The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 192 Difficult justice [22]

"Please, please, don't send me to the Ministry of Magic, Harry, help me, Harry, really, please, I didn't mean to, you don't know how terrible the Dark Lord is, he threatened I, I'm afraid, really, Harry, I'm afraid..."

"Sirius, save me, save me, please? The Dark Lord is really terrible, I have no choice, I really have no choice."

"Lupine, Lupine, say something, Lupine, I was really wrong, I really know I was wrong, let me live."

"I can't refuse him. If I refuse him, I will die. You don't want to see me die, do you?"

In a small room, Peter Pettigrew knelt on the ground, begging everyone present, his voice was very sharp and desperate, he stretched his hands forward helplessly, looking at the people present, finally desperately There was an "ah" sound.

Tears fell down like money.

However, it is a pity that none of the people present will forgive the traitor.

Everyone was indifferent except Harry.

Harry was a little nervous. He looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands in front of him, and looked at the two men standing behind him.

Lupine and Sirius stood behind Harry. These two close friends of James stood behind Harry like the strongest rock around Harry.

They are behind Harry, and they are Harry Potter's most solid backing.

Big Three (weakened version).

Predator (remastered version).

Lupine was thin, Sirius was wild, only Harry was still young, but he looked a lot like James, Pettigrew Peter was kneeling here, as cowardly as ever.

What's more, it's not another kind, the original scene reappears?
As if sensing Harry's gaze, Sirius lowered his head to meet his gaze, and put his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"It's okay, Harry, just leave the rest to us. When I come back, I'll take you home."

said Sirius, and now he spoke with rare tenderness.But it could be seen from his tense facial muscles that he was already bizarrely angry.

To Peter Pettigrew, to this shameless classmate.

"We'll take care of this properly, Harry, you don't have to worry about it.

right?Remus? "

Lupine's hands were on Harry's shoulders, but he didn't exert much force.

But his words have always been sonorous and powerful.

"Yes, Harry."

He said to Harry, and then he turned to Pettigrew, drew out his wand, and told Pettigrew to stop making noise, without a word.

"When you betrayed your friend, you should have died, Peter Pettigrew, and you should have known about it."

Lupine said in disgust, Peter Pettigrew looked at the people present in despair, and was about to twitch with sadness.

Lupine and Sirius, taking Harry to meet Peter Pettigrew for the last time.

At this time, the door to Peter Pettigrew opened.

Mad-Eye Moody walked in, and he took one look at Sirius, but didn't arrest him.

His magic eye is outside, so he can see the people inside. After learning that Sirius Black was not the traitor who betrayed James, nor the murderer who killed Muggles, Mad-Eye Moody didn't bother to arrest Sirius black.

"I'm all retired."

This is what he says most often now, "Don't come to me if you have anything to do."

Beside Mad-Eye Moody is Scrimgeour.

This time, Mad-Eye Moody is the assistant, and Scrimgeour is the person in charge of this operation.

Scrimgeour also looked at Sirius with a complicated expression.

He didn't know how to face Sirius Black.

It wasn't the Aurors who captured Sirius back then, it was the strikers, but after Sirius Bublak escaped from prison, there were a large number of Aurors among the people he and Duvi Jones hurt.

Scrimgeour is also very contradictory now.

He simply didn't treat Sirius the same way he treated prisoners.

He stepped forward and said solemnly: "We are ordered to take Pettigrew Peter and Sirius away, you guys, come with us!"

He didn't take Lupine and Harry Potter away, because this was an internal resolution of the Wizengamot, and neither of them was qualified to attend the meeting.

Sirius nodded, and Mad-Eye Moody pointed his wand at Pettigrew, and Pettigrew flew up.

"Aha," said Mad-Eye Moody, "belated trial, enjoy life, little rat."

he said viciously, ignoring Peter Pettigrew, who was shaking like chaff.

"Where is Dumbledore?"

Lupine, who was on the sidelines, interrupted suddenly.

"He arrived at the Ministry of Magic ahead of schedule and is negotiating with the wizarding group of the Wizengamot."

Scrimgeour said to him, before leaving, he glanced at Harry Potter, looked at Harry Potter's anxious eyes, he patted Harry Potter's shoulder and said: "It's okay, Mr Potter, the evidence is solid, and Sirius will get a fair trial."

Harry nodded subconsciously, but Lupine was not as optimistic as they were.

But looking at Sirius and Harry, he still didn't pour cold water on it.

I hope his guess is wrong.

"hope so."

Lupine told himself that he could only think so. After all, if his guess was correct, then the result of the trial of Peter Pettigrew would be too cruel for Sirius and Harry.

Lupine lowered his eyes, holding Sirius' cell phone in his hand, thoughtfully.

He also wanted to know what Dewey Jones was trying to do with Sirius.

Especially when he saw a few tiny red marks on Sirius' arms that looked like burns.

He was keenly aware of it.

The mark on Sirius' hand.

That probably wasn't a burn mark.

It could be a spell, an unbreakable vow.

What oath did they swear?

……

at the same time.

Ministry of Magic, Tenth Floor, Wizengamot Hall of Justice.

Here, a large number of old wizards of the Wizengamot were sitting. They were all wearing uniforms, that is, the scarlet and dark black robes of the Supreme Wizarding Court, with extremely serious faces.

Facing Dumbledore, they whispered and each had their own agenda.

Dumbledore didn't wear the majestic robe, he was still wearing a moon-white ordinary wizard's robe.

With his current state of mind, he no longer needs to use anything to prove his strength.

Even these well-informed wizards don't know each other. The white-bearded old wizard in front of him is holding the strongest magic wand in history.

Elder Wand.

He stood quietly in front of everyone and did not speak. Here, Dumbledore has several old friends. These old friends have little advantage in battle—they are all too old, and wizards are not All of them were Aurors, and some of them wouldn't live to their age.

Some of Dumbledore's good friends are alchemists, and some are simply scholars. They are not good at forming parties for personal gain.

The Wizengamot is a judicial organization, also an organization similar to a parliament.

Most wizards like Dumbledore, they participate in the trial's observation activities at most.

They don't understand parliamentary activities, and they don't want to understand.

Dumbledore lowered his head. Before he came, he actually knew the result of this trial - it can be concluded from the closed trial that they will not agree that Sirius Black is not guilty, Cornelius Fudge has stepped down, but the stain is still there. Sirius was imprisoned without any trial—note, any trial, which would have been a huge scandal.

Even Dumbledore, he can't forcibly overturn the case.

Forcibly overturning the case is to expose the ugly scars of the Ministry of Magic.

Those wizards would not agree.

Of course, if Dumbledore had been half Voldemort, no, not half Voldemort, if he had been half as strong as Cornelius Fudge, then things might have been different.

Dumbledore is too strong.

He showed some of his strength and skills a little bit, and those old nobles didn't dare to compete with Dumbledore.

They just throw out scapegoats.

After all, the rules of the magic world have never changed.

Same as it says on the fountain outside the Ministry of Magic.

"Magic is power"!
Unfortunately, Dumbledore knew that this was a dead end.

That's what Dewey Jones wanted him to do.

But he won't do it.

Because he knew how terrible the consequences of releasing the demon in his heart would be.

The bottom line is broken again and again, this time he broke the principle and the bottom line, it can be said that it is for justice.

So what about next time?

Will he find other reasons to convince himself to do it?
Dumbledore knew himself well.

He knew he would.

So he stood where he was, without saying a word, like a lonely old man who was independent from the world, and he didn't fit in with the noisy atmosphere here.

At this time, the door opened, and a wizard walked in again from the door.

Before opening the door, he seemed to be stuffing something into his robe.

He looks very old, and he doesn't have much flesh on his body. Because of his aging, he even needs crutches to support him when he walks.

Trembling.

No one noticed him. Seeing that he was wearing the Wizengamot's clothes and pinning the Merlin Second Class Medal, everyone agreed and didn't say anything.

The old wizard didn't speak either, he walked to his seat and sat down, quietly waiting for the trial to start.

Dumbledore didn't even bother to see who was coming.

But this old wizard, his eyes swept over everyone present, his eyes swept over the empty seat of the "manager", and then lowered his gaze after seeing the wizards sitting in front of him.

The seats of these wizards have already shown their attitudes. Here, a group of people sit together and discuss a lot.

These people are the strongest strength of the Wizengamot, and they are also the strength that supported Fudge not long ago.

An old aristocrat in the wizarding world.

The remaining wizards, sitting in twos and threes, sat at the back like him, and the one who didn't seem to be in a clique was Dumbledore's friend of the Wizengamot, who was also the veteran of this department.

Among them were two righteous wizards, Grisilda Macbath and Tiberus Ogden.

They are obviously out of gregarious.

There are also some people who are independent.

A plate of loose sand.

Du Wei scanned all these people, and then quietly waited for the opening of the drama he had manipulated.

This scene is not for these old nobles.

Because these old nobles have long known what virtue they are.

To be precise, the virtues of these old nobles have been like this since the Middle Ages, and they are no different from the Muggle upper class that they despise.

Anyone, for the sake of profit, the bottom line can only be lower, there is no minimum.

This scene was shown by Du Wei to Sirius, to Harry Potter, and to those who are still hesitating.

The Ministry of Magic is beyond redemption.

His leg injury was still not healed, so he leaned on the civilized staff with both hands, watching all this indifferently.

After a while, a very serious witch with a square face and a pair of unilateral glasses came here. She came to the position of the manager and knocked on the gavel!
"quiet."

The Wizengamot trial hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Ms. Burns.

Ms. Bernsch stood in the position of the principal, and said solemnly: "Today, we are here to retry the case of Sirius Black and Pettigrew."

No one speaks.

Ms. Burns briefly described the matter aside. Although she knew that 90.00% of these people knew what they came for, there might be some who didn't know—some old wizards might really not care about these things, they could It is not easy to get an owl to fly into one's mansion.

So she once again said the content of today's parliament.

"Do you have any objections to today's content?"

As usual, Ms. Bernsch asked.

Someone sneered.

"In my opinion, such a trial is completely unnecessary.

Criminals are criminals, look at the Weasley family Arthur family, they were attacked on the streets of London, but they were actually attacked.

Back then, Sirius Black was merciless.

If we didn't arrest Sirius because of this incident, we have done extrajudicial favors.

Do you want to forgive his previous sins now? "

Dumbledore raised his eyes slightly and looked at the old wizard who was speaking.

"We're talking about Peter Pettigrew and Sirius, Mr. Flint.

Your complaint has nothing to do with this matter.

We are not pardoning guilt, we are restoring the truth. "

Although he said so, Du Wei could see clearly that this was just a statement. From this moment on, Dumbledore was almost fighting alone.

The wizarding world didn't care about sacrificing a Black who was kicked out of his family and removed from his family tree.

What they want is the benefits and majesty of the Wizengamot!

None of them want to be responsible for their own mistakes. The most notable feature of a mature system is that.

The system is complete, everyone is responsible, and no one is responsible.

As long as everyone wants to shirk responsibility.

Then, everyone is not responsible.

It's like a kind of food from the East.

Three do not stick.

Non-stick pan, non-stick spoon, non-stick bowl.

(End of this chapter)