Chapter 97 Who Leaked the News? "Bruce? Why are you back again?" Dumbledore frowned as Bruce came back. At this time, they were still trying to open the door of that room. But no matter how he tried, whether it was the unlocking spell or the blasting spell, Dumbledore even tried to break the wall directly. The results were all no. There is a subtle force that completely seals the room. No matter how hard you try, you can't enter. Even wanting to take a look at what's going on inside is not possible. This room no longer seems to belong to this world. At this moment, Bruce, who was supposed to leave, came back.
Even though Dumbledore had a good temper, he couldn't help being a little angry. Do you know what's going on now? A danger that even he can't confirm is spreading! Bruce came here and put himself in danger! But Bruce then gave a legitimate reason that Dumbledore could not refuse. He said anxiously, "Mr. Principal, the third victim has appeared. It's Professor Lockhart!" "what?" At this moment, Dumbledore's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably. What’s going on today? There are so many accidents happening in school! But he couldn't leave here now, and after trying to calm down, he said to Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, please go and take Gilderoy to Madam Pomfrey. "I will make arrangements for what happens next." Professor McGonagall nodded and left with Bruce. Bruce said nothing along the way and looked worried. He must be really worried about Lockhart. Professor McGonagall sighed in her heart. The various pressures in the school recently had inevitably been passed on to the students. Maybe now, suspending classes is the best option. But where Professor McGonagall couldn't notice, Bruce was constantly exchanging information with Katum. "Can't you see anything?" Bruce asked. "I can't see clearly. The room has been isolated." Katum said, "And Bruce, I'm afraid I have to remind you of something very important." "You said." Katum recalled the situation in the Gryffindor room just now, confirmed that his feeling was correct, and then said to Bruce - "That kind of isolating power is not magic from this world!"
Bruce was distracted for a moment. The meaning of Katum's words could not be clearer. Indeed, the school year is almost halfway through, but I still haven't heard any news about the pursuers from the DC world. Bruce did not let his guard down and was actually always prepared. But sometimes he would wonder if it was because pursuers had already come to this world, so Barbatos did not send new ones, or if he would not send pursuers so quickly. But the current situation has fully demonstrated that the pursuers have actually arrived a long time ago. But this time, the opponent is not a noisy person like Jason, but has been lurking in the dark and has even sneaked into Hogwarts. Bruce's steps suddenly stopped. He began to recall every moment of the past half school year, trying to find the hidden person. At this time, Professor McGonagall noticed that Bruce had stopped where he was and turned back in confusion: "Bruce, what's wrong with you?" "It's okay, Professor McGonagall!" Bruce smiled and said, "I just felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach." He followed Professor McGonagall again. "I know, Katoom!" Bruce's tone was firm, "The reason why we didn't find the pursuer was not because we were careless, but because there was an insider in Hogwarts!" "I thought so too." Katum nodded. Bruce continued, "The reason is simple. If the pursuers really exist, it is impossible for me not to notice anything because I am their only target! "There have been at least four victims this school year, Lavender, Snape, Lockhart, and maybe a Gryffindor. "They keep getting attacked, but nothing happens to me. Something is wrong!" Katoom had no problem with that analysis. "That's what I thought," he said. Bruce made the final conclusion: "So I think that the pursuer must have reached an agreement with someone in Hogwarts. He wants to complete a certain goal first, and then come to catch me!" "I thought so too," Katum said finally. Bruce actually had an immature guess, but he had no evidence. Perhaps, the person who cooperated with the pursuer was Rowena Ravenclaw. But every time Bruce tried to reason in this direction, his mind seemed to be covered by a layer of hazy fog. Something stopped him from thinking further. …… Bruce and Professor McGonagall arrived at the scene where Lockhart had the accident.
The poor Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was still lying there, smiling, but without any of his former charm. "Alas, poor Lockhart." Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "He must have encountered a very powerful enemy and fought back bravely. Look at his posture, he is still in a fighting state." Bruce nodded, indeed. Because Katum made this pose after he woke up and flew back. According to him, if everything was irreversible in the end and Lockhart died as a result, at least he should die with dignity. Lockhart was of good size, so it would obviously be difficult for Professor McGonagall alone to move him. Bruce was about to help when he saw Professor McGonagall take out her wand and tap the air a few times. Lockhart's body floated up, maintaining a standing posture, with his head tilted, following Professor McGonagall. "Let's go." Professor McGonagall headed for the hospital wing, and Lockhart floated behind her with his head tilted, rising and falling. This picture seems a bit strange no matter how you look at it. After Bruce helped send Lockhart to the ward, he did not stay there, but returned to the common room at the insistence of Professor McGonagall. It's too dangerous outside now. Back in the room, Bruce said to Katum, "It should be these few days, right?" "should be." Katoom said, “Gryffindor has had an accident, so no one in the school is safe now. "If Dumbledore doesn't act, Hogwarts will have to be closed." Bruce nodded. Now all he could do was wait. Waiting for the day when Dumbledore successfully converts Voldemort. …… Bruce originally thought that it would take at least a few days. But in fact, people from the Ministry of Magic came the next day. And it was none other than the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge. The conversation between him and Dumbledore was secret and no one could eavesdrop. But Katum is different. Who can resist a cute owl? "Dumbledore, I have taken on a lot of pressure for you!" Fudge and Dumbledore sat facing each other, and anxiety was visible on his face. "But you can't have no progress at all. You have to at least come up with something so that I can report to the Parliament, right?"
"In fact, Connelly, we've made some progress." Dumbledore took out the diary and placed it on the table. There were some black scorch marks on the cover of the diary, as if it had been burned by fire. "What is this?" Fudge frowned. It looked like just an ordinary diary. How could it be a key clue? "Tomorrow afternoon, we will conduct a spiritualistic ceremony through this diary." Dumbledore said, "At that time, we will find out the true identity of the murderer, Cornelius, if you are interested, you can come and watch." "I will definitely come and see it!" Fudge's killer instinct as a politician was instantly activated. There is no need to explain the importance of Hogwarts in the British wizarding world. There was a major crisis in the school and everyone was in panic. And when the crisis is resolved, if I, as the Minister of Magic, am present, I will get a lot of extra points. Fudge had already decided that not only would he come, he would also bring reporters with him. Dumbledore saw what he was thinking and lightly reminded him: "Reporters are not allowed to enter the ceremony." …… In Dumbledore's original plan, he did not want to arrange too many people to enter the ceremony site. But the news leaked too quickly, and someone came to the door that afternoon. First up, Harry. He looked at Dumbledore helplessly and expressed his request almost beggingly. "I have almost nothing except Professor Snape." He cried and said, "Whether this ceremony succeeds or not, I want to be with him!" Dumbledore wanted to refuse, but when he looked up and met Harry's eyes, he could not utter the word "no". What could he say? Dumbledore knew best how pitiful Harry was. His parents died because of his godfather's betrayal, and his aunt almost abused him. The only one who gave Harry the warmth of family was Snape. "Well, Harry, you may come," Dumbledore sighed, "but I hope you will remain calm no matter what you see." "I will!" Harry nodded heavily. The office fell into a long silence after Harry left. Then, someone knocked on the office door. When the door opened, it was Bruce.
"Professor, I want to participate in the psychic ceremony!" he said straight to the point. This request is simply incomprehensible. Dumbledore frowned and asked, "Bruce, you don't usually care that much about Professor Snape, do you?" "Not Professor Snape." Bruce's face was filled with sorrow, "I'm concerned about Professor Lockhart!" what? Dumbledore racked his brains but could not figure out when the relationship between Bruce and Lockhart became so good. "Headmaster, you may not know that Professor Lockhart and I are close friends regardless of age difference." Bruce said calmly, "There are almost no secrets between him and me. We are sincere to each other..." "go out!" Dumbledore couldn't stand it anymore. They all came here one after another. What did they want to do? Psychic rituals are very dangerous. If you are not careful, you never know what you might attract. If the underage wizard stayed there, he would not only be of no help, but would also distract other people's attention. Only one Harry can be added, absolutely no one else! He had wanted to do it in secret, but unfortunately he failed to keep it secret. After all, who leaked the news? (End of this chapter)
