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Eddie's request to speak was granted.

Under everyone's gaze, he stared at Algie who seemed to be feeling guilty and repentant.

"Whether you were under the Imperius Curse or not, you know better than anyone whether you were controlled by those you did, or whether you did it subjectively."

Eddie's voice was cold, and the look he looked at Algie was like a sharp knife that could cut bloody flesh from him at any time.

"I don't know how you made this decision in the first place. Frick Burns, the youngest member of my team, has only been an Auror for less than half a year. He hates evil and is friendly to others. The person he admires most is you. Great-grandmother, Wilmina Tufte, who served as Minister for Magic."

"Because I know that you are her descendant, I highly respect you. I think that you are of distinguished origin and pure blood, and you are the true representative of pure-blood wizards in the magic world."

"Then, he died. The reason for his death was that the senior he thought he could trust betrayed him and betrayed everyone!"

He didn't use amplifying spells, but the sound he made was louder than Minkan and Crouch.

Sherlock could tell that Eddie was letting out his emotions.

He is the person who is really most concerned about the outcome of this trial.

Being framed as a traitor was the next best thing. What made Eddie extremely angry was that the four Aurors under him who were dedicated to working for the Ministry of Magic were about to die in such an inexplicable way, while the real murderer could use Get away with the Imperius Curse as an excuse.

Algie covered his face and cried.

"I am sorry for him. I was controlled by others. I am guilty...I will not deny my guilt..."

Eddie looked at him with the utmost contempt.

"You are not qualified to say sorry to him. If you want to be worthy of them, the only way you can make up for it is to put yourself in the mouth of the dementor!"

"I apply to use Veritaserum on him, Mr. Minister." Eddie said coldly.

However, before Minkan could speak, a red-robed wizard shook his head and said.

"This is a barbaric act. Veritaserum should be abolished! This potion is as evil as the Unforgivable Curse. It is in contempt of the human rights of wizards!"

Many red-robed wizards in the stands agreed with his words and shook their heads to reject the proposal of Veritaserum.

Of course, what they are fighting for is not the bullshit human rights they talk about.

If it really upheld human rights, Azkaban would have been the first to be shut down. However, every year there are still a few senior officials from the Ministry of Magic who propose increasing the number of dementors and increasing the management of criminal wizards.

The reason why they resist the use of truth serum is just because they are afraid that one day, that bottle of medicine will be poured into their mouths.

It's not that many of the people sitting here are undercover Death Eaters, but as long as they are famous and wealthy wizard families in the wizarding world, or politicians in high positions, few have clean butts. .

Veritaserum can be used, but not abused.

This is the consensus of almost all politicians in the Ministry of Magic.

And the current situation like Algie has not yet reached the bottom line of these wizards wanting to use Veritaserum. Unless all of his crimes are established and important information needs to be obtained from him, these wizards of the Wizengamot It is possible to let go.

Faced with such established rules, even Minkan, who was extremely tough in fighting Death Eaters, remained silent at this time.

He became the Minister of Magic through the rules of the Ministry of Magic, so he himself must abide by these rules.

Eddie's face showed the utmost disappointment.

At this point, he already knew the outcome of today's trial in advance.

There was no chance that Algy would die, or even be sentenced to life in Azkaban.

The final result is indeed the same.

After all the interrogations were over, a vote was held within the Wizengamot.

Most of the people thought Algie was guilty, but those who thought he should be punished had different opinions.

In the end, the punishment was adopted by the one with the most consent, and he was imprisoned in Azkaban for 10 years.

A very serious punishment, not a minor one, but definitely not worthy of the punishment for the things Algie committed.

Few people can endure the torture of dementors in Azkaban for ten years, but Sherlock inadvertently saw the relaxation in Algie's eyes.

He must have other plans, and he doesn't want to accept even the punishment of imprisonment in Azkaban.

At the end of the trial, Minkan read out the decision to punish Algie. Eddie just sat in his seat, his face seemed to have calmed down, but no one knew what he was thinking.

At the end of the trial, when everyone left, Sherlock sighed and walked to Eddie's side.

"Would you like me to accompany you to a bar for a drink? I know there is a bar with a good atmosphere on the street above the Ministry of Magic."

Eddie sat quietly on the chair, still making no move. After hearing Sherlock's words, he came back to his senses after a long time and shook his head gently.

"Forget it, I have nothing to do. Anyway, we have expected this result before, right? A ten-year sentence is a lot, at least it looks better than three years."

He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he planned not to think about it again.

"Go back and take care of Amy for me. I'll treat you to a drink after the Ministry of Magic pays your salary in two days. There are still things to do at the headquarters, so I'll leave first."

Eddie stood up, waved his hand with his back to Sherlock, and left towards the exit of the trial court.

Sherlock looked at his back, frowning, looking thoughtful.

He stood there and thought for a moment, then walked out of the courtroom and returned to the Department of Mysteries.

Without returning to his office immediately, Sherlock first found Mrs. Selwyn, who had just returned.

"Are you not very satisfied with the outcome of the trial just now?"

Mrs. Selwyn seemed to already know the purpose of Sherlock's visit before she could speak.

"A traitor who has been convicted and caught red-handed. The words he said and the things he did were very natural and completely consistent with who he is. However, the punishment can be reduced just because of the excuse of the Imperius Curse."

She shook her head.

"It sounds like the Wizengamot wizards in court are all like a bunch of fools. But this is the default rule within the Ministry of Magic. Algi's great-grandmother and grandfather both served as ministers of the Ministry of Magic, so he is extremely familiar with these rules. And know how to use them to your advantage.”

"When you work in the Ministry of Magic in the future, even if you are in a place like the Department of Mysteries where you rarely interact with other people, you should try to understand these rules."

After listening to Mrs. Selwyn's words, Sherlock showed a learned expression on his face, and then asked casually.

"Now that Algie's crime has been established, when will he be taken to Azkaban for detention?"

Mrs. Selwyn did not hear any other meaning in Sherlock's words, and just thought that he wanted to know the process and asked casually.

"Before being imprisoned in Azkaban, he can probably spend the last night of relaxation tonight. Azkaban is not a place where normal people can stay, so even if he is just sent to be imprisoned, he will be sent to Azkaban." Before leaving, we will try our best to meet the reasonable requirements of the detainees. But we will not be allowed to leave the confines of the Ministry of Magic."

Sherlock blinked.

"So he will still be locked up in the holding cell of the Auror Command before being sent away?"

"Generally, criminals will be locked up in that place before they are transferred. Tonight, he may choose a song he likes, and then spend the time facing a table of feasts. He will be imprisoned before dawn tomorrow morning. Sent away."

Mrs. Selwyn finally became confused and looked up at Sherlock.

"So what do you know about this?"

Sherlock said with a smile.

"Like you said, I want to know more about some of the hidden rules in the Ministry of Magic."

"There's nothing to understand about these, John. I hope you won't have to use these rules in your life. Also, have you decided on which aspect you want to work on? I can't let you drag it on any longer, Si Li. Everyone else has their own work to do, and you can’t just sit idle all the time.”

Hearing her urging, Sherlock had no intention of dragging on.

"Just focus on the time field. I'm more interested in this aspect."

"The time field is also possible. Tomorrow I will compile a copy of the previous research materials for you. I will explain to you how to operate it."

She seemed to be busy with other things, so Sherlock left Mrs. Selwyn's office without further interruption.

He leaned against the wall of the black hall, stared at the dark ceiling and thought for a moment, and finally shook his head and said to himself.

"Rules, I'm afraid some people don't want to abide by them..."

Sherlock returned to his office, had lunch with Amy, and then spent the entire afternoon studying the book Secrets of Dark Arts. It was not until night fell that he watched Amy fall asleep, and then he was alone quietly. walked out of the Department of Mysteries.

Before coming out, Sherlock first used the Disillusionment Curse on himself.

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He walked into the elevator alone and arrived on the second floor where the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was located.

In this corridor, he also met two Aurors on duty at night, who did not find the invisible Sherlock.

He didn't stop until he reached the Auror Command office.

It is now 12 o'clock at midnight, and the lights in the office have already been turned off. Except for the Aurors on night shift, it is rare for Aurors to work overtime even if they work overtime.

But Sherlock was still waiting here quietly. After about half an hour, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by him.

The Ministry of Magic is in a closed underground area, and there is no way the wind will blow here.

Sherlock was not surprised and said softly in the direction where the wind was blowing.

"What a coincidence. You also like to go out for a walk in the middle of the night?"

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