"The focus of this trial should only be on whether or not I slandered my student, Draco Malfoy, and the others can be said to be trivial, and after proof, of course, it can become evidence of my possible crimes, and even have a certain impact on sentencing, but if the slander is not established, it can be said to be nonsense. Dumbledore first defended himself.

"As for the evidence, in fact, I have shown it quite clearly at the award ceremony at that time, the human and material evidence is very clear and has a strong effect, and the situation at that time was still in a way of exhortation to persuade him to turn back and give up resistance, but we did not expect that in exchange for his first attack. Dumbledore shook his head and said helplessly.

"Of course, this is just my side of the story, there were many staff and students present at the time, I think that anyone with a discerning eye can distinguish between truth and falsehood, and today for this trial, I once again invited the witnesses who appeared last time, and a few additional witnesses to enhance the persuasiveness of my testimony. Dumbledore explained his position and opinion in an orderly manner.

"First of all, Mr. Crouch, please allow him to testify for me. He put the fingertips of his ten fingers together and said in a deep voice.

"I beg your pardon, Mr. Dumbledore, for interrupting your statement, and from the evidence provided by Mr. Lucius and some of the accused's own previous statements, Mr. Crouch has been subjected to a degree of torture that has led to delirium, so the credibility of his testimony is questionable. Bones interrupted Dumbledore.

"Oh? Dumbledore glanced at Lucius, who was sitting in the dock at this time, his blue eyes flickering, but nothing more was revealed.

"Then I would like to ask Professor McGonagall to come up and testify for me. Dumbledore nodded, clearing his throat.

"Okay, grant your request. ”

Professor McGonagall, dressed in plain women's black robes, then walked a short distance behind Dumbledore to a parallel point to him.

"Dumbledore rarely intervened in the discipline of students when he was at school, saying that his partiality was purely out of nowhere, but rather that he was tolerant of all students and willing to give them more opportunities, if this was also a kind of partiality. Professor McGonagall explained the facts without smiling, and when she had finished speaking, she pursed her lips tightly, waiting for the rest of the people to judge.

The members of the jury began to whisper, and most of them nodded in agreement, apparently agreeing with her.

"Next up is the Potions professor at Hogwarts, Mr. Snape. ”

Snape, with his greasy black hair and a black robe, walked slowly behind Dumbledore and took Professor McGonagall's place.

Snape glanced at the fifty or so jurors in front of him with his gloomy gaze, and then said in a flat and straightforward tone: " As a professor of potions, I don't think I have done anything wrong, the elixir used above is just a potion for seventh-grade students to identify, as we all know, the components of the potion recipe are strictly controlled, and the way I obtained them is also a regular channel, I believe it is also recorded in the registration records of the Ministry of Magic, if there is anything wrong with me in the whole incident, maybe it is to use this potion to "threaten" a few disobedient students, so that they know how to respect their teachers. ”

"Which student. The female toad's voice rang out, looking very curious, even though it had nothing to do with the whole trial.

"Harry Potter. Snape smiled maliciously, and it seemed like a good idea to bring Harry Potter, who had returned to Penny's house, to trial again.

Of course, he didn't seem to know that if he did, the boy might be happy.

The jury began to whisper, and the name of the savior was still very influential.

"Everyone, be quiet. Bones said solemnly, and then the somewhat noisy courtroom finally quieted down.

She then flipped through the file in front of her, which proved that Snape was right, that he had purchased the herbs at the Slug Giggs shop in Diagon Alley, and that there were indeed notes.

"As for the use of the elixir, I don't know about it, maybe you can ask the next witness. Snape said, looking back at Moody.

The old Auror was shaking his prosthetic leg, rubbing against the floor with a screeching sound.

"Mr. Alastor Moody, please come forward and give your testimony. Bones nodded.

Just as Moody got up, ready to drag his body and walk to the front to give his testimony, a tall, plain wizard robe stumbled into the courtroom, the dark door was opened, and the light from the outside world suddenly poured into the dark room, and many people subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

Except for Moody, whose magic eye was unaffected, still rolling in his sockets, looking at the eyes.

The man ran to Dumbledore, who had not yet stepped down from the throne, and was stopped by several men.

"There are many obstacles!" several wizards chanted incantations one after another.

He tripped over it.

"Wycliffe, what are you doing? We're in court now!" said Burns, with a nonchalant face, and it was obvious that she recognized the colleague in front of her.

"Ah, Azkaban was... Broken by that man!" the man said as he struggled to his feet, trembling.

Dumbledore's eyebrows twitched sharply, then he calmed down for a moment, and then looked at Lucius in the plaintiff's seat.

Lucius, in the dock, tried his best not to show the slightest abnormality, and looked calmly ahead, once again meeting Dumbledore's penetrating blue eyes.

The jury seemed to explode at once, and the vast majority of them looked horrified, mixed with a little dazed and overwhelmed.

"What's going on now?" Dumbledore asked as he gave up his eye on Lucius and hurried to the man.

And the man suddenly became incoherent and stammered, as if he couldn't figure out how to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please forgive me, an old man, for I will accept the outcome of the trial no matter what. Seeing that the inquiry was fruitless, Dumbledore immediately got up and bowed slightly to the fifty or so members of the jury.

Then the old man's body began to fade away in the faint light of the candle flame, and finally disappeared.

The old man's every move seemed to be vigorous.

Phantom Shifting!

The Ministry of Magic's restrictions on movement magic seemed to have no effect on him.