Chapter 116 Chapter 115: Close to the face and open up! Neighing in the underground passage!
Professor "Lockhart"'s reaction may only have been noticed by Ian and Aurora, who looked over subconsciously. Several professors sitting next to Professor "Lockhart" did not realize that something was wrong.
Most of them just felt that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's reaction was that he failed to suppress his inner emotions. This was very consistent with everyone's tendency to be superficial about Gilderoy Lockhart's character. view.
In fact, several professors were also shocked by the sudden news. They looked at each other in shock, but they were also very active in their hearts, but they still maintained dignified and serious expressions on the surface.
“Quiet!”
Professor McGonagall even tried to ask the little wizards to be quiet, but almost all the little wizards in the auditorium were chattering, and her voice was directly drowned by the twin brothers' loud reading.
“Brothers and sisters, the world only knows that I, Gellert Grindelwald, have done great things, and his failure has made me a devil and executioner in the eyes of countless people.”
“But is this really the case?”
“You have molded me into a criminal who is ruthless and eager to kill you. You praise your victory every day, but you don’t I didn’t realize that I was fighting for you.”
“Of course I can see things that you can’t see. The old roads can no longer lead us forward. They have already. It has become a shackle that binds us, imprisoning our thoughts in stereotypes. What I have done in the past has always been to save us all. ”
"Without breakthroughs and innovations, there will be no progress... This is a truth that even Muggles understand, but I think the long-term comfortable life has prevented too many wizards from seeing this."
"Look at the magical world now. Is it better than in the past? Or is it worse than in the past? I think anyone with the ability to think independently can see the truth."
"I I am also a human being with flesh and blood and emotions. Demonizing me cannot hide this, nor can I hide it. The increasing decline is a reality that is difficult to conceal in today's magic world."
"I am already at the pinnacle of magic. I left all of you behind me decades ago, and my abilities are getting better and better. With great responsibility comes great responsibility, so I devoted myself to my career back then.”
“It used to be a very glorious past for me, and I still don’t think I need to bear any responsibility for it. After all, I have always wanted it. All just to make the wizard great again!”
"Dictator? Dumbledore is the dictator!"
"I just lost because I am not as cunning and cunning as him!"
"In looking back on being imprisoned for many years, I gradually understood that the relationship between Dumbledore and I was not just a simple old enemy and A short-lived friendship."
"My failure may have been doomed from the beginning."
"It may be difficult for you people to understand, but I think I lost because of my emphasis on feelings... …Yes, we had true love, and I think that’s why I failed.”
"After all, love is the most powerful magic. Even if I try it all over again, I will still fail, because love will always defeat the person who is trapped the deepest."
"No, no, no, no. , It’s not the kind of love that comes from family, but the love that is taken advantage of. He is an Englishman. Don’t you, a young reporter, understand what I mean?”
“This inference of mine, no, It is definitely a reasonable summary of the past. Reasonable... Believe me, I am Grindelwald, can I still lie to you about this kind of thing?"
"Dumbledore took advantage of this. I have summarized what I have read... ...No, it’s the life I recall. Obviously I lost to Dumbledore, who had already planned everything!”
“He is a despicable, vicious, evil British male succubus who seduced me! ! ”
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The twin brothers almost climbed onto the dining table, and their recital was also full of passion. Both the young and old wizards in the auditorium exclaimed again and again.
No way, the headlines of the Daily Prophet were too explosive, especially the last sentence, which seemed to be full of sorrow that Dumbledore was an evil male succubus, it was even more explosive. This was the reason why all the professors on the teacher's bench had tense expressions. It even made Professor "Lockhart" perform the unique trick of squirting milk for more than ten meters in front of the public.
Judging from the facial expression of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he was also extremely confused. He had never expected this scene. After all, the powerful prophet was pressed to the ground and rubbed hard by the Daily Prophet. .
Fate, who could have imagined this?
No guarantee for late holidays!
Grindelwald and Dumbledore are both in danger! Just look at the chatter among the little wizards. They don’t doubt the credibility of the “news media” at all.
"Did Dumbledore really fall in love with Grindelwald?"
"Oh my God! I have to write a letter to tell my parents the news. No, they may be I knew it earlier, after all, my family has always ordered the Daily Prophet! It turns out that the Dumbledore family has male succubus blood! You must know the inside story! Can’t you tell us more details?”
"Hiss~ No wonder I think the scary and evil Ian Prince also has a special charm! The reason has been found!"
......
Aurora is not the only one who has been harassed by Wuwu Disaster , even Ian, who was sitting on the Ravenclaw table, received frequent glances from Gesha Selwyn and Daphne Greengrass who were exclaiming.
They have unanimously agreed that Ian has the blood of the Dumbledore family.
Of course, Ian doesn't know this yet. His eyes have been looking at the real Grindelwald in the teacher's seat. The extraordinary prophet disguised as a straw bag writer seems to be choking on the milk.
"Hiss~ I didn't expect that besides Principal Dumbledore, there would be someone who could make Grindelwald break through!"
Once upon a time.
When he first learned that Grindelwald had replaced Lockhart as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, Ian had wondered whether Nurmengard would be empty. .
He felt that the most seamless plan would be to have a saint pretend to be Grindelwald and stay in Nurmengard to confuse the public. This would not only not cause a commotion but also confuse many followers.
Facts at this time proved that Ian's guess was not wrong, but he did not expect that the impostor pretending to be Grindelwald was not a saint. He seriously doubted that Grindelwald was the real Lockhart. Transferred to the past.
"How dare you do this, Lao Ge? That's Lockhart, who is even willing to kill himself for the sake of fame!" Ian felt that his guesses and inferences were probably pretty close.
If this were not the case, this report would never have been published in a British newspaper. And how could the Saints dare to slander the boss they had followed for many years? He even made some remarks about love and succubi! I am afraid that only the imaginative writer Gilderoy Lockhart can make such remarks.
Read between the lines of the article interview.
They all share the same style of Gilderoy Lockhart’s sensationalism to attract attention.
"What a mess of reports! Don't these newspapers have any other news to push?" The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor took a while to catch his breath.
While wiping the table in front of him with a handkerchief, he spoke with speechless and annoyed criticism, "The person who wrote this kind of report should be sent to the stake. He is simply slandering our principal... and that one Parents of innocent students imprisoned in Austria. "
This may be a morning that Grindelwald did not expect.
"Grindelwald is not innocent, Professor Lockhart. That era was too far away from us, and you have been living in England, so you may not know what kind of dark wizard he is." Quirrell also told the news Lee was deeply shocked by the interview, but he still responded in a low voice to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
“…”
Grindelwald looked deeply at the young man.
"I bet that the things in this report are definitely not what Grindelwald himself said." The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor still insisted on defending himself to the professors around him.
"I know Dumbledore, and the Daily Prophet is indeed sensationalizing." Professor McGonagall also didn't believe the content of the report. Next to her sat the muttering Dean Ravenclaw and Hutch. Dean Patch. The two people did not express their views on the news, but were just discussing why Grindelwald suddenly came forward.
No one knows whether the news is fake or not.
But the photo of Grindelwald smiling in the newspaper cannot be faked.
"Sorry, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, so I have to leave for now." Gilderoy Grindelwald squeezed a twisted newspaper and stood up suddenly.
He hurried towards the door of the auditorium, not knowing whether he wanted to go back to Austria quickly... Grindelwald probably didn't expect that Lockhart could add drama by himself to such an extent.
"Damn idiot! There's something wrong with your brain!" When the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor passed by Ian, Ian could still hear the indignant curses coming from his mouth.
"Sorry, I don't know anything." Aurora saw her grandfather's slightly embarrassed back for the first time. After hesitating for a moment, she put down the food in her hands and followed him.
The little Germanic girl actually had a bit of excitement on her face. She didn't know if she really wanted to ask Dumbledore and Grindelwald about the story they had to tell.
Or maybe you think you have found a handle on your grandfather?
Ian still can't understand the filial family.
“Everyone, be silent!”
This time Professor McGonagall used magic, her voice overwhelmed all the chirping little wizards, she waved her wand and confiscated everything in the auditorium. newspaper.
Not just the Daily Prophet.
The copy of "Wizards and Muggles Express" in Ian's hand was not spared. After the two Grindelwalds left, he was originally reading about a wildfire in Little Hangleton. reports.
Since everyone rushed to read the Daily Prophet, some newspapers were thrown onto the table by those who ordered them. What caught Ian's attention were the photos in the newspapers.
Although the wildfire burned almost everything, Ian still recognized the location in the photo, which was Little Hangleton where he was once taken by Grindelwald to get the Resurrection Stone Ring.
Voldemort’s hometown.
The news report did not point this out. The content only focused on the Muggle world's inability to control even wildfires. In the article, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper discussed the British defense, military, technology, bureaucracy, and people's livelihood. After analyzing various aspects, we finally came to the conclusion that this country is not far from national subjugation and annihilation.
“There are capable people in the wizarding world.”
After the newspaper was confiscated, Ian also praised the editor-in-chief of the small newspaper for his long-term vision. The young wizards around him still continued to discuss the topic of Dumbledore and Grindelwald in low voices after Professor McGonagall's warning.
He didn’t dare to integrate.
Because he had just felt that the unstoppable Grindelwald really wanted to send Quirrell to the stake, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts this year might be more vengeful than Voldemort.
God knows if Lao Ge continued to leave any eavesdropping methods in the auditorium, and recorded the little wizards and professors who had said bad things about him in a small book in the future to settle accounts one by one.
"Ian, do you think our principal is really a succubus? If that's the case, I can understand why my old grandmother is still obsessed with Dumbledore."
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William tried to bring Ian into the discussion.
Ian lowered his eyes and continued to chew the meat. Facing the little wizards who were expecting him to express his opinion, he almost gave his answer without blinking.
“I think our Hogwarts has a relatively long history and has graduated more wizards. I hope that the number of useful wizard talents we can input into society next year will hit a new high.”
"Hogwarts' elite training route is not a failure, but in the entire teaching arrangement and adjustment, more attention should be paid to improving the living standards and environmental awareness of the young wizards."
The answer is wrong, and the answer is wrong. mouth, the little wizards who listened were more and more confused.
"Did you wake up? Or didn't you hear William's question?" Michael waved his hand in front of Ian's eyes, trying to confirm that Ian was not sleepwalking.
William also pressed Ian's shoulder.
"Wake up, Ian, it's big news. Big news. I only like girls...can I still be a saint?" He lowered his voice with a hint of worry. . "I'm awake."
Ian turned to look at his green-haired roommate. The boy who could print Dumbledore and a bunch of men on his underwear was actually telling him about himself. I only like girls and am afraid that I will not be a saint because of it.
"Little Professor, you have had more contact with Principal Dumbledore. Can you tell us what you think?" The chocolate frog boy and several other little guys in the small classroom came over.
"What! The indoor flying class is about to start! We can't be late!" Ian finally took a piece of beef into his mouth, and then jumped up under the shocked and confused gaze of everyone. .
His back disappeared quickly.
It's like a boy turned into the wind.
……
During the indoor flying class, the little wizards were not late, and they did not see Ian leaving the auditorium five minutes early. When the bell rang for class, Ian locked himself in the Room of Requirement.
He did not write the news bulletin, and he was not the person interviewed, so he did not want to be involved in it and become a punching bag for the two old men to vent their grievances and annoyance.
“Hogwarts is really dangerous!” Ian thought that Lockhart might be in danger. When he went upstairs, he took a peek and saw that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was frantically writing letters in his office.
Aurora was punished to stand in the corner of the office looking ashen as a quail - it was not that Ian did not rescue his good friend, but that he felt that Aurora should learn not to be a punching bag on her own.
“It’s the safest to stay with you.” Ian hugged the dementor who was lifted out of the cage, and by the way, he put some rag-like rags on the dementor’s body. The "hair" of the strip.
The obedient dementor had learned not to breathe in Ian, and probably understood that breathing in would not work, so he just stared blankly at Ian as he knitted his "hair" into a handkerchief.
"Could this really be the raw material for the invisibility cloak?" Not only had Ian never come into contact with the invisibility cloak among the three holy artifacts, he had never even gotten his hands on an invisibility cloak made from the fur of an invisible beast.
Of course, although he has never seen a real invisibility cloak, this does not prevent Ian from sitting in the middle of the large classroom, gnawing beef and studying the "fur" of the dementors.
Such an alchemical material has never been recorded in many books, which means that Ian must understand its properties from scratch and know how many changes it will undergo under the influence of magic.
Only by fully understanding the properties of the material can Ian try to use it - an invisibility handkerchief may be meaningless, but it can verify the authenticity of Ravenclaw's remarks about the Three Holy Artifacts.
Although Ian respected the founders of Hogwarts very much and would verbally thank them every now and then, he would still only truly believe in things that he had verified.
"It is indeed a magic material."
While analyzing the characteristics of the Dementor's "fur", Ian also noticed the cooling effect of this material. If he had He looked up thoughtfully and looked at the Dementor not far away.
It was just an ordinary look, but I never expected that the Dementor was so frightened that he immediately ran to the front of the cage, opened the cage himself, got in and closed the cage again.
"What are you afraid of? It's winter now, and I won't pick out your hair to make a mat." Ian felt that it was not just the Slytherin students at Hogwarts who misunderstood him.
The same goes for this timid dementor.
"Evil...evil...wizard..." The dementor was huddled in the corner of the cage and shivering. The dementor who was forced to panic still seemed to be able to speak human language.
The language system of this dementor is much more powerful than at the beginning.
"Have you ever seen an evil wizard give you such a good reward? I treat you much better than the civil servants in Azkaban!" Ian immediately raised his wand and hit the Dementor [Fear] The modified version of the spell [Happy Arrival], he combined Legilimency and Legilimency and realized something new on his own.
False happiness is also happiness.
Ian let the dementors experience the scene of sucking the souls of hundreds of wizards at the same time in their minds - after jumping up and down in the cage for a while, the dementors lay on the ground and turned their bellies with joy.
“This is what I call kindness!” Ian ran up and pulled out a few handfuls of rag-like hair. The Dementor was immersed in happiness and remained unmoved. He only thought that the other party was already attracted by him. Probation acquiesced in his behavior.
A whole morning.
Ian was immersed in the process of studying the materials of the invisibility cloak. When he felt hungry again, he walked out of the Room of Requirement and saw the sunny weather outside the window.
"Just right, I also need phantom silk and ghost gray stone powder." Ian is going to use normal wizard alchemy methods to forge the dementor towel he has woven into an invisible towel. Of course, the complete production process of the invisibility cloak is a secret, and Ian does not have complete knowledge about the monopoly industry of the invisibility cloak.
However, this does not prevent him from conceiving and pondering on his own.
Alchemical creations are all things created by people from scratch. Since they are all things that others can create, Ian thinks why can't he figure out a similar forging process? All he wants is a short-term finished product that can have the effect of invisibility.
If the "fur" of the dementor can indeed replace the fur of the invisible beast, then it should be possible to create alchemical works with invisibility effects.
Even if the invisibility effect is very poor, there is still a verification result. If the seemingly simpler invisibility cloak can be successful, he will have more confidence in the effect of re-engraving the resurrection stone.
"After all, I have to give it a try. If I don't succeed, it's just a failure. My proficiency is increasing, so I won't lose anything." Ian looked at the land outside the castle through the corridor window.
The heavy rain has stopped.
The little wizards all started to breathe the fresh air outside, and there was also a group of eager Quidditch guys who were training. Even if they were shivering from the cold, they still had the enthusiasm to die on their broomsticks. .
"Hagrid will definitely not allow me to enter the Forbidden Forest. I have to find a secret passage that leads directly to the Forbidden Forest." Ian took out his Marauder's Map and looked at it carefully.
There are countless secret passages hidden throughout the castle, some of which may not even have been known to Dumbledore. He quickly found a corridor at the bottom of the basement of Hogwarts.
It is a product of the dangerous background of the Middle Ages.
It is a secret passage that does not see sunlight all year round. It is almost never used by anyone, but in an emergency, teachers and students can quickly leave the school through this corridor without being discovered by the enemy.
"It just so happens that we are going to the Forbidden Forest!" Ian immediately ran towards the stairs to the basement, but it still took him more than ten minutes to reach his destination.
It’s not that Ian’s legs are short, or that the journey is too long, but that he may have been a little unlucky today, and encountered a boring waiting time for a staircase change on the way.
The stairs that kept making a clicking sound changed very slowly, like an old machine. Ian could only wait for them to come back together and stop before he could continue going down.
This is Ian's first experience of being "stuck" in mid-air.
"Meow~"
There was more than one unlucky thing. As soon as Ian bypassed Snape's office and walked into a place where few people came, he saw the administrator's smelly cat pouncing from the corner. out.
After being cast by Ian once [Fear Comes], it became obsessed with Ian and always wanted to launch sneak attacks on Ian's shoes. Of course, it was not successful every time.
I saw Ian reaching for his wand.
The ghostly cat immediately ran away, running as fast as it could. It was out of Ian's field of vision in a flash. The speed seemed to make Ian feel that it had the blood of a cheetah.
"This dead cat must go to the administrator to complain!" Ian didn't intend to give Filch a chance to play hide-and-seek with him. He simply found the entrance and got in.
This is a passage that is not too crowded and narrow, but the slope is slightly steep, and it is pitch black all around. Ian raised his wand and lit his lighting spell.
"Fluorescent flashing!"
The lighting spell directly illuminated the entire corridor. Ian saw several rats running away frantically, and there were several rats on the ground made of hard soil. Some wet water damage.
Those water stains came from the constant dripping of water from the top of the head, and I don’t know if they were pipes that were in disrepair. Ian almost couldn’t escape the disgusting experience of having the unknown liquid slide down his face.
"Could it be Snape's urine?"
Ian thought that not many people would pee in the basement toilet. He didn't know the spell to avoid the rain, so he could only conjure it up for himself. An umbrella protected his hair and skin.
There were many bumpy stones on the ground, as well as some rotten bones of unknown creatures. Ian walked very slowly along the way. After all, if he fell in this place, he would definitely be sick for half a year.
Because no one has been cleaning and maintaining it all year round, the air is still filled with a rotten and disgusting smell, which makes Ian have to cast a hair soaking spell on himself.
This is the magic used for diving.
It will form a protective bubble on the head of the spell caster, allowing the caster to breathe and move normally for a long time even when underwater. It is a practical way to isolate the unpleasant smell from the surroundings.
“The school directors must have misappropriated all the school’s maintenance funds!”
Ian walked towards the outside of the school through the winding passage. It took more than an hour for the passage to begin. Spreading upward, it is almost reaching the area where the Forbidden Forest is located.
The Marauder's Map has lost its "network connection" and there is no movement. Just when Ian was wondering if he should ask the elves to come and clean this secret passage when they have free time.
“Hiss, hiss~”
As the passage winds.
Ian just turned a corner, and accompanied by a scalp-numbing sound, a horrifying scene suddenly appeared in front of him.
In front of the passage.
Huddled up was a deformed creature. Its body was twisted and huge, and its skin was covered with various strange lines and lumps, as if it was a victim of some unknown disease.
The bright light of the lighting spell illuminated the creature, and also revealed the disease the poor creature was infected with. On the side of the creature's head was a clearly visible distorted human face.
Pale, thin, and hideous—this face is in stark contrast to the creature's body, as if it were a foreign object that has been forcibly embedded, which is as creepy as any.
"I just said I had bad luck today!"
Ian was shocked.
The deformed creature was disturbed by his lighting spell, and the face occupying the top of its head suddenly opened its eyes. It was cold and vicious, and its eyes full of coldness stared into Ian's eyes.
"I'm actually a... student of Hogwarts... It seems that fate is on my side." A strange smile appeared on the face, and his voice was hoarse with excitement and surprise at the same time.
A dense black mist began to fill the air.
The twisted and mutilated soul controlled the deformed creature and stood up.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The penetrating green light seemed to dye the entire underground passage with a layer of green.
It originates from the magic wand.
It was the nervous little wizard who took the lead.
(End of this chapter)