My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Dumbledore and Nelson's eyes met in the air, and then separated quickly. Nelson didn't know if Dumbledore saw him, because Dumbledore didn't wear glasses at this moment, but chose to put his twinkling eyes, which seemed to be able to The piercing blue eyes were revealed.

Nelson rubbed his eyes, and suddenly found that the high-back chairs in the center and the jury box on the first floor were suddenly full of people.

The silver-robed old wizard who made everyone quiet came to the seat in the center and at the top of the Wizengamot, facing Dumbledore. The robes became one piece, becoming the only bright light source in the courtroom at dusk.

After a while, he raised his head, like an old lion who is not angry.

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, is it me?" Under the blessing of the spell, his voice echoed throughout the forest.

The clerk beside him trotted to the jury box. Nelson took a closer look and saw that it was Albus' younger brother Aberforth Dumbledore. After a while he trotted back and whispered something to the old wizard.

He nodded, picked up the gavel at hand, and tapped it lightly, the clear sound echoed in the venue.

"Albus Dumbledore, this is Ernest Shafik, presiding judge in your murder of Muggle Alex Cabusta, are you ready for trial?"

"I'm ready." Dumbledore stood straight in front of the lecture table. His voice was not amplified by magic, but it was enough to reach the ears of any audience because of the unique architectural structure and the silent environment in the auditorium. side, as if he had come not to be judged, but to speak.

"Very well," Judge Shafik rapped his gavel. "I announce that the Wizengamot trial of Albus Dumbledore for Muggle murder has begun."

Dumbledore nodded expressionlessly, only the messy beard on his chin could vaguely see a trace of his gauntness.

"Albus Dumbledore, do you need legal aid?"

"I do not need."

"Okay, first of all, is it true that you surrendered yourself to the British Ministry of Magic about killing the Muggle Alex Cabusta on September 11th?"

"true."

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Silence!" Judge Shafik rapped the gavel, and the whole meeting hall fell silent again. He then asked, "Is there any coercion, temptation or Imperius Curse?"

"It doesn't exist," Dumbledore shook his head. "I killed that Muggle myself. You can send a commissioner to check my wand with a flashback spell. It has a record of using the Killing Curse recently."

The noise in the auditorium was even louder. The lady next to Nelson opened her mouth wide regardless of her image. Everyone was shocked by the truth that Dumbledore confessed. It is hard for people to imagine the famous, benevolent, and great Dumbledore. He would kill Muggles.

"Adjourn!" Judge Shafik rapped his gavel again, then hurriedly left his seat and followed his assistant to check his wand.

The audience was noisy again, this time the noise intensified, and even turned into an abnormal farce, and even the agitated audience took out their wands and shot at Dumbledore, but they were all blocked by the barrier of the trial seat. Ineffective, some people even brought stones, tomatoes, and rotten eggs, and threw them at the judgment seat. The Aurors who maintained order had to surround themselves with the Iron Armor Curse, but insulting words, vicious curses and even anger could not be blocked by those protective curses anyway. In just an instant, Dumbledore almost fell into a A situation where the world is hostile.

"Why do they love Muggles so much all of a sudden?" Tom smiled self-deprecatingly, and whispered in Nelson's ear, "I've never seen them die for a Muggle before."

"They're just venting. If Dumbledore didn't stand there, of course they wouldn't dare to do that." Nelson shook his head, "But as long as they have enough numbers, and stand on the moral high ground, standing in a more powerful position, they He even dared to insult Merlin."

"The clowns are just cuddling together." Tom snorted.

"Just because it was a Muggle who died this time," Nelson also laughed. "If it was a magical animal, such as a hippogriff, such as a Bowtruckle, they would also stand on the moral high ground Those who criticize the murderer in the world—even some people don’t have any attitude, let alone any position or attitude, they just hear the people around them criticizing, so they criticize accordingly, and the people around them praise, they follow suit.”

"Yeah." Tom nodded thoughtfully. "They really make me sick."

"Besides, they may not have such a chance in their lifetime to pull someone like Dumbledore into the water." He nodded again, "Although I don't have the ability to climb out of the stinky ditch, I still have the ability to spit twice into the sky. "

Tom didn't lower his voice here, these words were understood by the surrounding audience. When Tom raised his head, he found that these people only dared to glare at him, and refused to communicate at all. Stupid, Tom nodded again, he felt more and more that most of these ordinary wizards were just paper tigers, even he could easily manipulate their thoughts and play with their behavior.

"They make me sick," he repeated, then looked around and pursed his lips again triumphantly.

After a while, Judge Shafik returned to the main seat, heaved a long sigh, shook his head, and said slowly after maintaining the order: "The flashback spell test on the wand has been completed, and the killing curse was cast recently. State your case yourself."

"Okay." Dumbledore raised his free hands, adjusted his neckline in a manacled posture, and then said, "On September 2, I will return to London to deal with some private matters, and the next day Met that Muggle."

"On September 3rd, I killed him in a pub called 'Troca's Pub' in the West End of London. This was a completely subjective and deliberate decision on my part," Dumbledore shook his head. A few days ago, the German Muggle regime launched a war against Poland. In a very short period of time, the Polish Muggle regime lost their homeland, and the Muggle I killed was out of a kind of desire on the day he heard the news. The most inconceivable reason, that he was a patriot who wanted to avenge the Germans for his country - and then killed another Muggle in an extremely cruel way, and that Muggle was killed simply because he was Germans, that's why they were killed in the streets."

"What's even more frightening is that there is no repentance in his heart. He himself is a heinous person who has committed many evil deeds, but at least he will repent and reflect on the things he stole many years ago when facing the gods he believes in. but he has nothing but numbness in his heart. Killing an innocent passer-by feels no guilt at all, even if he doesn't know whether he is pointing at a saint or an evil spirit, as long as he is The Germans are fine."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, the audience fell into a long silence, and the audience was afraid that there were still such unimaginable people in the world.

"So when I learned about all this, I killed him." Dumbledore nodded and said, "I really can't bear such a person to live in the world, and it may even be because of the negligence of the Muggle police and the Muggle law. I let him go unpunished because of his kindness, so I ended him."

The audience sat quietly in place, and some even applauded Dumbledore's behavior.

"I was perfectly capable of killing him silently, or hiding his body after I had killed him on the spur of the moment, but I didn't, and I didn't think I had the power to judge a man and carry out his sentence, so I did. After all this, he chooses to surrender himself." He suddenly raised his head, looked towards the platform to the south, and said loudly, "I want you to understand that even Albus Dumbledore would make such and such mistakes, and these mistakes may It's serious, but no matter what, people can't completely control themselves and control their emotions."

"Surrender is my choice. I am willing to bear the bitter fruit of my mistakes instead of secretly swallowing it." His eyes seemed to light up, and he said loudly, "I only hope that you, innocent people, especially in such a special During this period, we must face ourselves more squarely, the world is just!"

"Never punish yourself with someone else's mistakes!"

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore!" Judge Shafik called out Dumbledore's full name in a displeased tone, knocked on the gavel vigorously, and asked, "Did your last statement have anything to do with the case?"

"It does matter." Dumbledore stood straight in front of the speech table, and the noise in the auditorium became louder.

"Silence! Silence!" Judge Shafik kept knocking on the gavel and shouted, "Then read the Wizengamot's sentence:"

"Let's go, it's boring." Nelson stood up, making the people blocked behind him unhappy, "I don't want to watch it."

"Ah?" Tom raised his head and followed him out of the venue, the voice of Judge Shafik's sentence sounded behind him.

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, bearer of the Order of Merlin's second class badge..."

"What's the matter, Gnar?" Tom asked, following up.

"Nothing," Nelson pouted, "I feel that the Wizengamot's sentence is really boring."

"...The act of killing...Illegal...The Unforgivable Curse...The impact is bad..."

"Indeed," Tom nodded, and looked towards the edge of the forest ahead, "Do you think that person looks like a senior?"

"...withdraw the badge...stop teaching...until you admit it..."

This is not a standard court trial process, and it has been simplified a lot. I believe this law test may fail (but those who take the law test should be familiar with it). The judge is also an important role.

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