The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Chapter 158 Wizengamot Hearings (12)

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The golden fence door slid open slightly, and there was a group of people standing inside. The person standing at the front, surrounded by a group of people, should be the Minister of Magic Fudge.

And the short, fat woman in pink next to him looks like the infamous Umbridge.

"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore," Fudge greeted Professor Dumbledore happily after seeing him. It was hard to imagine that they would fight over Voldemort in the future.

However, both Voldemort and his Horcruxes have been almost destroyed by him. Will they still fight?

You know, Minister Fudge is something Dumbledore doesn't want. When the Minister of Magic was selected, many people recommended Dumbledore.

Therefore, Fudge respected Dumbledore very much, provided that he would not interfere with the rights in his hands.

"Hello, Mr. Minister." Dumbledore said slowly with a slight nod, and then led them into the elevator.

After Fudge saw the sinister-looking Sirius and the sluggish Peter Pettigrew, he swallowed, but said nothing. He was moving closer to Dumbledore.

After Rolf and the others walked into the elevator behind Professor Dumbledore, the elevator doors closed with a clang and moved downwards. .

The space in the elevator became very small due to the influx of so many people. It was so crowded that Rolf was pressed against the wall behind him. Why didn't he use the Seamless Stretching Charm?

The fence door slammed shut again, the chain rattled, and a cold woman's voice spoke.

"Ninth floor, Department of Mysteries."

Rolf thought to himself, so it is quite interesting that we just set it up in the hall on the eighth floor.

"Tenth floor, Wizengamot Trial Chamber." It didn't take long for the group to reach their destination, and everyone stepped off the elevator.

Sirius and Peter, guarded by several wizards from the Wizengamot, walked toward one door, while the others followed Professor Dumbledore toward another door.

In the trial hall, the jurors sat on seats higher than each other, with a name and identity sign engraved in front of each person.

Rolf glanced around and saw several familiar names, such as Albus Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge, and Dolores Jane Umbridge.

Behind the sign, wizards were sitting. They were all wearing purple robes, with a delicate silver W embroidered on their left chest.

Everyone looked at the people who came in. Many people were still talking in low voices. They seemed a little unprofessional because the topic they talked about had nothing to do with this hearing.

Minister Fudge adjusted his robe, then walked towards the trial seat, picked up the hammer on the table, and struck three times hard.

"Silently" waited for everyone to stop talking before he announced the start of the hearing: "This hearing is about the Sirius prison escape case, the suspect Sirius Black, and the questioner: Cornelius Fudge."

Rolf and the others quickly followed Dumbledore and found a seat to sit down. Then they saw the door being pushed open and Sirius Black being brought up.

"The defendant will face the following charges. As a imprisoned Death Eater, he openly escaped from prison while serving his sentence, causing turmoil and panic in the wizarding society. How does the defendant explain this?"

Fudge looked at Sirius who was locked in an iron cage with an expressionless face and said slowly.

"I'm not a Death Eater. I haven't done anything for Voldemort. I don't have the Dark Mark on me."

Sirius roared angrily, and some of the surrounding Wizengamot members were startled by the sudden roar.

"Then why did you escape from prison?" Fudge continued to ask.

Black reached into his robe with his claw-like hand and took out a crumpled piece of paper.He smoothed the paper and showed it to everyone.

That was a photo of Ron's family that was published in the Daily Prophet last summer. Ron had Peter Pettigrew in Animagus form on his shoulders.

"How did you get this newspaper?" Umbridge, who was sitting at the bottom, asked quickly, seeming to be surprised.

"It was Secretary Fudge," Black said. "He gave me this newspaper when he inspected Azkaban last year.

That was Peter, on the front page of the newspaper, over the boy's shoulder. I recognized him immediately.

How many times have I seen him transform. The news under the photo says that the boy will go back to Hogwarts to attend school, where Harry is" Sirius murmured to himself.

Fudge interrupted him impatiently and continued to ask: "So what does this have to do with your escape from prison?"

"At first, after I found out that he was the one who leaked the location of Potter's old house in Godric's Hollow to Voldemort, I became anxious to kill him and avenge James and Lily.

I forced him to have nowhere to run, and he shouted so loudly that the whole street heard him saying that I had betrayed James and Lily.

Then, before I could curse him, he blew up the whole street with the wand hidden behind his back, killing everyone within twenty feet of him, and then fled into the gutter with the other rats."

The members of the Wizengamot below all ate up after hearing what he said. You know, Peter Pedillo was posthumously awarded a Medal of the Order of Merlin because of this incident.

"Quiet!" Fudge, who was sitting on the trial bench, roared angrily and banged the hammer in his hand with all his strength.

"Who can prove to you that what you are telling is the truth? If what you are telling is the truth, why didn't you tell it 12 years ago?" Minister Fudge said with disdain.

Blake shook his head slowly, and his sunken eyes suddenly lit up, "I killed them indirectly, so I didn't object to the charges you gave me, but it's no longer possible now. Harry needs me."

He continued hoarsely, "I convinced Lily and James to replace me with Peter at the last minute, convincing them to use him as secret keeper instead of me.

It's all my fault, I know, I went to see Peter the night they died to make sure he was okay, but by the time I got to where he was hiding, he was gone.

But there were no signs of a struggle, and I felt something was wrong.

I became scared and I went directly to where Harry's parents lived. When I saw their house, it was destroyed and I also saw their bodies.

Peter must have done something bad before I realized what a mistake I had made. "He couldn't speak anymore, put his face in his hands, and said sadly.

After Harry heard the whole time below, his mouth opened in surprise. Therefore, this person is not my father-killing enemy.

"Bring Peter Pedro up here," Fudge said coldly.

Then Peter Pettigrew was caught. He struggled hard, and it seemed that the effect of the Imperius Curse had worn off.

He was panting, with large beads of sweat coming out of his pale face. After hearing Fudge's question, he shouted loudly: "No, Mr. Minister, you can't believe him. It was him who wanted to kill me at that time."

Peter Pettigrew suddenly pointed at Black and screamed, and everyone saw it, using his middle finger because his index finger was broken.

"He killed Lily and James, and now he wants to kill me again. Please help me. Professor Dumbledore, help me."

"No one wants to kill you until we figure out a few things." Fudge knocked on his hammer again and said in a somewhat impatient tone.

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