Chapter 442 440 New Gallows

Chapter 442 440. New gallows

The platform was full of mud.

And Flint, who was controlled in the middle, had completely become a mud man.

The mud that he had always stepped on and never cared about before was running down his head and face, which made him feel extremely humiliated.

Even if they were caught in France, at the beginning, Flint and many pure bloods were not worried about their situation.

Their headmaster was not defeated, and their parents were the backbone of the British Ministry of Magic and even the Death Eaters. Abusing or killing them would not benefit Dumbledore and his men at all. The most rational move was to put them under house arrest in France, so that the British pure bloods would be cautious in the subsequent wars, so that even if the war was lost later, they could be used as conditions to make deals.

In addition, it was ironic that although the half-bloods and muck-bloods below did not understand, Dumbledore always had a high reputation in the pure blood circle.

This is a very strange phenomenon, but it is a reality, just like Lucius believed Dumbledore's promise to protect Draco more than his fellow Death Eaters.

Therefore, these pure-blood students also know that Dumbledore is not the notorious dark wizard as advertised in the Daily Prophet, but a kind-hearted old man with a saintly heart.

But now Flint has been treated like this, which has shaken him completely.

Listening to the shouts of the half-blood bastards below, his body could not move, and there was no way to wipe the mud off his face. He could only stare at Asia who was still standing on the stage with resentful eyes.

It's all this bitch!

And these bastards in the audience!

Do they really think this represents their victory and liberation?

The principal has not lost yet, and the pure-bloods have not lost yet!

Sooner or later, they will pay the price for their speeches today. The pure-bloods are too tolerant of the half-bloods. They should be squeezed like enslaving the mudbloods! Treat them all as slaves!

Only fit to be used to serve noble blood, slaves who will never be able to turn over in their lives!

Of course, the audience didn't know what Flint was thinking. If they knew, the anger of those half-blood students would be multiplied tenfold.

After such emotional venting continued for a while, it was stopped by the teachers who were maintaining order around. Then the devastated mud on the podium was cleaned up with just a cleaning spell from Lupin.

Flint looked very embarrassed, but Magg didn't show any pity on her face when she looked at him.

These students in the audience just knew what he did to Asiya, but Magg and others actually knew that no matter whether it was Flint on the stage or the pure-blood students waiting for trial, none of them deserved sympathy.

When Jon's method was first proposed, Magg and Flitwick didn't agree with it.

They felt that such an action was a bit too extreme, and it was too insulting to the dignity of pure-blood students. After all, these students were just a group of children who had not graduated from school. No matter how bad they were, they could not be as bad as their parents, right?

Jon did not say much about this at the time, but only suggested that they could first complete the individual interrogation of these pure-blood students, and then decide whether to hold a public trial for them.

Regardless of whether there was a public trial later, these pure-blood students in the Wu Ping line had to be strictly interrogated, especially some of the senior students, a large part of whom had already participated in the family's business. Each of them knew a lot of secrets about the British pure-blood high-level, which was of great value to the Wu Ping line's strategy against Britain later.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the information, the truth serum was not saved in this private interrogation. It was after this interrogation that Magg and the others were all silent and no longer had any doubts about the public trial later.

They even took the initiative to determine the minimum sentencing standards for each pure-blood who participated in the public trial, and these standards were surprisingly consistent.

After restoring order at the scene, McGonagall picked up another piece of parchment and read it coldly in front of everyone present.

"In addition to the crimes committed in Hogwarts Castle, Ganos Flint, in the absence of witnesses and evidence, we obtained the approval of the Humanitarian Review Department of the Wizarding Equality Front and used truth serum to collect evidence on him. The results are as follows."

"In 1994, in Flint's home, he killed two lives for the first time. They were slaves assigned to serve his family. One was a witch named Stacey Angell. The motive was that Flint was discovered by the victim's daughter when he was trying to rape her. He claimed that he used the blasting spell that he had not yet fully mastered in a panic, and blew up the storage room in the house. Angell and her daughter died here, and he successfully escaped. Later, he teamed up with Flint's housekeeper to kill Angell's husband at home. In order to cover up his crime, his parents announced to the public that Angell's family was executed because they tried to escape."

"In 1995, at the beginning of this year, the incident with Miss Conrad happened. He returned home once after Christmas. In order to vent his anger for not getting Miss Conrad, he released the Unforgivable Curse on the Muggle wizards in his family's magic product factory. No one was killed in this incident, but his Cruciatus Curse turned one of the Muggle wizards into a madman, and then he was expelled by the Flint family."

The scene was very quiet.

The half-bloods who were originally burning with anger for what happened to Asiya became silent at this moment.

Compared with these two incidents, should the Muggle students also feel angry?

But they turned their heads to look at the Muggle students rescued from Hogwarts Castle. Without exception, they all had numb expressions on their faces. For the two charges stated by McGonagall, which were several times more cruel than the persecution of Asiya, the Muggle students were very calm. Shouldn't this kind of treatment be like this?

But the students in the carriages under the stage couldn't be numb.

They all clenched their fists tightly, and their furious eyes seemed to be able to eat Flint on the platform alive!

This is a pure beast! A beast that does not deserve to be punished at all!

"Now, sentence Ganos Flint."

Before McGonagall finished speaking, a thunderous shout rang out from the audience.

"Hang him!!!"

Every student on the carriage stood up from their chairs indignantly, their necks turned red because of excitement, and all their voices merged into one sentence.

"He must be hanged! This damn beast does not deserve to live in the world!!!"

Even the half-bloods were infected, and they all stood up from their chairs, shouting with all their strength, demanding that Flint be hanged!

Among the people present, only the punks in the castle were still sitting.

They sat at a loss, looking around, not knowing whether they should also stand up with others and shout to hang the pure-blood master on the platform.

They were all a little confused. It was normal for others to feel angry because of the half-blood lady. After all, the lady also had noble blood. But why should they be so angry about the experience of these "mudbloods"?

Shouldn't "mudbloods" be born lowly? Isn't this what they are born to endure?

In this wave-like shouting, at McGonagall's signal, George untied the restraints on Flint's mouth.

"Do you have anything else to say for yourself? Ganos Flint."

Flint was very flustered. He didn't even know that he had been fed truth serum. He just remembered that after lunch the day before, all the purebloods were taken into a room like a nap room. Then these people asked them some questions, and then they fell asleep.

When they woke up again, it was already evening. Everyone thought it was just an ordinary nap. Some pureblood students were even complacent about it, thinking that Dumbledore would treat them well even if he took them to France.

But Flint has already sensed that something is wrong. The anger of the people off the field has been ignited. If this goes on, even if the adults don't want to kill him, these students will force him to death.

He screamed.

"No! You can't kill me! I'm still useful! All the captured pure bloods are still useful! My father is the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters of the British Ministry of Magic! My mother is a member of the Death Eaters! If you kill me, they will definitely fight you to the death! If you want to fight back to Britain, you will definitely pay a more painful price! Leave my life! It can be used as a deal! This is the best and most beneficial for you!"

He tried to explain the pros and cons, so that McGonagall and Dumbledore, who really control his life and death, would not listen to those students.

But this is a public trial.

Perhaps even now, almost no wizards in the magic world know what a public trial is.

The moment he was brought to this high platform, the only ones who could really decide his life and death were these students off the stage!

"Ganos Flint, hanged!"

McGonagall made the final judgment!

There was a tsunami-like cheer from the audience, and thunderous applause, as if they had done an amazing feat at this moment!

After hearing such a verdict, Flint's face turned completely deathly pale, his legs trembled and he collapsed to the ground, his crotch became wet at some point, and a fishy smell filled the air.

When the hanging trial was issued, there was no pause at all, no postponement of the execution time, and no private execution to avoid others. Instead, in front of everyone, on this high platform, McGonagall used Transfiguration to create a gallows!

Flitwick added ropes to the gallows.

Lupin ordered George and Fred to lift Flint off the ground together.

The cheers of all the students in the audience became louder and louder, and even the pockmarked students in the castle were involuntarily shocked by this atmosphere and stood up from their seats.

Will he really be hanged? Are they really going to hang the naturally noble purebloods?

Even Slughorn, who was sitting in the front, turned to look at Dumbledore in shock.

After hearing Flint's charges, he was not surprised by the outcome of this pure-blood student. Flint was no longer a child. He was a seventh-grade student in the castle and should have graduated this year. In other words, he actually He is over 18 years old and should have paid for everything he has done.

But what he didn't expect was that Dumbledore actually dared to speak in front of so many students. The youngest even just entered school last year and was less than 12 years old, and the oldest was just 18 years old. Most of this group of people had no idea. Adult children, let them watch their enemies being hanged!

"Isn't this too cruel for students?"

Dumbledore just looked calmly at the high platform, where George and Fred were fighting, gritting their teeth, to put a rope around Flint's neck, who had collapsed into mud.

"Look around, my old friend, do you see in the eyes of these young people the slightest bit of intolerance and pity for the man on the stage?"

Slughorn did not look, because he knew very well that if he could kill Flint with his own hands, these students would all rush to do it, which is what the Weasley twins who were hanging the noose on the stage were doing. It was the job that everyone envied the most and wanted to replace it the most. They all wanted this scumbag to die immediately!

"I know they all want to get rid of that bastard on the stage, but Albus, I don't think these students want to participate in this. It's enough to stop the blood and cruelty of this generation from us. What you and I hope for most After graduating from Hogwarts, don't these children no longer have to go to the bloody battlefield and see life and death? So why are we bringing this kind of death to the school now? It’s enough once the results come out, and the procedures can be done privately.”

"I had the same idea as you before." Dumbledore said softly, "But that night Jon came to me specifically and emphasized to me extremely seriously that if there is really going to be a public trial, then the students must be allowed to do so no matter what. Seeing this scene, the enemy was hanged by our own hands. "

"Only in this way, even if ten, twenty, thirty or even a hundred years later, the students sitting here will not forget this day when they recall this past. This will make them remember that our The battle always costs not only the blood of our own people, but also the necks of the enemy!”

"They themselves will understand, and they will educate their next generation to understand that if any injustice happens again in the future, even a streetlight on the side of the road can become a new gallows!"

I was asked to rectify the last chapter, so I will write this chapter a bit more and see if I can still publish it.