Chapter 465 463 Let the Night Disappear Completely

Chapter 465 463. Let the night disappear completely

"Maim Daniels, Frederic Yunus, and Samuel Gomes were all outstanding young people who graduated from Beauxbatons, but they died before their prime years had even begun. "

"No one will forgive such evil deeds, and no one is qualified to forgive on behalf of the injured person. His name will be nailed to the pillar of shame together with Bellatrix Lestrange. Accept the scorn of future generations.”

The sound from the old radio was no longer clear, but the old woman sitting in a wheelchair with a heavy blanket on her legs listened very carefully to the sound coming from this special radio station that only a few people in the world knew about. Speech.

In the early morning of November, there was already a lot of coldness in the air.

But early in the morning, she still insisted on turning her wheelchair to the yard outside the house, staring at the not-so-thick apple tree in the garden.

The fruit-bearing date of the apples has just passed, and she has already picked the fruits on them and given them to the neighbors. Only the branches that are almost bare with few leaves are left.

A neighbor's child passed by the fence. He was holding a basket in his hand and looking at the usually amiable and strange old woman in the yard.

"Grandma Gomez, this is the bread that my mother just made. Let me bring it to you to try. She actually planned to let me bring some cookies to you, but my father said that your teeth No, bringing you cookies will only annoy you."

The old woman gently turned the knob of the radio next to her, so that the screams of a man who sounded like he was suffering from some fatal torture were reduced to a level that only she could hear.

Then, she wheeled her wheelchair to the fence and took the basket of bread from the boy's hand.

"Want to come in and sit down?"

"Isn't Uncle Samir back? Dad said he has been out for three years."

The boy did not agree immediately, but stood on tiptoes and looked inside the house.

The old woman shook her head slightly.

After receiving such an answer, the boy suddenly looked disappointed.

"Forget it, Granny Gomez, you have to eat the bread early, otherwise it won't be good for your teeth if it gets cold and hardens."

He waved and ran back in the direction of his home. The old woman was the only one left in the yard, holding the basket full of bread in her arms and looking up at the bare apple tree.

"Only I know that you are actually here all the time, Samuel."

She looked at the fruit tree that she had planted with her 5-year-old grandson and murmured to herself, and on the old radio, Inista's cold voice was transmitted to all parts of France at the same time.

"Hang his body on the gallows and bring in the second prisoner."

"You told me when you left that this land was in danger, and you didn't want your parents' hard work as Aurors to be destroyed by these people, so you were going to join the right people to stop them."

The old woman's voice became choked at some point.

"They deceived you. I don't know if you thought that grandma was still waiting for you under this apple tree before you died. But it doesn't matter, kid, they have avenged us, and someone has protected this land for us."

She stretched out her old hand and stroked the rough trunk of the fruit tree.

"Have a good rest, Samuel, and let us see what kind of future those people can have."

Across France, most of the victims' families were crying and listening to the sounds on the radio.

Many of them couldn't control their emotions like the old woman, but no matter whether they vented it or not, the mood of each of them was the same at this moment.

And Jon couldn't see how the people who heard the public trial through the wizard radio would feel.

What he could see was that at the conference, the emotions in people's hearts had been ignited. Even though Voldemort had not occupied this land for a long time, his influence had already affected every part of the French wizarding world before he openly announced that he would become the Minister of Magic in France.

Regaining a fair position cannot erase what has happened here. This is both a public trial and a reckoning.

The official who had cooperated with Bella to persecute young Muggle wizards just made a simple opening. Behind him, one after another criminals who were caught in this blood war were brought to the high platform.

Evil in the world can never be overestimated. So many old scores can be revealed in just a small Hogwarts castle, and it will only get worse in France.

Jon didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end. No matter what crime the person who was brought to the high platform committed, he just watched silently.

He could feel that Voldemort had brought something extraordinary to the magical world that originally seemed peaceful and peaceful, but was like a backwater.

This war about blood and oppression has had a profound impact on everyone who has experienced it. Of course, this kind of influence has both good and bad effects, but it has also changed the laid-back and relaxed atmosphere that wizards had been enjoying before.

Today's hemp breeds are unwilling to succumb to the rule of pure blood, so they choose to resist. After arousing this sense of rights, will more people start to think about it in the future.

Are they now equal to the Muggles?

If they are equal, who is the Statute of Secrecy protecting?

Jon was not sure if anyone would have such an association later, but he was sure that someone must have thought of it now.

After another round of loud and intense cheers, a pair of struggling legs completely stopped moving, and after drooping weakly, Jon looked towards the north.

There is a man who has the ability to see through the future. Is he planning what he is doing now because of what he saw?

Jon's thoughts drifted, but soon drifted back again.

Again, no matter what Grindelwald does now, as long as Dumbledore does not explicitly express his intention to turn against him again, it means that he is safe for the time being.

Now the enemy they are facing is Voldemort in the UK.

The public trial lasted a whole day, and there was not even a break for lunch, but no one left the scene from beginning to end. Everyone witnessed with their own eyes that the gallows went from being empty at the beginning to being full of corpses.

One gallows was certainly not enough, but the most convenient place for magic was manifested. Soon a new gallows was transformed by Transfiguration and stood next to the rack full of corpses.

But in fact, even if a whole day was spent, it was not enough to try all the prisoners who were arrested and committed crimes in the prison.

Iniesta and his team could only pick out the most serious ones as the protagonists of today's public trial.

And the purpose of this public trial was of course not just to judge these prisoners.

At dusk, when the third gallows was also full, the public trial finally ended.

But the public trial was over, Iniesta walked down, and Dumbledore came to the high platform under the gaze of everyone.

Most of the people on the scene showed surprised expressions on their faces. Obviously, they did not expect that there would be anything that would make Dumbledore, the actual top leader of the wizard line, come to the stage today.

There were also some people who seemed to have guessed something long ago. After seeing Dumbledore come to the stage, they showed an expression of expected expression on their faces and held their breath.

Even if they had already guessed it vaguely, they still couldn't believe it. At this moment, did Dumbledore really dare to say that?

"For this land and this country, I am actually a guest."

When Dumbledore's not-so-loud voice sounded, the whole venue became quiet, but after he said this, the noise sounded again.

These French wizards no longer regarded Dumbledore as an outsider after he led the wizard line to attack the disciplinary center.

Perhaps a commander from a foreign country would still cause some people to reject him, but for a leader like Dumbledore, who completely supported the entire team with his own reputation and strength, no matter where he was, he would only be regarded as one of their own by the locals.

Excluding him is equivalent to excluding all possibilities of success.

"Of course, in terms of ideals and positions, we are always the same. I don't really like to have long speeches. In my school, the first thing students like about me is that I never say anything nonsense when everyone is happy or sad. Of course, it is the same today."

He stood in front of the three gallows, facing the hundreds of people in the venue.

Beside him was a device like a microphone, which transmitted every word Dumbledore said to all parts of Europe. Even in the UK, there were people from the British Ministry of Magic monitoring this public trial.

"Since the fall of Hogwarts Castle, we have been in exile in Britain for nine years. It has been two years since we came to France, and the Wizarding Equality Front has only been established for two years. But it was during these two years that we dismantled Voldemort's delusion of ruling France and crushed his ambition to spread from Britain. From a group of stray dogs at the beginning to a confrontation with him now, countless lives and blood have been paid in the process."

"Parents lost their children, wives lost their husbands, and young children lost their mothers. Countless families have been broken up for this. For 10 consecutive years, students have been forced to separate from their families and all memories related to them have been hidden, starting this displaced escape."

There was crying in the venue, the sound was not strong, more like some people's sobbing that they couldn't suppress.

And Dumbledore's voice was not only not covered by such crying, but became more intense.

"Perhaps many people have not had time to accept the current situation, but the facts are already before us. Should we maintain the current false peace or invade Britain and hang those bastards who cannot be called human beings on the gallows? I don't think any of us will have a second answer!"

The original glass walls around the venue suddenly disappeared.

This made the originally bloated public trial venue loose, but this looseness did not last for a few seconds, and countless wizards wearing white wizard uniform robes entered from all directions!

There used to be seven people wearing white robes rushing in here. They used their lives to blow up the French Ministry of Magic that Voldemort had just claimed to rule.

Today, there are no longer only seven people wearing white robes. The white torrent spreads throughout the venue. Each of them is excited and determined, and there is a flash of light in their bright eyes!

With Dumbledore's words, the emotions released by all the people present in the public trial for a day were all mobilized.

Looking at the corpse floating on the gallows, all the French wizards who were sitting in the seats or standing stood up.

They were dressed differently from the white-robed members of the Wizarding Line around them, but their eyes showed the same look!

"End it all! Hang them!"

The shouts sounded like waves, and the voices became louder and more unified, and finally it was like the ceiling of the Ministry of Magic was about to be lifted.

And just above the French Ministry of Magic, on the Furstenberg Square that had suffered an explosion, some pedestrians who were walking also felt the ground shaking slightly. The shouting like a wave penetrated the soil, and the setting sun could also feel its power!

All that happened at the conference was not limited to the present. Through the wizard radio, almost all the magic governments in Europe heard Dumbledore's speech and the shouts of the French wizards in the audience.

Many people who were guarding the radio changed their faces on the spot. At this point, no matter who it was, they could guess what Dumbledore wanted to do!

In the British Ministry of Magic, the Auror Command Center had long been in chaos. The Aurors had been monitoring the development of this conference from the beginning of the public trial, and now they finally knew who the final target of this public trial was!

Someone rushed out of the Ministry of Magic and wanted to report the news as soon as possible. At this time, Dumbledore's voice sounded again.

"This time, the war will be started by us! We will no longer passively endure the oppression and injustice brought to us by the enemy, but use violence to eliminate it all! Gallows should not only be erected on French soil, the island of Great Britain needs them even more! We also need to bring the source of all these crimes, the man who calls himself Voldemort, to trial, put a rope around his neck, and let this darkness that hangs over our heads disappear completely!"