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Gilderoy Lockhart was taken away.
Donna Lockhart looked blank. The ruthless and cruel pure-blood heiress had her edges softened by love, and she didn't know what to do.
It took her a long time to recover.
It was just the crime of privately hoarding Dark Arts items, and the notebook was brought back from Hogwarts by her own husband. There shouldn't be any major issues. Maybe they're just taking him back to the Ministry for questioning and will release him this afternoon.
At most, it would just be paying some fines.
In previous years, the Avery family was often fined for this crime. Most of the time, it was simply because the Ministry of Magic couldn't pay its employees, so they would stage such a scene every now and then.
She was already used to it. Her distress today was only because her lover was involved, and concern clouded her judgment.
Donna took a deep breath and returned to the dining table—what a pity, the loving meal she had carefully prepared for Darling would be wasted.
Lockhart was not released in the afternoon as Donna had imagined.
Even on the fourth day, Lockhart did not return.
This time, Donna was truly panicked.
She rushed to the Ministry of Magic to inquire about the situation but was told that Lockhart had committed a serious crime, and the evidence was conclusive. The trial had ended two days ago, and he was sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban.
It was only because it was the Christmas holiday, and most of the Ministry of Magic employees were not working, that the few people on duty had endless affairs to deal with every day and couldn't notify Donna Lockhart in time.
"I request a visit!"
—Lockhart was currently being temporarily held in the Ministry of Magic. After the Christmas holiday, he would be transferred to Azkaban.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Lockhart, your husband's crimes are [Seriously endangering the safety of the magical society] and [Intentional injury to others]. He has been identified as a senior Death Eater. Given his special social status, the Minister does not allow any form of visitation."
Death Eater?? Didn't Donna know whether Lockhart was a Death Eater or not?
Her own husband must have been wronged!
Humph! Not allowing visits?
Donna gritted her teeth—this kind of trick is being used on me!
"Here are thirty Galleons, my donation to the Ministry of Magic."
The employee happily pocketed the Galleons, immediately changed his face, stood up and said:
"Madam, please come with me. As a philanthropist who sponsors the Ministry of Magic, you should be willing to follow me to visit our Ministry of Magic, right?"
Sitting in the elevator, Donna followed the employee directly to the Ministry of Magic's temporary prison.
She saw a disheveled, listless Gilderoy Lockhart.
Seeing her beloved slumped in the corner of the prison, lost and dejected, the damp and foul air stung Donna's nose, breaking her heart.
"Darling!"
Donna grabbed the iron bars of the cage.
"How are you! Darling!"
Lockhart's eyes gradually focused, and when he saw Donna, he jumped up:
"Baby, they wronged me, saying I'm a Death Eater! And they said they're going to lock me up until I die!
I still have a bright future, I can't just end like this!
Baby, you're from the Avery family, you must save me!"
Donna grabbed Lockhart's hand through the cage. The hand, which had originally been warm, was now as cold as ice.
She held it tightly, hoping her body temperature could warm Lockhart up a little:
"Don't worry, darling, tell me, why do they say you're a Death Eater?"
Gilderoy Lockhart took a deep breath and replied:
"It's that diary, mainly that diary—if it was just abusing the Memory Charm to hurt others, I'd only have to be locked up for two years at most, but who knew that diary would actually be the Dark Lord's item!
Dumbledore testified in court—that diary is something very important to the Dark Lord!
Merlin's beard! That diary was placed on my desk by someone! It's not mine at all! This is a blatant frame-up!
But Minister Fudge and the jury didn't listen to me! They were scared by the Dark Lord!"
Donna's heart sank. If that diary had such a big background, involving the Dark Lord, then the Ministry of Magic's attitude must be to rather kill the innocent than let them go.
Her heart was a mess. She wanted to comfort Lockhart but didn't know where to start.
"Baby, you must have a way to get me out, right?"
Donna shook her head with difficulty—if the Avery family had a way, they wouldn't have let that kid Dana Avery replace Gaius Avery back then.
Death Eaters, especially those closely related to the Dark Lord, would never be let go by the Ministry of Magic. And that diary had been proven to be an important item of the Dark Lord, so it would be extremely difficult for Lockhart to overturn the case.
Lockhart disappointedly released Donna's hand and took two steps back, slumping down.
The two looked at each other in silence.
After a while, the employee on the side impatiently said:
"Mrs. Lockhart, please hurry up."
Tears were streaming down Donna's face. She stared at Lockhart blankly, not knowing what to do.
Just then, Lockhart seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly to Donna:
"Donna! Go find Count Dentis! He's my best friend, he needs me, so he definitely won't sit idly by! Find him! He will definitely come forward to save me!"
Donna remembered what she had seen and heard in Dentis Castle that day—indeed, Count Dentis was the richest person she had ever seen!
And he also had enough power—his black dragon obeyed his orders, and he had a large number of attendants!
With both power and wealth, that meant influence!
Even Minister Fudge had to fawn over him that day—
Yes, that Lord would definitely be able to save her beloved!
"Darling, wait for me, I will definitely get Count Dentis to save you!"
Dana lay on a recliner in the castle garden, holding "Natural Magic" in his left hand, while the tender green runes on his right forearm appeared. As his fingertips pointed, the flowers and plants danced.
This kind of magic that could control plants was too useful. Thinking of the thousand acres of Chinese Chomping Cabbages and Venomous Tentacula he had arranged for the Ashwinder gang to plant, Dana almost laughed out loud.
Count Dentis was skilled in lightning magic, and the Ashwinder gang leader was good at controlling plants.
The Ashwinder gang threatened the British wizarding world, and Count Dentis protected the British wizarding world—
Well, a very good script.
Under the pull of these "good and evil" sides, the social order of the British wizarding world, which was rotten to the core, was probably like a decayed ladder, ready to fall with a single push.
"Count, Mrs. Donna Lockhart is visiting."
Dana, transformed into Count Dentis, revealed a meaningful smile, nodded, and said:
"Go, take Madam to the reception room on the second floor, serve her some refreshments, and tell her that I still have something to do and ask her to wait a moment."
"Yes, Count."
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