Chapter 1300 end, start

The efficiency of the Ministry of Magic’s operations is sometimes surprising in some respects.

The day after Lockhart’s arrest, the Daily Prophet published the time of his trial.

“…The trial site, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?!”

Hermione opened the newspaper and read softly, turning her head to look at Elena in disbelief.

“Here? Trial an ex-professor in front of the entire school? How could the Ministry of Magic do this?!”

“I heard—well—heard, Lockhart’s unsolicited request.”

Elena gently stirred the coffee cup with a spoon, blowing the white toffee foam on the top.

“As the most prestigious and loudest rising star in the magic world today, the secret trial will bring the Ministry of Magic into a storm of public opinion.”

“The Barty Crouch thing is still unresolved… Lockhart’s proposal is undoubtedly in Fudge’s hands, and Lockhart has also signed a part of the confession paper selectively, in exchange, he hopes that he can be in public. Confess publicly, and openly and frankly tell the reasons for his past crimes.”

As she spoke, she turned her head to glance at the newspaper in Hermione’s hand, and pouted towards the lower left corner of the page.

“Nuo, look at the content of the third page – the newspaper obviously got some inside information and is warming up.”

“Skynet is full of sparseness. Lockhart: A despicable hypocrite and hero hunter?”

Hermione frowned and whispered the line of headings that were deliberately bolded.

As one of the reservists, Grand Arcana, she naturally has the right to inquire about Gilderoy Lockhart’s dark history.

However, she originally thought that these contents would be hidden forever, after all, Lockhart led a huge army of “black wizards”.

“Don’t look at me like this, Mr. Hanged Man is equal to me – this is his own idea.”

Before Hermione could ask, Elena put down the sugar spoon, took a sip of coffee and said softly.

“Don’t break, don’t stand, look directly at your dark side, this is the solution to ‘hang upside down’.”

“The main card of the tarot card… is it an upside-down solution?”

Hermione raised her brows and subconsciously touched her waist pocket.

There is a thin card there, which belongs to her main card of [Justice].

“I thought these were chosen randomly by everyone. Will the fate of each Great Arcana really be linked to the main card?”

“They are indeed a code name, but isn’t that how Tarot divination works?”

Elena lowered her head and continued stirring her coffee cup, watching the whirlpool.

“Everyone can choose a card of their own, as for fate…”

“Oh, who knows?”

……

At the same time, the [Academic City] research institute outside Hogwarts.

Just like the auditorium in the castle, the morning hall is also the leisure time of the researchers.

And magic and mysteries are the researcher’s favorite topics…discussed in a recreational rather than a research mentality.

“So, tarot cards are really magical divination tools?”

Looking at the woman across the table who was skilled at cutting cards, Alexis shook his head with some amusement.

“You’re too fast. You look more like a casino dealer than a prophet witch in a mysterious divination house.”

“Oh? Because the dealer’s technique is very efficient, it’s shameful to waste time—”

Arkhipovna shrugged, gently spread out a few tarot cards on the table, and said calmly.

“Besides, I am more concerned about the meaning and destiny hidden behind it. The tarot cards contain the wizard’s induction of life.”

“I can’t see that you, in charge, have research in this area?”

“A little bit of understanding…”

Arkhipovna said softly, “Because there happens to be a card that I like very much.”

“Then which card is your favorite? The sun? Or the Pope?”

A few researchers came over curiously, drinking coffee while joking.

“neither-”

Arkhipovna shook her head slightly, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

She picked up a tarot card, rubbed her fingers on the edge of the card, and turned it over.

“…The Hanged Man.”

“The Hanged Man? Doesn’t that sound good?”

The researchers looked at each other and asked in confusion.

“Well, it’s a bit hard, but I like it—”

Arkhipovna said with a smile, flipping the card with her long, fair fingers, her eyes wandering.

“In the Tarot language, the Hanged Man is an extension of justice.”

“In reality, the people who really uphold justice will make people afraid, so those who have sins will do everything possible to frame justice.”

“Justice was hanged upside down and became the Hanged Man, just like the Christ in the Bible. He was tied up, but it didn’t seem to bother him.”

“He could use this time to reflect on the strangeness of the world he had as of now. After turning it upside down, the Hanged Man could see the world again. He understood that there was no use in struggling—in fact, it would only make him Get yourself exhausted before you’re free.”

“The best way for him is to meditate and go with the flow, so as to have a deeper understanding of who he is and what he should do.”

“…”

Several researchers looked at each other and became more and more confused.

However, this is not uncommon in research institutes. The more top scholars are, the easier it is to say things that they don’t understand.

You know, this is the intersection of magical civilization and technological civilization.

Any little magic knowledge is integrated into scientific thinking, and it is possible to bloom a new world.

And Arkhipovna sitting in front of them is the project leader of the controllable magic energy and magic host.

“So… Director, can these tarot cards be derived into new projects?”

“Scientifically, it’s useless for now—”

Arkhipovna flicked her fingertips and put away the tarot cards again.

“However, it can help us build confidence and give us some simple spiritual guidance.”

“For example, [The Hanged Man] means that you are ready to give up what you have, so that you can do what you really should do in your life.”

“Isn’t this… us?”

She stood up, shook the newspaper on her knees again, and walked to the magazine rack in the corner of the hall to put it away.

On the cover of that newspaper, a curly-haired wizard with a bright smile was smiling slightly.

And above the big photo, there is a bold, blacked out title:

[The next Pettigrew Peter? Spotlight on the Lockhart public trial! 】

……

Lockhart’s public trial is scheduled for next Saturday, in the middle of the Quidditch pitch.

Except for a little bit of criticism from Wood, most of the little wizards were as excited as scorpions in the melon field all week.

And magazines such as “The Daily Prophet” and “Witcher Weekly” also showed their magical powers and continued to release various news.

Gilderoy Lockhart’s series of novels have been interpreted back and forth by many wizards, using a magnifying glass to analyze and discuss the problems word by word, whether it is the exaggeration of literary rhetoric, or the nonsense that goes against the truth, or even the various places. The actual situation, and what is the prototype of the characters and events…

Some of the content was confirmed to be an adaptation, and although many were verified to be “authorized” adaptations, it still caused an uproar in the society.

More importantly, Lockhart and Cornelius Fudge’s secret agreement also unknowingly spread from the tabloids.

Lockhart agreed to accept all charges against him by the Ministry of Magic, but in exchange he asked for a public trial at Hogwarts.

According to Lockhart, as a former teacher, he hopes to use himself as an example and take the last class.

……

Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

“The last lesson? He really likes show-”

Cornelius Fudge put down the newspaper and snorted coldly.

The accidental leak of information made Fudge furious, but Lockhart’s proposal did him no harm.

All confessions, evidence, and the Wizengamore Court are all ready—authentication and physical evidence.

This time, even if Lockhart had ten mouths, he couldn’t escape prison, and he couldn’t continue to compete for any Minister of Magic.

“That’s fine. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is just for students and all walks of life to see what happens to a rhetorical liar.”

……

“The equipment debugging is over, and “The Voice of Magic” is in place.”

“The Witcher Broadcasting Station has approved it, and the developing crystal pathway is normal.”

“The recording location for “Magic Frontier” is also vacated. They are expected to arrive early tomorrow morning.”

“The seats of the reporters have been arranged, and the radio and photo effects are excellent.”

“The magic speaker works fine…”

Meanwhile, the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.

Elena sat by the high stand, listening to the results of the live feedback from the house-elves and a group of wizards.

As the “actual” principal, she is solely responsible for the scheduling and arrangement of tomorrow’s public trial.

And just as she promised Professor McGonagall, the magical world will watch and record this moment in its entirety.

this…

A certain wizard comes to an end, and the moment when a new world begins with a bang.

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