Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 219 Dementor's Kiss

Faced with Peter's objections, Mr. Crouch backed down.

Peter was the hero who destroyed Voldemort, and he was also the victim who was brought directly to Voldemort by Snape. Mr. Crouch had no position to oppose him.

Crouch took out a roll of parchment from his cloak, walked to Snape's bed in annoyance, lit his wand and read quickly: "Severus Snape, you have violated multiple Wizarding law for murder, injury, torture, false imprisonment, forcing others to commit crimes, using the Unforgivable Curse, and crimes against humanity."

Crouch paused, as if observing Snape's reaction.Snape raised his left hand and covered his face with his sleeve, avoiding the light from the tip of Crouch's staff in disgust.

"Did you hear that?" Crouch asked sternly.

"Yes." Snape said quietly.

Crouch wasn't pleased with his bland reaction, "You don't look very remorseful," he said, bringing his glowing wand close to Snape's face, which sank a few more inches into the pillow, "I wondered if you Will you still be so indifferent when facing the kiss of the dementor?"

Snape said nothing, but his face turned paler.

"You tortured me with the Cruciatus Curse over and over again, weakening my willpower, forcing me to tell my secrets, and you're a Legilimency... Tell me, how much do you know about my family?"

Snape raised his eyebrows, "Mister Minister, do you want to make a deal with me?"

"You don't need to call me that, I won't be a 'Minister' any more soon," Mr. Crouch straightened his waist, and glanced at Peter, Dumbledore and McGonagall, "During the tortured days , I regret my past choices every moment, I was once blinded by power, but now I wake up."

He changed back to his businesslike expression, and lowered his eyes to glance at the parchment in his hand.

"Snape, according to wizarding law, the serious crimes you are accused of are not within the scope of bail, but in view of your medical condition, you are released on special bail, with Albus Dumbledore and Peter Peddie Road acting as sureties for you People. You will stand trial next week to answer the above charges, and the Ministry of Magic will then legally summon you. Above."

"I see," said Snape curtly. "Thank you, Mr. Minister."

Crouch stuffed the parchment back into his cloak and gestured to the door, and the Dementor slid over, clutching a pair of shackles in its rotting, scabbed hands, the chains clattering eeriely.

Peter took the poplar wand out of his sleeve and pointed it at the dementor with the "Dragon's Breath" handle, and the dementor immediately backed away timidly.It doesn't know what the handle of the staff is, but it can feel the power contained in it, enough to destroy it.

Mr. Crouch's lips moved, but before he could speak, Dumbledore took the shackles from the dementor calmly, "You know, I don't like dementors, let alone allow them to come near A wounded man."

As he spoke, he lightly put one of the shackles on Snape's immobile right wrist, tapped with his wand, and the shackles locked tightly, but the other side was taken off together with the iron chain .

Dumbledore handed half of the shackles to Mr. Crouch, but Crouch looked a bit ugly and didn't take the shackles back.

"That's enough, Barty." Dumbledore shook the iron chain in his hand lightly, making a noise, "Zongsi can report his whereabouts and spellcasting to the Ministry of Magic, and Peter and I will also send him Take care of it, besides, his left hand can't wear the shackle."

Crouch glanced at Snape's left hand, took the shackles, turned and left the room, taking the dementor with him.

Looking at the back of the dementors going away, Professor McGonagall said angrily, "Last night, these dementors almost killed us all!"

Dumbledore said: "I have been working hard to make these dementors no longer serve as jailers, but Alastor sneered at this. He thought that without the torture of dementors, dark wizards would be more confident."

"Speaking of this," Peter suddenly thought of something, "is Mr. Crouch planning to liquidate the Death Eaters at all costs?"

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "after he was discharged from St. Mungo's hospital early in the morning, he formed a temporary committee without stopping to work on putting all Death Eaters to death. This afternoon, without trial, he Put the Dementor's Kiss on Antonin Dolokhov, and tomorrow morning's Daily Prophet will tell us which Death Eaters have been executed."

"Dolokhov's cruelty matches the dementor's kiss...To be honest, I actually want to applaud Mr. Crouch," Peter said with a smile, "but what he did might not be legal, right?"

"On the contrary, according to an act passed centuries ago, the Minister of Magic has the power to execute 'extremely dangerous criminals' without trial in very special circumstances," said Dumbledore with a serious expression. That's why I insisted on keeping Severus at school."

Peter glanced back at Snape, who had closed his eyes again.

Snape's right arm hung limply outside the blanket, and there were no chains around the wrist.There is no difference between wearing or not wearing these shackles, at most it is a symbolic meaning of status - you can't make a hand that can't move even more immobile.

"I believe that Mr. Crouch will give Severus a fair sentence when the initial anger has passed," Peter said as he walked out the door. "I think he is kind and courageous inside." Taking on important responsibilities for everyone is just a little extreme."

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For the next week, Hogwarts was both peaceful and noisy.

All classes have stopped, all students are free, they have packed their bags, waiting for the end-of-semester banquet.

Teachers, Ministry of Magic staff and even students' parents are helping to restore Hogwarts Castle. The winged warthog statue in front of the Great Hall has been erected again, and the four house hourglasses behind the teachers' table are all filled with gems. There will be no college cups in the school year, because every college has full marks.

Grieving family members of the deceased came to mourn the death of their loved ones in twos and threes. Flowers and long lights were placed everywhere in the castle, but joy and excitement were also brewing in every corner of the campus.

Happiness will eventually come, but people still need a little time to digest sadness and exhaustion.

On Wednesday morning, Peter enjoyed a hearty breakfast as usual, and declined a few overly enthusiastic photo requests.

Snape quietly appeared at the staff table.

"Severus!" Peter stood up and shook his hand enthusiastically, "Great, are you able to walk?"

Snape gave a short smile, and then he took his right hand out of Peter's grasp, shook his sleeve, and covered the shackles on his wrist with it.

(End of this chapter)