Chapter 701 Pencil
After having lunch with his family at the Ministry of Magic, Alan apparated home and put on the uniform uniform of the Wizengamot members - a purple-red robe with a delicate silver W embroidered on the left chest. Although this is the first time Allen has participated in a trial in this capacity, he is no stranger to trials.
When he returned to the Ministry of Magic and opened the door to the trial room, Alan and more than twenty members of the Wizengamot filed in. After all, this is not a big trial, and there is no need to use the full staff of nearly fifty people. Albus Dumbledore, who has been restored to his status as the chief magician of the Wizengamot, did not come to participate in this trial.
As the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Len Harris has been sitting in the middle of a row of benches in front of the trial seat. He will preside over the trial.
The Aurors brought seven prisoners into the courtroom, and Barty Crouch was among them. He was not bound by chains, but there were always two Aurors following him.
The prisoners will sit on the chairs in the middle of the courtroom one by one to accept the trial of the Wizengamot members. In fact, the most heinous prisoners recaptured by Aurors are still being held in temporary prisons at the Ministry of Magic, and these fugitives who voluntarily surrendered were the first to be tried - Percy Ignatius Weasley arrived He once again sat aside as the trial recorder. He looked at the old boss among the prisoners with a complicated expression.
Lunn glanced at Albert, who came to observe the trial, and asked the Aurors to bring Barty Crouch up for questioning.
"Under those circumstances, I had no choice but to leave Azkaban because the dementors rebelled and the prisoners ran away. They would even assist the Death Eaters in escaping... and the mysterious man's group I hated them so much that I got many of them in... So after returning to the UK with the help of several other prisoners, we chose to surrender to the Ministry of Magic..." Barty Crow Qi's face was gloomy and his expression was haggard. He made his final statement for himself in a low tone, and then fell silent, waiting for the final verdict. Albert Harris had informed him that his son Barty G. Jr. Rauch's body is still well maintained in St. Mungo's Hospital, which is also the spiritual sustenance for him to survive in Azkaban.
As the elder Crouch spoke out his defense, there was a burst of murmurs among the members of the Wizengamot. They were discussing whether it was necessary to continue to imprison the prisoners so that they could serve the remaining sentences. This caused a debate, thinking that the The number of people who were continued to be imprisoned and those who were released early were almost equal, and more Wizengamot members did not express their clear opinions on their ideas.
"I think the crime that Mr. Barty Crouch committed in the first place should not be punished like this." Sitting not far from the Wizengamot member area where Allen belongs, wearing a black robe from the Magical Law Enforcement Department to which he belongs. A witch in the area, with a broad body and a square chin, short gray hair, wearing a monocle, and a formidable expression on her face, said loudly as if she was thinking about herself, and even squinted from time to time after speaking. He looked at the few Harris present with his eyes.
This lady who looked to be in her forties or fifties was Amelia Susan Bones, the aunt of Susan Bones, a Hufflepuff student in the same grade as Ellen. Tonks often said that she was Milia is a fair and honest person. If it were not for the rise of Harris, Lunn's position would still be hers.
The whispers gradually stopped, and Lunn, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, gestured to the members of the Wizengamot, and then said in a loud voice: "If you are in favor of the early release of Barty Crouch, please raise your hands. "
Amelia Bones immediately raised her hand, and then she discovered that Allen on the Wizengamot table next to her also raised his hand immediately. Obviously, under the leadership of the other party, many people who had not seen him before The members of the Wizengamot who were voting and the colleagues from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement around her also raised their hands after taking a look at Allen's actions. Amelia shook her head left and right and glanced at it, knowing it without counting. More than half of the people had raised their hands - this made the witch who always had a majestic expression look at Allen with a softer expression.
With Barty Crouch as a reference, the subsequent trial process was very fast. Most of the prisoners were acquitted because the punishment was not severe. With snot and tears on their faces, they happily walked away. The Auror walked out of the courtroom. Only the third bald wizard with no eyebrows was sentenced to remain in prison for causing the death of many Muggles as a result of his mischievous prank, but he also received a considerable reduction in sentence.
At the end of the trial, when Allen and the Wizengamot members politely introduced their identities to each other and walked out of the courtroom, he found that Barty Crouch, who had just been acquitted, was standing a few steps away from the door with his eldest brother Albert. Talking from a distance.
"Mr. Crouch, he is now in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies. The doctors and nurses are taking good care of him." Albert's voice came to Alan's ears.
"If it weren't for your help to keep his body alive...it's hard for me to imagine that I would have the motivation to keep myself alive in Azkaban..." Mr. Crouch's deep voice was bitter, and it went from hot to human. When he was at his peak, there were many guests, but when he was down, no one cared about him. None of his relatives and friends were willing to come forward to help take care of his son who was a Death Eater. They were afraid of getting into trouble. On the contrary, his original opponents were willing to come forward. Place him...
Albert scratched his head, and it was Allen who came forward and said, "Mr. Crouch, congratulations on your freedom."
Hearing Allen's voice, Barty Crouch turned around and saw that it was Allen. He responded somewhat mechanically: "Thank you, Mr. Allen Harris."
"Mr. Crouch, Albert, you guys are talking, please allow me to take the first step." Seeing the other party's reaction, Allen did not intend to talk for a long time, so he left.
Albert waved goodbye to his little brother, but then stopped him: "Alan, I have often met the Malfoy family in the hospital recently. I heard the therapist said that his grandfather Abraxas Malfoy is dying. You Don’t you have a good relationship with Draco? Do you want to go and have a look?”
"Oh? I will contact Lucius and Draco." Allen also waved goodbye to his eldest brother.
That night, in the Malfoy family's small manor in Wales where there were many peacocks, the light in the luxuriously decorated hall was not clear. Luxurious carpets with classical patterns covered almost the entire floor. In the middle of the hall was a wooden There was a long elegant table, and wizards wearing black hoods were sitting on both sides of the long table.
"Cowardly and incompetent, your recent actions in the wizarding world have almost always ended in failure." A high-pitched, clear voice echoed in the hall.
There was silence, no one dared to make a sound in such rage.
"Travers, I noticed that none of your actions were successful, huh?" The man at the head knocked on the table lightly. He had no hair and looked like a snake, with two slender nostrils and a pair of shining eyes. Glowing red eyes with vertical pupils. His complexion was very pale and seemed to glow like a pearl.
"Master, please forgive me... The Ministry of Magic has been prepared for a long time. There are Aurors everywhere. They have people patrolling every time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net It is difficult for us to find a suitable opportunity." The wizard with a neatly combed gray ponytail responded to his master with a trembling voice, even though he had tried his best to shrink his body before, trying to make the person at the head ignore his existence, "We just need to launch an attack... they It will appear in a short period of time. The Ministry of Magic has issued the communication badge sponsored by the Harris family to the wizards. As long as the wizards notify the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors will apparate and come. When they cannot escape, Under the circumstances, we lost a lot of manpower.”
"It's all prevarication, Travers..." Voldemort's cold voice caused silence on the long table, "What happened to those two losers who were killed by a Mudblood? Your remaining subordinate was actually killed by a The Mudblood was so frightened that he ran away?!"
Travers was lying on the ground before he dared to respond: "Forgive me! Forgive my master! We were in other places at the time, and Trasov and Vigo were just performing tasks. They killed one while waiting. The dog avoided barking to alert others. That mudblood came out of nowhere and killed the two of them just for this matter... I have already dealt with the escaped Gregory, please forgive my master..."
After hearing this, Voldemort couldn't help but cast a Cruciatus Curse with the wand in his hand, making Travers unable to even scream and writhing on the ground. Voldemort also burst out with a roar: "That mudblood will kill you." People! Killed two wizards! Just used a pencil! Used a pencil!"