Pettigrew...... Peter?

With Dumbledore's voice, the wizards looked away from the sky and followed Dumbledore and the others back to the judgment chair directly in front of the main judgment seat, which was surrounded by iron chains on both sides.

At some point, Rubeus Hagrid, Severus Snape, and Otto Apocalis had appeared at the edge of the chair, each with a solemn look on their faces—in fact, when Dumbledore pronounced the first name, they were already in the middle of the room, looking up at the names blooming in the sky.

"Professor Dumbledore, where's Peter Pettigrew?"

Cornelius Fudge asked with a look of confusion on his face.

He hadn't seen anything else in the center of the field other than the three wizards, and if it weren't for his trust and sanity in Dumbledore, he would have almost thought that Peter Pettigrew had run away again, or that it was all a farce.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, and raised his hand to point ahead.

"He's already there, Mr. Minister, just not what you're familiar with. ”

"Huh?"

Cornelius Fudge squinted his eyes and took a closer look, only to realize that Hagrid had placed a strange iron cage on the judgment chair, and the half-blood giant's large hand was forcefully covering the cage, making a terrible clicking sound, making people worry about whether he would accidentally crush the cage directly.

And in that cage reinforced with magic......

"If you're talking about the chair, sorry, I only saw a mouse......"

Cornelius Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a comical expression, and he began to wonder if it was all a farce arranged by the increasingly crazy old wizard to trick everyone into going to Hogwarts and start a ...... Memorial service?

"It's a rat, but it's not either, Connelly. Dumbledore replied unhurriedly.

"What are you talking about—could it be that he still is-"

However, before Cornelius Fudge could finish speaking, two dazzling blue lights erupted from the wands of Severus Snape and Otto Apocalis, one to the left and one to the right, and landed on the gray mouse curled up in the cage and shivering.

The next moment, a diminutive and emaciated wizard with watery mung bean eyes and a mouse-like pointed nose appeared on the judgment chair under the gaze of all the wizards in the room.

Then, the chains on the armrests on either side of the chair suddenly glowed golden, and then moved like a snake, wrapping around Peter Pettigrew, who was about to struggle, and tied him firmly there, unable to move.

Peter Pettigrew looked around with a panicked expression on his face, and the names floating above him were like dazzling sunlight, and every time he raised his head, he would subconsciously dodge.

"This—this is ...... Animagus, it can't be, but how can Peter Pettigrew ......"

Cornelius Fudge jerked to his feet, looking incredulously at the wizard in front of him who had suddenly transformed from a rat to a humanoid form, if he hadn't been confused by knowledge, the Animagus was an extremely advanced branch of Transfiguration.

According to statistics, the entire wizarding world can successfully complete this spell of adult wizards, not even one in a thousand.

And as he reacted, there was a sudden commotion and whispering in the stands of the surrounding Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium, and there were seven known Animagus registered in this century.

But now, they met the eighth man.

"That's right, Peter Pettigrew, an unregistered Animagus, a profoundly hidden magical genius. I think this simple fact will give you a clear and quick understanding of Peter Pettigrew's strength. ”

With a flash of flashing lights and the sound of people talking in disbelief, Dumbledore took a slight half step forward and looked around at the people and reporters in the surrounding stands, and the wizarding robes on his body suddenly changed to a fuchsia Wizengamot robe.

However, unlike the Wizengamot members in the back, Dumbledore's robes, as the chief magician, were decorated with a golden pattern around the edges, and the "W" on the left chest was also in a solid gold pattern.

"Now, all be silent!"

The old man's expression was extremely solemn, a reflection flashed on the lens on the bridge of his twisted nose, and his voice was as loud as a bell.

"In the year 999 of the Magic Calendar, April 21st. Location: Hogwarts. ”

"The Supreme Wizard's Court of the Wizengamot is now officially opened!"

"Peter Perum, under the International Wizarding Act and the rules of the Wizengamot Court of England, you will be charged with five counts of planning, preparing, initiating, and carrying out murder or acts of terror against society or humanity, in addition to the four counts of participating in a common plan or conspiracy for the purposes mentioned above. ”

"Interrogators: Albus Percival Wolfrick Brian Dumbledore, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot and Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic, Amelia Susan Burns, Director of the Law Enforcement of Magic, ......"

"Due to the lack of witnesses to the defense, and the possible adverse impact of the defendant's case on the wizarding world in the aftermath, as the chief magician of the Wizengamot, I asked the court to use the truth potion directly for all subsequent questioning. ”

Dumbledore turned around calmly and looked at the members of the Wizengamot behind him, as well as the Minister of Magic and the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, his face calm and solemn, and there was no joy or anger to be seen, making people feel as if the air was being clenched.

The Truth Elixir is a magic potion used to force the user to tell the truth, as long as three drops, the world can reveal the secrets of the heart, so the Ministry of Magic has very strict regulations and controls on the use of this potion.

It's just that for wizards who have prepared in advance, there is a possibility that the elixir will be resisted.

Wizards may have kept the potion of truth in their throats and insisted on their innocence, or they may have turned it into something else the moment it touches them...... Because of this, the elixir is not as effective in wizarding courts as it seems, and is rarely used at the trial stage, especially in such a large-scale public trial.

Accompanied by Dumbledore's voice, the members of the Wizengamot suddenly whispered, and the eyes of the audience were focused on standing on the main judgment seat, most of them were on Dumbledore, and the rest were on Fudge and Bones.

Because according to the process, after the presiding inquisitor, Albus Dumbledore, submitted a request to the court and the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius Fudge and Amelia Bones, who were the other two interrogators in the public trial, needed to speak first in turn - strictly speaking, this proposal also needed the consent of the Ministry of Magic and the Law Enforcement Division, but at this time this trouble was simply omitted.

Facing Dumbledore's gaze, Cornelius Fudge was slightly flustered and looked a little overwhelmed.

However, when he saw the short wizard who was tied to the judgment chair not far away, a trace of murderous aura suddenly flashed on Fudge's face, his eyes quickly became firm, he nodded, took the initiative to raise his hand, and said calmly.

"Cornelius Fudge, second, but as Minister for Magic, I ask the Aurors' office to inspect the defendant's mental condition, as well as whether there are any signs of magic spells attached to him or any traces of potion use. ”

"Amelia Bones, seconded, and as the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic, I would like to remind you under the current law that confessions obtained through the use of truth-vomiting agents can only be used as a reference for a verdict of guilt, and cannot be used as evidence for a verdict of innocence—and that such testimony must be corroborated by more than one person, or other reliable physical evidence. ”

Immediately afterwards, Amelia Bones, who was sitting next to Cornelius Fudge, also raised her hand in partial agreement, and put forward her own suggestions and tips in an orderly manner from the perspective of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Although this was their first major public trial, it was an opportunity for both Fudge and Bones to re-establish the image of the Ministry of Magic and dispel the doubts that had been raised about the Ministry's trial process.

In this regard, the two had already communicated with Albus Dumbledore on the way from Hogwarts Castle to the Judgment Grounds, and what was now unfolding before people's eyes was nothing more than a well-prepared performance.

Of course, what has been determined so far is only the general flow and basic language of the trial.

As for the final result, even Elena, who planned everything, is only less than eighty percent sure.

With the unification of the opinions of the three Dumbledore, the members of the Wizengamot sitting in the back also quickly completed the vote, in the face of this financial fraud that swept the entire wizarding world, the more complex the social attributes of wizards, the easier it is to be involved, so the voting result is naturally without any suspense - extremely rare, unanimously passed.

“...... Very well, it seems that all the judges, the jury, are already victims. ”

Elena put down the monoculars in her hand and nodded secretly in satisfaction.

Since she paid the first bronze nat, this is destined to be a seemingly legal, but in fact there is no fair and objective, a revenge show in the name of justice.

All Elena needs to do is set the stage so that the Ministry of Magic and the wizards can play on the established trajectory, and through their own efforts and decisions, to achieve the results they want to see.

Because only in this way will there be no hidden dangers left for the future.

People never care about the truth......

In other words, people have always only cared about what kind of truth is more suitable for them.

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Chapter 1!