Chapter 137 Even an owl cannot let it go
When Professor Lockhart announced the new school rules in the auditorium, showed a bright smile, and waited for the reaction of everyone in the audience, the entire auditorium almost boiled.
It's hard for students to accept this, it's no different than being grounded.
According to Lockhart's requirements, students must stay in their dormitories from morning to night. They cannot even go to the auditorium to eat. They have to be taken by the prefects of each college.
Moreover, in the name of preventing public opinion from spilling out and affecting Hogwarts, Professor Lockhart requires that all students are not allowed to take leave of absence from the school.
As a result, the students will all stay in their dormitories. Who would be willing to do that?
Therefore, after Lockhart announced the new school rules, the young wizards immediately got into a quarrel and wanted to protest against the new rules.
Meka Anders was also in the crowd, but she was frowning.
"Did Lockhart propose this new school rule, or was it Voldemort?"
He had some suspicions that this rule had something to do with Voldemort, but Lockhart was also very abstract, so he wasn't sure.
This rule now disrupted his plan. He originally planned to go to the principal's office to look for the Sword of Gryffindor in the evening.
He had been worried about Lockhart possibly moving into the Headmaster's office.
Now it's better, he is directly banned from going out, and it is even more difficult to get the Sword of Gryffindor.
"Lockhart said that professors are supervising and inspecting the dormitories of each college. If you don't watch too closely, you may go to the principal's office as usual.
But if you are very careful, you have to think of another way. "
Meka thought.
The meal in the auditorium ended abruptly, and everyone was sent back to the towers of their respective colleges.
Returning to the Gryffindor common room, Ron immediately lay down on the sofa and sighed:
"It's even worse this time. I can't even get out. I don't know what this liar Lockhart is thinking."
He called Lockhart a liar. Hermione originally wanted to refute him, but since this semester, she has gradually seen this man clearly.
"If he wanted to protect students, he should give them the right to choose whether to stay or go." Hermione frowned. "In the end, he just confined all students to the dormitory and lounge."
Harry also spoke: "The point of this matter is that Professor Dumbledore has been suspended, and the professors are silent. This matter is too strange."
He looked worried: "If Professor Dumbledore is no longer in Hogwarts, then the monster in the secret room will have no scruples, and it may lead to more terrible consequences."
Hermione pondered for a moment and said:
"I observed the expressions of several professors. They seemed to have just learned about this matter. Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick's expressions were not good-looking. They seemed to find it inappropriate for Professor Lockhart to serve as acting principal... "
"But there's obviously nothing they can do, right?" Ron sighed,
"It seems that the days ahead are going to be dark and dark..."
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"Professor McGonagall."
In the vice-principal's office, Professor Flitwick pushed the door open after receiving the answer.
He saw Professor McGonagall sitting at her desk, holding documents in her hands and looking sad.
"It's Professor Flitwick." Professor McGonagall raised her head after hearing this.
"Do you have anything to ask me about?"
Professor Flitwick looked at the document in her hand, which contained Professor Dumbledore's suspension notice, and asked:
"I came here to ask what happened when Professor Dumbledore was suspended?"
"Alas." Professor McGonagall sighed, "Just take a look."
She handed the document in her hand to Professor Flitwick.
Flitwick took over, looked at it briefly, and immediately frowned:
"Is it still because of the secret room?"
"Apart from this matter, the school board can't find any other reason to ask Professor Dumbledore to step down." Professor McGonagall replied,
"Some of them once asked Hogwarts to reduce the number of students with Muggle ancestry, but Professor Dumbledore refused. Perhaps from that time on, some people wanted Professor Dumbledore to step down."
"Of course, there is also pressure from Minister Fudge of the Ministry of Magic." Professor McGonagall continued,
"He seems to be worried that Professor Dumbledore will take away his position as Minister of Magic, and he has become a little worried about gains and losses over the years."
Professor Flitwick's old face wrinkled even more: "Is there any room for redemption in this matter?"
"They believed that Hagrid opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, and it was the same this time. Therefore, in the name of 'covering criminals,' Professor Dumbledore was taken away for investigation." Professor McGonagall sighed,
"If I want Professor Dumbledore to come back, I have to uncover the conspiracy of the Chamber of Secrets and clear Hagrid's name. There is no other way."
"Is that so..." Professor Flitwick frowned in deep thought and asked again:
"I still have a question. Why didn't you, as the vice principal, take charge of all affairs in Hogwarts after Professor Dumbledore left?"
Professor McGonagall was silent for a while and said:
“This is a request from the Ministry of Magic and the School Board, and I don’t understand what this is all about.
They asked not to interfere with Professor Lockhart's decision-making and to provide maximum cooperation. Otherwise, they had reason to suspect that the 'group' headed by Professor Dumbledore wanted to steal the entire Hogwarts.
This will have a worse impact on Professor Dumbledore, who is facing investigation. "
Professor Flitwick frowned even deeper when he heard this.
"Those people on the school board are really crazy." He couldn't help scolding, "Professor Lockhart has no experience in running a school at all. If he gets hot and comes up with some weird ideas, wouldn't the entire Hogwarts be ruined?" Will it get worse?"
Professor McGonagall sighed again and said: "We can only hope that he can stay more awake when it comes to matters at Hogwarts..."
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Late at night, the students in Gryffindor Tower also made noise all night because of their dissatisfaction, and finally stopped.
The entire Hogwarts fell into silence again.
In a certain dormitory, Meka got up from the bed and looked out the window, wondering if she could avoid the eyes of the professors and leave quietly from the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Maybe we can try it with the 'Guardian Saint'."
Meka decided quickly.
"Calling God Guards!"
He took out his wand and muttered a curse in a low voice. A flash of light flashed, and a bird covered in black smoke fluttered, landed on his arm, and rubbed his face affectionately.
"My patron saint seems different from other people's patron saints. It is no different from ordinary birds, with a certain degree of self-awareness and wisdom."
And since he has put more effort into the Patronus Charm and the level of the spell has been greatly improved, the Patronus has become more agile and seems to be smarter.
Meka stroked the slightly plush head of the patron saint, patted it gently, and said:
"Go ahead."
The patron saint immediately spread its wings and turned into a black light and flew out of the window, soaring into the distance, a little faster than last time.
"It seems that the guard is not strict?"
Meka looked at the patron saint flying away and gradually smiled.
In this way, he might also be able to fly directly out of Gryffindor Tower and go find the whereabouts of the Sword of Gryffindor.
Under the golden moon, a black shadow flashed away and selected another adjacent tower. Just as it was about to land, there was a sudden buzzing sound and a ray of white light shone in the sky, instantly piercing the black shadow!
The black shadow suddenly let out a sharp whine and fell straight down.
"It turns out to be a flying bird." Professor Lockhart's voice came from outside the dormitory.
His tone suddenly changed and he said angrily:
"Professor Flitwick, I said you couldn't let even an owl go, but what are you doing now?"
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