Chapter 155 After the Trial
The court took a lot of effort to stabilize the situation, but even though the chaotic audience seats were cleared out, a huge mess was still left behind.
What did Shavia do to Della? What should she do with her afterwards? And how should she explain to Della, who was obviously deeply hurt by this trial...
Milos and some other people in the ministry who were in the spectator gallery were drafted. He asked his daughter to wait for him in the office first, saying that they would talk about what happened in the morning later.
Aryan responded and walked to her father's office with ease. When the assistant saw her, he immediately stood up and opened the door for her.
Aryan thanked him and sat down opposite her father's leather chair as usual. However, her heart was not as calm as before. She leaned her arms on the table, thinking about everything that happened in court today, and stared at her father's chair in a daze.
Then, for the first time, Aryan had the idea of sitting on the chair, although according to her father's teachings, it was unwise to act rashly in someone else's territory.
Aryan sat on the leather chair that did not belong to her. The cool and comfortable feeling of the chair made her sink into it. Aryan let out a sigh of relief, and all the troubles she had been having since morning were thrown away at this moment. For the time being, she only saw this low-key and heavy office.
However, the suppressed emotions soon came back more fiercely, and panic and anxiety enveloped Ellian again, making it impossible for her to enjoy the chair under her, so she stood up and sat back in her place.
After a long time, Milos hurried back.
"The ministry will be busy for a while." Milos walked towards his seat while adjusting his clothes. He looked at Alian, a spot of light gliding across his glasses. "Your junior schoolmate is in quite a bit of trouble."
"What happened to Della? Did Nanny poison her?" asked Aryan.
"Ah, the details are unclear, but she was sent to a Muggle hospital," Milos pieced together the fragments of what he heard, "Savira used the handcuffs to cast a curse on her that is somewhat similar to the Muggle Repelling Charm."
"What?" Ellian opened her eyes wide, "Della can't touch magic anymore?"
"She cannot come into contact with wizards from Country Y, nor can she set foot on the land of Country Y that is under a spell. That's Dumbledore's diagnosis. Now the department has asked those wizards from Country M who came to discuss the exchange student program to help take care of her in the Muggle hospital." At this point, Milos raised his eyes and looked at Aryan.
In response to her father's gaze, Aryan suppressed her surprised expression, pursed her lips and waited for her father's next words.
"I still hope you can forgive me for my previous presumptuous decision, Ellian." Milos placed the dispatch document on the table between him and Ellian, "but even if you were my daughter, I would still want to take the initiative during the negotiation."
"Are you suggesting that I do this?" Ellian asked softly, staring at the document.
"I don't deny that opportunities are directly proportional to crises, but from a father's perspective, you are not yet capable of dealing with this crisis." Milos' slender fingers fell on the document and tapped twice. "Today's scene is not unfamiliar to me. There were many Death Eaters around me when I was in school."
"But you are different. You learned and tried to master power in the peaceful era. I think you will not deny that Carolina and I have provided you with a lot of convenience in this regard. I have no objection to this. One of my motivations is to let my children get what they want more quickly."
“But the situation afterwards may be completely uncontrollable and beyond your expectations, just like what happened in court today. Although this situation can help you hone your abilities, if you are not careful, not only you, but also the people around you, will lose everything.” Milos’ voice softened.
"Please remember, Arlian, no matter where you are or what you do in the future, your goal is ultimately to make a living, and this," Milos tapped heavily on the document, "is the best way for you to achieve that goal at the moment."
Aryan's heart skipped a beat with the knock. Her gaze shifted from the bent finger to her father's serious face. She couldn't see her father's eyes because of the reflection from the lenses, but she could fully sense the seriousness with which he treated her as a negotiating partner.
My father was domineering when he wanted to achieve a goal, so he simply changed his wishes; at the same time, he also killed it with one blow, telling me in the most intuitive way that it was best to do so.
Although she was deprived of most of her autonomy, Aryan was grateful for the respect her father left her. Even though she was reluctant, she still accepted her father's proposal.
"I'll go." Alian pushed the cursive book back to Milos.
"Carolina and I will be there soon, Alian." Milos put away the documents, and the aura around him faded. He smiled gently, "Believe me, my dear daughter, we will lose nothing."
"I understand, Dad." Ellian nodded.
"By the way, how is your relationship with that junior schoolmate? Do you know what she is interested in?" After talking about an important matter, Milos brought the topic back to the focus person Della.
"I have a very good relationship with her," Aryan was a little surprised by her father's question, but she didn't ask any more questions. She answered what she knew honestly, "She often reads books and often deals with potions with Professor Snape. I heard from Aidan that she seems to have received private alchemy guidance from Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Alchemy, right?" Milos got useful information.
"What's wrong, Dad? Is there any problem?" Aryan was even more puzzled.
"Remember the girl I just told you about who is almost "exiled"? The Ministry of Magic in Country M is interested in taking her in, but I don't want to bother her to go with us. However, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang in Europe, which could take her in, haven't made any moves yet."
"Beauxbatons teaches in French, and the current headmaster of Durmstrang is Karkaroff... Even if they show an intention to accept Della, I think Ilvermorny, who doesn't have to learn a new language, will be more competitive." Aryan began to analyze the situation.
"I'll find a way. Tell me more about her, Alian." Milos took out a pen and paper and started to record. "Dark and Aidan are also watching her there. We can ask Aidan to tell her more about the benefits of staying in Europe."
Aryan felt a little guilty about them controlling their friend's fate behind their backs, but that feeling soon faded away. She began to introduce Della to her father in detail, trying her best to give details of every conversation they had. Milos listened to his daughter's story, nodding from time to time and writing a few words on the parchment.
Although he did so, Milos knew that intervening in this matter was not a good choice. But anyway, even if he chose to seek refuge, he wanted to create as many excuses as possible for himself to dress up.
As long as he could secure good enough conditions for Della Riddle to stay in Europe, even if he was later exposed, he would not necessarily be resented, right?
Voldemort is not a good leader, but what if he has a successor who is completely capable of exploiting power and manipulating people’s hearts?
Milos Lind knew his weaknesses and strengths. He had never been loyal to Voldemort. This was a disadvantage as well as an advantage. He had never offered his loyalty, but he had never offered loyalty to anyone either.
No one looked down on those who wavered, and compared to those Death Eaters who escaped trial and did not pursue their master, the Lynde family had the opportunity to bet on both sides before the final situation came.
The two ends here are not between Voldemort and Della Riddle, but between the old power and the new power, the old power and the new power of the wizarding world.