The golden fence door slid open gently, and there was a group of people standing in the door, and the one standing at the front, surrounded by a group of people, should be the Minister of Magic, Fudge?

And the pudgy woman in pink next to him seemed to be the notorious Umbridge?

"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore," Fudge greeted Professor Dumbledore happily after seeing him, it was hard to imagine that they would fight in the future over Voldemort's problems.

But Voldemort and his Horcruxes have almost been wiped out by themselves, will the two of them still fight?

You know, Fudge is a minister that Dumbledore doesn't want, and when the Minister of Magic was first elected, many people recommended Dumbledore.

So Fudge had a lot of respect for Dumbledore, provided he didn't meddle in his own power.

"Hello, Mr. Minister. Dumbledore nodded slightly and said slowly, then led them into the elevator.

Fudge swallowed when he saw Sirius and Peter Pettigrew with a sinister face, but didn't say anything, moving closer in Dumbledore's direction.

Rolfe and the others walked into the elevator after Professor Dumbledore, and the elevator door slammed shut, and it went down very thinly.

The space inside the elevator has become very small because of the influx of so many people, so crowded that Rolf sticks to the wall behind it, and the Traceless Stretch spell doesn't it smell good? Why not?

The gate of the fence slammed shut again, the chain clicked, and the voice of an indifferent woman rang out.

"Ninth floor, Department of Mysteries. ”

Rolf thought to himself, "So we're on the eighth floor?" This hall is also very interesting.

"Ten floors, Wizengamot courtroom. It didn't take long for the group to reach the destination of the trip, and everyone stepped off the elevator.

Sirius and Peter were guarded by several mages from the Wizengamot and walked towards one door, while others followed Professor Dumbledore to another.

In the courtroom, jurors sit on floors higher than one floor, and each person has a sign in front of him with his name and identity.

Rolf glanced around and saw several familiar names, such as Albus Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge, Dolores Jane Umbridge......

Behind the sign sat wizards, all dressed in fuchsia robes with a delicate silver W embroidered on their left chest.

Everyone looked at the people who came in, and many of them were still whispering, and they seemed to be a little unprofessional, because the topic they were talking about had nothing to do with the hearing.

Minister Fudge straightened his robe, then walked toward the judgment seat, picked up the small hammer on the table, and struck it three times.

"Silence!" waited for everyone to stop talking before he announced the start of the hearing: "This hearing is about Sirius Prison Escape, suspect Sirius Black, interrogator: Cornelius Fudge. ”

Rolf and the others quickly followed Dumbledore to find a seat and sit down, and then saw the door be pushed open and Sirius Black was brought up.

"The defendant will face the following accusations, as a prisoner of the Death Eater, who openly escaped from prison while serving his sentence, causing unrest and panic in the magical society. What is the defendant's explanation for this?"

Fudge looked at Sirius, who was locked in an iron cage, and said slowly.

"I'm not a Death Eater! I haven't done anything for Voldemort, I don't have the Mark of the Dark on me!"

Sirius roared angrily, and some of the nearby Wizengamot members were startled by the sudden roar.

"Then why did you break from prison?" Fudge continued.

Blake put his claw-like hand into his robe and took out a crumpled piece of paper. He smoothed the paper and showed it to everyone.

It was a picture of the Rons, which appeared in the Daily Prophet last summer, with Peter Pettigrew in the form of Animagus on Ron's shoulder.

"How did you get this newspaper in your hands?" asked Umbridge, who was sitting at the bottom of his hand, hurriedly asked, seemingly taken aback.

"It's Secretary Fudge," Mr. Black said, "and he gave me this newspaper last year when he visited Azkaban."

It was Peter, on the front page of the newspaper, right on the boy's shoulder, and I recognized him immediately!

How many times have I seen him shapeshift? The news under the picture says that the boy will go back to Hogwarts to go to school, to where Harry is!" Sirius muttered to himself.

Fudge interrupted him impatiently and continued, "What about that, and what does it have to do with your escape?"

"When I found out that he had revealed to Voldemort the location of Potter's Mansion in Godric's Hollow, I became anxious to kill him and avenge James and Lily!

I cornered him with nowhere to run, and he shouted so loudly that the whole street heard me that I had betrayed Jaime and Lily.

Then, before I could curse him, he blew up the entire street with his wand hidden behind his back, killing everyone within twenty feet of him, and fled into the gutter with the other rats!"

After hearing his words, the members of the Wizengamot below were all taken aback, knowing that Peter Pediroux had been posthumously awarded a Order of Merlin for this incident!

"Silence!" Fudge, who was sitting on the judgment seat, roared angrily, smashing the small hammer in his hand with all his might.

"Who can prove to you that what you say is true, and if you are telling the truth, why didn't you say it twelve years ago?" said Minister Fudge with a look of disdain.

Blake shook his head slowly, his sunken eyes suddenly lit up, "I killed them indirectly, so I didn't object to the charges you gave me, but not now! Harry needs me!"

"I persuaded Lily and Jaime to replace me with Peter at the last minute, and to convince them to use him as a secrecy instead of me......

It's all my fault, I know that I went to see Peter the night they died, to make sure he was safe, but by the time I got to where he was hiding, he was gone.

But there was no trace of a fight there, and I felt that something was wrong.

I was scared, I went straight to where Harry's parents lived, and when I saw their house, it was destroyed, and I saw their bodies!

Peter must have done something bad! I realized how wrong I was. He couldn't go any longer, put his hand on his face, and said sadly.

Harry's mouth grew in surprise after hearing the beginning and end of time below, so, this person is not my father-killer?

"Bring Peter Pedirou up!" Fudge said coldly.

Peter Pettigrew is then caught, and he struggles so hard that it seems that the effects of the Imperius Curse have worn off.

He was panting, beads of sweat streaming in and out of his pale face, and after hearing Fudge's question, he cried out loudly, "No, Mr. Minister, you can't trust him, it's him...... That's when he wanted to kill me!"

Peter Pettigrew suddenly pointed at Black and screamed, and everyone saw it, using his middle finger because his index finger was broken.

"He killed Lily and Jaime, and now he's going to kill me again, please help me, Professor Dumbledore!

"Until we figure out a few things, no one wants to kill you. Fudge tapped his hammer again, and said in a somewhat impatient tone.