The first time was to try Peter Pettigrew and uncover the real informant from seventeen years ago.

Another time, the Death Eaters turned the tables and tried to use the Ministry of Magic to accuse him of murdering a wizard...

Kyle narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the mastermind at that time... those three damn Death Eaters.

Among them, Karkaroff has never appeared since then, and he should have been killed by Voldemort.

And there's... who's that? Oh yeah, Walton MacNeill, a member of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, the most ostracized position in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

However, this is also the main reason why McNeill can continue to work in the Ministry of Magic even though he was suspected of being a Death Eater.

After all, this position, like the House-Elf Resettlement Office, was the quietest department, with pitifully low salaries, and it might take more than a decade for a new person to be hired.

And unlike the House-Elf Resettlement Office, no one in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, including the Director, is willing to deal with someone in this position.

No one wanted to come, so McNeill got the upper hand.

However, he never appeared again. I don’t know whether he hid himself or was killed.

Of the three Death Eaters, only Malfoy is still alive...

Kyle suddenly felt a little regretful and muttered quietly, "That damn guy, I shouldn't have let him go so easily before."

"What did you say?" Professor McGonagall looked over.

"Ah, nothing." Kyle shook his head. "Hasn't the hearing started yet?"

"That should be about right." Professor McGonagall glanced into the courtroom.

The terraced seats were now full, and Amelia Bones had arrived.

"Let's go in." Professor McGonagall said, and walked in first, followed by Connor and Kyle.

Compared to the Tenth Courtroom where Peter Pettigrew was tried, this place seemed smaller and less eerie.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that there are too many windows.

The Tenth Courtroom only had a small window sill the size of a palm, and the lighting depended entirely on the oil lamps on the wall. However, the windows here were much more normal, and they were all magical. Bright sunlight poured in, and it looked like a slightly larger classroom in Hogwarts.

Snape was in there too.

Because this was a hearing and not a trial, Snape was not locked in a special iron cage like the other Death Eaters.

There wasn't even the most basic chain on his chair, but he sat opposite Amelia with a few wizards.

Connor was placed in a specific position on the left, and Professor McGonagall's position was next to Snape.

As for Kyle, he had to sit on the terrace with the other Wizengamot people.

There were about thirty people attending the hearing, all wearing purple robes, looking at Snape below and Professor McGonagall beside him with interest.

When Kyle walked to the last row and sat down, two people next to him were chatting quietly.

"I heard that this Severus is Albus's man..."

"Who knows? Dumbledore has been dead for a long time. Maybe he just wants to get away with it."

"Not necessarily. If that were the case, Minerva wouldn't have tried so hard to help him."

"That's true, but I still find it a little hard to believe that someone could be undercover next to the mysterious man and not be discovered."

"It depends on what evidence they can come up with."

…

As they talked, they looked at Kyle curiously.

"As I recall, you came in with Minerva..."

"This is where the Wizengamot members are located. The accompanying personnel are at the bottom left."

"That's right, I am indeed going to sit here." Kyle turned sideways and showed the second-level medal hanging on his chest.

"Oh, Sir Merlin..." One of the old wizards said in surprise, "I know, you should be Kyle that Old Duger mentioned, the youngest recipient of the Second Class Medal."

"If there's no one else with that name, then it's definitely me." Kyle nodded politely.

The old Dogg he mentioned should be Dogg MacPhail, the Minister of Magic one hundred and fifty years ago, who became an idler in the wizarding world after retirement and a famous friend-making expert.

Kyle and he met through Nico, and they had frequently exchanged letters in recent years.

"It's nice to see you here." The old wizard smiled and stretched out his hand.

"My pleasure," Kyle said.

"I didn't expect that besides Minerva, you would also come." Another old wizard poked his head over, "That Severus Snape, he must be very popular in Hogwarts. It seems that he was really arranged by Albus."

"Well...you could say that." Kyle responded vaguely.

Snape was indeed popular, but only in Slytherin House. To the other three houses...especially Gryffindor, they dreamed of kicking Snape out of the school.

If this hearing goes through, they will probably be so sad that they cry.

"very good."

At this time, Amelia Bones' voice came from below, "Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

"Now it's time for your statement." She looked at Snape, "You said you were working for Dumbledore, we need to know the details of why and how.

"You take notes, Mr. Weasley," she said to the other side.

"Yes, Minister." Percy looked away from Snape.

To be honest, as a Gryffindor, Percy also hated Snape. After all, he was the only one who liked to deduct points from Gryffindor. Especially after Harry entered school, they were completely out of the running for the house cup and were always at the bottom every year.

This also made Percy feel a little embarrassed when facing the prefects of other colleges.

But deep down, he still didn't want the professor at Hogwarts to be a Death Eater.

Percy pushed up his horn-shaped glasses and held a quill ready to take notes.

"That was seventeen years ago. Sybill Trelawney predicted the future savior at the Hog's Head Inn, and I happened to hear this prophecy..."

Snape's voice was calm as he recounted what happened in full.

"Wait a minute..." Amelia suddenly interrupted him after a few minutes.

"You mean to say that it was you who revealed the prophecy to Voldemort."

"Yes." Snape clenched his fists tightly, and his voice became dry for the first time. "It's just that I didn't expect that Voldemort would think that the person in the prophecy was... Lily Evans."

Amelia's eyes flickered. "Okay, go on. We need more detailed evidence. Come on."

What happened afterwards was exactly as I remembered.

But Kyle realized that Snape deliberately hid his feelings for Lily Evans.

No, to be precise, this feeling has turned into a more ordinary friendship, but none of the wizards present noticed it.

Perhaps in their view, it is normal for two wizards who are equally talented in potions to become friends.

But not everyone thinks so.

Just like the two old wizards who had been chatting with Kyle before, they sat there, listening attentively to Snape's words. Unlike the serious expressions of other people, they would burst into laughter from time to time.

"Love..." One of them sighed softly, but the voice was too soft, and even though Kyle was close, he couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly.

After about half an hour, Snape finally finished speaking, and at the same time a buzz of discussion came from the steps.

How to say it...If you look at it from what Snape said, he doesn't seem to be innocent.

Because he was once a Death Eater and revealed the most important secret... the prophecy of the Savior.

For this alone, he should be thrown straight into Azkaban.

But it was because he told Voldemort the prophecy that Voldemort later found the Potter family, and then was killed by the savior Harry Potter who was still a baby.

So in a sense, it was Snape who made the prophecy complete.

This makes it difficult for people to tell whether Snape was responsible or not.

"Please be quiet." Amelia knocked a gavel on the table.

She already knew all this, so she was very calm at this time.

"Next, you need to provide more detailed evidence to prove your statement."

"Here." Professor McGonagall stepped forward and held out a glittering bottle.

"This is Albus Dumbledore's memory, proving that Severus Snape did not lie."

At Bones' signal, a large mirror that had been prepared long ago was carried in.

The mirror was very ancient and seemed to have been there for many years. The faded frame was engraved with magic runes similar to those on the Pensieve.

Professor McGonagall poured the memory in the bottle onto the mirror, and the surface of the mirror immediately displayed the scenes in the memory like a movie.

Kyle leaned forward slightly with interest, but he only looked for a moment and then sat back down again.

This mirror can also play memories, but it is limited to images. Compared with the meditation basin where you can be directly immersed in the scene, it is far inferior.

But in this situation, a mirror is more useful.

The content of the memory is basically consistent with what Snape said, but there are some differences.

"Voldemort captured Harry Potter in the Triwizard Tournament?" Some people were shocked by the news and couldn't help but look at Bones in the front.

"We have already asked Harry Potter, it is true." Bones said softly, but the courtroom was instantly filled with chaotic discussions .

Until the second big news...

"Can't he see that the Dark Lord deliberately lured him to the Department of Mysteries?"

Department of Mysteries...

"Oh, I remember now, the first time the You-Know-Who appeared was in the Ministry of Magic, and Dumbledore stopped him at that time."

"I remember that battle too. The main hall was destroyed. It almost demolished the entire Ministry of Magic."

"So he was the one who told Dumbledore the news?"

People's discussions became louder.

And after the word "Horcrux" appeared, the discussion turned into a noisy uproar, which almost blew off the roof of the courtroom.

Now they finally understood why Voldemort was able to make a comeback. They didn't expect that it was by using something like the Horcruxes.

The memory ended here. Amelia Bones knocked the hammer hard several times before she managed to quiet everyone down.

"For this part, we need to check the authenticity of the memory before we can make a judgment."

"No problem." Professor McGonagall agreed without hesitation.

"We still need more supplementary evidence."

"Of course." Professor McGonagall, who was well prepared, took out a thick stack of parchment.

"Here is all the content related to Horcruxes in recent years. This is what Albus Dumbledore has been doing."

"I think many of you have had similar doubts. Why didn't Albus Dumbledore clear out the Death Eaters? That's because he has been looking for and destroying Voldemort's Horcruxes."

Under Professor McGonagall's stern gaze, some people lowered their heads guiltily.

Kyle didn't expect that Snape's hearing would actually help Dumbledore restore some of his reputation.

But then again.

It seems that he destroyed most of the Horcruxes. Dumbledore only found the Resurrection Stone...

Forget it, let Dumbledore be Dumbledore, Kyle thought again and felt that this was a good idea. In this way, even if others knew what Horcruxes were, they would only think that Dumbledore found them.

At the same time, no one would know that the crown, golden cup and locket had been in his hands all along.

Although he might have won a first-class medal for this, compared with those three things, the so-called Medal of Merlin seemed completely useless.

At the same time, Professor McGonagall in the audience threw the parchments casually, and they flew in all directions and landed accurately in front of everyone.

In the following time, everyone was quietly looking at the content above.

"These are just your one-sided statements and cannot be used as direct evidence."

"It doesn't matter. We have a witness," said Professor McGonagall. "He's outside."

Percy glanced at Bones, and after getting a positive answer, he took the initiative to walk towards the door.

A moment later, he returned, followed by...Lucius Malfoy.

He kept his promise and not only came to the Ministry of Magic on his own initiative, but also in this form.

Kyle narrowed his eyes and sighed slightly.

What a pity. In fact, he hoped that Lucius would not keep his promise.

This coward is such a coward. Can't he just use Galleons to solve the problem like before? Does he really want to go to Azkaban?

Besides, he is now a professor at Hogwarts and a person of status. Even if Lucius really broke his promise, it is impossible for him to rush into the Malfoy mansion and kill him.

What are you afraid of?

Not only that, it seems that Lucius had found Professor McGonagall in advance and reached some kind of agreement with her, so he appeared here as a witness at this time.

Kyle tapped his fingers on his leg.

Why do I feel like this guy has become smarter...

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(End of this chapter)