Hogwarts Homecoming

Behind Dumbledore, sitting in the front row of chairs are senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, Amelia Bones, Barty Crouch, Dolores Umm Rich is on this list, and behind them are the directors of various functional offices, as well as celebrities and leaders from all walks of life in the magic world.

Amosta hesitated for a moment, not sure where he should sit, but fortunately Amelia waved to him,

"Come here, Amosta--"

The Wizengamot also has its own unique rules of the game. Amosta knew that the first row was obviously not where he should be. However, Fudge smiled and gestured at himself. After a moment of silence, Amosta smiled freely , ignoring many strange gazes, walked up the stairs to the high platform.

The atmosphere here was very solemn. After Amosta sat down beside Amelia, he just nodded to the familiar people and kept silent.

Dumbledore looked back at the rows of seats behind him, and after confirming that he was not absent, his eyes fell on Amosta's side. Barty Crouch, who was exuding a cold aura, said gently,

"You'll be the host, Barty?"

Barty Crouch stood up without saying a word, and walked to the rostrum with a sullen face, while Dumbledore took the vacated seat just now.

"We start now."

Barty Crouch said coldly, with humiliation in his voice.

boring -

Amosta, who had been watching the reactions of the Ministry of Magic's high-level officials with a cold eye, suddenly felt dull. The current grand trial was just a farce, and the victor had already reaped the benefits.

On the opposite side of the high platform was a room where the prisoners were temporarily held. After Crouch announced the start, the iron gate of the small room rattled, and one iron column after another was slowly lowered into the ground. Peter Pettigrew's hands were Rope bound, with at least five wands stuck to the back of his head.

All of Peter's flesh in the owl hut had disappeared during his tortured imprisonment for the better part of half a month, and he looked like a broomstick with few branches.

Peter walked from the darkness into the twilight, and when he saw Barty Crouch on the opposite high platform and those people sitting on the first row of benches, he immediately trembled and made a small noise uncontrollably Sobbing, if it wasn't for the magic wands behind his forehead forcing him to move forward, he might have collapsed to the ground.

Amosta heard that the noise around them suddenly became much louder, and most people glared at the dirty Peter with angry eyes, both for the Potters and for the fool they had suffered.

Dumbledore, beside him, sighed heavily, and his back, which was straight just now, hunched a little in the blink of an eye, and many people were watching Dumbledore's words and deeds. There was a bearded man said the wizard in an angry voice,

"He deserves no pity, Albus—"

"I agree with you—" Dumbledore blew his nose, his blue eyes filled with sadness, "but I can't pretend I'm not responsible, Cordier, this should have been avoided."

The noisy discussions around were much quieter, some people sighed heavily, and some secretly cast mocking and disdainful glances at Dumbledore.

At this moment, the sound of heavy stones rubbing against each other came from the room Peter walked out of, and then Dawlish escorted Sirius out.

I haven't seen him for nearly a month. Sirius's complexion is much worse than before. Of course, he has been detained in the deepest court of the Ministry of Magic without seeing the sun for so long, and he has to endure wave after wave of interrogation. It is impossible for anyone to be in a good state.

These days, the Daily Prophet has revealed the truth of the year. Everyone here knows that he is innocent. The eyes of the congressmen looking at him are not fear but curiosity. There is only one exception, and that is this time The moderator of the trial, Barty Crouch.

"A lowly traitor, a shameless coward!"

The so-called meeting of the enemy is extremely jealous. For so many days, the Ministry of Magic has been detaining Sirius and Peter separately. Today is the first time Sirius saw Peter. He immediately forgot to follow Ah who greeted him with eyes in the stands. Mosta, after an angry roar, threw himself at Peter who was scared out of his wits.

However, Sirius' attempt to tear Peter apart was unsuccessful. Seeing him rushing towards him, the Aurors guarding Peter immediately turned their guns and pointed their wands at him coldly.

"If you try to disrupt the order of the trial again, I will pronounce you guilty, Sirius Black!"

Barty Crouch responded to Sirius' angry stare with indifferent eyes, and said mercilessly.

Both Sirius and Peter were pressed on the stone chair raised from the ground, the difference was that Peter was almost bound by the chains of dingling sugar palm growing from the chair.

"Trial on February 27," Barty Crouch opened the folder in front of him. Even though he knew that his reputation would plummet after today, his figure was still stable and upright.

"Interrogators: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, President of the International Confederation of Wizards and Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Cornelius Oswald, Minister of Magic Fudge, Director of International Magical Cooperation Barty Crouch, Director of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Susan Burns, Senior Undersecretary Dolores M Umbridge. Transcript of trial Member: Eric Munch—"

Amosta shook his eyebrows in surprise, and then he noticed Eric sitting in an inconspicuous corner with his excited lips trembling.

"Defendant, Peter Pettigrew--"

Barty Crouch looked away from the folder in his hand, and pointed to Peter who was paralyzed on the chair like a worm,

"You were accused of revealing the whereabouts of the Potters to a mysterious person in October 1981, which directly led to the killing of the Potters. Do you have anything to argue for yourself?"

Let alone the debate, Peter seemed to be in a state of mind wandering, curled up in his chair, as far away from Sirius as possible.

"The person who was previously charged with this charge was Sirius Black--"

In the trial seat, a witch in the back row suddenly raised her hand to speak. She attracted the attention of many people, including Dumbledore's. The witch nodded and smiled at Dumbledore, and asked,

"Mr. Dumbledore has previously provided evidence that Sirius Peter is the Potter couple's secret keeper, but now the Ministry of Magic is prosecuting Pettigrew Peter for leaking the whereabouts of the Potter couple. We need to know what happened."

The Ministry of Magic has already grasped the truth of these matters, but according to the regulations, Peter or Sirius must explain to the jury, and Peter is no longer able to speak, Sirius can only stand up, gritted his teeth and said,

"Back then, when we learned through intelligence that the mysterious man of Voldemort was planning to kill James and Lily, Dumbledore suggested using the Fidelity Curse to protect their whereabouts, but James believed me more, and he decided not to bother Dumbledore And let me be their secret keeper.

But at the last moment when this spell was activated, I offered to have this lowly traitor replace me. People know that I am the best friend of the Potters. I think that if I become the secret keeper, the mysterious man will have a foresight, so I suggest James and Lily—”

The breath was stuck in Sirius' throat, and he couldn't continue, but the members of the jury present guessed the whole story.

In fact, when people saw that Peter Pettigrew was still alive, many things were settled, but the Wizengamot couldn't judge whether a person was guilty by speculation, they needed evidence.

"It's a recorded statement, a solid statement we obtained using Veritaserum during the interrogation after the Auror Office had Peter Pettigrew apprehended--"

Dawlish, who was in the queue guarding Pettigrew Peter, presented the confession recorded by magic to the jury.

This confession solved most of the doubts, including the whole process of leaking the secret to the mysterious person, including how he escaped after being hunted down by Sirius, and how he kept his whereabouts in hiding for the past twelve years. Most of the Sengamo's inquisition felt chilled.

They couldn't imagine that Peter Pettigrew, who was terrified and terrified, who was curled up in the chair, did such terrible things.

"Arthur doesn't know--"

Amosta heard whispers behind her,

"It's so horrible, I bet Arthur wouldn't let any of the mice in the house go when he found out!"