In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 442

  The high platform is full of mud.

   And Flint, who was controlled in the middle, was completely like a clay figurine.

  Before that, he had been stepping on the bottom of his feet all the time, and the mud that he never cared about and never paid attention to slid across his head and face, which made him feel extremely humiliated.

  Even if they were captured and brought to France, in the beginning, there were many purebloods in Flint who were not worried about their situation.

  Their headmaster was not defeated. Their parents were the mainstays of the British Ministry of Magic and even the Death Eaters. To abuse or kill them was of no benefit to Dumbledore and the others. The most sensible move is to put them under house arrest in France, so that the British purebloods will be wary of the subsequent wars, so that even if they lose in the subsequent wars, they can be used as conditions to make deals.

   In addition, it is ironic that although the mixed-bloods and scumbags below don't understand, Dumbledore has always had a high reputation in the pure-blood circle.

   This is a very strange phenomenon, but it is true, just like Lucius would believe that Dumbledore's promise to protect Draco is more than the trust of his fellow Death Eaters.

  Thus, these pure-blood students also know that Dumbledore is not a notorious dark wizard as advertised in the Daily Prophet, but a good old man with a heart of the Virgin.

   But the treatment that Flint encountered now made him shaken.

   Hearing the shouts of the mixed-race **** below, he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't wipe off the mud on his face. He could only stare at Asiya who was still standing on the stage with venomous eyes.

   It's all this bitch!

   And these **** in the audience!

  Did they really think this would represent their victory and liberation?

  Mr. Principal hasn't lost yet, and neither has the pure blood!

   Sooner or later, they will have to pay the price for today's speech. After all, the purebloods are too lenient to the mixed blood, so they should be squeezed like slaves to mudbloods! Make them all slaves!

   It is only allocated to slaves who are used to serve noble blood and who will never stand up for a lifetime!

   What Flint was thinking, of course, the audience didn't know. If they knew, the anger of those mixed-race students would only be multiplied by ten times.

   Such emotional venting lasted for a while before it was stopped by the teachers around to maintain order, and then the devastated mud on the high platform was just cleaned up by Lupine's cleansing spell.

  Flint looked embarrassed, but McGonagall showed no pity on his face when he looked at him.

The students in the audience just learned about all the things he did to Assia, but McGonagall and the others knew that no matter whether it was Flint on the stage or the pure-blood students waiting for trial in the audience, no one is worthy of sympathy.

   When Jon's method was first proposed, McGonagall and Flitwick actually disagreed.

They feel that such a move is a little too extreme, and treating pure-blood students is too insulting to their dignity. After all, these students are just a group of children who have not yet graduated from school. No matter how bad they are, they can't be as bad as their parents, right? ?

  Jon didn't say much about it at the time, but suggested that they could complete the separate interrogation of these pure-blood students first, and then decide whether to conduct a public trial on them.

Regardless of whether there is a follow-up public trial, these pure-blood students will be subject to strict interrogation in the Wuping Line, especially some of the senior students, a large part of which has already participated in the family business. Each of them more or less knows a lot about the secrets of the British pure-blood high-ranking officials, which is of great value to Wu Pingxian's strategy against the UK.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the information obtained, Veritaserum was not saved in this private interrogation. It was after this interrogation that Mag and the others were all silent, and they no longer had any doubts about the subsequent public trial. .

   He even took the initiative to determine the minimum sentencing standards for each pureblood participating in the public trial, and these standards are surprisingly consistent.

   After restoring the order of the scene to silence, Mag picked up another piece of parchment and read it coldly in front of everyone present.

"In addition to the crimes committed in Hogwarts Castle, Ganos Flint, in the absence of witnesses and evidence, we obtained the approval of the Humanitarian Review Department of the Wizarding Equality Front to use Veritaserum was used to obtain evidence, and the results obtained are as follows."

"In 1994, in Flint's home, he killed for the first time two living beings, slaves assigned to serve his family. One was a witch named Stacy Angel, motivated by Flint's Lint was discovered by the victim when he was trying to **** the victim's daughter. He claimed to have used a blasting spell that he hadn't fully mastered in a panic and blew up the storage room at home. Angel mother and daughter died here, and he succeeded He escaped, and later, together with the housekeeper of the Flint family, killed Angel's husband at home, his parents, in order to cover up his crime, declared that the Angel family was executed by them because they intended to escape."

"In 1995 and at the beginning of this year, something happened to Miss Conrad. He went home once after Christmas. In order to vent his anger that he didn't get Miss Conrad, he went to his magic product factory to deal with the numbness in it. The witches cast the Unforgivable Curse wantonly, and no one was killed in this incident, but his Cruciatus curse turned one of the witches into a lunatic, and he was expelled from the Flint family."

  The scene was extremely quiet.

  The half-breeds who were originally burning with anger because of what happened to Asiya also became silent at this moment.

  Compared with these two incidents, shouldn't the **** also feel angry?

But they turned their heads to look at the numb students rescued from the Hogwarts castle. Without exception, they all had numb expressions on their faces. The crime of persecution is several times more cruel, and the **** are very calm. Is this kind of treatment supposed to be like this?

  But the students in the carriage under the stage couldn't help numb.

  They all clenched their fists tightly, and their furious eyes seemed to be able to eat Flint alive on the high platform!

   This is a pure animal! A brute who doesn't deserve it at all!

   "Now, sentence for Ganos Flint."

   Before McGonagall finished speaking, shouts like thunder exploded from the audience.

   "Hang him!!"

  Every student in the carriage stood up from their chairs filled with righteous indignation. Their necks turned red because of their excitement, and all their voices converged into one sentence.

   "He must be hanged! This **** beast doesn't deserve to live in this world!!"

   Even the half-breeds were infected, and they stood up from their chairs together, shouting with all their strength, demanding that Flint be hanged!

  Among these people present, only the scumbags in the castle are still sitting.

  They sat at a loss, looking around and wondering if they should stand up with the others, shouting to hang the pure-blood master on the stage.

  They were all at a loss. It was normal for other people to be angry because of that mixed-race lady. After all, that lady also had noble blood, but why were they so angry about what happened to them "mudbloods"?

   Shouldn't "Mudblood" be born lowly? Isn't this what they are born to endure?

  In this shout like a wave, under McGonagall's signal, George untied Flint's mouth.

   "Is there anything else you want to say about yourself, Ganos Flint."

Flint was in such a panic, he had no idea he had been given Veritaserum, he just remembered that after lunch the day before, all the purebloods were taken into a room that looked like a lunch break , and then the men asked them some questions, and they fell asleep.

It was evening when they woke up again, and everyone thought it was just an ordinary lunch break, and some pure-blood students were even complacent about it, thinking that even if Dumbledore brought them to France, it would be delicious Drink and entertain them.

  But Flint has already felt that the situation is wrong now, and the anger of these people off the court has been ignited. If this continues, even if the adults don't want to kill him, these students will kill him.

   He cried out.

"No! You can't kill me! I'm still useful! All captive purebloods are still useful! My dad is Head of Magical Accidents and Disasters at the British Ministry of Magic! My mum's a Death Eater! Kill me They will definitely fight with you forever! If you want to fight back to the UK, you will definitely pay a more painful price! Save my life! It can still be a deal! This is the best and most beneficial for you!"

  He tried in vain to know the pros and cons, so that McGonagall Dumbledore, who really controlled his life and death, would not listen to those students.

   But this is a public trial.

  Perhaps even now, there are almost no wizards in the magic world who know what a public trial is.

  When he was brought to this high platform, the only ones who could really decide his life and death were the students in the audience!

   "Ganos Flint, hang!"

   McGonagall made the final verdict!

   There were cheers like a tsunami from the audience, and thunderous applause, as if they had made a great feat at this moment!

And after Flint heard such a sentence, his face turned completely deathly pale, his legs trembled and collapsed on the ground, his crotch became wet at some point, and filled with water. There was a fishy smell.

When the hanging trial was issued, there was no stay at all, no postponement of the execution time, and no private execution to avoid other people, but in front of everyone, on this high platform, Mag used Transfiguration conjures a gallows!

  Flitwick added ropes to the gallows.

  Lupine ordered George and Fred to lift Flint from the ground together.

  All the students in the audience cheered louder and louder, and even the **** students in the castle couldn't help being infected by the atmosphere with inexplicable shock, and stood up from their seats.

   Will he really be hanged? Are they really going to hang the noble pure blood to death?

   Even Slughorn, who was sitting in front, turned to look at Dumbledore in shock.

After hearing about Flint's crimes, he was not surprised by the outcome of this pure-blood student. Flint is no longer a child. He is a seventh-grade student in the castle. He should have graduated this year, which means that he actually They are all 18 years old in age, and they should have paid for everything they have done.

But what he didn't expect was that Dumbledore actually dared to face so many students present, the youngest even just entered school last year, less than 12 years old, and the oldest was only 18 years old, so most of such a group did not Grown-up children, let them watch their enemies hanged!

   "Isn't this too cruel for students?"

  Dumbledore just looked at the high platform calmly, George and Fred were scrambling, gnashing their teeth to put a rope around Flint's neck, which was already paralyzed into mud.

   "Look around, my old friend, do you see in the eyes of these young people, is there any unbearable and pity for this person on the stage?"

Slughorn didn't look at it, because he knew very well that if he could kill Flint with his own hands, these students would be scrambling to do it. What the Weasley twins who are hanging the noose on the stage are doing now It is the job that everyone envies the most and wants to replace it the most. They all wish that this scumbag would die immediately!

"I know they all want to get rid of that **** on stage now, but Albus, I don't think these students want to participate in this, and it's enough to stop this generation of blood and cruelty from us, what you and I most hope for Isn't it that after graduating from Hogwarts, these children no longer need to set foot on the **** battlefield, and no longer need to see the dead? Then why do they bring such death to the school now? This public trial to the trial It is enough after the results are out, and the procedures to be executed can be completely kept private.”

"I had the same idea as you before." Dumbledore said softly, "But Jon came to me that night and emphasized to me very seriously that if there is really a public trial, the students must be allowed to Seeing this scene, the scene where the enemy was hanged by our own hands."

"Only in this way, even after ten, twenty, thirty, or even a hundred years later, the students sitting here will not forget this day when they recall this period of time. This will let them remember that our What we pay in battle is not only our own blood, but also the enemy's neck!"

  "They will understand it themselves, and they will also educate their next generation to understand that if any injustice happens in the future, even a street lamp on the side of the road can become a new gallows!"

  The last chapter was required to be rectified, so I will write this chapter a little bit more, and I will see if it can be published

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