141. The phone rang…
Twelve years ago, the Ministry of Magic arrested many wizards and sent them to Azkaban, including real Death Eaters and innocent wizards.
But now there are only eleven people alive.
One Black, ten Death Eaters.
There were only a few people, but it would take a lot of time to interrogate them all.
And after what happened with Black, the Wizengamot members were finally willing to work hard.
They carefully asked about everyone's criminal history, Voldemort's instructions, news about other Death Eaters, etc., and asked about everything they could.
Even if the prisoners were unwilling to cooperate, they were unable to do so under the influence of Legilimency and Veritaserum.
It's ridiculous, but the Ministry of Magic has never interrogated these Death Eaters on a large scale before.
First of all, the Death Eaters don't know who has joined. Only Voldemort knows the full list; and most of the Death Eaters are current criminals. There is no need for the Ministry of Magic to interrogate them. Just attacking Aurors is enough to send them to Azkaban. .
Furthermore, the materials and brewing of Veritaserum are very troublesome. For this trip to Azkaban, Adair ordered a large amount of Veritaserum from Snape half a year ago. A pot of Veritaserum requires a person. It takes a month and a cost of fifty galleons to brew it through a potion master, and the potion brewed may only be enough for two or three people.
Interrogation requires specific questions and information. If you don't ask, the other party won't automatically explain.
Or the person may have used willpower to suppress the effects of the drug, making the confession unclear.
Like when Sirius Black was interrogated just now, why couldn’t the old witch ask about Peter Pettigrew?
On the one hand, it was because the old witch didn't know that Peter was the real murderer and didn't bother to ask.
On the other hand, it was Black himself who was unwilling to mention Peter, so he answered intermittently.
Since interrogation is ineffective and costly, the Ministry of Magic doesn't bother to ask questions. It simply puts people on trial before sending them to Azkaban.
The details are not important, so don’t worry about them.
As you can imagine, the results of the interrogation were very scary.
After twelve years in Azkaban, those who survived were all the elite wizards, who were also core figures among the Death Eaters. They knew countless things, and even though most of them were old information, there were still 30 Secret information that the Ministry of Magic never knew.
In addition to the blood-stained evil deeds, there is also the dark history of each family. At that time, nearly one-third of the staff of the Ministry of Magic had connections with Death Eaters.
Some had to cooperate because they were related by blood, or their family members were threatened, or were controlled by the Imperius Curse; but there were also people who actively assisted the Death Eaters, just to keep themselves alive.
The Ministry of Magic is a complete sieve, full of loopholes.
Even the Wizengamot members present were named.
But they were all threatened, so others didn't make things difficult for them, and the matter was over.
Just after going through this, everyone's faces were very ugly, and with the Dementors gathering around all the time, the atmosphere was even worse.
The only good news is that the identity of the traitor has been found out. The person who betrayed the Potter family is indeed Peter Pettigrew.
Not only did he voluntarily surrender to Voldemort, but he also revealed a lot of information about the Order of the Phoenix. He even said that he had no intention of joining the Order in the first place and was only forced to join by James and Sirius.
It's really disgusting. The more I look at it, the more uncomfortable I feel. If it doesn't work, I'll leave first.
No wonder Dumbledore wanted to establish an additional Order of the Phoenix. The Ministry of Magic couldn't do it.
Anchor, you have heard what they did, and if you are not willing to take action, they deserve to die.
The number of people in the live broadcast room decreased again. It was not interesting at all to listen to the Death Eaters' arrogant accounts of their crimes, especially when most of the people who died were ordinary people rather than wizards. This made the viewers who were also ordinary people even more disgusted and angry.
Faced with this situation, they either closed the window directly or posted a barrage to vent their anger.
There were more and more extreme barrages. Elaine sighed deeply and had to reiterate her position.
She doesn't want to, and won't torture these people - please, there are people around, if you really want me to cast the Cruciatus Curse in front of Dumbledore and a large number of Wizengamot members, can you worry about my image?
She wouldn't even kill someone herself - the Dementors are right next to her. If she wants to kill people, wouldn't it be better to use the Dementor's Kiss? Why does she have to do it herself? They are all dead anyway, so what's wrong with letting the Dementors do it?
Why does she have to bear the mental pressure of killing for a few scumbags?
What, how can there be any pressure from murdering scum? What did Hermione say?
Don’t assume that just because you only have a spoonful of emotions, everyone else is the same as you
Ha, you said killing is a kind of growth. Not killing means cowardice.
Damn it, should the country include murder in the compulsory education curriculum?
The interrogation was in full swing over there, and the quarrel between Elaine and Danmu was fierce.
But in this weird atmosphere, magical music suddenly came out.
The slightly faster speed and strong rhythm make people want to shake their bodies along with it.
"ギリギリ爱キリキリ Dance"
All members of the Wizengamot looked at Elaine subconsciously. Elaine looked confused. She swore on Hermione that she had done nothing.
She couldn't sing this song even if she wanted to. Speaking of which, she didn't even know what the hell this song was.
But the dementors don't care about this. They hate this kind of music that sounds exciting.
The nearby dementors pounced on Elaine.
The patron saints of most members have become much darker due to mood problems. They are not jumping around as energetically as they were at the beginning. Instead, they stop on the wizard's shoulders and wait quietly.
But only Dumbledore's Phoenix Patronus was flying and hovering above everyone as usual, and it even became bigger.
Dumbledore used more magic to protect the others, a very strenuous act in theory, but the old headmaster remained as graceful and calm as he had been a few hours ago.
It was also the Phoenix Patron Saint who protected Elaine immediately, but the crazed dementors continued to pounce on her.
Elaine quickly started to find the source of the music. She dug around with her hands for a long time and finally found a rectangular hard thing from her robe.
It was a Xiaomi Mi 5 that was constantly glowing, vibrating and singing.
The screen shows a message.
""
It’s strange that there were Xiaomi phones in the UK in 1992
She had traveled through her soul and didn't bring her mobile phone at all. She knew it was Adair's fault.
I promised not to use magic in front of others.
I knew he was making excuses
Elaine didn't want to unlock her phone at all, so she subconsciously pressed the power button and volume button.
Of course it was useless, Xiaomi stubbornly continued to sing, and kept repeating this magical melody without unlocking it.
"ギリギリ爱キリキリ Dance"
""
Okay, I'll just unlock it
Resisting the urge to smash her phone on the ground, Elaine slid away the screen, and her phone immediately jumped to the WeChat screen.
The message from Adair only contained two sentences and two emoticons.
The first is the very magical ギリギリ love emoticon.
Yes, that's the picture of a bean man jumping around quickly with a fluorescent stick in his hand, shining with colorful lights.
"With the exception of Sirius Black, no other Death Eater will make it out of prison alive."
"If you forget, the music will remind you."
Then came another emoticon, but this time it wasn't a bean man.
Instead, there were three dementors, holding up their rotten and ugly withered hands, twisting back and forth from side to side.
....... Damn you retarded.