The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 193 An Unexpected Turn [Last Month Monthly Pass Plus 1]

Du Wei watched these people quarreling indifferently. In the first Flint family—now Slytherin College, the immediate family member of Quidditch captain Flint, Mr. Flint, one of the 28 pure-blood families, After the living old wizard spoke, the entire trial hall was as noisy as an owl shop, and the smell of gunpowder was everywhere!

His question was like a cannon fire signal to declare war.

After he finished speaking, the old wizards of the Wizengamot began to attack. They attacked Dumbledore verbally. As the host, Ms. Burns did not speak. The old wizard pointed to Scrimgeour with his eyes to keep an eye on the movements of these people.

Hands-on during quarrels is an old tradition of the British Ministry of Magic. Just a few decades ago, some wizards with strong martial arts were so involved in quarreling with reason that they sometimes took out their wands to fight. .

There have been fewer such scenes in recent years, but it may not necessarily not appear.

Facing the aggressive questioning of these old Wizengamot wizards, Dumbledore was not angry.

He picked a few key points to answer.

It's a pity that these old wizards don't know what to do, and there is even a trace of personal grievances that shouldn't be there in their words.

Even Bernsch couldn't listen anymore.

They went through the procedure, and Ms. Burnsch tapped her gavel and called a stop to this farce!
"Alright, since neither of you can convince the other, then, let's move on to the next procedure.

Ask Pettigrew to enter for questioning. "

Ms. Bernsch amplified her voice.

"Okay, ma'am."

Dumbledore said lightly.

His expression was as usual, it seemed that the verbal confrontation just now did not stir up waves in his heart.

He looked extremely nonchalant.

Compared with those old wizards whose blood pressure rose because of the quarrel, Dumbledore was too calm.

He put his hands down in front of him, staring at the open door.

The door opened, and Peter Pettigrew was brought in by Scrimgeour tremblingly. His body was full of various magic props, and even his mouth was forcibly filled with a lot of potions to ensure that he was in Wizengar. When I was in the Trial Chamber of Mount, I couldn't hurt the people here.

Dumbledore watched the shivering figure enter.

Afterwards, Sirius was also escorted and walked in.

Ms. Bernsch's brows furrowed even tighter.

She felt that today's affairs were a bit messy.

"This is not the debate and cross-examination session, gentlemen, now, please send Mr. Sirius out."

Ms. Burns said dignifiedly.

"No, Ms. Burns."

Scrimgeour seemed a bit embarrassed to speak. He glanced at everyone present and said, "There was a little mistake on the scene, Ms. Bernsch, we need to bring them all to the field for a debate."

"A little mistake? What kind of mistake can make you ignore court discipline?

Mr Scrimgeour, I wish you would give me a reason.

Can you give me your reasons? "

Ms. Burns said majestically, Dumbledore was thoughtful when he saw this.

He seemed to understand something.

Glancing at the trial seat casually, he saw some people on the trial seat mocking the situation in front of them undisguisedly.

Based on Dumbledore's knowledge of these wizards, if they really want to cover up something, there is no doubt that they can cover it up perfectly.

These people are true masters of hypocrisy.

But judging from it now, the expressions on their faces actually showed that they felt that they had the chance to win, and they didn't want to hide it at all.

Dumbledore was not surprised by this.

He even smiled a bit.

The old nobles I saw were a little strange.

Dumbledore what is he laughing at?
After observing Peter Pettigrew's abnormality, Du Wei also sneered.

"An eternal means."

He leaned back and leaned on the old lady's lap. Mrs. Grisilda Macbans looked at the old man in front with disgust, leaned down and said, "You pressed my leg gone."

Du Wei didn't respond.

It's like he didn't hear it.

The old lady patted the shoulder of the person in front of her a little angrily. It seemed that if Du Wei didn't give her an explanation, she would have a fit.

But at this time, a funny scene appeared at the trial scene, which quickly attracted the old lady's attention.

On the court, Pettigrew turned his back on the spot, taking advantage of Ms. Burns asking him to speak, he screamed: "I, I have something to say, I have something to say here.

I need the Wizengamot to keep my life safe, I'm under duress, I'm under duress! "

Dumbledore watched this scene with interest.

He looked at Peter Pettigrew fearfully at first, and quickly glanced at the Wizengamot's judgment seat, and then he screamed, "Dumbledore, it's Dumbledore!
All this is Dumbledore's conspiracy, he forced me to confess!I'm innocent, I'm really innocent, I have proof of these things.

It was he who told me that if I didn't plead guilty, he would use his wonderful magic to make my life worse than death!
I was so scared, so I lied! "

"What did you say?"

One stone caused a thousand waves, and even Ms. Bernsch subconsciously opened her eyes wide when she heard Peter Pettigrew's serious accusation.

Even though Scrimgeour had expected it long ago, he shuddered when he heard this.

Sirius exploded completely, and his roar was like a big dog threatening people.

"You're lying! Peter Pettigrew, how dare you, how dare you!"

As soon as he shook off the Auror beside him, he was about to rush over.

Scrimgeour had been prepared for a long time, he rushed over, grabbed Sirius Black who was about to rush over to crush Peter Pettigrew, and forced him to calm down.

Black seemed to be crazy, wanting to break through Scrimgeour's defense and hurt Peter Pettigrew.

His saliva spewed out because of anger.

Blood vessels protruded from his skin.

He blushed.

It looked terribly frightening.

However, Black didn't notice this, he was just shouting angrily!

"Liar, you're lying, you vile bastard! You're lying!"

He pointed at Peter Pettigrew and yelled, and Ms. Burns had to give the gavel another blow.

"Keep quiet."

Scrimgeour stuck to Sirius' side and said to him, "Calm down, Sirius, calm down, or I will use magic."

Sirius finally calmed down, he subconsciously glanced at Dumbledore, and found that Dumbledore was not surprised by this.

"It's a small trick that doesn't have any new ideas. I'm so disappointed."

On the judging seat, Du Wei said softly, he thought that the magic world would play such dirty things in a more advanced and fancy way.

But I didn't expect that these people, playing around, no matter what, there are just a few methods.

They are pulling the strong into their own game rules, using the rules of the game they are familiar with, restraining a strong, forcing a strong, playing with them in the same game, and using rules that are beneficial to them to win victory.

In other words, as long as Dumbledore doesn't want to directly tear his face and overturn the table, he can only play with them within the rules of the game set by these old nobles.

Obviously, in their rules of the game, even Dumbledore couldn't beat these people.

Because of Dumbledore, there is only one person.

And these old wizards in front of them are almost a team, and the Wizengamot will determine whether the matter is true, and the procedure is to vote by show of hands.

In other words, whoever has more has the final say.

What happened next was like a funny mime. Du Wei opened his mouth wide and yawned boredly, watching the development of the plot and the performance of the clown.

He watched the constant discrimination of the people present, saw Sirius furious, but could do nothing, saw Scrimgeour a little aggrieved, but helplessly stopped Sirius, and watched Dumbledore staring at Peter Pettigrew. Show particular anger.

Everything seemed to have an accelerator key, and everything in front of him was constantly changing, but for Du Wei, the noise and changes around him had nothing to do with him.

He just finds it boring, funny and pathetic.

It wasn't until Ms. Bernsch knocked down the gavel again that Du Wei came back to his senses.

"Okay, let's vote now and agree with Mr. Peter Pettigrew that he was coerced by Sirius and received..."

Even Ms. Burns felt a little ashamed when talking about this situation.She is not a fool, she can see that there are too many tricks in it, so much that she can't stand it.

But she can't break the program either.

She can only follow the program.

After all, she is the person in charge of this trial.

Procedural Justice.

"...coerced by Albus Dumbledore, perjurer, raise your hand."

Ms. Burns said with difficulty.

Those old nobles raised their hands without any hesitation, and all of them were brushed together. Dumbledore scanned it casually, and knew that today's battle, as he expected, failed.

It would be of no use if all the remaining wizards were partial to Dumbledore.

The gap is too big.

This time, the wizards of the Wizengamot were also particular about the people they invited.

The most people who come here today are the old nobles.

There are not many people who prefer Dumbledore in the Wizengamot.

After they operated a little bit, even fewer people came today.

Du Wei knew all this, and Dumbledore knew it at the beginning, but the difference was that Dumbledore knew what kind of virtue these people were like, so he expected it.

Du Wei knew their list before they convened the wizard group.

After all, it was Du Wei's own people who threw the owl from the Ministry of Magic.

Du Wei looked at those smooth palms, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

The moment he raised his palm, he was met with a blank stare from the old lady behind him.

He was pushed away by the old lady.

"A bunch of moths without a conscience."

The old lady scolded angrily.

Ms. Burns took a deep breath, scanned the people around her, and said again: "Next, I agree with Mr. Sirius Black, please raise your hand."

She raised her hand first, Dumbledore also raised her hand, and the two close friends of Dumbledore behind Du Wei also raised their hands.

Scattered wizards, and a few people raised their hands.

Unfortunately, there are too few people.

Victory is decided.

Although there is still the possibility of appealing about Sirius.

But what good is that?
In today's trial, they are all on stage and off stage. What can Dumbledore do?

Besides, today, more troublesome things are yet to come. After Sirius came in from here, those people did not expect Sirius to go back alive at all.

Now is the power vacuum period of the Ministry of Magic. The previous minister, Fudge, took the blame and resigned, and the next minister is still being selected.

It couldn't be more appropriate to start at this time.

Everyone is ready to annihilate history today.

Also at this time.

The old wizard played by Du Wei stood up tremblingly, leaning on the civilized stick, and walked towards the gate with a "da da da".

"Sir," Ms. Bernshi saw Du Wei and asked loudly, "Now is the trial period, please sit down."

Du Wei turned his head, revealing a face like a skeleton.

He smiled and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He glanced at all the wizards and saw Dumbledore's interested face.

"I'm just too old."

Du Wei said with a normal expression, "I really can't hold back."

(End of this chapter)