Chapter 1307 Magical Speeches Across the Century (Part 2)

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Hogsmeade Village, second floor room of the Hog’s Head Tavern.

“Hell, when did you get into the habit of listening to the radio secretly in your room?”

The tavern owner grumbled and pushed open the door, placing a plate of dark brown mushy food on the guest room table.

At the table, Dumbledore, who had been missing for many days, was holding a magic radio and listening intently.

There is a saying in the far eastern world: “The most dangerous place is the safest place.”

Since Elena moved the R&D base of the Destiny Group to the village of Hogsmeade, the safety factor here has skyrocketed.

In addition to Hogwarts Castle, the capital of the succubus, and the headquarters of The Quibbler, Hogsmeade Village is arguably the safest place in the world today.

Most importantly, this is the only place in the UK that can escape the ubiquitous eyes of the Destiny Group and Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

In order to “capture” him, Elena issued a high bounty internally, and Dumbledore was not ready to integrate into the non-magic world for the time being.

After much deliberation, the Hogs’ Head pub in Hogsmeade was the only place he could hide—although the owners didn’t welcome him.

“Oh, it’s been around this time—well, about the same time I had angina.”

Dumbledore smiled helplessly, put down the magic radio in his hand, and said softly.

“Why didn’t you entertain guests at the bar downstairs, I thought you would be curious—”

“Did you do that? That **** named Lockhart.”

“No. I don’t want another punch on the nose.”

Dumbledore said softly, pointing to the twisted bridge of his nose behind his frame.

“Aberforth, you know me well, I won’t make a second mistake in the same place…”

“Let’s go after you’ve eaten-”

The owner of the Hog’s Head Tavern, or rather, Aberforth Dumbledore frowned and interrupted him roughly.

“I’ve never really seen you clearly, Albus.”

“In fact, I don’t even know what you’re trying to do right now…”

He glanced at the magic radio on the table, a mocking grunt from his nose.

“I heard the Gringotts goblins are looking for you on the black market, and if you’re still hanging around with me tonight with these crap—”

“I’ll be leaving in a moment, brother.”

Dumbledore said softly, watching the magic radio intently.

Lockhart’s voice floated clearly from inside, echoing in the small guest room.

“…It is hoped that some people will be satisfied with a little privilege…”

“…On the road to freedom, let’s not take the wrong path, let’s not take the wrong path to satisfy the desire for freedom…”

“…We must always be well-behaved and disciplined in our struggles, and not let our protests and struggles with new hope degenerate into violent actions. As the brightest jewel of human civilization, we must continue to elevate to the sublime of confronting material power with spiritual power. to the realm…”

Those voices floated out of the magic radio, touched the edge of the room as if they had hit something, and disappeared silently on the wall.

If Aberforth took two steps back and left the room, he might not have heard a word.

“Don’t cast spells in my tavern room—”

Aberforth frowned again, looking at his brother with a displeased expression.

However, before Dumbledore could explain, the voice on the magic radio suddenly became louder.

“…when we act, we must promise to move forward. We cannot go backwards!”

“You might think I’m alarmist, that maybe the Magical Government makes some concessions and we’ll be satisfied.”

“No, never—”

“As long as free casting is still being persecuted by the tyranny and brutality of the secrecy law, we will never be satisfied!”

“We will never be satisfied as long as our tired bodies from running around can’t legally be found in hotels and motels in Muggle cities!”

“As long as the basic activities of wizards are still limited to a few small streets supported by magic shops and transferred to larger streets, we will never be satisfied!”

“No! We are not satisfied now, nor will we be satisfied in the future—”

“Unless justice and freedom are like the waves of the river and the sea, surging and rolling in.”

“Wizards and magic should not be hated, shame that must be carefully hidden, nor a crown to cherish. This is the gift of the world to this beautiful race of mankind, and it should be generous and proud in the sun When we bloom, we should not let magic become the shackles of our freedom – it should be the wings that lead us to a wider world and a better life, and the pain we endure is not our gift, but the shackles of artificial limitations. ”

“If someone uses this as a reason for persecution, let the law punish them. If the law can’t punish them, then revise a more complete law…”

Lockhart’s voice echoed in the small guest room, the wooden boards on the ceiling hummed, and the dust fell rustling.

Aberforth Dumbledore turned his head and looked at the radio thoughtfully, with a strange look in his eyes.

“What the **** is this guy—”

“Oh, you see, it’s not me who is casting the spell. Aberforth.”

Dumbledore whispered softly, his blue eyes looking at the little radio on the table.

Elena and Lockhart answer the mystery that haunts him and Grindelwald:

Why did the new era that they both hoped to build in the first place fail?

“Magic is the power to create beauty, and its only mission is to make our lives better—”

“Let’s go back to London, go back to Manchester, go back to Belfast, go back to Nottingham, go back to the remote villages and wizarding communities in which we live and are under the surveillance of the magical government, and let’s keep one thing in mind Things, people and people should never and will not be permanently divided by your birth.”

“Everything can and will be changed. The shackles of hypocrisy cannot shackle free thoughts. We should not fall into despair and cannot extricate ourselves…”

Dumbledore listened to Lockhart’s clear and passionate speech, and a helpless and relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As wizards, they had previously forgotten to explore why magic was born.

…

Hogwarts, Quidditch pitch.

Now, everyone is quiet.

The Aurors and the wizards of the International Confederation of Wizards are in full swing.

Lockhart was surrounded by water, and nearly a hundred wands locked him tightly.

The amber barrier began to flicker faintly in the air, a signal that the magic was about to disappear.

At the same time, Lockhart’s speech seemed to be finally drawing to a close.

“Friends, today I tell you…”

Lockhart ignored the greedy Aurors around him.

He looked up at the faces above, surprised, mocked, silent, and more confused…

As Elena said, his speech is just a kind of fire, and it will only turn into a prairie fire when time blows.

Nevertheless, with the “assistance” of the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards, he succeeded.

Lockhart straightened his back and spread his arms in his trademark hearty smile.

“Now and in the future, we may suffer all kinds of difficulties and setbacks, but I still have a dream.”

“This dream is deeply rooted in the dream of magic.”

“I have a dream that one day a magical society may realize the true meaning of magic: we hold this truth to be self-evident – that all men are created equal.”

“I have a dream that one day, in the Hogwarts Great Hall, wizard children will be able to sit at the table with Muggle children and share a brotherhood.”

“I have a dream that one day, even the International Confederation of Wizards, a place where freedom disappears, will brew the magical soil of freedom.”

“I have a dream that one day all my enemies, friends, students, children, can live in a society where they are not judged by their blood, their talents, but by their character. I hope that one day we will not Then divide people into three, six, nine, etc. according to their origins, and all children can go hand in hand.”

“I have a dream-”

Amber light flickered in the air.

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Then, it shattered silently.

“Do not impulse-”

“Arrest him!”

“Passed out!”

“armor.”

Accompanied by the chaotic shouts of Ms. Burns, Comfort, Delix, Kingsley, and others.

Dozens of dazzling magic beams pierced the shattered amber shards and hit Lockhart’s defenseless body.

…

“It’s over, let the gentlemen of the Ministry of Magic handle the rest.”

Elena looked away from the box above the Quidditch stand.

In the days to come, Lockhart will have to suffer somewhat, and there is no way out.

After all, Azkaban’s wizard prison is not so easy to endure, but when the counter-offensive begins, all these hardships will become his resume.

Of course, the scene looked chaotic, but in reality Lockhart wasn’t life-threatening either.

Kingsley and others could ensure that Lockhart smuggled into Azkaban’s cell in good health and sneaking his wand with him.

This protection is actually enough, and for Lockhart to fall into a coma in time, it also saves many unnecessary risks.

As for the other Aurors, the officials of the International Council of Wizards, the gentlemen of the Wizengamore Court, and in a moment there will be a barrage of questions from reporters pouring into the arena from all directions – Hogwarts banned Apparition, they All questions must be answered in place.

On the other hand, as Lockhart’s speech went viral, so too could the plans long brewed by the Greater Arcana.

Elena calls it…the magic has come.

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Okay, it’s over~