Chapter 30: Wizengamot

St. Mungo's Hospital.

Lucius was telling two Aurors about his family's tragic experience.

"Murphy Darkholm! That's him! He used a fire spell and explosive dark magic to blow up my house! My family and I almost died. And my unfortunate friends, all perished in the flames!"

"He is a murderous dark wizard! You must bring him to justice!"

He complained hoarsely. When he looked up, he saw Scrimgeour and four or five Aurors. Behind him was Murphy Darkholm, who walked into the ward.

Um?

Aurors move so fast?

The criminal was arrested and brought to justice before I even finished stating my grievances?

Chapter 30 Wizengamot

... "Scrimgeour, he..."

"Lucius. If you have anything to say, let's talk in court."

"..."

Lucius was a little confused. The efficiency of the Aurors today was a little unusual.

He stood up, but saw two Aurors coming up, standing on his left and right. One Auror said, "Hand over your wand."

Lucius was puzzled. Why did you take my wand when I was a plaintiff?

"Scrimgeour, what's going on? What do you mean? Didn't you ask me to testify in court?"

Scrimgeour stared at him coldly, "Lucius, you are accused of being a Death Eater and are engaged in dangerous actions. You must go with us."

"What?"

Lucius was a little confused.

Death Eater?

When was that?

The trial was over long ago!

"According to the Purge Act, all Death Eater suspects, even if they were proven innocent at the time, can be retried once new evidence emerges. Lucius, come with me, your trial is restarted!"

…

The Wizengamot Court.

Looking at the three layers of wizards filling the entire trial court, Murphy suddenly felt that this time, things seemed to be a bit too big.

In fact, he was right. For ordinary wizard trials, only more than one-third of the Wizengamot members need to be present, and more than half of them need to be present for major cases. However, once the Purge Act is involved, all members must be present unless there are extremely special circumstances.

Lucius was now locked in an iron thorn cage in the center. He looked quite frightened and panicked.

It seems that the first trial at that time should have left him with a serious psychological shadow.

From this point of view, his report this time was not useless.

After everyone sat down, everyone waited in silence for a while. Suddenly, a space not far in front of Murphy twisted, and then a tall figure appeared in front of him.

The man wore a pointed hat and a blue wizard robe, which was covered with sparkling stars.

"I'm very sorry, everyone, I'm late. There were some things in the school that delayed me a little. Shall we start now?"

Murphy listened to this familiar voice in a bit of astonishment, and a thousand horses galloped through his heart.

Merlin's bastard!

Why the hell didn't I think of him!

Dumbledore!

He is the chief wizard of the Wizengamot!

How could he not come to such an occasion? !

After more than half a year, seeing this kind headmaster again, Murphy did not feel the same sense of security as in school. Instead, he became nervous. After all, he would tell a lot of lies later, and the man in front of him, even if he was not the one with the highest IQ in the wizarding world, could at least be ranked in the top five.

This is Dumbledore!

No matter in his past life or this life, he is the synonym of wisdom and strength.

You would never want to be his enemy.

But today, Murphy really has to deceive most of the people present.

"Rufus, you mentioned new evidence in your letter..." Dumbledore said, turning around and glimpsing Murphy. He obviously hesitated for a moment, but soon, he continued: "Can you show it to us?"

"Let the provider of the evidence, Mr. Murphy Darkholme, show it in person."

As he said, Scrimgeour motioned Murphy to come forward.

Taking a deep breath, Murphy tried to calm himself down.

Fuck it!

No matter!

At this point, even if it was Voldemort in front of him, he had to go!

His eyes became firm instantly, and he walked to the host's podium next to the trial seat and stood still.

"Everyone, my name is Murphy Darkholm."

"You may not have seen me, but many of you here may be familiar with my parents."

"Yes, they are all Death Eaters."

The wizards in purple robes began to whisper.

But Murphy didn't care, "Because of them, I spent a lonely childhood, because of them, I was bullied in school, because of them, I was always penniless."

"But I don't blame them. They are full of evil, they deserve it, and they have paid the price for what they did."

"However, not all evil people have been punished."

"This man! Lucius Malfoy!" Murphy pointed at Lucius in the thorny iron cage, "He is a Death Eater like my parents! But he escaped trial! He has committed many evil deeds, but he slipped through the net! Today I am here to expose his true face!"

"What evidence do you have that he is a Death Eater?" Someone asked immediately on the bench.

"I have two pieces of evidence," Murphy said, pulling out a letter from his bosom, "I found a secret letter in the old house."

"This is a letter from a Death Eater to my father, Sanders Darkholm. It was this person who invited my father, won him over, made him join the Death Eaters, and promised him, 'When that lord rules everything, we will become his right-hand man, and gain power and wealth that no one has ever enjoyed!'"

"Everyone, please look." Murphy unfolded the letter, "This is the letter, and the signature at the end is L.M. Lucius Malfoy!"

"Lie! Liar!" Lucius yelled, "I have never written such a letter! Your bug-like father is not worth winning over by me!"

A judge took the letter from Murphy and passed it around among everyone one by one.

At this time, Murphy took out the second letter, "I knew you wouldn't admit it easily, but you should admit that you wrote this letter, right?"

Murphy unfolded the second letter, which only had a few short words urging him to pay back the money. However, at the end, it was the same as the first letter, it was written by L.M.

"This..." Lucius was nervous for a moment, "I just lent Sanders 200 Galleons and asked him to pay it back! What does this mean?"

"First, this shows that my father and you have a good relationship, otherwise, why would you lend him 200 Galleons? Second, this letter is written by you. Just compare the handwriting of the two letters to know whether the first letter was written by you."

As he said, Murphy handed the second letter to the judge and asked him to continue to circulate it.

"This doesn't prove anything!" Lucius roared, "The letter is fake! The handwriting is forged! The Copying Spell! Yes, it must be the Copying Spell!"

"The Copying Spell can't achieve this effect, Mr. Lucius." Murphy said, "Besides, the material of the letter paper, the traces of being old after several years, and the handwriting that is exactly the same as yours, how can it be forged?"

(End of this chapter)