"Peter Pettigrew, then, betrayed the Potters, blew up a street that killed a large number of Muggles, framed Sirius Black and imprisoned him for thirteen years in Azkaban......"

Allen noticed that Crouch's complexion was almost so gloomy that it dripped when he heard "innocent imprisoned".

Fudge had already counted Pettigrew's charges and said in a loud voice, "Raise your hand if you agree with the accusation." ”

Sirius Black jerked his head up.

One by one, the hands were raised, and there were quite a few ...... More than seventy percent!

Blake was breathless, and tried to count them, but before he could finish counting, Fudge said, "Raise your hand if you agree that the crime is not established." ”

Crouch looked around, and six or seven other people were looking at him.

His hand moved slightly, but he didn't raise it in the end.

Fudge's face involuntarily showed a triumphant smile, "Mr. Crouch, you didn't raise your hand twice? What do you mean ......?"

Crouch pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Well," said Fudge's tone with a palpable lightness, "then I can assume that you have no objection to the verdict of the two of them?"

"Of course. Crouch came out of his lips with these two words, which seemed to use all his strength.

"Well, now, we have agreed on the outcome of the trial. Sirius was acquitted and should be reasonably compensated, the details of which will be discussed after the meeting. And Peter Pettigrew deserves to be punished. ”

"Now I call for a vote on the jury," Fudge exclaimed, "and if you agree with me that Peter Pettigrew deserves to be sentenced to the ultimate punishment of Azkaban, the kiss of the Dementors, raise your hand!"

Fudge glanced at the jury members with a serious face, he had his own selfishness, this case could not be turned over, he needed to suppress Crouch's majesty, and completely defeat this old rival who had once posed a serious threat to his ministerial position.

The jury was silent, and the Dementor kiss was truly terrifying.

"Wouldn't it be too much to suck people's souls?" Professor Dumbledore said suddenly, "Why not sentence you to life imprisonment in Azkaban?"

Fudge looked at Dumbledore and knew that the greatest white wizard of all time must be unbearable, and that he had always objected to such a cruel punishment as the Dementor Kiss.

Instead of directly rejecting Dumbledore's proposal, he said in a deep voice, "Everyone, think about the Potters, think about what you just saw in the meditation basin!"

Fudge's tone was extremely heavy, which silenced Professor Dumbledore, who thought of the Potters, and Harry.

"But instead of Peter Pettigrew, it's Blake who gets caught by the Dementors, what happens then?" he said meaningfully.

There is no doubt that Blake's escape from Azkaban annoyed the Dementors, and once they captured Blake, what awaited Blake would not be a review like today's, but a kiss from the Dementors.

Several witches on the jury were the first to raise their hands, and women, though soft-hearted, were also the most likely to be jealous and hateful.

They thought of what they had seen in the meditation basin before, the handsome wizard looking desperate and thinning in the gloomy prison......

How pitiful Blake used to be, and how disgusting Pettigrew is now!

Gradually, more and more people raised their hands, and they looked at Peter Pettigrew as if they were looking at a puddle of mud, and they were disgusted.

Umbridge's eyes flashed, and she was the first to raise her hand, even though she didn't have the right to vote.

Mr. Crouch still didn't raise his hand, but this time, Fudge simply ignored his opinion.

"Well, do it now. Fudge's face was more resolute and ruthless than ever.

"Wait!" a voice shouted.

It turned out to be Sirius Black!

"Blake, do you have any objections?" Fudge asked in surprise, he never dreamed that it would be Blake who stood up against it.

Pettigrew burst into tears and stared blankly at Blake, a glint of hope in his eyes.

Blake gave him a disgusted look, turned his head away, and said loudly, "I'm willing to use all my reparations for a power." ”

All eyes were on Blake.

"I'm going to get the right to watch the execution myself! I'm going to watch him, sucked out of his soul by the Dementors!"

Blake said loudly, as if venting thirteen years of resentment.

As long as it doesn't keep him alive. Fudge's heart settled, "Yes, I think, he can get such power." Of course, the due compensation still has to be given to him. ”

The jury nodded their heads and changed places, and it was not difficult to understand Sirius's emotions at this time.

The glimmer of hope in Peter Pettigrew's eyes is gone, replaced by endless despair and fear.

Soon, the two Dementors walked into the courtroom and headed straight for Peter Pettigrew.

At first, as if in a final struggle, Pettigrew writhed as hard as he could, screaming like crazy.

But it was doomed to be in vain, and the chains held him firmly to the chair.

As the Dementor got closer, Pettigrew seemed to be frightened, staring straight at the Dementor's head.

Blake's chains fell, and he—free.

But he didn't move.

Black watched as the Dementors walked towards Peter Pettigrew and watched as they lifted their hoods, revealing a large hole that sucked Peter Pettigrew's soul away bit by bit.

Blake let out a long howl, like a wounded wolf.

He only felt as if his chest was being torn apart, and hot tears welled up in his heart, forming two torrents.

He fell to his knees with his forehead on the ground and muttered to himself.

The wizards present were all moved.

The unbearable feeling of witnessing Peter Pettigrew being kissed by a Dementor seems to have eased a lot.

The sloppy wizard kneeling down below used to be in his prime and full of spirit.

Looking back on all the life he had spent, such a young and beautiful life, how innocent he was, and how innocent he had been punished by thirteen years of dark captivity.

Alan sitting in the audience was certainly pitiful, but at the same time, he witnessed the process of the Dementor sucking a person's soul, and he had a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Perhaps, relying solely on the Patronus Charm to drive away Dementors is not an excellent solution.

He needed to learn, to explore, to find a more effective way to deal with Dementors.

Professor Dumbledore put his ten fingertips together, silently looking at Sirius, then at Peter Pettigrew.

The little dwarf that has been sucked out of his soul is now nothing more than an empty shell, no longer self-conscious, no more memories, no more ...... Anything, and without the slightest hope of recovery, just - alive. ()

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