Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

On August 7th, Lucius, through the Ministry of Magic, applied for a re-judgment of what happened to his son Draco at Hogwarts. At that time, Dumbledore will be present, as well as witnesses Old Crouch, Mad Eye. Moody et al.

On this day, the Lucius and his wife arrived at the Ministry of Magic early, passed through doors and a splendid hall, and finally took the elevator, all the way up to the tenth courtroom.

It's empty for now.

The wall made of black stone exudes a cold and gloomy aura, and a few torches hanging on it, flickering faintly, only achieve the purpose of illuminating. The stone wall absorbs the general.

On both sides of the room, there are rows of gradually rising empty benches, which should be reserved for the jury.

In the center of the room, there is a chair. On the armrest of the chair are iron chains on the left and the right, which are naturally used for restraint. These chains will suddenly jump up and tie the person sitting in the middle firmly. .

Lucius and Narcissa found a seat at random and sat down and waited quietly. Narcissa looked around anxiously, her delicate face was looking extremely haggard, Lucius couldn't help but clenched his wife's hands, comforting her.

He looked around, and more than ten years ago, he escaped his guilt here, and in the past ten years, he has been invited to appear here many times - of course, as a member of the jury.

Next, the members of the jury entered one after another from the hidden door. They were all wearing purple-red robes, with a delicate silver "w" embroidered on their left front chest. Most of them There was a stern expression on his face.

"Don't worry, Lucius, it will be fine." A middle-aged man sneaked over, patted his shoulder, and comforted him with words.

This is Pansy's father, Hector Parkinson.

"I hope so." Lucius' pale face forced a polite smile.

Then the jury took their seats.

Today Lucius appeared here as the accuser. He wanted to prove that Dumbledore framed his son at the award ceremony of the Triwizard Tournament and used his power to sway fact.

And Dumbledore, will appear in the plaintiff's box.

Lucius held his silver snake-headed staff a little nervously.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly.

He has spent a lot of thought for today's lawsuit to be established.

Even though he knew the odds of winning were slim to none.

The gloomy door was suddenly pushed open again, revealing a little light.

Dumbledore strode over calmly, wearing a black and blue robe, with a very serene expression on his face,

Looking at the dock in front of him through the half-moon glasses on the bridge of his hooked nose, his long silver beard and hair gleamed in the light of the torches. .

The members of the Wizengamore were whispering. All eyes were on Dumbledore. Some looked annoyed, others seemed a little scared, and the two elderly witches in the back row waved in welcome.

This is a very charming old man, both in terms of temperament and in terms of his own objective appearance.

There were a few people behind the old man, most of whom were teachers at Hogwarts.

He Shi Shiran walked to the defendant's chair, and then did not sit down, just glanced around with his blue eyes.

"The hearing has officially started!" A toad-like female voice sounded throughout the room, and many of the wizards present trembled a few times and had a lot of goosebumps.

"Interrogators: Interim Minister of Magic - Dolores Jane Umbridge, Director of Magical Law Enforcement Division Amelia Burns, Trial Recorder: Percy Ignatius -Weasley--" Percy buried his head and scribbled.

Mr. Crouch's downfall did not appear to have had a huge impact on his career, and he quickly emerged from the shadows.

"Plaintiff: Lucius Malfoy."

"Defendant: Albus-Percival-Wulfrick-Brian-Dumbledore!" The female toad-like voice sounded one after another, and then Umbridge coughed violently.

"Ah." She sneezed heavily, then quickly took out a pink towel from her cuff and wiped her nose.

"Sorry, I have a cold today, you can read it," she said, then handed the parchment in her hand to another lady beside her.

It was a middle-aged woman, a witch with a wide body and a square chin, her gray hair cut short, a monocle, and an intimidating expression on her face.

The head of the Division of Magical Law Enforcement - Amelia Burns, is generally evaluated in the wizarding world, saying that she is a fair and honest person

"Cough cough." The middle-aged woman cleared her throat and asked in a dispassionate tone, "Mr. Dumbledore, can you sit down first?"

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded, and then sat down safely in the chair.

The black chain on the table in front of him only vibrated for a moment before becoming submissive, as if the tremor just now was just an illusion.

"Not long ago, the Ministry of Magic received a complaint setting out the claim of the plaintiff, Lucius Malfoy, who argued that the current headmaster of Hogwarts - Albus Percival-Wulfrick - Brian Dumbledore acted arbitrarily and framed his son Draco Malfoy, which caused his emotions to be stimulated, and eventually rebelled and left the school, which had a very bad impact on himself and others. Now Draco Malfoy He was still on the run, and his life and death were uncertain. Dumbledore should bear the great responsibility, and he gave evidence, and proposed that the defendant may have illegally used illegal potions and tried the fugitives privately without the approval of the Ministry of Magic— Barty Jr, Crouch."

Ms. Burns explained the main reason and content of the lawsuit in a loud voice.

"Then ask the defendant, is the statement made by the plaintiff true? Dumbledore, do you use public power for private use? Because according to Lucius' testimony, he said that you were quite partial in the school, and you were very partial to the students of some colleges. Very forgiving, and very mean to some other academies."

"And according to the evidence presented by the plaintiffs, you have had personal grudges, which may also be a means for you to exclude them." Bones continued.

"Okay, please allow me to explain in turn." Dumbledore supported his half-moon-shaped lens, stood up from his seat slowly and gracefully, and nodded to the jury.