After lunch with the family at the Ministry of Magic, Eren Phantom Shifts home and donned the uniform attire of the members of the Wizengamot—a fuchsia robe embroidered with a delicate silver W on the left chest. Although this is the first time that Allen has participated in a trial in this capacity, he is no stranger to the trial.

When he returned to the Ministry of Magic and pushed open the door to the courtroom, Alan and more than two dozen other members of the Wizengamot rushed in. This was not a great trial after all, and there was no need to use the full quota of nearly fifty men, and Albus Dumbledore, who had already been reinstated as the chief magician of the Wizengamot, did not come to the trial.

Lunn Harris, as the head of the Division of Magical Law Enforcement, was already seated in the middle of a row of benches in front of the judgment bench, and he would preside over the trial.

The Aurors brought seven prisoners into the courtroom, including Barty Crouch, who was not bound in chains, but who was always followed by two Aurors.

One by one, the prisoners were seated in chairs in the middle of the courtroom to be tried by the members of the Wizengamot. In fact, the most heinous prisoners who had been recaptured by the Aurors were still being held in the temporary prison of the Ministry of Magic, and the fugitives who voluntarily surrendered were the first to be tried—Percy Ignatius Weasley sat aside as the judge recorder once again, and he looked at his old boss among the prisoners with a somewhat complicated expression.

Lunn glanced at Albert, who had come to observe the trial, and asked the Aurors to bring Barty Crouch in for questioning.

"In that case, I was forced to leave Azkaban, because the Dementors had rebelled, and the prisoners had escaped, and they would even help the Death Eaters escape...... And the mysterious people hated me to the core, and I got many of them into it...... So after returning to England with the help of several other prisoners, we chose to surrender to the Ministry of Magic...... "Barty Crouch made his final statement to himself in a gloomy and low voice, and then fell silent and waited for the final verdict - Albert Harris had informed him that his son Barty Crouch Jr.'s body was still in good condition in St. Mungo's hospital, which was his spiritual sustenance in Azkaban.

As Crouch Sr. argued, there was a murmur among the Wizengamot members discussing the need to keep the prisoners in place to serve the remainder of their sentences, which led to a debate that the number of people who should be kept in custody and released early was about equal, and the more Wizengamot members did not express their clear opinion on their thoughts.

"I don't think that the sentence that Mr. Barty Crouch committed in the first place should in itself be punished in this way. Not far from the Wizengamot member area to which Allen belonged, a witch wearing a wide square chin, gray hair cut short, wearing a monocle, and a fearful expression on her face said loudly to herself, and squinted her eyes from time to time to look at the several Harris present.

The lady, who looked to be in her forties and fifties, was Amelia Susan Bones, the aunt of Susan Bones, a Hufflepuff student of the same rank as Alan, and Tonks often said that Amelia was a fair and honest person, and that if it weren't for Harris's rise, Lunn would still be in the position she has now.

The whispering gradually stopped, and Len, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, motioned to the members of the Wizengamot, and then said in a loud voice, "Raise your hand if you are in favor of an early release of Barty Crouch." ”

Amelia Bones immediately raised her hand, and then she found that Alan on the Wizengamot seat next to her also raised her hand for the first time, and obviously driven by the other party, many members of the Wizengamot who had not voted before and those colleagues in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement around her also raised their hands after taking a look at Allen's actions, Amelia shook her head left and right and glanced at it, and she didn't need to count to know that the number of people who raised their hands had already exceeded half - which made the witch who had always had a very dignified expression look at Allen's expression softened.

With Barty Crouch as a reference, the next trial process was very fast, most of the prisoners were acquitted because the punishment was not severe, with snot and tears on their faces, and happily walked out of the courtroom with the Aurors, only the third bald wizard who did not even have eyebrows was sentenced to continue to be imprisoned for his mischief that caused the death of many Muggles, but also received a large reduction in sentence.

After the trial, Alan and the members of the Wizengamot politely introduced each other's identities, and as they walked out of the courtroom, he found Barty Crouch, who had just been acquitted, talking with his eldest brother Albert, a few steps from the door.

"Mr. Crouch, he is now at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, and the doctors and nurses have taken good care of him. Albert's voice reached Alan's ears.

"If it weren't for your help, his body would have survived...... It's hard for me to imagine that I have the motivation to keep myself alive in Azkaban......" There was a bitterness in Mr. Crouch's deep voice, from the hot to the cold, the guests were full at the height of the day, and the lack of interest when he was down, and none of his friends and relatives would come forward to help take care of his son as a Death Eater, who was afraid of getting into trouble, but it was his own opponent who was willing to intervene in his place......

Albert scratched his head, and it was Alan who stepped forward, "Mr. Crouch, congratulations on your freedom." ”

Hearing Alan's voice, Barty Crouch turned his face and saw that it was Alan, and he replied somewhat mechanically, "Thank you, Mr. Allen Harris." ”

"Mr. Crouch, Albert, you talk, please allow me to go first. Seeing the other party's reaction, Alan didn't plan to talk for a long time, so he took his leave.

Albert waved goodbye to his little brother, but then stopped him: "Alan, I've been running into the Malfoys a lot in the hospital lately, and I've heard the therapist say that his grandfather Abraxas is dying, aren't you on good terms with Draco, do you want to go and see it?"

"Oh, I'll get in touch with Lucius and Draco. Alan also waved goodbye to his eldest brother.

That night, the Malfoy family's small manor house in Wales was home to peacocks, but the light was unclear in the lavishly decorated hall, with a carpet of rich classical patterns covering almost all of the floor, and in the middle of the hall was a wooden table flanked by wizards wearing black hoods.

"Cowardly and incompetent, your recent actions in the wizarding world have almost always ended in failure. A high-pitched, clear voice echoed through the hall.

There was silence, and no one dared to raise their voices in such a furious rage.

"Traverse, I've noticed that none of your actions have been successful, huh?" The man at the head tapped lightly on the table, he was hairless, snake-like, with two elongated nostrils, and a pair of sparkling red eyes, with perpendicular pupils. His complexion was pale, and he seemed to glow with a pearl.

"Master, please forgive me...... The Ministry of Magic has been prepared for a long time, and there are Aurors everywhere, and they have people patrolling every time, so it's hard to find the right opportunity. The wizard with neatly combed gray ponytail responded to his master in a trembling voice, even though he had done his best to shrink his body to make the man at the head ignore his presence, "We just need to attack...... They will show up in a very short time. The Ministry of Magic gave the wizards the communication badge sponsored by the Harris family, and as soon as the wizards notified the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors would apparition and disappear, and we lost a lot of men before we could escape. ”

"It's all prevarication, Travers......" Voldemort's grim voice silenced the table, "What about those two pieces of waste who were killed by a Mudblood?

Travers was crawling on the ground before he dared to respond: "Forgive me! Forgive me, forgive my master!" We were somewhere else, and Trasov and Vigo were only on a mission, and they killed a dog while they were waiting, so that it would not alarm others, and the mudbloods had come out of nowhere and killed them for this...... I've disposed of Gregory who ran away, please forgive my master......"

When Voldemort heard this, he couldn't help but use his wand to send out a heart-piercing curse, so that Travers couldn't even scream and writhe on the ground, and Voldemort also burst out with a roar: "That mudblood killed your man! Killed two wizards!