All things are three at Hogwarts

"So, Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Potters; blew up a street, causing the death of a large number of Muggles; framed Sirius Black, resulting in his innocent being imprisoned in Azkaban for thirteen years..."

Allen noticed that Crouch's face was almost so gloomy that he could shed water when he heard "innocent being imprisoned".

Fudge had finished counting Pettigrew's charges and said loudly, "If you agree with the accusation, please raise your hands."

Sirius Black jerked his head up.

Hands were raised one after another, a lot of them...more than 70%!

Blake's breathing became rapid and he wanted to count carefully, but before he could finish counting, Fudge said: "If you agree that the crime is not established, please raise your hands."

Crouch looked around, and six or seven other people looked at him.

His hand moved slightly, but in the end he did not raise it.

Fudge's face showed a smile of victory involuntarily, "Mr. Crouch, why didn't you raise your hand twice? What do you mean..."

Crouch pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Okay," Fudge said with obvious relief in his voice, "then I can take it that you have no objection to their sentencing?"

"Of course." These two words popped out of Crouch's lips, which seemed to use up all his strength.

"Okay, now we have reached an agreement on the outcome of the trial. Sirius is acquitted and should receive reasonable compensation. The specific content of the compensation will be discussed after the meeting. And Peter Pettigrew should be punished."

"Now I ask the jury to vote," Fudge said loudly, "If you believe that the crimes Peter Pettigrew committed should be sentenced to receive the most extreme punishment of Azkaban, the Dementor's Kiss, please raise your hands! "

Fudge glanced at the jury members with a serious face. He had his own selfish motives. This case could not be turned over again. He needed to suppress Crouch's majesty and completely defeat this old opponent who had once posed a serious threat to his ministerial status.

The jury was silent. The Dementor's kiss was truly shocking.

"Would it be too much of a punishment to suck a person's soul?" Professor Dumbledore suddenly said, "How about a life sentence in Azkaban?"

Fudge took one look at Dumbledore and knew that the greatest white wizard in history must not be able to bear it anymore, and he had always opposed cruel punishments such as the Dementor's Kiss.

He did not reject Dumbledore's proposal directly, but said in a deep voice: "Everyone, think about the Potters and what you just saw in the pensieve!"

Fudge's tone was extremely serious, which made Professor Dumbledore, who thought of the Potters and Harry, fall silent.

"But instead of catching Peter Pettigrew, Black was caught by the Dementors. What would happen?" He said meaningfully.

There is no doubt that Black who successfully escaped from Azkaban made the Dementors very angry. Once they caught Black, what awaited Black would definitely not be deliberation like today, but a kiss from the Dementors.

Several witches in the jury were the first to raise their hands. Although women are soft-hearted, they are also the most likely to hate evil.

They thought of the scene they had seen in the pensieve before. The handsome wizard looked desperate in the dark prison and was getting thinner and thinner...

How pitiful Blake's situation was, how disgusting Pettigrew is now!

Gradually, more and more people raised their hands. They looked at Peter Pettigrew as if they were looking at a puddle of mud, with disgust.

Umbridge's eyes flashed and she raised her hand first, even though she did not have the right to vote.

Mr. Crouch still didn't raise his hand, but this time, Fudge simply turned a blind eye and ignored his opinion.

"Then, execute immediately." Fudge's face showed unprecedented determination and coldness.

"Wait!" a voice shouted.

It's Sirius Black!

"Black, do you have any objections?" Fudge asked in surprise. He never imagined that it would be Black who stood up to object.

Pettigrew burst into tears and stared at Black blankly, with hope shining in his eyes.

Black glanced at him with disgust, turned around, and said loudly: "I am willing to use all my compensation to replace a power."

All eyes were on Blake.

"I want to get the right to watch the execution in person! I want to watch him have his soul sucked away by the dementors!"

Blake said loudly, seeming to be venting thirteen years of resentment.

As long as it doesn't keep him alive. Fudge's heart calmed down, "Yes, I think he can obtain such power. Of course, the due compensation must be given to him."

The people in the jury nodded one after another and changed places. It was not difficult to understand Sirius's emotions at this time.

The light of hope in Peter Pettigrew's eyes disappeared, replaced by endless despair and fear.

Soon, two dementors walked into the trial room and walked straight towards Peter Pettigrew.

At first, as if making a final struggle, Pettigrew struggled to twist his body and screamed like crazy.

But this was doomed to be in vain, as those chains firmly fixed him to the chair.

As the Dementor got closer and closer, Pettigrew seemed to be stunned into silence, staring straight at the Dementor's head.

Blake's chains fell off and he was free.

But he didn't move.

Black watched the dementors walking towards Peter Pettigrew, watching them lift their hoods, revealing a large hole, sucking away Peter Pettigrew's soul bit by bit.

Blake let out a long howl, like a wounded wolf.

He felt as if his chest was being torn apart, and tears welled up in his chest, forming two torrents.

He fell to his knees with his forehead on the ground and muttered to himself.

All the wizards present were moved.

The unbearable feeling of having just witnessed Peter Pettigrew being given the Dementor's Kiss seemed to have eased a lot.

The down-and-out wizard kneeling below was once so prosperous and high-spirited.

Thinking back on the entire life he had spent, such a young and beautiful life, he was so innocent and suffered the punishment of thirteen years of darkness and imprisonment for no reason.

Allen, who was sitting in the audience, felt pity, but at the same time, he witnessed the process of the dementor absorbing a person's soul, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Perhaps, relying solely on the Patronus Charm to drive away Dementors is not an excellent method.

He needs to learn, explore, and find more effective ways to deal with dementors.

Professor Dumbledore connected his ten fingertips together, looked at Sirius in silence, and then looked at Peter Pettigrew.

The little star whose soul has been sucked away is just an empty body at this time. It no longer has self-awareness, no memory, no more... anything, and there is no hope of recovery. alive.