In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 465

  Chapter 465 463. Let the night disappear completely

"...Mam Daniels, Frederick Yunus, Semir Gomes, these were all excellent young men who graduated from Beauxbatons, but they died before their prime years began. into this conspiracy. He took advantage of these young people's outrage at injustice, the spirit of rebellion fueled by oppression, and cast them down to their death."

"No one will forgive such evil deeds, and no one is qualified to forgive on behalf of the injured. His name will be crucified with Bellatrix Lestrange on the pillar of shame, Accept the contempt of posterity"

The voice from the old-fashioned radio was no longer clear, but the old woman sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket on her lap listened very carefully to the voice from this special radio station that only a handful of people in the world knew. speak.

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

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

  It is just past the date when the apples will bear fruit, and she has already picked the fruits on them and sent them to the neighbors around, leaving only the branches that are about to become bare and have few leaves.

  A neighbor's child passed by the fence, holding a basket in his hand, looking at the usually kind and strange mother-in-law in the yard.

"Grandma Gomez, this is bread my mom just made, let me bring it to you to try. She was actually going to ask me to bring you some cookies, but my dad said your teeth No, bringing you cookies will only annoy you."

  The old woman lightly turned the **** of the radio beside her, so that the scream of a man who seemed to be suffering from some fatal torture was reduced to a level that only she could hear.

   Then, she turned the wheelchair to the fence and took the basket of bread from the boy.

   "Want to come in and sit down?"

   "Hasn't Uncle Samir come back? Dad said he has been away for three years."

  The boy didn't agree immediately, but stood on tiptoe and looked inside the house.

  The old woman shook her head lightly.

  Receiving such an answer, the boy suddenly looked very disappointed.

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

  He beckoned and ran back towards his home, only the old woman was 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 have always been here, Samir."

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

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

   "You told me when you left that this land was in danger, and you didn't want your parents' Auror sacrifices to be destroyed by these people, so you're going to join the right people in stopping them."

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

   "They lied to 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, child, they avenged us, and someone protected this land for us."

  She stretched out her old hand, stroking the rough trunk of the fruit tree.

   "Take a good rest, Samir, let us see what kind of future those people can have."

  In various parts of France, most of the families of the victims were listening to the voice on the radio and weeping bitterly.

  Many of them couldn't control their emotions like the old woman's, but whether they vented or not, each of them felt the same at this moment.

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

  What he could see was that the emotions in people's hearts had been ignited at the scene of this conference. Even though Voldemort didn't occupy this land for a long time, his influence had spread to every part of the French magic world before he publicly announced that he was the Minister of the French Ministry of Magic.

  Regaining the status of fairness cannot erase what has happened here. This is both a public trial and a reckoning.

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

  The evil in the world will never be overestimated, so many old accounts can be found in just a small Hogwarts castle, and it will only get worse in this land of France.

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

  He could feel that Voldemort had brought something very unusual to the seemingly peaceful, but stagnant magical world.

  This war on blood and oppression has had a deep enough impact on everyone who has experienced it. This kind of influence is of course good and bad, but it has changed the relaxed atmosphere of wizards before.

  The current mumps 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 Muggles again?

   If there is equality, who is the law of secrecy protecting?

  Jon is not sure if anyone will have such an association later, but he can be sure that someone must have thought of this now.

   After another burst of high and fierce cheers sounded, a pair of struggling legs stopped completely, and after hanging down weakly, Jon looked towards the north direction.

  There is a man with the ability to see through the future. Is it because he saw something that he is planning what he is doing now?

  Jon's thoughts wandered, but soon came back again.

   Still the same sentence, no matter what Grindelwald does now, as long as Dumbledore doesn't make it clear that he wants to turn against him again, it means that he is safe for the time being.

   Now the enemy they clearly have to face is Voldemort who is not far away in England.

This public trial lasted for a whole day, without even leaving a gap for lunch, but no one left from the beginning to the end of the process, and everyone witnessed the empty space on the gallows from the very beginning. Empty, and now it is full of corpses.

  Of course, a gallows is not enough, but the most convenient place for magic is reflected, and soon a new gallows was transformed by the transfiguration technique, standing beside the shelf full of corpses.

   But in fact, even if it takes a whole day, it is not enough to publicly try the prisoners who have been arrested and committed crimes in the prison.

  Inista and the others can only pick the most serious ones to be the protagonists of today's public trial.

  The purpose of this public trial is of course not just a simple trial of these prisoners.

  At dusk, when the third gallows was also hung up, the public trial finally came to an end.

   But the public trial was over, Inista walked down, but Dumbledore came to the high platform under everyone's gaze.

  Most of the people at the scene showed astonished expressions on their faces. They obviously didn't expect that there would be anything that would bring Dumbledore, the de facto supreme leader of the Wuping Line, to the stage.

   There are also some people who seem to have guessed something long ago. After seeing Dumbledore on the stage, their faces showed the expected expression, and at the same time they held their breath.

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

   “I am actually a guest to this land and this country.”

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

  After Dumbledore led Wu Pingxian into the correctional facility, these French wizards no longer treated him as an outsider.

Maybe a commander from a foreign country will cause some people to reject him, but like Dumbledore, who is a leader who supports the entire team with his prestige and strength alone, no matter where he is, he will only Be seen by the locals as one of their own.

   To exclude him is to exclude all possibilities of success.

"Of course, in terms of ideals and standpoints, we are always the same person. I actually don't really like to have any long speeches. In my school, the students liked me the most when they first saw me. It's just that I never talk nonsense when everyone is happy or sad, and of course it is the same today."

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

There is also a device like a microphone beside him, which transmits every word Dumbledore says to all parts of Europe. Even in the UK, there are people from the British Ministry of Magic monitoring this public trial. .

"Since the fall of Hogwarts Castle, we have been in exile in England for 9 years, and it has been two years since we came to France. It has only been two years since the Wizards Equal Rights Front was established. But during these two years, we It disintegrated Voldemort's delusion of ruling France, and shattered his ambition to spread from England. From the beginning, a group of bereaved dogs have now formed a confrontation with him, which cost the lives and blood of an unknown number of people .”

"Parents lost their children, wives lost their husbands, and young children lost their mothers. Countless families were broken because of this. For 10 consecutive years, students have been forced to separate from their families and have all their memories hidden. Vagrant flight."

   There was a crying sound in the venue. The sound was not strong, but more like the uncontrollable sobbing of some people.

   Not only was Dumbledore's voice not covered by such cries, but it became even more intense.

"Maybe many people haven't had time to accept the current situation, but the facts are already in front of our eyes. Whether to maintain the current false peace, or to invade the UK and hang those **** who cannot be called human beings On the gallows, I don't think any of us will have a second answer!"

   Around the venue, the original glass walls suddenly disappeared.

  This made the originally bloated public trial scene looser, but this looseness did not last for a few seconds, and countless wizards wearing white Wupingxian robes filed in from all directions!

  There were seven people in the same white robes who rushed in here, and they used their lives to blow up the French Ministry of Magic that had just been claimed by Voldemort.

But today, there are no longer just seven people wearing white robes. The torrent of white has spread to the entire venue. Each of their faces is excited and determined, and there is a flickering light in their bright eyes. Light!

  Accompanied by Dumbledore's words, the emotions released by all the people present during the one-day public trial were all mobilized.

  Looking at the corpses floating on the gallows, the French wizards, whether they were sitting in their seats or standing, all stood up.

  They are dressed differently from the Wupingxian members in white robes around them, but they have the same expression in their eyes!

   "End it all! Hang them!"

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

And directly above the French Ministry of Magic, on Furstenberg Square, which had suffered an explosion, some pedestrians who were walking also felt the ground tremble slightly, and the shouts like waves penetrated the soil, making the people The setting sun that has already slanted to the west can also feel its power!

  All that happened at the conference was not just limited to the eyes. Through the wizard broadcast, almost the entire magic government in Europe heard Dumbledore's speech and the shouts of the French wizards in the audience.

  Many people who were standing in front of the radio changed their expressions on the spot, to the point where no one could guess what Dumbledore wanted to do!

In the British Ministry of Magic, the Auror Command has been in chaos for a long time. The Aurors have been monitoring the progress of this conference since the beginning of the public trial. Now, they finally know who the final target of this public trial is. Who are you going to point at!

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

"This time, the war will be started by us! We no longer have to passively bear the oppression and injustice brought to us by the enemy, but use violence to eliminate all of them! The gallows should not only be erected on the land of France, The island of Great Britain needs them more! We also need to bring the source of all these crimes, the man who calls himself Voldemort, to the trial stand, put a rope around his neck, and let this land cover us The night above has completely disappeared!"

  (end of this chapter)

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