Chapter 1306: A Cross-Century Magical Speech (Middle)

Hogwarts, Lockhart's voice echoed across the Quidditch pitch.

"A thousand years ago, four great wizards founded Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry here."

"Since then, magical education has emerged in this world, and magical knowledge has been passed down stably and reliably."

"In that barbaric and ignorant era, Hogwarts was like a lighthouse in the darkness, illuminating the path to magic for people."

"The birth of modern magic schools was like a joyful dawn, ending the long night that bound the freedom of magic. From then on, everyone could learn magic freely, without any secular constraints. Even though the magical civilization has experienced several dangerous wars, as long as Hogwarts still stands, the future of magical freedom will still exist."

Gilderoy Lockhart looked around at the faces, some young, some steady, some old, his voice gradually rising.

His experience as a grammar class professor for more than a year, as well as his resume as a leader of black-robed wizards, greatly enhanced his charisma and skills.

He paused slightly for half a second, took a deep breath, stroked the edge of the hard interrogation table with his right hand, and suddenly raised his volume.

"But—"

"A thousand years have passed, and magic is still not completely free!"

"A thousand years have passed, and magic is still eking out an existence in Muggle towns and under the concealment of the Statute of Secrecy;"

"A thousand years have passed, and wizards still live on a poor island in an ocean of material abundance;"

"A thousand years have passed, and wizards still shrink into the corners of human society and realize that they are an anomaly in human civilization."

"I am here today to be judged in order to make this appalling and critical reality known to the public."

Gilderoy Lockhart slammed the table heavily and pointed his right hand at Cornelius Fudge and others in front of him.

"Our government, the magical government, the International Confederation of Wizards, promises to give us order!"

"Yes, they did it—by constantly dividing our compatriots."

"Half-bloods, Mudbloods, mixed-bloods, pure-blood wizards, werewolves, septicemia patients, radiation sickness patients..."

"People who work hard and yearn for a better life are thrown into prison, while liars who are full of lies and steal other people's interests live in high positions and enjoy the delicious taste of power."

"The magical government has not fulfilled the sacred obligations entrusted to them by the vast number of wizards and the four founders of Hogwarts. They have only given all those who aspire to magic a blank check, which was returned after being stamped with 'Limited by the International Statute of Secrecy'. A whole thousand years have passed, and magic cannot even walk in the sunlight!"

Mad, mad—

Cornelius Fudge took a step back, muttering to himself.

He widened his eyes and finally understood what Lockhart wanted to do.

"Quick, grab that guy! Don't let him continue, grab him quickly!"

"Nonsense! You are actually accusing the International Confederation of Wizards?!"

At the same time, the officials of the International Confederation of Wizards were also furious and stood up one after another.

Aurors and wizards from the Confederation drew their wands and sent spells towards Lockhart's direction.

However, no spell could successfully approach within two meters of Lockhart—the amber barrier appeared again.

The amber film, like a soap bubble, silently absorbed all magical attacks, without even a ripple.

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"Professor McGonagall, I hope the school will immediately remove this protection!"

In the upper box of the Quidditch pitch, an official from the International Confederation of Wizards said angrily.

The moment Lockhart mentioned the Statute of Secrecy, he immediately realized the other party's sinister intentions.

What public confession, what return to school for repentance is all fake!

Lockhart, this guy, clearly wants to imitate Grindelwald half a century ago and bewitch people in public.

"Sorry—"

Professor McGonagall looked at the middle-aged official who was angry and somewhat frightened, and shrugged helplessly.

"The Amber Magic was left behind by Dumbledore before he disappeared. We still have many doubts about this mysterious magic."

"As I introduced at the beginning, once the amber is activated, the internal and external spaces will be completely isolated until the magic disappears."

She looked at Lockhart below, a meaningful look flashing in her eyes.

Dumbledore should have established some mysterious wizarding association, which she could roughly perceive some clues about.

Professor Apocalyps, Nicolas Flamel, Scamander... These big figures who have appeared at Hogwarts during this period are likely members of that mysterious wizarding organization—in fact, this is not a secret. As early as half a century ago, when fighting Grindelwald, Dumbledore established such a small group.

The only difference is that this time, many young faces that are unbelievable have also joined the "small group."

For example, Aileen Kaslana, and for example...?

Gilderoy Lockhart, the youngest "Demon King" wizard born this century?

Professor McGonagall recalled the description she had seen in the newspaper not long ago and glanced at the official next to her, who was a mixture of surprise and anger.

If nothing unexpected happens, Lockhart's trial should be an important move left by Dumbledore's "human evaporation."

Professor McGonagall frowned and stared at the young wizard below.

In her opinion, Lockhart seemed like a younger, improved version of Gellert Grindelwald.

However, with Dumbledore's wisdom, it is impossible not to understand that this is no longer the chaotic era of that time.

The world war of that year failed to bring wizards onto the stage of the non-magical world, and it is even more impossible to do so in this peaceful era.

Neither the International Confederation of Wizards nor the various Muggle governments want this to happen:

The stronger Lockhart's speech is, the more he will be a thorn in the side of all forces.

If the British magical world had not abolished the death penalty, she even suspected that the Wizengamot Wizard Court intended to execute Lockhart on the spot.

Of course, the premise is that the wizards present can catch the "Demon King" Lockhart.

McGonagall's pen pal in the Armenian magical world told her that on the night when the magic ministries of various countries were breached, Lockhart single-handedly held back—or, more precisely, single-handedly subdued hundreds of werewolves. McGonagall knew she could not do this, and the subsequent rumors and attitudes of the Ministry of Magic further confirmed this.

Professor McGonagall never thought that the frivolous, boastful Ravenclaw boy of that year would grow to this point in the blink of an eye.

Gilderoy Lockhart, the boy who was once punished for inscribing his name in ten-meter letters on the Quidditch pitch, has become a top wizard that even she has to look up to.

And the mysterious pusher who silently facilitated all of this...

The one hidden from the public's view.

Professor McGonagall turned her head and looked worriedly at the highest tower of the distant castle.

"Where exactly are you at this time, what exactly do you want to do..."

"...Professor Dumbledore?"