Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 540 The Public Trial Begins

What kind of experience is it like to be thrown into confinement in a small black room?
Mike had thought about this question and asked many people, but the answers he got were despair, pain and warnings not to try.

Mike is a smart man, a smart man who knows how important it is to listen to other people's advice, so he didn't directly lock himself into a small black room to experience that feeling like his best friend Trevor from his previous life.

Especially after seeing the miserable state of Trevor walking out of the small dark room, he put this matter on his life blacklist.

But even though Mike had already imagined that feeling in the scariest way, it was only when he was actually in the small dark room that he realized how naive his original imagination was.

It's no wonder that after Trevor came out, he would strongly suggest that he also try it. Those who haven't experienced it personally will not know the feeling.

Thinking of this, Mike couldn't help but a wry smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

It has been a long time since he woke up for the first time, maybe a day, or a week, in short, Mike doesn't know how many days, because it's dark here, and there is no time reference at all.

But during this period of time, his body and mind were severely damaged.

At the beginning, he just felt very bored. After all, he couldn't move here, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't perceive the flow of time, and all he could hear was his own heartbeat and breathing.

But soon, this feeling of being almost completely deprived of vision made Mike instinctively irritated.

He started struggling, screaming, cursing!
But no matter how hard he tried, the environment he was in still didn't change, it was always the same darkness, and it was always the silence of death!

The most important thing is that the irritability in my heart has not been weakened by these venting behaviors.

It wasn't until now that Mike realized that he was doing useless work.

So he began to try to put himself to sleep, which was a very natural idea, after all, time would pass faster when he fell asleep.

But it's a pity that Mike's hearing has become particularly sharp due to being in a silent environment for a long time. The original slight heartbeat gradually became thunderous, and the rapid panting became harsh like a howling wind!
Under this loud noise, even though he was very sleepy, he just couldn't fall asleep!

Under the torment of this horror, the fire of resentment in Mike's heart is thriving. He hates everything and fantasizes about tearing Dumbledore into pieces in his mind to pass the painful time.

The dry magic power in his body was running crazily under the mobilization of such extreme emotions, and it actually broke through the limit and forcibly recovered a little.

It's a pity that this magic power is still too little.

Under the forcible suppression of unknown energy from the outside world, Mike still couldn't release any magic.

And maybe it's because Mike's hatred is too strong, or it's simply because of the long-term deprivation of vision. In short, at some point, a Dumbledore actually appeared in front of Mike.

He was floating in front of Mike, looking at Mike quietly, his eyes were as calm as water, and his expression was kind, but in Mike's eyes, he was so ugly, so ugly that Mike's body began to lean forward uncontrollably, with his mouth open I want to take such a bite on the opponent's body!
Oddly enough, they weren't far apart, but no matter how hard Mike tried, he could never touch him.

In fact, Mike knew very well in his heart that this was completely his own illusion.

Perhaps, he is really crazy.

However, just when Mike was almost going insane, a white light came from directly in front of Mike.

It was like a sharp sword, which ruthlessly tore through the darkness, as well as the illusory Dumbledore floating in front of Mike's eyes, and shone straight on Mike's face.

Mike's eyes, which had been in the dark for a long time, couldn't adapt to the sudden light at all, and instinctively closed his eyes, but Mike forcibly suppressed this instinct, staring greedily at a pair of bloodshot eyes. Looking at the light in front of my eyes.

this!It was the only change in his world for so long!

So even though his pupils have already shrunk to a small dot, even though his eyes are stinging and tearing under the stimulation of strong light, and he can't see things at all, he still refuses to close his eyes. Close your eyes!
I don't know how long it took, but Mike's eyes finally got used to the strong light.

The dazzling white light in front of his eyes began to gradually dim, and the surrounding scenes also began to slowly come into his eyes.

Mike finally saw the prison where he had been imprisoned for an unknown amount of time!

This is a huge sealed space, the walls and ceiling at the edge are connected together, presenting a perfect snow-white semicircle, as if someone turned a huge white porcelain bowl upside down.

But the bottom of the entire space is not a snow-white substance like a wall, but a whole bottomless pool.

It is not accurate to say that it is a pool, strictly speaking, it should be a pool of mercury, because the liquid is shining with a metallic luster, if it is not because it has been flowing slowly, Mike will definitely think that it is a large piece of smooth metal plate .

As for Mike himself, he was bound to a huge silver-white cross floating above the pool of mercury.

Mike looked at all this with a dull face, and his blood-red eyes were filled with disbelief.

He knows this place.

Here... is the 'Dead Sea Prison'!
The so-called Dead Sea naturally refers to the large piece of mercury-like liquid that is slowly flowing under Mike.

It was an extremely mysterious liquid, its density was extremely high, and it did not have any sense of buoyancy. Any creature that sank into it would drown in despair, and like mercury, it could evaporate a poisonous steam.

But different from mercury vapor, the function of this dead sea vapor is to suppress all energies in the living body, including magic power, physical power, and spiritual power.

This also makes it the same as the legendary dead lake, and no creature, even birds and wizards, can fly over it.

This mysterious liquid comes from a special secret realm. There is no life or land in that secret realm, and there is only an ocean composed entirely of mysterious liquid, so that secret realm is also called the Dead Sea Secret Realm.

Such a secret realm originally had no development value, but its characteristics just met some needs of the Ministry of Magic, so the liquid inside was brought out, thus creating the Dead Sea prison in front of Mike.

Mike was able to know this 'Dead Sea Prison' entirely because there was such a prison in the Magic Congress of the United States, and that prison was famous because it once imprisoned the first Dark Lord—Grindelwald!
He really didn't expect that such a famous and special prison would be used to imprison him!

'So, I'm in America? '

Mike couldn't help thinking so, but he quickly overturned his thoughts, because Dumbledore had no reason to hand himself over to the Magic Congress of America.

And just when he was confused, a small opening was suddenly opened on the white outer wall of the cell, and then a person walked out of it, and stepped onto the small floating platform at the door.

Mike recognized that person almost instantly, and then the anger that had been relieved a little bit just now came to his heart again. He gritted his teeth and roared:
"Chris Flint!"

"Mike Townley, long time no see."

Chris bowed down and saluted Mike, speaking slowly with an elegant gesture.

At the same time, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, with a strong taste of sarcasm.

But after seeing this smile, Mike calmed down instead. He looked up and down Chris with his eyes, and soon focused on the robe the other party was wearing.

It was a very exquisite thick robe, a bit like a Hogwarts school uniform robe, but it was much more delicate, and its surface exuded a special luster, and it was obvious that the material was special at first glance.

The whole body of the robe is purple, with a delicate silver W embroidered on the left chest, but there are special shield-shaped symbols sewn with gold thread on the sleeves and neckline, which are the emblems representing the Ministry of Magic!

Mike had seen this robe before, it was at the Wizengamot Council's trial against Harry Potter, when all members of the Wizengamot Council except Dumbledore wore this style The robes they wear, but none of their robes have those gold threads on them, and the only guy at the scene with the pattern of gold threads sewn on his body is Fudge, who was the Minister of Magic at that time!
Mike's eyes narrowed, he looked at Chris coldly, and said slowly:
"So you're the Minister of Magic now?"

"Oh? Did you see it? This is really rare. I thought that Muggle-born wizards like you are not very familiar with this kind of hidden symbol."

Chris looked happy, pointing to the gold pattern on his neckline.

But in the face of his words, Mike didn't have any intention of talking.

"Mike, do you know what is the biggest difference between you and me?" Chris didn't care about Mike's silence, raised his eyebrows and continued, "That is, I know when I will win! To be honest, even without Deng You will definitely lose if Bulido intervenes, because the power in my hands is far beyond your imagination! You have always been like a brainless reckless man who can only rush forward without thinking. I know that your every move is under my control! Sometimes, in order to make your progress more smoothly, I will even help you! I really feel anxious because of your IQ!"

Chris let out a long breath of foul air, his face was filled with satisfaction, as if he had held these words in his heart for a long time.

"Do you think you've won? You know I'm not dead yet."

Mike's indifferent voice came slowly, Chris curled his lips, looked at Mike sarcastically and said:

"Don't worry, you will die soon."

After saying that, Chris beckoned, and the giant cross that bound Mike floated behind him, and followed him out of the prison.

Outside the cell, dozens of Aurors were waiting in formation. As soon as Mike appeared, they all took out their wands and aimed at the cross.

Chris didn't stop, he just walked slowly at the front, walked through the long corridor with the bound Mike and the escorted Aurors, got on the magic elevator, and finally Arrived at a place Mike is quite familiar with - the Magic Trial Hall!

During this period, Mike kept his eyes closed and said nothing, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

But in fact, Mike was looking for an opportunity to escape. You must know that the magic power and mental power in his body had begun to slowly recover as soon as he left the Dead Sea prison, and the return of magic power perception followed.

It's a pity that the Aurors around him were too vigilant, and Mike never found any chance.

In desperation, Mike had to give up the idea of ​​​​running away halfway, and opened his eyes.

They have entered the courtroom.

Different from the courtroom where Harry Potter was tried last time, the courtroom they are in now is a stepped semicircular structure similar to a university classroom. The long table of the presiding judge and other judges is located in the entire courtroom. At the lowest point, the rest of the rows of seats that extend upward with the steps belong to the public seats.

As for the jury, all composed of members of the Wizengamot, it was located on a high platform at the far right of the trial hall, looking up at everyone present.

At the moment, the public seats are full. Thanks to the fact that Mike killed Voldemort, this public trial can be described as a high-profile public trial. Almost everyone wants to see with their own eyes the person who protected the entire magic world of the country but committed heinous crimes. The crime of the young wizard.

It's a pity that due to the limited seats, not everyone can sit here and watch the public trial up close.

Now, among the people sitting in the overcrowded public seats, only a small number are celebrities who came to watch the trial out of curiosity, and the rest of the audience are almost all reporters invited by the Ministry of Magic.

They will record the entire process of the public trial, and convert these into text and publish them in tomorrow's newspapers for other people who cannot attend the scene to watch.

Undoubtedly, when Mike appeared bound to the cross, the entire courtroom erupted.

The reporters stood up with a swipe, and the magic cameras they held in their hands kept flashing. Some excited reporters even rushed down the stands, wanting to take a close-up shot of Mike.

Of course, they were all eventually pushed back by the Aurors.

Compared with them, those social celebrities are much quieter. Although they are stretching their heads to look around, their buttocks are still firmly glued to their seats, maintaining their final elegance.

As the temporary manager of the Los Santos Group, Penello is naturally a celebrity.

So she also appeared on the stands.

But unlike the other people around her who were still trying their best to maintain their elegance, she had already stood up at this moment, tremblingly looking at the familiar figure who was being escorted in under the stage!

(End of this chapter)