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There are more than a dozen of them in total, and they are all the latest upgraded versions released by Zuko this year. The taste is mellower than before. If they all explode, I guess everyone in the auditorium will be unable to escape.
"That's easy to talk about." Kyle immediately admitted his mistake. "I just wanted to show you the space inside the box. Of course I remember that. But you weren't in the auditorium this morning, so there's nothing I can do about it."
"But the Room of Requirement is right next to our common room." Fred narrowed his eyes and said, "Why didn't you call us..."
Kyle smiled and said, "Well...if I say I forgot, would you believe me?"
"Hehe..." Fred sneered, "What do you think?"
"Okay, how about this afternoon?" Kyle said, "I'll take you there after lunch."
Fred and George looked at each other and then put down the weapons in their hands.
"Okay, this is what you said."
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter 482 Sirius, Retrial
After promising Fred and George that he would take them to the box after lunch, Kyle finally had some peace and quiet.
In order to prevent Kyle from sneaking away, Fred and George did not go to the Gryffindor table, but sat with Hufflepuff.
Since they had been here many times, they naturally sat on both sides of Kyle and greeted the people around them familiarly.
I thought this would be foolproof, but plans cannot keep up with changes.
No one expected that just when Kyle finished the last bite of tortilla, Dumbledore suddenly appeared in the hall and walked straight to the Hufflepuff table.
"Kyle, can you come with me for a moment...if you're full?" he said.
"No problem, Professor," Kyle said.
He spread his hands to the stunned Weasley brothers, then followed Dumbledore out of the hall.
"I just got the news." Dumbledore walked out of the hall door quickly, saying, "The retrial of Sirius will be held at one o'clock. Cornelius invited us to attend together. If you agree to attend, we can go together."
"Of course I agree, but Professor, can I go too?" Kyle asked doubtfully.
"Yes," said Dumbledore. "Fudge specifically mentioned your name. He said that as the first person to discover the clues, you are fully qualified to participate in this review... He also said that the reason why the review was scheduled today is because Hogwarts is closed for the weekend."
Kyle pouted.
He didn't believe this at all. Fudge was not the kind of person who would do such unnecessary things. If he really thought so, wouldn't it be more convenient to arrange the retrial during the holidays?
"He probably wants a witness," Kyle muttered, "to increase credibility."
"Cornelly is very thoughtful." Dumbledore did not deny it. "After all, we all learned about this matter through you. Your presence will definitely make the retrial less controversial.
In addition, as a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class, although you have not graduated yet, you still have some say in the Wizengamot."
"Wizengamot?" Kyle asked in surprise, "Does that mean I also have the right to vote?"
Dumbledore said nothing, but gave a polite smile.
"Okay, I get it," Kyle said.
Obviously, his right to speak is just a literal meaning...he can say hello to others, nothing else.
Dumbledore did not walk to the school gate, but stopped in a field in front of the Black Lake.
He held out his arm and said to Kyle, "There are less than ten minutes left before the retrial. I think we'd better go there quickly."
Kyle grabbed his arm.
After a dizzy spell, when Kyle opened his eyes again, he was already in a grand hall.
Kyle did not ask Dumbledore why he could Apparate in Hogwarts. There was no need. For wizards who were strong enough, those restrictive measures would not be that effective.
Besides, Dumbledore is the headmaster, so it is not difficult for him to grant himself some temporary privileges.
"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, you're here at last." A tall figure walked over from the other side of the hall.
"I just can't believe that it's possible that Blake is innocent, given that his case has been settled for twelve years."
"I was as surprised as you were when I learned this, Kingsley." Dumbledore shook his hand and asked, "How is it now? Are we not too late?"
"No, the retrial will start at 1:00 pm, and there's plenty of time to go now," Kingsley said.
He glanced at Kyle and didn't ask why Dumbledore brought a student here. It was obvious that he had received the news in advance.
"Come with me, the retrial will be held in the third courtroom..."
Kingsley walked out, and Kyle followed.
After walking out of the hall, they came to another magnificent hall, which was almost full of wizards, probably several hundred in number, and all of them were walking forward in a hurry.
"This way," said Kingsley.
They joined the crowd, but with Dumbledore following them, the road was relatively smooth, and other wizards would always politely make way for them when they saw them.
They passed by a table with "Security Check" written on it. This was the place responsible for checking the guests' wands, and there was a long line in front of it.
But Kingsley didn't stop and walked straight over. The wizard in charge of checking the wands seemed not to see them and slowly took the wand of another person.
"Oh... why can't they accept the inspection..." A person in the middle of the line asked with a thick accent: "That child... it's obvious that he's not an employee..."
The originally lifeless team immediately became much more lively. Everyone stretched their necks to look at the person who was speaking, wondering which remote corner he came from and why he suddenly asked such a stupid question.
Didn't he see who was following the child?
The man in charge of checking the wands also raised his head and said lazily: "If your name is Albus Dumbledore, you can come over now..."
There was a burst of laughter all around.
At this time, Kyle and Dumbledore had already walked through the hall and into an elevator.
There were quite a few people inside, and they all greeted Dumbledore enthusiastically.
"Long time no see, Albus. I guess you are here because of Black's matter." said a bald wizard holding a cardboard box.
"Yes, Ackley," said Dumbledore.
"It's really amazing." The wizard named Akoli said, "Everyone in the Ministry who is qualified to participate in the retrial has gone, and I dare say that this matter will appear on the front page of the Daily Prophet for the next month.
If Black is able to overturn his conviction, it will take even longer.”
At this time, a cold female voice sounded.
"Seventh floor, Department of Magical Games and Sports, containing the British and Irish Quidditch League headquarters, the official Gobstones Club, and the Funny Products Patent Office."
The elevator door opened, revealing a messy corridor with all kinds of Quidditch posters stuck all over the walls.
"Oh, I'm here." Akoli walked out of the elevator, "See you next time, Albus."
"See you next time."
The elevator door closed again.
Then they passed the Department of Magical Transportation and the Department of International Magical Cooperation... When they reached this floor, there were only three of them left in the elevator.
Then there was the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, the Department of Magical Incidents and Catastrophes, and their destination this time...
"The Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic Office, Auror Command, and the Wizengamot Administration."
"Here we are," said Dumbledore.
They followed Kingsley out of the elevator and into a corridor with doors on both sides.
"Come with me, we have to hurry." Kingsley turned left and walked along a corridor. After passing the Auror Headquarters covered with various portraits, he finally stopped in front of a heavy wooden door.
"This is Courtroom Three," Kingsley said.
"Someone suggested that we choose Courtroom 10 as the venue... Fortunately, the minister disagreed. That place has been abandoned for a long time, and it is deep in the ground where the elevator cannot reach.
It's pretty good here now, at least it's not so dark, and there's no unpleasant musty smell... You guys can go in quickly."
Kyle walked forward and even through the heavy door, he could hear the noise coming from inside.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 483 Retrial Begins
Kingsley walked them to the door and returned to the Auror headquarters. Then Dumbledore turned the iron handle on the door and walked in with Kyle.
After the door was opened, the noise suddenly became louder.
Kyle couldn't help but look around. The walls of the courtroom were made of a black stone. There were a few small windows near the ceiling. The faint sunlight coming in from outside made the room look very depressing.
On either side of him were rising rows of empty benches filled with people whispering to one another.
"Albus, you're finally here." Fudge walked over quickly. "Now there is a problem. I don't know if the owl has contacted Black... But if he can't be present, this retrial will become meaningless."
"Don't worry, Cornelius," Dumbledore said calmly, "He's here."
"What..." Fudge subconsciously looked behind Dumbledore.
With a burst of fire, the phoenix Fawkes appeared out of thin air, flapped its wings and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.
At the same time, it also brought another thin and pale man, Sirius Black.
He was still the same, with messy hair and beard, and wearing dirty and torn old clothes.
His face was also very pale, and his legs were shaking, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.
Kyle understood Sirius' current state very well... This was the case for everyone who was Apparated by the Phoenix for the first time.
Fudge finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming. He had been worried that Sirius Black would not be able to be present. If that was the case, this retrial would become a joke.
Fortunately, he came.
Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a puzzled look, then turned back to the podium.
Without Fudge's obstruction, everyone else in the room could see Black's face. The discussions became louder, and the huge courtroom was as lively as a Quidditch field where a game was in progress.
Kyle even heard someone shouting for the Aurors to catch the fugitive... Didn't this person know what they were here for?
"Silence!" Fudge said loudly. "Everyone is here at last. Let's begin."
The courtroom fell silent instantly.
Sirius took a deep breath and, under everyone's gaze, walked step by step to the chair in the middle.