Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 519 Judgment
Although he had a lot of opinions about Kingsley, the commander of the Auror Office still understood the priorities of the matter, so he quickly found the three Aurors.

However, due to the identities of these three people as Aurors, the Auror Commander adhered to the idea that family disgrace should not be made public and did not hand them over to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement for trial like normal cases. Instead, he detained them in the Auror Department Trial Chamber within the Ministry of Magic for internal interrogation.

When they were first brought here, the three Aurors thought that there was a new task for them to do, but they soon found that something was wrong, because the colleagues around them who used to laugh and joke now had serious expressions and their wands never left their hands, which made them slowly become a little uneasy.

"Brother... Brother, I'm telling you, what's going on?"

As the leader of the three-person team, the brown-haired Auror asked with some confusion, but no one in the huge tribunal gave him an answer.

He smacked his lips and was about to continue asking questions when he saw the door of the Inquisition suddenly opened. A group of wizards in formal attire walked in quickly, led by Kingsley and the Auror Commander.

Seeing this, the three Aurors seemed to have thought of something and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Snapped!"

A clear voice sounded.

Kingsley threw a stack of newspapers at the brown-haired Auror's head and shouted:

"What exactly is going on?!"

The brown-haired Auror was stunned by the blow and instinctively lowered his head, but his eyes happened to fall on the newspaper on the ground.

At this moment, the newspaper was playing the scene of the three of them killing Loya.

The only glimmer of hope left in their hearts was not extinguished, and the three Aurors finally realized that the previous matter had been exposed!
They looked sad and instinctively wanted to refute, but they didn't expect Kingsley didn't want to listen to their nonsense at all, and said directly:
"Forget it, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Someone, bring out their memories of that time!"

The brown-haired Auror's face suddenly fell, and the other two Aurors collapsed directly, and began to beg for mercy from Kingsley one after another.

You have to know that they have done more than just this one bad thing. If their memories are extracted at will, even those things may be exposed.

However, their behavior at this moment just proved that they were guilty, which made Kingsley and several Ministry of Magic officials beside him sneer on their faces. Even the commander of the Auror Office who was ready to speak for them at the beginning kept silent.

Soon, with the help of the Amnesia Department, the memory images of the three Aurors were displayed in front of everyone.

Looking at the image that was exactly the same as in the newspaper, Kingsley's ears turned red with anger.

He really didn't expect that there would actually be an Auror who would do something worse than an animal.

"Great! You are really good guards of the **!" Kingsley laughed in anger, "According to Article 101 of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, anyone who uses the Unforgivable Curse on a wizard without authorization shall be sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban. Article 145 stipulates that anyone who rapes a wizard shall be sentenced to life imprisonment. Article 78 stipulates that anyone who intentionally kills a wizard shall be sentenced to death. Ha ha ha! Now that all the Dementors have defected, it's easy for you! For multiple crimes, I declare that you will be sentenced to death, and the execution will be carried out immediately!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the scene, and the three Aurors even wet their pants.

No one doubted that Kingsley's judgment was wrong. After all, Kingsley himself was an old official who had worked in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement for many years and was already familiar with various legal provisions.

But such a straightforward death sentence still made everyone feel a little uneasy.

This... seems a little too fast!

But despite the uproar from the crowd, Kingsley did not waver at all.

The most important thing now is to resolve the issues in the hall of the Ministry of Magic. Abandoning three Aurors for this purpose is simply a cost-effective thing. He wanted to do this from the beginning. Now that there is conclusive evidence of the crimes of these three people, it saves him a lot of trouble.

The rest of the Aurors in the Inquisition all looked at their commander. They really didn't want to carry out Kingsley's order to kill their colleagues.

But they were not needed in this matter. When the wizards from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement heard the order from their old boss, they picked up their wands and walked towards the three Aurors without hesitation.

At this moment, a loud roar came from the crowd behind Kingsley.

"Wait!"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw an old man with white hair raising his hand and shouting at everyone.

"There's something fishy about this!" The old man pointed to the memory screen that was being played and said, "Look, every time this brown-haired Auror launched an attack, a purple light would flash in his eyes! This is not normal. I have reason to believe that they were controlled by some kind of spell at the time, and that's why they committed such a crime!"

After saying that, the old man winked at the three Aurors in a very covert way. The three of them were tactful and repeatedly argued that they had no idea what was going on at the time.

The old man showed a teachable look on his face, and then he said to Kingsley in a serious manner:
"Kingsley, you are still too young. When judging a case, you cannot just look at the surface, but also dig deeper. In view of the hidden secrets in this case, I think it is better to leave it to the Wizengamot Council to judge. What do you think?"

At this moment, Kingsley was shaking with anger.

He knew this old wizard. He was the uncle of the brown-haired Auror and also a member of the Wizengamot. Now that he had said such words, the meaning behind them was self-evident.

It would be fine if I had turned a blind eye to it in the past, but now the situation is so urgent, the other party actually wants to go against me! ?
Kingsley felt like he was about to vomit, but in the end, he calmed down and agreed to the other party's request.

There is no way. The other party’s request is very normal. Strictly speaking, my previous operations were in violation of regulations.

Moreover, the other party is also a member of the Wizengamot. It would be too easy for a senator like him who comes from a big family to kill him afterwards!

Seeing Kingsley nod, the three Aurors cheered.

Kingsley glared at the old wizard fiercely, then slammed the door angrily and returned to his office.

But when he returned to the office, he found that his assistant was walking around the office like an ant on a hot pot. When he saw him, he immediately came up to him and said anxiously:

"Mr. Minister! This is bad! The editors-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, Daily Wizard, and Daily Discovery have all rejected their request! They are only willing to help us cover it up a little!"

Kingsley felt a black screen before his eyes when he heard this, and he almost fell to the ground.

After panting for a while, he roared:
"That's too much! I'll go myself!" He then walked out the door again, but after just two steps he turned back and instructed his assistant:
"Go to St. Mungo's and ask Minister Scrimgeour to come back! Tell him that I can't hold on any longer here!"

……

When the sun rose as usual the next morning, more invaders appeared in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

This time, these were not people sent by Mike, they were all ordinary Muggle wizards who came spontaneously.

Benjamin, who was at the scene, looked at the wizards who kept coming out of the fireplace and joining their team, and his mouth was almost splitting with laughter.

Like Benjamin and others, these people also held newspapers in their hands, but the newspapers in their hands were different from the tabloids in the hands of Benjamin and others. They were the serious Daily Prophet.

Obviously, Kingsley's visit did not achieve any practical effect, as the covers of all major traditional wizard newspapers were filled with news about the violent crowd that appeared in the hall of the Ministry of Magic yesterday.

Perhaps because they did not want to completely offend the Ministry of Magic, traditional newspaper giants represented by the Daily Prophet extremely rarely used a large number of rhetorical techniques and words such as probably, perhaps, and should in their reports.

This move seemed to save face for the Ministry of Magic, but in fact it had no practical effect, because most wizards would usually ignore the rhetoric when reading the newspaper and believe the content.

This was what Mike wanted. Through the dissemination of traditional newspapers such as the Daily Prophet, he not only let more Muggle wizards know about the tragic experience of the Loya family, but also let them know that a large group of brave pioneers had gone to the Ministry of Magic to protest because they were dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic.

Human beings have always liked to follow the crowd, and the idea that the law does not punish the masses is directly engraved in human DNA. Now that Benjamin and others have set an example for them, there will definitely be more and more protesters who will come forward spontaneously. Only when that moment comes will the Ministry of Magic be really overwhelmed.

As more and more fighters arrived, Benjamin's team had reached a very large size by the afternoon.

Their large number has even affected the normal operation of the Ministry of Magic hall.

But despite this, Kingsley still did not come up with any countermeasures. He could only hope for Scrimgeour's return while urging the Wizengamot Council to open.

This was not an easy task, because many members of the Wizengamot Council had already left the Kingdom to avoid Voldemort, and the family to which the brown-haired Auror belonged was constantly obstructing the convening of the Wizengamot meetings, which meant that by the time the trial was over and everything was settled, nearly three days had passed.

After the trial, Kingsley sat alone in the office silently for a whole day and night. He had no intention of informing the people in the hall of the trial results, because he knew very well that this trial result would not satisfy the other party at all.

In the past few days, Benjamin and others have all withdrawn from the Ministry of Magic in batches. This was the order issued by Mike. He believed that since the snowball had already started, there was no need for Benjamin and others to continue staying there.

And Mike also received news that Scrimgeour had been discharged from the hospital and returned to the Ministry of Magic, which made Mike feel uneasy instinctively. You know, Scrimgeour, a guy with a military background, is different from Kingsley. When facing protesters, he is likely to use tough measures to suppress them directly.

The facts were just as Mike expected.

On the second day after Benjamin and others evacuated the Ministry of Magic, Kingsley finally appeared in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, and with him appeared Scrimgeour, who was still wrapped in a lot of bandages, as well as a large number of Aurors and strikers.

Those ferocious Aurors and strikers made the protesters in the hall instinctively realize that something was wrong, but out of curiosity about the outcome of the trial, they still pretended to be calm and stood opposite Scrimgeour.

This was obviously not a good choice, because Scrimgeour had no intention of negotiating with them. He just waved his hand with a cold face and shouted:
"Everyone! Attack!"

Following Scrimgeour's order, all Aurors and strikers raised their wands, and countless fluorescent lights suddenly exploded, directly dispersing the crowd!

In front of the well-trained Aurors and strikers, these Muggle wizards were no match at all.

Facing the screaming and wailing crowd in the hall, Scrimgeour was completely unmoved. At this moment, he was glaring at Kingsley fiercely, and his expression seemed as if he wanted to eat him directly.

He really couldn't help but be angry.

He was recovering from his injuries at St. Mungo's when Kingsley suddenly called him back, and as soon as he returned he had to face such a big trouble.

Scrimgeour really regretted letting Kingsley be the temporary minister. In his opinion, this matter was too simple. He only needed to send military force to suppress it in the initial stage. Anyway, the social status of those Muggle wizards was pitifully low, so he just needed to confuse them in one fell swoop.

But this fellow Kingsley not only allowed these people to make trouble in the hall of the Ministry of Magic at will, but what was even more exaggerated was that this loser Kingsley could not even suppress newspapers like the Daily Prophet, causing the incident to leak out.

Now the whole world knows about this, and their British Ministry of Magic has lost all face!
The more Scrimgeour thought about it, the angrier he became, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

Kingsley seemed to realize that something was wrong and silently took two steps back.

However, the flying kick he expected did not come. Scrimgeour just glared at him for a while, then said to the Auror Office Director beside him:
"After all these people are thrown out, seal half of the entrance to the Ministry of Magic's Floo Network. From now on, everyone who wants to enter the Ministry of Magic must undergo strict inspection!"

"Yes, sir!"

The head of the Auror Office responded with a serious expression, and then went down to carry out the order.

At this moment, Kingsley saw that Scrimgeour seemed to be in a good mood, so he slowly came over and asked carefully:
"Minister, what about the trial results?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. As soon as Kingsley mentioned this, Scrimgeour's anger was ignited again. He kicked Kingsley out, and the verdict fell to the ground again.

There were countless letters written on the brand new parchment, and the most obvious ones were the boldest characters at the bottom.

'…Since Reed Colin, Perkin Lawrence and Haggai Harvey were under the control of an unknown spell at the time of the incident and had no self-judgment ability, the Wizengamot Council voted by raising their hands and found the above three not guilty and released them on the spot.'

Looking at the line of big words, Scrimgeour took a deep breath, then moved forward with difficulty to pick it up, made some changes on it, and then returned it to Kingsley.

"Publish it according to what I wrote!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Kingsley bowed and spoke respectfully, while his eyes were still on the trial result.

There was only a black block that had been crossed out and a few scribbled words on it - life imprisonment.

(End of this chapter)