Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"I'm so young, I would panic about such a simple thing." As soon as he walked into the elevator, Umbridge laughed.

He never recovered until the elevator closed in front of Percy.

Chapter XVI Blood Trial (Part Two)

Because of Percy's affairs, Zoe didn't have any interest in chatting with Umbridge. Fortunately, Umbridge understood her silence and shut his mouth witty.The elevator descended steadily, and after a while, it trembled and stopped again.

"The fourth floor, the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Animals, includes the Ghost Office, the Centaur Liaison Office, the Werewolf Control Bureau, the Fairy Liaison Office, and the Pest Advisory Office." Accompanied by a hollow female voice, the fence door jumped aside and put a foot in there. There was a big six-foot-tall man, he strode into the elevator, looking very fierce.

When he saw Zoe and Umbridge in the elevator, he was surprised at first, and then greeted them.

"Good morning, Runcorn." Unlike Zoe's polite but estranged response, Umbridge seemed very enthusiastic. "Are there any valuable suggestions for us?"

"As you wish, Dolores." Runcorn bowed funny, laughing and joking. "I did find a few new clues."

"If you are willing to send someone to stare at Dirk Cresway, you can make sure you can dig something good." He whispered mysteriously, "but he has always been a cunning bastard, you have to be careful not to be transferred by him. evidence."

"What did he do?" Zoe asked.

"Fake genealogy." Runcorn felt that the news aroused Zoe's interest and became more excited. "Cresway is not a descendant of a wizard at all. His immediate family members are all Muggles. In other words, he He was a bold thief, appeared at the Ministry of Magic swaggeringly, thinking we were all fools."

"Cresway is the director of the Goblin Liaison Office, and is also a strong competitor for the next Director of the Fantastic Beast Management and Control Department. The future is obviously worth taking a risk." Umbridge giggled, and then the conversation turned. Thank you for your report, Runcorn, we will send someone to start collecting evidence immediately."

"One more thing." Runcorn suddenly thought of something. "The division has already distributed the questionnaire and the interview is on the agenda. It does not take long before we can figure out the composition of the family members of the Ministry of Magic employees. ."

"Good job, Runcorn," Umbridge praised, "but beware of their slickness."

With a ding sound, the fence door slid open lightly, and Runcorn said goodbye to them and strode away towards the atrium.A large group of exhausted witches and wizards lined up in front of other elevators. Some people looked here curiously. After seeing who was in the elevator, they quickly moved their eyes away, for fear that they would take another second. After being swallowed by the devil, some people reflexively stepped back and stepped on the foot of the person behind them, but no one disputed.

The elevator quickly reached the ninth floor."The Department of Mysteries," the female voice said coldly.

The courtroom is located on the tenth floor under the ground. Even the elevator can't reach the deepest point. As soon as I walked down the stairs, I was facing the extremely cold air-conditioning. The dementors guarded the courtroom, but Zoe knew that he would be back later. More will appear.

Even Umbridge couldn't bear the cold air of the Dementor. She held her arms and shivered slightly."Madam, can I summon the patron saint?" she asked kindly, "let us all be more comfortable."

"Please do it yourself, Dolores." Zoe said, "but keep these things away from the defendant. I hope the defendant has the strength to speak for himself. Do you know what I mean?"

"But they were all proved to be Muggle-born... yes, of course I understand." Umbridge closed his mouth and bowed his head obediently.

This is not a real interrogation.Zoe clearly realized this when he opened the door and entered the courtroom.Probably because of the small number of people, the three defendants on trial stood at the entrance of the courtroom, their faces trembling with greed, and at least five or six dementors surrounded them, exuding a compelling cold air. , Suck all the heat and hope from them.

But none of the members of Wisengamao had lost the awe-inspiring fuchsia. The scene looked like a guillotine before the execution, full of the cold smell of death.According to the provisions promulgated by the Ministry of Magic for many years, the result of the judgment must be voted by the high-ranking officials of the Ministry and the members of Wisengamo.

"Good morning, Max." Yaxley has arrived, sitting in the most conspicuous position on the top of the stairs, the fierce face fragmented by the railing, "Good morning, Dolores."

"When did you arrive?" Zoe sat next to him, and Umbridge sat down as the secretary.

"After a while. There are not many things to deal with today. I have nothing to do when I am idle." Yaxley knocked on the table and raised his voice, "Bring Caspar Drake up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the courtroom was pushed open from the outside, and the heavy iron door made a loud noise.He looked over dissatisfiedly, and the red-haired young man ran in with her head down. The only woman in the trio saw him and cried, covering her face. The young man hugged her tightly like comfort.

"Sit down." Yaxley pointed to the side stairs coldly.

"I'm very sorry, sir!" Percy wiped the corners of his eyes. He dared not provoke Yaxley and sat down with his arms around Penello's shoulders.

What surprised the defendants was the departure of the Dementors. When Casper stepped onto the dock, he couldn't stop the surprised look on his face. He kept looking back, as if there were two dementors standing behind him. .

As Zoe had previously judged, the purpose of the trial is not to distinguish the authenticity, but to cover the atrocities.Yaxley simply asked Casper's basic information, and went directly to the topic, showing a few so-called evidences, and Casper's mental quality was not good enough. He collapsed under interrogation and nervousness, shouting Cry bitterly.

"Azkaban is imprisoned. Next one." Two Dementors slid into the courtroom, holding the crying man one by one, dragging him away like trash.Casper's collapse obviously put tremendous pressure on the remaining two people, especially when they noticed that if they lose the case, they will face a terrible ending.

Jason persisted a little longer than Casper. He tried to show a clear conscience. He strongly refuted Yaxley's accusation against him, biting his mother's pedigree of the wizard, trying to affirm that he was actually a half-blood wizard.And he was lucky, there was not much evidence left, and many details on the background were vaguely obscured by him.

"You really can speak well, Jason." Yaxley said appreciatively, and he naturally didn't get a reply from the other party. "Do you think I should believe that the investigation was wrong? Or should I believe that you are arguing?"

"My coaching experience can deal with such a situation, Director." Umbridge cleared his throat, and after he focused on her, he nodded cutely and tilted his head. So for children who are obedient and like to lie, we not only need to give them candies, but also make them suffer more, so that they will not choose to lie next time."

"Dolores, I want them all alive." Zoe said, where no one noticed, she clenched her palms into fists. "Even for research materials, the value of a living body is far greater than that of a dead body."

Jason was dragged away for a while, and even though a door was closed, the eerie and miserable howling still echoed in the small court room for a long time.Percy’s face was pale as if he was smeared with lime. He could never imagine the inhuman treatment Jason had been subjected to. Looking into Penello's eyes, he could no longer say "I will protect you", let alone confrontation. , He was even unable to stop his girlfriend's upcoming tragedy.

"Next." The death knell rang, as far away as a lifetime.Percy felt that the person in his arms was out of the range he could hug, and he stared at her in a daze, she seemed to smile at him.

"Percy, I am glad you came to see me." Penello's eyes were slightly red and swollen, "I know the real you, unlike what they say, your passion is like this red hair, you just Lost...but I know that you are always loyal to love." She avoided Percy's attempt to catch her hand and walked to the trial bench.

"Name?" Zoe looked at Penello, who was in the same court with him, and asked softly.

"Penello Crevat." The people on the stage answered calmly.The impact of Casper's collapse and Jason's wailing on her seemed to have disappeared, "Of course, if you prefer to call Penello Weasley, I don't mind." She smiled and nodded to Percy. "Although he has not had time to propose to me."

"Don't try to contaminate the pure blood, the sordid mudblood!" Yaxley roared, Penello's calmness made him panic. He pulled out Penello's "criminal evidence", which was a pile of letters. The new has the old.

"These are the replies you wrote to your parents when you were in school. We have a dozen proofs that you are of Muggle origin, and how do you want to quibble—" His triumphant and cruel face froze, because the other party answered calmly."That's right, my parents are Muggles, and my ancestors have been for generations, except for me."

"I am indeed a Muggle-born wizard." As if chatting with others, Penello nodded.

Chapter XVII Blood Trial (Part 2)

Percy stood up abruptly, made a loud noise, and dropped her hands at a loss.From time to time, he put his gaze on Penello, and looked at the trial seat as if begging for mercy, as if hoping that at that moment a wizard would impose a closed ear curse on Zoe and Yaxley.Compared to the awe-inspiring Penello, he was panicked.

"You admit?" Yaxley frowned in disbelief. "Do you admit that you were born as a Muggle?" He was like a beast looking for food. He was surprised by his greed and surrounded vigilantly. Sniff constantly on the bait.

"Ms. Crevat." Zoe broke the stagnant atmosphere. "Forgive my doubts. You should be very clear about the fate of confessing your identity. To be honest, I have never received such a response. If you want to disturb us with this Judgement—"

"If you want the facts, I will tell you that this should be the meaning of the existence of this courtroom, even if it is now upholding immorality, cruelty and injustice." Penello is not exactly what she has shown. She was so calm, her voice trembling visibly, but she just stood straight in the dock, holding the guardrail with both hands.

"I just don't want to lie about the wrong things, dodging like a mouse, and even had to deny my parents and my family, just to pretend to be another person." Penello said, "and you are not true. I hope to get my frankness, don't you?" She closed her eyes, and Jason's faint shout came intermittently.

"Huh, you're very interesting." Yaxley relaxed, "Since you admit it, we will finish the matter quickly." He turned to the last page of the file, and the quill was lightly to the right of the parchment scroll. Sign under the corner, and then stamped, which means that Penello's fate is the same as the first two, they will spend the rest of their lives in Azkaban.

"Enjoy the last freedom and set off tomorrow morning." Yaxley's arrogant voice echoed in the narrow world of the courtroom.

Percy slid down on the ground dejectedly, as if losing all his strength.When the dementor grabbed Penello's arm and passed her and Percy, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to catch her, but grabbed nothing.

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This year's sorting ceremony ended very quickly. A to Z on the list ended in less than fifteen minutes. It was too fast to make people feel uncomfortable.McGonagall pressed her lips tightly. She collected the list of new students. Many places on the list were first written with names and then crossed out with black ink. The students who were crossed out were all judged to be Muggle-born. They almost They were all taken away by the Ministry of Magic at platform nine and three-quarters.

These are just freshmen in the first grade. McGonagall can't imagine how many students Hogwarts have lost. They were not given the protection they deserved. They were arbitrarily planted with unnecessary charges and thrown into a poor environment without mercy. .And it is really an insult to have to eat at the same table with those executioners.

She picked up the sorting hat from the stool. The situation this year is really terrible. The sorting hat has not prepared new lyrics. It has even become more like an ordinary hat. Only freshmen wear it on their heads. At that time, I could hear it grinning and making familiar shouts.

McGonagall has just left, and as usual, the next is the speech of the new principal.Snape was still wearing his large black robe that had remained unchanged for years, with a disgusting mocking expression on his face. He stood up from the center of the teacher's bench, and the sporadic voices in the auditorium quickly disappeared.

The students were all hungry, waiting for the meal.Snape moved his mouth, and his indifferent voice resounded in every corner of the auditorium: "Although you have said it countless times, you should be tired of listening, but some people's brains are not easy to use ( He clearly casts his gaze towards Gryffindor’s table), they prefer to use muscles rather than brains, even if it will cost them a lot of points and confinement-no entry into the forbidden forest, no late night hours Going out activities, it is not allowed to bring any prohibited items, including but not limited to Weasley magic items..."

"Oh my god, when will the damn old bat finish? I'm almost starving to death!" Seamus stared at the empty plate in front of him, whispering.There were too many people with the same emotions as him. After so long on the train, the students were all hungry, but Snape kept talking on it.

"Professor Dumbledore never did that." Ginny said in agreement.During the years Dumbledore was the principal, he always arranged his speeches after the meal. He always smiled gently and said, "Speaking is not in a hurry."