This Hogwarts is not normal

There will be no judge at this hearing.

"Accused, are you willing to admit that you opened the secret room on October 10th and November 30th, and attacked—"

"I didn't!" Lockhart was so excited that he wanted to stand up, but the chains tightened his grip.

"Everything has nothing to do with me, I just happened to be unlucky."

Ogden was silent for a moment, "The accused, you mean you are just an accomplice?"

"I'm not an accomplice, I'm a victim!"

The fact is indeed the case.

But looking at the calm state of Fudge's face, it seems that such a thing has long been expected to happen.

"The accused—" Burns on his right stood up slowly,

"There is a witness in court who can prove that you are not a victim. Would you like to hear his testimony?"

Lockhart looked past Snape and Dumbledore to rest on Vincent's suddenly realized face.

"Accused person, please answer my question directly."

He withdrew his gaze unnaturally, "Commissioner Burns, I am innocent."

"Please answer my question directly." Burns' tone was a little cold, "Your performance in court will affect the final trial.

If you keep avoiding questions, please understand that we may think badly of you. "

"Let the witness tell." Lockhart stared at Vincent fiercely,

"I won't feel guilty and afraid, because those are all fake!"

Vincent wondered.

He came to prove the diary and the basilisk, not to prove innocence.

"Witnesses are invited to speak."

Dumbledore stood up slowly, smiling at Lockhart's incredulous gaze.

"His testimony is absolutely valid." Burns looked around the courtroom, "I don't think anyone thinks he will perjure himself, right?"

Defeating Grindelwald and forming the Order of the Phoenix to resist the Death Eaters, such positive characters are untrustworthy, and all wizards in the wizarding world are all untrustworthy.

"First of all—" Dumbledore met Lockhart's anxious gaze,

"I need to explain why I invited Jade - the accused - to teach at Hogwarts.

I believe that members of the committee know that I know many wizards, and I happen to know two wizards who were harmed by the accused. "

Lockhart looked flustered, not daring to meet those blue eyes.

"They were given a particularly powerful forgetting spell, forgetting how they dealt with the werewolf and Wanlun female ghost."

Dumbledore shook his head regretfully, "Of course I didn't know who did it at first, until this year's ceremony of the Order of Merlin."

Every wizard has a different magical aura.

Although a powerful wizard can hide, everyone, including Lucius and others, knows that he can still see through at a glance.

"No—I didn't do it—" Lockhart argued frantically:

"Someone must be framing me, it must be!"

Ogden raised a wand aloft,

"Accused, do you admit that it is yours?"

Nine inches, cherry wood, Dragon's Heart Nerve.

Coupled with the expensive appearance, it is useless for Lockhart to deny it.

"While investigating with pre-flashback spells, we found not only some sinister black magic, but also numerous Oblivion spells."

The flashback spell can make the wand flash back to the previous magic, and the flashback spell can keep flashing back.

There's no excuse for the Oblivion Charm, but it's true that he didn't use those dark magics.

Especially the one that can absorb life force.

Once he admits it, he is afraid that he will sit through the prison of Azkaban.

"I admit that I used the Oblivion Curse on those two wizards, and I also admit that I appropriated their great contribution to the wizarding world—"

Lockhart's pale face became more and more red, "Those magics, those evil black magics, were all performed by Tom Riddle!"

Although they had already made psychological preparations, many people still gasped in the court.

There are not a few people who know Voldemort's real name, and all 40 committee members know it.

Fudge motioned Burns to sit down, "The accused, how do you explain this evidence?"

In his hand was a black diary that was almost split in half.

"It—it just popped up in my pocket."

"Really? Then do you know who put it in?"

"I—I—" Lockhart faltered for a long time.

"Looks like I don't know." Fudge looked down at the witness stand with a smile on his face,

"We just happen to have a witness who can attest to its origin."

Vincent knew it was time to put on the mask called hypocrisy.

Since he was determined to make Lockhart a scapegoat, no matter what he said, it was useless.

"I believe I don't need an introduction." Fudge signaled Vincent to get up,

"He's a newcomer to our wizarding world and the sole nominee for next year's Wizengamot British Youth Representative."

In fact, there is no need to hint, Vincent knows what to say.

"Witness, please tell the truth where you found this black magic item."

He glanced at Lockhart first, "In the early morning of September 9, I wanted to ask the accused person some questions about Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"This is a clear violation of school rules! His testimony is not credible!"

Without Fudge opening his mouth, the rest of the committee members all looked over coldly.

Still wanting to say something, Lockhart obediently kept his mouth shut.

Continuing to interrupt the speech will only deepen the court's ill feeling.

"Witness, please continue."

The sympathy in Vincent's eyes was fading little by little.

Lockhart was a complete perpetrator before he became a victim.

Drop pebbles like the masses?

Tell the truth about Voldemort?

There was no justice in the hearings under Fudge, only hypocrisy covering up brutal facts.

"I knocked on the door many times, but I haven't heard any movement in the office."

Vincent's gaze became indifferent, "I finally went in and saw the accused person lying on the bed and asleep."

Fudge nodded slightly, "Witness, we will not pursue your violation of school rules, please tell us how you discovered the evidence."

"Okay." His voice also became indifferent, "I didn't open the drawer on purpose, I just noticed something unusual."

"Because of what?"

"I'm a born master of Occlumency, always having all sorts of weird good luck."

"What's in the drawer?"

"Some small ornaments, and a diary that is the same as the evidence."

Without Fudge's persuasive guidance, Vincent knew where the hearing would go.

"Is there something in it?"

"No, there are only faint traces of black magic."

"Is there a signature?"

"The paper is all blank, including the cover."

Tom didn't want to be discovered by Vincent, who he couldn't influence, and Lockhart couldn't prove that the diary didn't belong to him.

But as long as it is proved that the Tom Riddle in the diary is the real Tom Riddle, the allegations about the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk can be completely reversed.

Unfortunately, this is not possible.

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