"Sirius Black, stop me!"

Kingsley Shacklele flicked his wrist, which was stained with a row of tooth marks, pulled his wand out of his arms, and aimed at the running figure in front of him, with a helpless expression on his face - in addition to Sirius, there were members of the Wizengamot, media reporters, and high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic in front of him, in case of accidental injury if a magical battle broke out here......

However, before Kingsley's spell could fly, "Dumbledore", who was interrogating Peter Pettigrew, turned his head and glanced at the man who was rushing straight towards Peter Pettigrew, frowned, flipped his wrist and waved his wand at random.

[Beanie]"Stop. ”

With the calm voice of the old wizard, a stagnant cloud of air enveloped Sirius Black, who was running.

He felt as if he had fallen into an invisible quagmire for a moment, no matter how hard he used or how violently he struggled, he couldn't take another half step forward, it was like a punch hitting a sponge, and it had no effect.

"Sirius Black?"

"The murderer of ten years ago?"

"Oh my God, how did he become like this!"

"Is this Blake? the last member of the Black family?"

And the reporters gathered around the judgment seat, like sharks smelling fish, quickly turned to look in the direction of Sirius Black, and a series of flashing lights reflected on the man's hideous face, which looked particularly penetrating.

It's just that, compared to the excitement of the news media, the expression on the Ministry of Magic is obviously a little bad.

Connelly Fudge frowned, looked at the Auror behind him, and scolded rather dissatisfied.

"Kingsley, what's going on!?"

"Mr. Minister, I didn't expect him to bite ...... suddenly"

"It's okay, Cornelly, don't get too excited...... That's fine. ”

Dumbledore glanced at Otto Apocalis, who was standing beside Peter Pettigrew, and saw the old man shake his head slightly, his eyes flashing with a hint of understanding, and he spoke softly.

"Besides, some of the next questions need Sirius to be asked as a witness, and since he has come out, then let's ask those unknown things about the year!"

As he spoke, Dumbledore walked over to Sirius Black and stared into the deep, sunken eyes.

"Long time no see, Blake. Dumbledore whispered.

"Please, Professor, let me pass...... Let me kill him, and I'm locked up for this murder......"

Sirius Black's face had a twisted look on his face, and his eyes crossed Dumbledore's gaze to the dwarfed wizard behind the old man, his eyes blank and his cheeks flabby, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

"That's right, ten years have passed. But you still owe us an explanation, Blake. ”

The old wizard had a coldness and calmness in his eyes that Sirius Black had never seen before, and there was neither disappointment, nor anger, nor joy nor guilt, as if he were looking at a stranger.

This made Blake, who had originally focused on Peter Pettigrew, feel a chill in his heart, and his eyes subconsciously avoided it.

"Look up at the heavens, Harry—the Weasleys—so many in the wizarding world—all have a right to know the truth! You've lost only ten years of freedom, and many more have lost their lives, families, ......"

Dumbledore spoke calmly, without the slightest ripple in his tone, with a frightening calmness.

"And there are some things that even I don't quite understand, such as why the Loyalty Charm didn't work, and what happened between the two of you after Jaime and Lily were killed - Peter Pettigrew is right behind me, and he's already taken the Truth Potion, and if you can calm down, then you can go up to him and confront him and help us understand what happened. ”

"If you can't do that, and you're still immersed in your own logic, naively thinking that just killing Peter Pettigrew will make amends for all the mistakes of the past, make amends for all the tragedies, or do something else that interferes with the order of the trial......"

Dumbledore raised his arm, pointed in the direction where Sirius rushed out, and Auror Kingsley, who was standing behind him, and said without emotion, "Then you will now be sent back to Azkaban, and when all the trials are over, you will know the beginning and end of this public trial that has nothing to do with you, through the newspapers or the resolution of the Wizengamot court." Listen, you're not the only one here who wants to kill Peter Pettigrew, but if he dies without explanation, the truth will be covered up forever. ”

"James, Lily, Longbottom, Puwitt, Delborn, ......"

Sirius seemed to calm down a little with Dumbledore's voice, and the man looked up at the shining names in the sky, and whispered in a choked voice that sounded like a big whimpering dog.

After a long time, Sirius Black took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze from the sky, looked directly into Albus Dumbledore's face with sunken eyes, nodded slowly, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I see, Professor Dumbledore, I'll help the Inquisition question Peter Pettigrew. ”

"Sorry, Blake, you may have misunderstood...... You are not the judge, or the accuser. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, waved his wand casually, lifted the spell that bound Blake's body, turned sideways to get out of the way to the front, and pointed in the direction where Peter Pettigrew was sitting, "You were brought out of Azkaban to provide some important evidence and details of the incident, as a ...... One of the defendants being questioned. ”

With that, Dumbledore cleared his throat and turned to look at the Wizengamot court behind him.

"In accordance with the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, I request that Sirius Black be allowed to testify in court to assist in the questioning of Peter Pettigrew and to join the 'Sirius Black Bombing' from ten years ago with this case, based on the high degree of overlap between the two cases. ”

"Yes, there is indeed such a provision, and I agree to the joint hearing of the two cases. ”

Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, nodded and replied calmly.

Dumbledore turned around and looked at Sirius Black behind him with a pleasant smile.

"Now, Blake, please stand in the dock for trial. ”

"It seems that this trial is not just for Peter alone, but it is also for ......."

After a moment of silence, Blake suddenly grinned and replied hoarsely.

Immediately afterward, the man turned around and walked briskly to the position of Peter Pettigrew, who was bound to the judgment chair, his damp and sunken eyes suddenly burning up on his face, emitting a terrifying light.

"Peter Pettigrew, my old friend, it's been a long time since ......"

"Pull back, Blake, don't get that close. ”

Before Sirius Black could approach the judgment chair, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a pale face that was also full of hatred appeared in front of him, with disgust and hatred in his eyes that almost condensed into substance.

"Listen to me, Blake. ”

Snape raised his wand and pointed it at Blake's eyebrows, whispering in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"If you give me a reason to make a move, I swear I won't be relentless. In my eyes, you're no better than Peter Pettigrew. Now, let's be questioned in front of the judgment bench...... Loud voice!"

At the same time, on the side of the main judge, Dumbledore's conversation with Fudge and the others also ended just in time.

Connelly Fudge straightened his collar, walked to the center of the main judgment table, picked up a piece of parchment, looked at it carefully, cleared his throat and read it aloud.

"Sirius Black, ten years ago, you were sentenced to life in Azkaban Wizarding Prison for defecting to a mysterious man and killing thirteen Muggles and Peter Pettigrew in the street - and now the Wizengamot court has decided to retry that case due to the appearance of Peter Pettigrew, an important witness from that year. ”

"I, Cornelius Oswald Fudge, as Deputy Director of the Department of Magical Disasters at the time, and now Minister of Magic, am in charge of all inquiries into this case. Now, please answer the following questions truthfully. ”

"Sirius Black, since around 1980, have you ever joined the Dark Magic or provided information to the Mysteries, and are you aware of the fact that Peter Pettigrew has become a Death Eater?"

Cornelius Fudge asked, glaring at Sirius Black from above the parchment.

"I'm Voldemort's spy?!"

Sirius's face twitched violently, as if someone had whipped him.

"I'd rather fight Voldemort and duel to the death than kiss that perverted madman's robe. As for Peter, if I had known he was a spy in the first place, he would not have survived to this day. ”

"Peter Pettigrew, is what Sirius Black said true?"

Cornelius Fudge shuddered a little uncomfortably, and his gaze shifted to Peter Pettigrew next to him.

"Yes. Peter Pettigrew replied.

"Peter Pettigrew, I want you to tell us why the Mysteries sought out the Potters at the end of the First Wizarding War, how Dumbledore organized resistance during the process, and what you played and did?"

Cornelius Fudge glanced at the contents of the parchment, suddenly raised his eyebrows noncommittally, put down the parchment in his hand, continued to look in the direction of Peter Pettigrew, took a deep breath, and asked quickly and loudly.

As Minister for Magic, Fudge never considered himself a marionette of Dumbledore.

There isn't much to care about about Sirius Black's interrogation, it's just a reversal of an old case, and the original Minister of Magic wasn't him anyway, which was originally the result of the performance.

Cornelius Fudge is more concerned with what happened in the first place, especially the unknown content of Albus Dumbledore over the years, and the legendary "Dark Lord Resistance" directly under Dumbledore.

Albus Dumbledore and Hogwarts have always been a problem for Cornelius Fudge.

And this public trial is undoubtedly a perfect time for inquiry.

But what Cornelius Fudge didn't notice was that as he asked the question, Dumbledore, who was sitting behind him, didn't have the kind of offended look on his face, and his hands were crossed on his knees, looking ahead with interest, as if he were also interested in what Fudge was asking.

On the contrary, Professor "Otto Apocaris", who was standing next to Peter Pettigrew and was in charge of magic protection, had a faint look of displeasure in his eyes.

As Fudge spoke, the old wizard glanced unkindly at the dwarf wizard beside him, and his right hand holding the wand moved almost inaudibly......

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