allendalepharm Chapter 215 Is it any of their business?
Chapter 215 Is it any of their business?
Chapter 215 Is it any of their business?
"Gidero Lockhart..."
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Headmaster's Office.
Dumbledore looked at Lockhart with a slightly troubled expression, his gaze extremely strange. "You always seem to know things that others don't?"
Lockhart shrugged, picked up a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean from the candy bowl on the table, and casually unwrapped it. "Strictly speaking, I'm actually a prophet in some way."
prophet?
Dumbledore couldn't help but look at Grindelwald beside him.
Grindelwald, however, watched Lockhart with a cold smile as he tossed the candy into his mouth before saying, "So, mysterious prophet, do you know that the candy in your hand tastes like chili soap?"
Lockhart suppressed his nausea, chewed a couple of times, and swallowed. Feeling extremely uncomfortable, he picked up the iced drink on the table and gulped it down. Finally, he let out a long sigh of relief. "Now I know."
Snape, watching the group's idle chatter, grew increasingly anxious. "The important thing is Peter Pettigrew! He's right under our noses!"
"Yes," Grindelwald said with a sneer, looking at Lockhart. "Why didn't you say so before?"
Lockhart burped and casually put the cup back on the table. "Because I needed to keep an eye on him to find Voldemort's trail, but I fought Voldemort yesterday and found that I seem to have the ability to confront him head-on, so I don't have to put up with this guy hanging around in front of me anymore."
"You fought Voldemort? Yesterday?" Snape exclaimed, looking Lockhart up and down to make sure the guy in front of him was alright.
He's perfectly fine, lively and energetic.
Dumbledore frowned. "Peter is a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I think you're mistaken. You're using him to track Voldemort."
Lockhart's lips curled into a smile, and he raised an eyebrow. "Do you still think so?"
Old Deng fell silent.
Perhaps, possibly, Deng Xiaoping really misjudged the situation this time; otherwise, he wouldn't have stood by and watched Sirius Black suffer in Azkaban for over a decade.
Lockhart then looked at Grindelwald, who pursed his lips and said, "Don't look at me. I'm a prophet, not a know-it-all. The past is always buried in the dust of history, unlike a prophet's foresight."
"All right."
Lockhart's expression turned serious as he earnestly recounted this buried past, "The Loyalty Charm you arranged for the Potters... Sirius Black, the Secret Service agent who thought himself clever, believed there were spies within the Order of the Phoenix and that his identity as the Secret Service agent would be targeted. To prevent the spies from revealing this fatal information, he secretly replaced the Secret Service agent..."
As he spoke, his expression became somewhat strange. "It's been replaced by Peter Pettigrew, the spy."
"Given the chance to meet, it would be only natural for Peter Pettigrew, who is adept at creating death threats, and the cowardly Peter Pettigrew, to become a spy."
Snape, struggling to suppress his anger, wanted to unleash a torrent of abuse, but knew it wasn't the right place. He simply glared angrily at Lockhart, "Why didn't that idiot Sirius choose Lupin? Didn't the Marauders always say Lupin was the most reliable?"
Lockhart shrugged. How would he know?
Dumbledore sighed, his voice filled with melancholy. "Because of Lupin's werewolf identity, many in the Order of the Phoenix suspected that he was the one who leaked information about an important operation. It was an unbearable leak, and many brave warriors of the Order of the Phoenix died."
That war claimed the lives of far too many outstanding individuals. Wizards with exceptional abilities, such as Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, lost their brilliant lives at a young age and were never mentioned again.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the office became somewhat oppressive.
Fortunately, there's still one bad guy trying to steer the conversation off-topic.
Grindelwald said coldly, "Traitors should be killed! Lockhart, why did you help cover this up!"
"I just said!" Lockhart ignored him and looked at Dumbledore. "Last year, Corban also tried to kill me. This high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic and the head of a pure-blood family has too many ways to deal with me. You know, the most dangerous time was when he almost sent me to Azkaban."
"But you said you needed him, that you needed him to lure out Voldemort, and that I should endure it."
"I did it."
"Then you can't criticize me for doing the same thing from that perspective."
The reason I didn't mention it before was because we needed Peter Pettigrew to help Voldemort resurrect. By following this line, we could find Voldemort, who had just been resurrected and was at his weakest, and capture him completely.
He's saying it now because he's discovered he has a way to deal with Voldemort, so there's no need for any tricks anymore. Tricks always have their flaws, and once he has the ability to fight fair and square, he naturally won't be so fixated on them anymore.
Dumbledore didn't speak, but his gentle expression clearly indicated that he wouldn't take the matter to heart.
Grindelwald, however, seemed curious. "You just said you fought Voldemort yesterday? What were the results?"
Lockhart's expression immediately lit up with excitement, and he chuckled mischievously, "He's a werewolf now, the kind where wolfsbane has seeped into his soul!"
"!!!" Grindelwald.
"!!!" Dumbledore.
"!!!" Snape.
Everyone was stunned!
Dumbledore coughed as if he had choked on his own saliva, looked Lockhart up and down, shook his head with a sigh, and said, "He's probably going to hate you to death."
Lockhart shrugged nonchalantly. "Unsurprisingly, he's the greatest joy in my life, and I'd love for him to come visit me."
He wouldn't have dared to say such a thing before.
But now, Lockhart is already fantasizing about which interesting place in the past he'll drag Old Voldemort to fight next.
For example, right now!
This office is where Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Snape are all present!
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"All I want to know right now is where Peter Pettigrew is!" Snape exuded a murderous aura, and even though he was surprised by Lockhart's current audacity, he was quickly drawn back to this matter.
"Then I don't know." Lockhart gestured to Grindelwald. "Perhaps the Prophet might know?"
Grindelwald shook his head. "I never do that. I only look at the big picture, not the details. The future is never predetermined; it changes with people. Once you know some details, those future details are destined to change."
"He can't escape."
Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "All the secret passages of Hogwarts have been sealed off, the Apparition point on the Skybridge has also been temporarily closed, and the Dementors have blocked the only remaining station entrance. He can only stay at Hogwarts."
This is utterly disgraceful.
Peter Pettigrew thus hid in the Weasleys' house, and was then brought to Hogwarts by the Weasleys' children, Percy and Ron, for over ten years, living alongside them without ever being noticed.
Animagus...
Dumbledore looked thoughtfully at Lockhart. "Sirius also escaped Azkaban using this method?"
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Lohat nodded. "That should be true. As you know, the Animagus suppresses the wizard's personality, and all the magic in his body cannot be used. Therefore, in the eyes of the Dementors, he is naturally not considered human."
and so……
The Dementors blocking the station entrance were still not enough.
Dumbledore stood up abruptly, drew his Elder Wand, walked to the French windows of the Headmaster's office, aimed it at the direction opposite the Black Lake, and gently waved his wand.
"No Entry Here!"
Twisted lines of light, like cracks in an eggshell, spread and flickered between heaven and earth, only to vanish again in a moment.
"Compared to catching Peter Pettigrew..."
Dumbledore turned to Lockhart and Snape. "I want you to focus more on the children. I don't want them to get hurt because of this!"
Each college has its own management system, and he trusts that these deans will do these things well.
On Lockhart's side, the kids in his dueling club have been getting increasingly restless lately.
He liked this kind of restlessness, but given the circumstances, sometimes he had to make some sacrifices.
"Duel Club..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lockhart abruptly interrupted him, "The Dueling Club is happy to participate in this hunt, Professor Dumbledore. You cannot stop children from becoming warriors."
Dumbledore stared at him with a sharp look in his eyes.
Lockhart persisted, "Leaving aside others, take that prophecy that you and many others believe in, that the savior Harry Potter will defeat the Dark Lord. But I want to say, Harry might not even be able to defeat Peter Pettigrew, let alone the Dark Lord!"
"He needs more experience and improvement; he needs to grow!"
"This is an opportunity!"
"You've all seen the fun competition Percy organized himself, and you can see their progress!"
Dumbledore's expression immediately turned strange. "There are some people who have experienced war and are sensitive, Nicolas Flamel, Miles..."
He waved his hand, indicating that there were several people there. "They've all written to me asking—Albus, are you building an army? Is this a reform of the Hogwarts teaching method?"
As he spoke, he looked at everyone with a hint of helplessness.
Lockhart chuckled. "So what if they are? What business is it of theirs? This is your Hogwarts!"
Grindelwald suddenly burst into laughter, slamming his hand on the table and laughing hysterically, "That's exactly what Dumbledore replied to them, hahahaha..."
He laughed so hard that tears were about to fall, and he was doubled over with laughter.
Dumbledore's expression changed drastically as he stared intently at Grindelwald. "I don't remember writing back to them!!!"
He was furious.
He knew that letting that damned troublemaker Gellert out would definitely not end well!
He glanced at Lockhart with some displeasure, only to find Lockhart and Snape quietly making their way up the spiral staircase to the office. When they saw him looking over, they immediately ran away.
"!!!"
Damn!
These children, young and old, are all a handful.
Dumbledore felt utterly exhausted.
(End of this chapter)