Chapter 443 Chapter 441 Who to Judge?

Chapter 443 441. Who to judge?

Slughorn fell silent after hearing what Dumbledore said.

He looked at the carriage students around him, whose faces were red and who were shaking their fists in anger, and the half-blood students in the castle who were only now daring enough to vent their anger, and then looked at the Muggles who stood up with the others in the corner, looking up at the gallows with fear in their eyes and some emotions that seemed to be ignited.

He understood what Jon said to Dumbledore, just as Dumbledore understood what Jon wanted to express at that time.

What they have to do at this time is not only to break the oppression of blood, but also to pull down the high-ranking people, let their faces stick to the soil, and feel the power of those they call mudbloods.

They also have to deeply imprint the concept of resisting oppression in the minds of every student.

In the past, Hogwarts or any other magic school in Europe only taught students magic knowledge, but now they have to learn something different.

While Dumbledore and Slughorn were talking, George and Fred had already put the strong rope around Flint's neck!

At this time, the young master of the pure-blood family who was usually pampered was completely scared.

He never thought that he would really die here, and never thought that Dumbledore would actually dare to kill him!

But now he had no time to believe it or not, because he had been dragged to the scaffold on the high platform, and his neck was completely tightened at this time!

Hogwarts did not prepare a black cloth for him, which was used to reduce the fear of death row prisoners, which violated their original intention of executing Flint.

After everything was ready, the executioner's job was not done by the Weasley brothers, but by Flitwick, who waved his wand indifferently, and then the top wooden board of the scaffold that originally supported Flint's body was suddenly emptied!

Flint was hanged in public.

Amidst loud cheers and celebrations, he became the first pure-blood wizard to be publicly tried and hanged in this war to overthrow oppression!

Looking at the dead body still dangling on the gallows on the high platform, the pure-blood students who were controlled and waiting for trial were full of fear!

Flint was a villain, yes. Even among many pure-bloods, the crimes he committed were despised by most pure-blood families.

But even if the remaining people were not as heinous as Flint, they were still 70 steps ahead and 100 steps ahead. No one's bottom was clean, otherwise they would not be arranged to be in this public trial.

Soon, Flint's body was dragged down, but the gallows on the high platform was not removed, but was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

Just when the pure-bloods waiting for trial were trembling and the students who participated in the first public trial in the history of the magic world were excited.

The second prisoner brought up was not a pure-blood.

It was a boy who looked about 17 or 18 years old, wearing a linen robe and looking panic-stricken!

The students on the carriage might not recognize this man's identity, but the half-bloods and Muggles in the castle knew that only one kind of people in Hogwarts Castle would dress like this.

That is the Muggles who are only allowed to live in the basement, and can only work for high-blood slaves for their whole lives!

Isn't this a trial against pure-bloods? Isn't it a carnival of revenge for the Muggles? Why would they suppress the Muggles who were also rescued from Hogwarts Castle?

Except for a few like Cedric who saw that the Muggle student's round face was different from others, and his hands that obviously had not done much rough work noticed the key to the matter, most of the other half-blood students were puzzled.

And those Muggle students were all shocked to see the wizard who was brought to the platform. Of course, they all knew who this man was.

Mag's voice rang out in the square.

"Pape Henderson, a seventh-year student at the Hogwarts Castle Muggle Academy, and also a male prefect, is that right or not?"

Henderson's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and he was trembling and dragged by George and Fred to stand up.

"Yes, I am innocent, I was enslaved. I was forced."

He answered in a low voice, and the students sitting in the back could only see him open his mouth and then say something unknown.

Fred put his wand against Henderson's throat and used the amplification spell.

"Answer again, are you Pape Henderson?" Mag asked again.

"Yes, I am"

Now his voice, which couldn't be stopped with tears, could finally be heard by everyone.

But at this time, the students in the carriage also showed doubts. They didn't understand why the one who continued to be tried was a Muggle student, an object of enslavement and oppression.

After confirming Henderson's identity, Magg did not look at him again, but turned to look at the corner of the audience below, where the rescued punk students from the castle were.

"Rene Riley."

She said a name, and then under the gaze of everyone present, a boy who looked about the same age as Jon stood up from his seat tremblingly.

"I, I'm here, ma'am."

He was so nervous that he didn't know what to shout, but Magg obviously didn't care about it. The other wizards in the audience didn't care either. Instead, they stared at him and didn't understand why he was called.

"Come up, Mr. Riley."

Her voice was still so serious, but it was obviously less indifferent than before.

The boy named Riley seemed to have sensed this. He left his seat timidly and walked to the platform in front of everyone present.

"Do you know this Mr. Henderson?"

McGreg's voice spread throughout the square, and everyone else in the square was watching this scene.

Riley just raised his head and glanced at Henderson, then lowered his head in fear again.

Henderson had become like a lost soul at this time, with his eyes dull.

"Recognize, recognize."

"Then turn around now, Mr. Riley, face everyone present, and tell everyone what Mr. Henderson did to you when you first entered Hogwarts Castle."

Riley was like a timid hamster under the spotlight, with a timid expression on his face and his left hand hidden behind his back. Even if he turned around and looked at everyone in the audience as McGonagall said, his head was still lowered.

"No, no, he didn't do it."

"To be honest, Mr. Riley, every word said by everyone on this high platform will be recorded." McGonagall said solemnly, "A lie for a moment cannot be left unexposed forever."

Riley seemed to be about to cry, he didn't dare to say it out loud, and he didn't dare to go against McGonagall's words, so under the gaze of countless eyes, he finally spoke again.

(Force majeure)

He cried, and the sound of crying interrupted his story, but no one urged him.

It was not until more than a minute later that McGonagall spoke in a deep voice.

"Then what?"

"Then, then Administrator Dolohov hung me in his office, stripped me naked, and whipped my back with a whip."

"Was your hand still broken at the time?"

"Yes, yes."

"After you endured Dolohov's punishment?"

"Henderson Henderson was also insulted, he was very angry. Then he started to beat me, he kicked my head with his foot, scolded me, stepped on my broken arm, he said it was because of me, the purebloods scolded him."

"Is the back of your arm healed?" Mag took a deep breath before asking.

"Arm. Arm will never heal again." He was crying, but it was obvious that he was enduring, enduring not to let his crying voice burst out.

The people in the audience were silent, and the punks who were rescued from the castle all bowed their heads. They also heard Riley's story, and even many people knew about these things. No one knew what kind of expression they had on their faces now.

For a while, there was only Riley's suppressed sobbing in the square.

"Anything else?" Mag continued to ask.

Riley sniffed, he seemed to be a bit desperate, all the previous words had been said, and the result would be the same whether he said it or not.

"And the year before last, after the lower grade students were rescued from the castle, all the mud and punks who stayed behind were punished, Henderson was very angry, very angry, because Administrator Dolohov was gone, he was his backer, he was the one who promoted him. He started to beat me, and also beat Crook, Doggie, Heath, but he beat me the hardest, and then he kicked me in the lower body! I fainted from the pain, and when I woke up, there was nothing down there! Henderson didn't dare to send me to the school hospital to report to others, and was afraid that I would bleed to death, so he used a magic to help me stop the bleeding, but, but I am no longer a complete person! Woo woo woo"

It seemed that he finally couldn't hold it back, his emotions completely collapsed, and he cried out loud!

Riley collapsed on the ground. The only sounds in the square were his crying and a few inconspicuous sobs from the corner.

Compared to what happened to Asiya and the adult hempseeds who were killed and read from the parchment, the miserable situation of the people around them reminded them of their own experiences.

Riley was a typical representative, but not the only victim!

At this time, most of the hempseeds lowered their heads. Even if they felt sad and had pain in their hearts, they dared not express it openly.

As the presiding judge, Magg looked at Riley who was crying and holding his head, and at the hempseeds who had to hide their sadness even now, she couldn't read the rest of the words on the parchment.

So the rest of the procedure was taken over by Flitwick. Magg took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped it. Even though she had read all these things many times, she still couldn't help but shed tears.

"Is there another girl named Mayawati Anderson who entered school with you in the same year?"

Riley's face was covered with snot and tears. He gasped and answered in a fuzzy voice.

"Yes"

"Why did she disappear later?"

Riley's eyes suddenly showed an extremely fearful look. He trembled and collapsed on the ground, covering his face and crying again. It seemed that he could not answer Flitwick's question no matter what.

Flitwick knew the fate of this girl. He clenched the hand holding the parchment tightly, gritted his teeth and called out to the Mock student again.

"Krummy Scheppert, you answer! You don't have to go on stage, just stay in your position and say loudly, what happened to Miss Anderson!"

The girl whose name was called turned extremely pale and stood up from her position with a trembling body.

"She, she was sick at the time, very sick."

"Did she die of illness?"

"That's what the professors above said."

"But what's really going on?"

"The real situation." Her lips trembled, as if she didn't dare or didn't know how to speak.

"Tell everyone, tell everyone, what happened to your classmate?" Flitwick asked in a very serious tone, raising his voice.

"She, she was very sick! But at that time, the new administrator who replaced Mr. Dolohov was going to send her to the infirmary! But, but Henderson, he said, Mudblood Life is worthless, Professor Carlo. There is a shortage of teaching materials there!”

She almost summoned up all her courage to shout these words out loud and closed her eyes at the same time! Tears couldn't stop flowing from it!

"Andersson was sent to Professor Carlo! She never came back! Never again! Henderson was appreciated by the new administrator for this, and he continued to be the prefect in charge of us all! "

After this incident was told, it seemed to arouse the pain of all the hemp types present who were still suppressed and numb!

They no longer suppressed their cries or lowered their heads. Everyone was crying. Everyone was muttering to themselves about the pain they had suffered. Everyone was confessing what they had seen and experienced over the years. , everything that can’t be stopped!

And it was in this cry that the students in the carriage and the mixed-race people who were brought over from England finally realized what they were feeling.

In this public trial, it was never said that purebloods were being tried.