《HP The Birth Of Darkness》Judgement
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As I listened to the minister to begin the trial, two men approached me, each on a different side.
They started to touch the chair with their wands, then the chair twisted, and as if it were handcuffing it caught my hands and feet.
After this happened, a wizard from the plum robes group raised his voice and said.
"By Merlin's beard, which you think you're doing Fawley, he's just a boy, not an Azkaban criminal"
"Are you afraid that a child under the age of 5 will cast a murderous curse on you, Ah? Oh sure without a wand too "
As Minister Fawley frowned, murmurs were heard among those present in the room.
Then the minister said something annoying "I remind you Tiberius that the rules clearly indicate how to treat the accused of serious crimes, it is not something that I am inventing myself"
At the murmurs in the room, Minister Fawley hit his desk hard with the skull.
"SILENCE!"
"Let's start the judgment"
"Mr. Bob Ogden will then speak, explaining the events of the case in question"
Then I heard someone walk behind me and I see Bob stand next to me and start talking.
"Yesterday, January 14, 1926, before midnight, we received a reading on the use of magic in Little Whinging. After review, we discovered that there is no wizard registered in that area of the city, so we decided to send a team of the Magical Law Enforcement Brigade to review what had happened in that place. "
"After the team, I sent to the scene delivered the first report, I was surprised by what I heard."
"They had found the body of an old Muggle man who had apparently been killed with a spell that made his eyes explode"
When Bob said this, many murmurs began to be heard in the room again, it seems that people were a little shocked by the way the old man died.
Faced with this situation, Minister Fawley again asked for silence in the room while knocking hard on his desk.
"Keep talking Bob" said Minister Fawley
"After I informed him of what we had found, we dispatched all available personnel at that time to find the culprit for such a horrible crime."
"To our surprise, as we questioned the neighbors to see if anyone had seen something, an old woman told us that she had got up after hearing a terrible scream and many cries. She claimed to have seen a little boy with blond hair running in the dark. , apparently running away from the place. "
"After hearing this, we sent some wizards to search around them to find the boy who claimed to have seen the old woman"
"wizardRufus found a minor that fit the description and apparently was also a wizard, therefore he brought him to the crime scene while waiting for the rest of the group"
"Upon arrival, I recognized the boy, I had seen him a week ago when I went to the Gaunts' house to arrest them, apparently he belongs to that family, Mr. Minister"
After listening to Bob's account, the plum-robed wizards seemed to be talking to each other, arguing who knows what, it seems that they are the ones who will decide my judgment.
After a time of whispering among themselves, they fell silent.
Then Minister Fawley spoke again and said
"Child, introduce yourself, and tell me if you have anything to say about the previous events."
"Greetings, Minister, and to the other wizards present in the room. As you have indeed heard from Mr. Bob, I belong to the Gaunt family and my name is Alexander, Alexander Gaunt"
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"I hope you will forgive my lack of manners by not bowing but circumstances do not allow it," I say with a smile as I wave my hands and feet.
"I just want to say that I still do not understand the reasoning of Mr. Rufus and Mr. Bob to bring me to this trial, I acknowledge that I was close to the scene but that does not mean that they can treat me like a criminal."
I could see quite a few faces impressed by what I just said among the members of the wizengamot.
"It seems Bob was not lying when he said that you are quite intelligent, Mr. Gaunt," said Minister Fawley.
"For security reasons, we must ensure that the person we are judging is who he claims to be, therefore for this trial we brought Mr. Marvolo Gaunt who will testify about the provenance of the child here."
As Minister Fawley spoke, a hole formed from the ground, and a sort of cage surrounded by blades emerged were my grandfather Marvolo was.
I have to confess that it seems even uglier, it seems that the confinement did not help him much.
"Mr. Marvolo, today he was brought to this trial to testify about the origins of the young man behind him, who is said to be a Gaunt," said Minister Fawley.
Hearing this, my grandfather turned and looked at me, then while laughing he said: "Of course he is a Gaunt, and one of the best besides, my grandson Alexander will be a great wizard, remember my words ..."
As I listened to my grandfather speak, he almost seemed to hear a madman delirious, something a little annoying I must confess.
Minister Fawley seems to think so, as he quickly orders my grandfather to be removed from the room, and the cage quickly descended through the hole until it closed again.
Then Minister Fawley said "since the identity of the suspect is verified, that the next witness passes, the Muggle lady who claimed to see the young man flee the crime scene.
Then I could see an old woman with big glasses walking with a cane very slowly, I would not be surprised that if she fell it would probably be the last blow she would receive in her life.
As I slowly approached a chair that had been placed next to me, I could notice a lot of nervousness on her wrinkled face.
When she sat down, Minister Fawley said softly, "Madam [Insert a name to your liking] please remember and tell us what you saw last night."
"Yes sir," replied the old woman.
"I remember that while I was sleeping in my bed on the second floor, I heard a loud scream and then something that seemed like wailing or whining, this caused me a lot of fear, I thought maybe someone had been run over."
"Then I quickly approached my bedroom window and the first thing that caught my eye was a shadow that ran through the darkness, due to the size I can say it was a child."
"I also remember the color of her hair, a very bright blonde."
After hearing that, Minister Fawley said, "Madam [Insert name to your liking] Could you tell if that shadow you saw is the young man sitting next to you?
The old woman looked at me carefully and after a while said "it could be him, yes"
At this statement, there was much murmuring in the room.
After hearing this, all I could think about was that this is really stupid.
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What kind of testimony is this, besides how can you claim that it was me?
It seems I have to talk or else this will end badly.
"Madam [Insert a name to your liking] can you tell me how old are you?"
It seems that the question did not like the old woman because she pouted, but answered quietly, almost a whisper "90 years"
"I can see that you have some normal problems of old age, tell me, is your cane for pleasure or do you need it to walk?"
"I need the cane to walk because my legs have lost strength over the years young man" replied the old woman.
"Tell me then, madam, are your glasses necessary for you to see normally or are they only for activities such as reading or just for beauty? Alexander asked.
"I need glasses to see because you ask me these questions, don't you want to know the color of my underwear now, young man?" said the old woman.
Faced with the laughter of some of the wizards present, Minister Fawley said, "Young Gaunt, if you have nothing useful to say, it would be better to let us continue the judgment."
So I replied, "don't worry minister, I was just thinking about how an older woman, 90 years old to be more precise, could run quickly without the help of her cane to her bedroom window in the middle of the night and also without her glasses and was able to distinguish a shadow in the darkness of the street in addition to affirming that it was a child who was fleeing the place ".
Furthermore, not being this enough, she dares to affirm that the supposed person she saw is me, as if she had seen my face, and this under the only sure clue if it can be called that way, that the person she says Having seen had blond hair, I didn't know that having blond hair made you a criminal. "
After Alexander intervened, he looked at the wizards of the wizengamot.
There was a deadly silence in that room if they were surprised by the way Alexander spoke before, they were now completely stunned by what you just heard.
We can't blame them either, if a child who looks younger than 5 talks to you better than a young adult in their 20s, you would surely think you're hallucinating or that your grandson did something with your drink.
After a time, Minister Fawley spoke again while appearing to ignore what Alexander had just said, "Let's get on with the trial, let Mr. Rufus pass and tell us how he found Mr. Gaunt."
Rufus approached me and began to tell me how was his meeting with me and his deductions, although clearly, he was not as shameless as when he spoke with me.
After Rufus finishes speaking I begin to realize some things that I am not liking.
"This trial is quite strange, they ignore the situation that they never found what I stole, nor do they talk about the wand, much less the situation in which a child under 5 performs magic and can murder. A person"
While I was thinking about these things, something of concern began to annoy me in this situation.
So I decide to intervene directly on this "Mr. Minister Fawley And Wizards of the Wizengamot, I have to confess that this trial seems totally unnecessary and an insult to the dignity of the Gaunt family"
"The only things I've heard in this trial are assumptions and delusions from some people, so far they haven't said a single solid piece of evidence linking me to Muggle deaths."
"Where is the alleged wand with which they say I murdered the old Muggle"
"Where is the supposed money that they say I stole"
"Why don't you explain to the court how it is possible for a 3-year-old to have access to a wand and also to perform magic that no one in this court seems to know and can murder a person?"
"I don't think the wise and respected wizards of the Wizengamot condemn me just because I have blonde hair like an old Muggle woman who saw at the scene of the crime says."
As I speak, I can see how some wizard faces that belong to the wizengamot are making some annoying faces.
I don't know if this is what I am talking about or something I am not understanding.
When I finish speaking I can see that all the wizards present begin to argue about what I am talking about, it seems that there are many who agree with what I am saying.
I am struck by the face that Minister Fawley made looks quite thoughtful as he looks at me
While the wizards deliberate on what just happened, I heard a woman's voice whispering to me.
"Boy I can't help you much more"
While looking for the person who was speaking to me, I saw the face of Griselda sitting among the Wizengamot wizards.
After a while, everyone fell silent.
Then Minister Fawley spoke.
"After having listened to everyone and taking into account the gravity of the facts and also the age of the criminal, this court considers it appropriate to send the young Alexander Gaunt to Azkaban Until he reaches the age of 11 to be sent to the school of magic and sorcery Hogwarts. "
"We will start the vote"
"Those who are against the sentence raise your hands"
A young woman standing near the Minister while taking note of everything listed the people who raised their hands and said out loud.
10
3
5
3
3
"For a total of 24 votes, Mr. Minister."
Then a riot formed in the room, many people were talking about the vote, while watching the scene I could not help thinking that this did not seem very good to me, I do not know how many the votes are in total but from the reaction, it seems as if I was finished to condemn.
Then Minister Fawley yelled "SILENCE !!" While hitting his desk hard with the skull.
"Those who vote if they raise their hands"
Then the young woman again counted out loud and said
21
4
"For a total of 25 votes, Mr. Minister."
"It seems that my vote will not be necessary then" said Minister Fawley
"Transfer young Gaunt to the crossing point while preparing his transfer to Azkaban"
Then two men quickly approached me and made the restraints on my chair come loose, then grab me and handcuff my hands as they led me somewhere.
As we were leaving the room I could see some people who looked like journalists, with big cameras and things that looked like microphones.
Then bright flashes came out of the cameras as they asked many questions.
When we reached a door very close to the place, the men entered a cell and locked me up.
Still a bit stunned and upset by what had just happened.
Alexander began to think about why the court was so ridiculous with his sentence.
"Surely there must be political implications in that stupid court, what kind of stupid corruption is this, totally impartial and scary."
Alexander was totally angry when he understood that he would be locked up in a prison for almost 10 years and the worst thing is that he did not know exactly what the real reasons were for which he was convicted.
"I hope I can survive so I can be a free man again," Alexander said with a sigh.
So he decided to sit on a chair in the room while trying to calm down.
After a while Alexander said "this is stupid" while sighing
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