It's funny to say that even though he knew that there was this mirror underground, when he saw it placed in front of him, Snape still stopped in his tracks, as if he was frightened, and did not dare to step forward directly.

After a long time, he suddenly sneered, as if to cheer himself up.

"Ishownotyourfacebutyourheart'sdesire [What I show is not your face, but your desire]." The correct reading of the inscription on the top of the mirror was read by Snape casually, "ridiculous..."

Even so, his first step was still a bit difficult.

He didn't know what he would see in the mirror, maybe that girl?Maybe, he would want to see her.But……

How should he face that girl?Suppose she actually appears in the mirror.

Snape stopped again. He slowly closed his eyes. It was not until ten seconds later that he suddenly strode towards the mirror again, just like every time he walked through the familiar corridors of Hogwarts over the years. Same.

Even if he saw Lily Evans in the mirror - he knew he would feel guilty, ashamed, and... miss her very much.

But he was ready.

However, it was not Lily Evans who appeared in the mirror.

but himself.

At this moment, he is himself.

There was no sound in the empty hall, and even the fire in the brazier burned very quietly.

If there is any difference between the Snape in the mirror and the Snape outside the mirror, then the only difference is that the one in the mirror stands in the light.

Rather than in the shadow beyond the light.

After a long time, the hall was empty again, with only eight braziers and a mirror left.

Severus Snape had left quietly, and the only thing left here was a little water stain on the floor.

Chapter 25 The Collapse

When Moon walked into the hearing room with steady steps, there was an astonishing silence.

Walls made entirely of black stone bricks surrounded the room, and even the flames in the brazier seemed much dimmer against the black background.The rows of benches on both sides were filled with people, and on the high platform directly in front was the current Minister of Magic, Amelia Bones, her two assistants, and several other senior officials of the Ministry of Magic.The members of the Wizengamot who were responsible for ultimately deciding the outcome of the trial were sitting on the benches in the highest row, looking down.

None of these people spoke at this time, not even a whisper.

There are indeed some among them who are secretly paying attention to Moon, but they are only a minority.More people's eyes have been fixed on Lucius Malfoy, either to see Lucius Malfoy's reaction to Moon, the witness, entering the court, or to secretly pray in their hearts that they would not be able to survive for a thousand years. Don't be fooled by Lucius Malfoy.Of course, more people were still gloating and thinking about the sentencing of Lucius Malfoy later.

That's right, the hearing of Lucius Malfoy, a senior Death Eater and the current head of an established pure-blood family that controls huge amounts of property, has finally officially begun after a long delay.

In fact, it is probably easy to understand the schadenfreude in the hearts of those people - many of them have never accepted bribes from the old Malfoy. Since many years ago, when Voldemort just fell, they have been looking forward to the old Malfoy. Malfoy was sent to Azkaban together.

It is a pity that the minister and lady at that time finally made some concessions in order to maintain stability and avoid too much turmoil.

It's understandable, Voldemort is missing and every wizard is having a blast.At that time, the British wizarding world suffered from both chronic diseases left over from the past and various new diseases that had emerged. After a large number of people, including some key members of pure-blood families, had been imprisoned in Azkaban, people like the old For a pure-blood wizard like Malfoy who is willing to adapt to the situation, is not so pure in black, and has a lot of resources at his disposal, it is natural for Minister Bagno to choose to let him go.

In the same way, today, when everyone looks at the old Malfoy sitting in the chair with a decayed and silent face, the gloating he feels is also appropriate for the occasion.

Moon slowly walked to Lucius Malfoy and turned his head to look at him.

Although this middle-aged man is not very handsome, he used to have a proud and even aloof temperament, but now he seems to have been drained of his soul.

He had not been kissed by a dementor.

He just felt like he couldn't see anything anymore.

If there was just something wrong with the diary, old Malfoy felt that he still had some chance of survival - although it was very uncomfortable to be caught and sent to Azkaban. After all, from now on, his family and wealth would be destroyed. It would almost become nothingness, but at least, in that case, he could still wait for the Dark Lord to come back one day.

At least he had good intentions in using the diary, right?

But the problem is that Old Malfoy has never, or even dreamed of, that the diary actually contains the shadow of the Dark Lord, and is not just a powerful dark magic item.

If he knew about this and knew that the diary was closely related to the Dark Lord, then even if he had to go to the gallows or the guillotine, Lucius Malfoy would never take out the diary so lightly. .

Now, the mistake he committed was not just as simple as throwing away the diary - what really mattered his life was that he single-handedly sent the Dark Lord to Albus Dumbledore and Moon Fawkes to do what they wanted. stepping stone.Even... the scene where Moon Fox destroyed the Dark Lord's soul was photographed.

Old Malfoy knew very well that he probably had no way out.The Ministry of Magic is sending him to Azkaban, ha, that's being kind.

If he stood in front of the Dark Lord now, the Dark Lord would first generously give him a few Cruciatus Curses, and then let him die a miserable death, crushing him to ashes.

So he remained silent, even though he had noticed that Moon Fox was standing beside him at this time.

What else is there to say?Regardless of whether he wins or loses, even if he does say something, what is the point of fighting, defending, and insulting these people?

The person sitting in the chair now was not Cornelius Fudge, from whom he received huge sums of money, but Amelia Bones, who was indifferent.

Frankly speaking, Lucius Malfoy has chosen to admit defeat.

"Moon Fawkes, what we are executing is to prosecute Lucius Malfoy for violating multiple regulations of the Ministry of Magic, including illegal use of dark magic items, intent to murder Ministry of Magic officials and their families, etc. Are you aware of the trial of the issue?"

"Yes, ma'am, I know very well."

"Okay, regarding the various accusations against him, did you hear everything clearly when you were in the witness hall?"

"Yes, ma'am, I heard you all."

"Okay, now, may I ask, are you willing to swear by your wand that all the testimonies you submitted previously are accurate and free of falsehoods, and are you willing to accept all necessary reviews from us when the defendant raises questions?"

Moon picked up the wand and said quietly: "I do."

"You think Lucius Malfoy left the diary that you destroyed in the Bones yard last summer, right?"

"Yes."

"You are convinced that the diary is related to...the mysterious person, and you have submitted a related memory as evidence, right?"

"Yes."

"You are convinced that the diary had a great negative impact on Susan Bones, a student at Hogwarts, and have submitted a relevant memory as evidence, right?"

"Yes."

The witch sitting behind the minister nodded, put the parchment in her hand back on the table, and then looked at Lucius Malfoy, who had been hanging his head. "Lucius Malfoy, for Moon Fox Do you have any objections to all the testimony, exhibits, and the questions I just raised?"

Old Malfoy didn't speak, didn't even move.

"Lucius Malfoy!" the witch raised her voice and shouted loudly: "Answer my question!"

This time, Old Malfoy finally spoke. His voice was not as high-spirited and rich in tone as before, but rather hoarse. "I don't have any objections."

"Okay, Moon Fox, you can get out of here."

Moon bowed to the minister on the stage, then turned around and walked out the door again.Before leaving, his eyes swept through the many seats again.

Mr. Weasley is in the stands, Professor Dumbledore is also in the stands, and there are also several familiar faces, such as Dominic Holm, who interviewed him at Easter this year, and Barty Crouch Sr.... …

What's puzzling is that he didn't see Lucius Malfoy's family, but before he had time to think about it, he had already walked out of the trial hall.

In short, no matter what, one thing that is certain is that looking at the look of Lucius Malfoy who has lost any fighting spirit, I am afraid that he has decided to go to Azkaban.

…………

Although the entire British wizarding world had known about the arrest of Lucius Malfoy a few months ago, when the results of the trial came out, everyone still talked about it in a heated discussion.

In fact, just a few days ago, there were still people who swore that nothing would happen to old Malfoy. After delaying it for so long, in the end, it was nothing more than letting it go and being acquitted.

Unfortunately, the trial went smoothly, which was even shocking.

Draco Malfoy is the only one left in the huge Malfoy Manor, and in two days, more people will come to the door to conduct a thorough search of the manor and bring away all suspicious items. Walk.In addition, although the manor has been preserved because it is ancestral property, more than half of the gold galleons stored in the family's treasury will be taken away to liquidate his father's illegal gains.

In fact, to this day, Draco Malfoy is still a little confused.

He was just a 13-year-old boy. Even if he scratched his head, it would be difficult to figure out why their family had become like this in just a few months.

His father was captured in Azkaban, and after his mother came back, she was still running around every day, and she didn't know what she was doing.

The white peacock in the manor slowly walked past Draco's window, which made Draco feel very angry.Somehow, in the past, he liked the arrogant and arrogant posture very much, but today, when he saw the gait of the peacock, Moon Fox's damn face suddenly popped into his mind.

After suppressing his urge to smash the window, Draco Malfoy closed the curtains with a cold expression, and immediately collapsed on the sofa.

Compared to anger and confusion, fear now occupied more of a position in his heart.

The only family and father he could rely on for support no longer exist. What will be waiting for him when he returns to Hogwarts next semester?What would Crabbe and Goyle think of him?Can he still speak out at least within that small circle?What will happen to him when he faces people like Harry Potter and Moon Fox?

Sarcasm?Weird and strange?Or humiliation and contempt without any scruples?

Draco stared blankly at the ceiling and suddenly closed his eyes tightly.

Chapter 26 Ann

This is a long, long corridor that can't be walked to the end.

The corridor was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. There were doors on both sides with signs hanging on them, with words that were impossible to read clearly.There is a small rectangular window on each door, but when you look inside, you can only see a void, as if there is some terrifying devil living inside.

Every element disgusted Moon so much that he even wanted to smash everything.

Use a hammer, not magic.

Moon dragged his heavy and tired steps, moving his body forward bit by bit. He felt as if there was a big, empty hole in his head.

The sound here is also not at all pleasant.

"Di-di-di-di-di-"

Smooth, continuous, and very rhythmic, the sound after sound echoed in the corridor all the time, making Munn very upset.

He didn't know why he was moving forward, let alone where he was going.

If this was a hospital, maybe he was trying to fill the non-existent, empty hole in his head?

There was no expression on the young man's face, as rigid as the stripes on the hospital gown he was wearing.

Suddenly there was some noise, something fell to the floor, making a crisp "Grangle" sound, and someone was laughing, laughing very happily.

What are they laughing at?Is there really anything in the world that can make people smile so happily?

The young man stopped, turned his head, and desperately leaned against the glass door of the room where the sound came from, trying hard to see clearly what was inside. Maybe he could find many answers inside.

"Yueming?"

He heard an erratic sound coming from the corridor, or from that room, or from somewhere else.

"Yueming?"

What was that voice calling...perhaps calling him?

"Moonlight, moonlight? Here...here..."

The young man felt that his brain seemed to be getting slower and slower, but he instinctively wanted to get closer. He lowered his hand, opened the door of the room in front of him, and then stepped into nothingness.

Falling, falling, falling, and then—

"call--!"

Moon suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily, and his chest heaved like a tattered bellows.He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his head, but there was nothing there...

there is nothing?

He was confused and tried to remember why he did this, but there was no memory in his mind.

Forgot it all, he didn't remember anything.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a sudden knock on the door of the room, and Munn's whole body trembled. He immediately turned his head to look at the door with vigilance. It was not until he saw the familiar door of his room that he felt that the fear in his heart had calmed down a bit.

"Who?"

"It's me, Brother Moon. My aunt asked me to come over and ask you to come downstairs for dinner~" Owen's increasingly brisk voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, I understand." Moon swallowed, and turned over from the bed with difficulty. He looked out the window and suddenly found that the sky today was gloomy and terrible, as if it was covered with a large piece of rain-soaked rain. Gray cloth.

I changed out of my pajamas, drank a large glass of water, and rubbed my face vigorously. The soul that had been thrown into a dream that I couldn't remember the content of was finally brought back a little bit.Moon picked up his backpack and hurried downstairs.

Today is Tuesday, August 31st, their homecoming day.

Moon was extremely silent throughout breakfast. Except for occasionally joking with his family members, he spent the rest of the time trying hard to recall his dream.

Almost instinctively, he had a very strong premonition - it seemed that something very important was hidden in that dream, something very important and important.

But he couldn't remember it at all.

After finishing breakfast, Moon, Hesper, and Quaid each picked up their luggage and walked to the courtyard.Then, Uncle Golov slowly stepped forward and took the lead in holding the hands of Hesper and Quaid. Owen, who was also fully dressed, also trotted to Moon's side and grabbed Moon's arm.

Just when they were about to leave, An, who had been quietly watching Munn, suddenly took a step forward and walked to Munn's right.

"Mom, don't you want to deal with it at home..." Moon was stunned for a moment and spoke softly, but only halfway through the question, he saw An shake his head slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it won't waste much time anyway."

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