basilisk would rush out from some unknown place in the next second.

Harry heard it.

Although Dumbledore didn't hear it, he noticed the strange magic.

"Help...save me..." Under the footsteps, there was a faint cry, getting closer and closer.

Someone noticed this movement.

He turned his eyes away, and in an instant, he screamed.

It's Professor Lockhart.

His face was pale and his figure was stooped, but the most eye-catching thing was his stomach that was cut open and almost empty, which he couldn't hide even if he bent over.

The remaining organs were stacked neatly, as if something had been placed there before.

That trace is like a book.

It dawned on Harry that he knew where Lockhart had hidden the Dark Arts item.

The screams were contagious, and they came from the mouths of one little wizard after another.

Fudge's eyes widened in disbelief.

I sent a message to myself last night saying that someone was murdered at Hogwarts today.

result…

Is it himself?

Is this way of making headlines a little too desperate?

"Gilderoy, what's going on?" He stepped forward and asked with concern.

Lockhart raised his hand: "Quick, help me."

But mid-sentence, his tongue was tied, and he shouted in a strange tone: "The secret room, the secret room has been opened!"

After saying that, he fell down and fell hard to the ground.

Fudge's expression changed and he felt a little overwhelmed. He opened his mouth and looked at the person at the teacher's desk who was being threatened by him just now.

He has reacted.

"All deans, take the students back to the lounge. Classes are suspended today." Dumbledore waved his wand, "Prefects and senior students protect the junior students."

Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, also gave the order: "Now, all Aurors will cooperate with the professors' work, and the remaining people will search for dark magic items."

In the auditorium, the crowd dispersed.

Only Dumbledore, Harry, Fudge and Scrimgeour were left.

And Lockhart was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Fudge waved his hands in panic, calling to those he could command: "Quick, send him to the school doctor's office..."

"Cornelly, I don't think this is necessary." Dumbledore spoke slowly, his eyes cold.

Fudge was stunned.

"Tom, aren't you coming out?" Dumbledore looked at "Lockhart" who was lying on the ground, raised his wand, and pointed it at him.

Fudge didn't know why: "Dumbledore, what are you talking about? He just..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

The man who was lying down propped himself up on the ground and stood up in a folded way, with a calm smile on his face that Lockhart could never have had: "Professor Dumbledore, long time no see."

Dumbledore looked at his broken belly and squeezed the wand with his fingers: "This is really something you can do."

"Put that thing in your belly."

"Put down your wand, Professor." "Lockhart" still smiled, "What's the use of holding something up that you don't even need?"

Dumbledore didn't listen to him.

"You're worrying me so much." Lockhart said softly, "Compared with fifty years ago, Professor Dumbledore, you haven't improved at all."

"You couldn't catch me then."

"Now you still can't."

"Do people become more incompetent as they grow older? It seems that I am a bit like you."

Dumbledore responded to him: "Your attainments in soul magic are really unexpected. Are you fused with Lockhart's soul?"

"No, it should be said that Lockhart's soul was fused with you?"

"No wonder……"

"Lockhart" interrupted him: "No wonder you even used your least favorite black magic, but you only detected a complete soul and no other scraps, so you couldn't confirm where I am?"

"You are too kind, my dear Professor Dumbledore. If you can be ruthless, just like Mr. Grindelwald, he is just an incompetent professor. What's the harm in sacrificing him for the greater good?"

"So now, what should you do?"

As he spoke, he dragged his heavy body forward and said, "My dear professor, this is your best opportunity."

He raised his hand and touched the face tenderly: "I stand in front of you defenseless."

"Korean Curse?"

"Li Huo?"

"Or other dark magic, you know which ones I'm referring to. Those can easily kill Lockhart, and me parasitizing in Lockhart's body - the crisis in Hogwarts can be resolved with this!"

"Come on, aren't you still holding your wand?"

"It's just a spell. It's easy for you to cast. It can even be cast silently."

"Just a second."

Dumbledore did nothing.

"Lockhart" felt confident and laughed loudly: "Professor Dumbledore, you are great."

"But your weakness is too obvious. Are you going to enclose yourself in this castle to protect your weakness?"

"You obviously have such a powerful power, but how dare you burn my cabinet to threaten me?"

Dumbledore thought about the past.

"Rules are used to restrain the weak." "Lockhart" looked at Fudge with contempt, "The weak naturally have to obey the words of the strong."

"This is what you taught me."

"But as the strongest wizard, you choose to suffer, and want to be trapped in the rules set by the weak, and willingly bind yourself."

"An incompetent man wearing the hat of the Minister of Magic can step on your face and give you orders, and you still have to obey his orders?"

"It's ridiculous."

"My dear professor, this is ridiculous."

"If it were me, he should kneel down now, kiss the back of my feet, and call me master devoutly."

"This is what the strongest deserves."

Fudge's face turned pale, and he looked at Dumbledore in panic - compared with the unknown dark wizard named "Tom" in front of him, who was using the body of "Lockhart" and causing a great crisis to Hogwarts, he was more afraid of what he feared day and night: "Dumbledore will replace him and become the Minister of Magic."

Harry didn't speak.

He looked at "Lockhart" fearfully, alert to the soul that resided in this body.

Language is one of the most powerful magics in the world.

He was obviously proficient in this aspect of magic, wielding an invisible blade to tear the space between Fudge and Dumbledore.

"You still have time to think about it, to wake up and change." "Lockhart" bravely opened his arms and fearlessly showed his cut belly to Dumbledore without reservation and naked.

"Come on, kill Lockhart, kill me."

"You know that Lockhart deserves it."

"A criminal who stole other people's lives, as the greatest white wizard, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, Professor Dumbledore, you have the ability to defy the laws of the Ministry of Magic and make the most just execution you think."

Dumbledore's face changed.

Fudge was even more terrified.

"Lockhart" waved his wand.

The hourglass appeared out of thin air, fell to the ground with a thud, and the fine sand slid down like silk.

"You only have so little time to think about it."

"The magic I left on Lockhart can only last so long."

He stopped talking.

There was only the sound of the hourglass falling.

Dumbledore still did not move. Tom's words made it difficult for him to start. The things that made him feel most at ease in the past few decades have now become the strongest shackles, binding him.

Break the principles of decades and no longer abide by the rules?

Or still be bound...

"Professor, everything is for Hogwarts and for the students." Harry reminded, his hand had reached into the Sorting Hat and grasped the hilt of Gryffindor.

Dumbledore did not speak, his expression was painful.

It seemed that he was thinking of many past events.

"Scrimgeour, this is the duty of your Aurors." He finally put down his wand, slowly opened his mouth, and said this sentence, "But Tom."

"Where is your thing?"

"I'm sure it's not on Lockhart."

"You and I both know what it is."

"Even if I kill him, I can't kill you. You can't lie to me again."

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