Chapter 225: How can you still defend yourself like this?

In the deep Wizengamot courtroom, Dumbledore had already taken Harry and Ron to the plaintiff's seat.

There were about fifty people in the entire courtroom, most of them wearing purple robes with a delicate silver "W" embroidered on the left chest.

Few of them paid attention to Peter, the defendant. Instead, they all looked down at Harry, who was sitting in the plaintiff's seat below. Some were slightly restrained, while others made no secret of their inner curiosity about the boy-who-lived.

Harry and Ron rarely saw this kind of scene, and they both looked a little nervous at this time. They stayed as close to Dumbledore as possible and looked back at the chained chair in the middle of the courtroom from time to time.

Peter sat on the chair, his hands were chained to the chair, his big, fat and rough face was wrinkled, and he was sobbing timidly.

However, to Sirius's surprise, this resurrected First Class Order of Merlin winner was not alone.

There was an old woman standing nearby, quietly looking at Peter's form huddled in the chair, her expression a little sad, but more of a determination to break the jar.

"This is Peter's mother... why is she here?" Sirius walked into the courtroom and frowned when he saw the old woman.

"My son is going to be judged. Is it normal for a mother to accompany him?" Dracula said nonchalantly.

"That's not the case." Sirius shook his head, "Among the four robbers among us, apart from the mother who kicked me out of Black's ancestral home, Peter's mother was the most difficult to deal with... I'm afraid of her What happened?"

"It doesn't matter. Since I promised to help you, I won't let others cause any trouble." Dracula glanced at the old woman and raised the corners of his lips coldly, "I want to see what she can do. Something happened."

Sirius nodded slightly, straightened his collar slightly nervously, walked slowly to the plaintiff's seat, and stood next to Harry.

Then, he gently took off the mask on his face.

As the recognized savior of the wizarding world and the boy-who-lived who expelled Voldemort, Harry has always been one of the people who received the most attention in the entire courtroom, and the position next to him naturally attracted more attention.

Sirius's actions immediately attracted the attention of many Wizengamot members.

"Wait, that's Sirius Black?!" A witch sitting in the jury seat was looking at Harry and accidentally caught a glimpse of Sirius' face and exclaimed.

"What? How did he come here?"

"What is he doing here?!"

"..."

The courtroom suddenly became chaotic.

Some people began to whisper loudly; some were looking back and forth between Sirius and the door of the courtroom with fearful eyes, as if looking for the best escape route; some timid jury members were even frightened and fell down from their seats. …

"Sirius..." Harry looked up at Sirius worriedly.

"Don't worry, Harry, your parents' revenge will be avenged soon."

Sirius calmed down amidst the many questioning, scrutinizing and fearful looks, smiled softly at his godson, and looked blankly at Cornelius Fudge, who was at the front of the courtroom.

In the important trial ceremony, the Minister of Magic will preside over the entire trial as the chief magician of the Wizengamot.

Fudge was also shocked by Sirius's arrival.

He subconsciously thought that Sirius was here to cause trouble, and almost turned around to find an Auror to protect him.

It wasn't until he saw Sirius's calm eyes looking over that Fudge realized that he was standing in the plaintiff's seat, and it was obvious that he didn't want to use violence to solve the problem.

"Ahem... be quiet!" Fudge coughed a little shamelessly, and then shouted angrily, "This is the Wizengamot trial room! Why are everyone so noisy?"

The courtroom gradually became quiet, but all kinds of worries, fears, and fears still swept over Sirius's body from time to time.

Sirius ignored these glances and just chatted with Harry on his own, asking him how his semester was going, whether he had won the Quidditch Cup for Gryffindor, and how he was spending time with his friends in Hogsmeade. Did you have fun……

Dracula also walked to the plaintiff's seat, and casually used the transformation technique to conjure a luxurious chair for himself. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed and looked at the scene in the courtroom curiously.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a vicious and jealous gaze coming towards him from the front of the trial room.

Dracula turned back to look at the front of the trial room and found two witches sitting on both sides of Fudge.

Sitting on the left side of Fudge was a witch with a broad build and a square chin. Her gray hair was cut short and she looked very capable. She had a pair of monocles on the bridge of her nose and a serious expression on her face that was intimidating.

To Fudge's right sat another witch. She was placed very far back on the bench, and her entire face was shrouded in shadow. That jealous look came from the shadow.

Dracula raised his lips with interest.

The witch may have thought she was hiding in the shadows so she wouldn't be seen, but how could Dracula's vision be compared to that of an ordinary wizard? He easily saw the ugly face hidden in the shadows.

Dolores Umbridge, that incredibly impressive pink toad.

‘I don’t know what it is that Fudge likes about Umbridge that he keeps such a thing with him all day long. ’ Dracula thought rather wickedly.

Unknowingly, the minute hand of the huge wall clock on the wall quietly pointed to the "6" position, and the time for the court session quietly arrived.

"Everyone is silent!" Fudge shouted loudly, "The time has come. Now, this trial officially begins!"

Peter's body was trembling quite obviously, and Mrs. Pedillo next to him finally looked away from her son and looked at Sirius on the plaintiff's seat with a scary look.

Fudge read step by step: "This trial will be conducted by Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Susan Bones, Senior Deputy Minister Dolores ·Co-hosted by Jane Umbridge——"

"The plaintiff, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, accused Peter Pedro of colluding with the Death Eaters during the Wizarding War to kill James Potter and others. Multiple wizards; after the war, they blew up the streets, killed a dozen Muggles and faked their own deaths to escape."

"If the accusation is true, Peter Pedillo's behavior seriously violated the Strict Restriction of the Use of Dark Arts Ordinance, the British Wizarding Criminal Code and the International Statute of Secrecy. Does the defendant have any objections?"

Fudge raised his head from his manuscript and looked at Peter and Mrs. Pedillo.

"Mr. Minister, I have objections." Mrs. Pedillo looked at Sirius fiercely and said in a hoarse voice.

"Please speak." Fudge glanced at her approvingly.

"Mr. Minister, I think everyone here knows that it was not my son who committed those crimes, but Sirius Black who is standing over there now!" She pointed her index finger at Sirius. , said loudly.

"I don't understand why such a dark wizard and wanted criminal who has surrendered to Voldemort, escaped from Azkaban, and has no respect for the Ministry of Magic is now standing on the plaintiff's side, just because Albus... Dumbledore’s cover?!”

As soon as she opened her mouth, Mrs. Pediru showed her strong ability to mess around and gossip. Instead of steadily defending Peter's crimes, she used offense as defense and directly launched an attack on Sirius.

Sirius' impatience could not withstand such provocation. He would jump up from his stool on the spot and yell at Mrs. Pedillo.

However, before he could take action, a strong hand pressed on his shoulder in advance.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly at Sirius and stood up first.

"I don't agree with Mrs. Pedillo's testimony." He said solemnly. "Her testimony does not contain any evidence to defend Mr. Peter Pedillo. She just blindly attacks our witnesses in an attempt to intensify the contradiction and divert attention."

"This approach seriously violates the fairness and rationality of the trial. I think Mrs. Pedillo's behavior should be warned. If she still cannot produce reasonable evidence that can prove Mr. Pedillo's innocence, then the conclusion will be It’s become obvious.”

Obviously, compared to the extremely aggressive Mrs. Pettigrew, the calmer and wiser Dumbledore's words were more logical and more in line with the trial procedures.

"Is there any evidence the defendant needs to add?" Fudge asked again.

"Of course there is evidence!" Mrs. Pedillo said loudly, "Our Peter is a first-class Order of Merlin recipient. He is a hero recognized by the wizarding world for resisting Sirius Black. It is impossible for him to turn to the mysterious man. matter!"

"In addition, Peter has no motive to seek refuge with You-Know-Who! On the other hand, Sirius Black has many Death Eaters in his Black family. His cousin and younger brother are both the backbone of Death Eaters. He has taken refuge with Mysterious Man. People are exactly as expected…”

"Wait a minute, Mrs. Pedillo." Dumbledore raised his hand and interrupted, "With all due respect, there is absolutely no evidence in what you said to defend Peter Pedillo——"

"It turns out that the Order of Merlin, First Class, was just a misunderstanding, and he fully had the motive to defect to Voldemort, which was the fear of death! If you still can't come up with reasonable evidence to prove that Mr. Pedillo is innocent, then why not Let us state the situation first."

Dumbledore glanced at Mrs. Pettigrew with cold eyes and continued to speak calmly.

"This is Mr. Ronald Weiss." He pointed at Ron, "Peter Pedillo cut off one of his fingers after blowing up the entire street and used an illegal Animag Si turned into a mouse and stayed at Wes's house as a pet for over ten years."

"I object!" Mrs. Pedirou's eyes lit up and she shouted excitedly as if she had seized a loophole. "What evidence do you have to prove that Peter can use Animagus? He is so weak and not like his friends. How can we learn the Animagus when we are so talented?"

"Of course I have a way to transform him into Animagus form." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Who knows whether you can secretly use human transformation to manipulate Peter?" Mrs. Pedillo retorted, "Everyone in the magic world knows that you are a powerful wizard and the best at transformation. You can definitely Disguise Peter as an animagus!”

"So what do you want to do, Mrs. Pettigrew?" Dumbledore said softly, "You have not produced any substantive evidence to defend Peter from beginning to end. This kind of verbal explanation is invalid. "

"But...but there is no Dark Mark on Peter's arm, which completely proves that he is not a Death Eater!" Mrs. Pediru argued forcefully.

"This is just because something happened before Voldemort had time to carve the Dark Mark on him." Dumbledore said as he asked Sirius to pull up his sleeves, "As you can see, there is also something wrong on Sirius' arm. There is no Dark Mark. Doesn’t this conflict with your previous testimony?”

"you you……"

Just when Mrs. Pedillo was almost speechless, Fudge suddenly spoke.

"Two plaintiffs and defendants, please do not take care of the arguments in the courtroom and pay attention to the emotions of the jury."

He emphasized the word "emotion."

Dumbledore frowned slightly and gave Fudge a cold look.

Mrs. Pedillo got the hint and immediately realized that the final outcome of the trial was decided by vote.

She knew what she should do to save Peter's life.

"I...I understand that based on Dumbledore's reputation in the magical world, the adults present must be more inclined to believe him than to believe this bad old woman like me..."

Mrs. Pedillo's careless appearance suddenly changed. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the corners of her eyes with great sadness.

Mrs. Pedillo's sadness was indeed genuine. Her tears couldn't stop falling, and they were extremely contagious. The atmosphere in the entire courtroom became quiet with her.

"I'm old, I don't have any clever words, and I can't find any tangible evidence..." she choked while crying, "but I really can't lose Peter!"

"You don't know how sad I was when I received his body with only one finger left, and how proud I was of him when I learned that the Ministry of Magic posthumously awarded him the Order of Merlin, First Class..."

"A few days ago, I suddenly got a piece of news telling me that Peter was not dead! I was so excited that my dying body seemed to have become more energetic, but then I learned that Peter might be sentenced to death. …”

"This sudden ups and downs of emotions will kill me, an old woman!"

Mrs. Pediru wiped her tears with a touching tone, and the eyes of many emotional Wizengamot members gradually softened.

Harry and Ron stared at this scene dumbfounded, their minds filled with questions.

Is there such an operation? ?

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