Salted Fish Professor at Hogwarts

After Phineas finished talking to him, he chatted with some other news, and then returned to the Hogwarts principal's office to reply to Dumbledore.

After the people left, he knew that it was not far away when he could move freely, and he could finally see what this wonderful wizarding world was like!

Early the next morning, that is, July [-]th, his doorbell rang. Regulus, who had been waiting for this moment, hurried over to open the door.

When he opened the door and saw the person coming clearly, he was a tall, bald black wizard with a golden earring on one ear and wearing a blue wizard robe.

At this time, he also judged the identity of the person based on his costume. This person would be Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt from the Ministry of Magic!

"Hello Mr. Black, I will guide you to the Ministry of Magic next, and I will accompany you throughout the process.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Kingsley Shacklebolt! "

Kingsley in front of him said to him with a smile on his face, not at all antagonizing each other because one was an Auror and the other was a Death Eater.

"Kingsley Shacklebolt, I know you sir. I went to the Shacklebolt family ten years ago. At that time, I was received by an old wizard who looked very similar to you, named Charles Shacklebolt.

I saw your photo on a wall of the Shacklebolt family. It seemed like you were about to become an Auror at that time! "

"Yes, I was interning with Alastor at the time and had not officially become an Auror. Let's talk while we walk now so as not to delay your hearing!"

Regulus nodded and followed Kingsley with the staff in his hand.

Kingsley was not surprised at all by the image of him holding a cane that was at least 1.5 meters long and with a ruby ​​inlaid on the wooden top. After all, there were too many wizards in strange costumes in the wizarding world.

Although the cane in his hand was said to be a bit too long, he didn't say anything. After leaving Grimmauld Place, the two of them apparated to the visitor entrance of the Ministry of Magic.

A red and tattered phone booth appeared in front of him. The surrounding environment was in a mess, and the people around them seemed not to notice their sudden appearance at all.

'It seems that the Muggle Expelling Curse and Confusion Curse have worked! '

Kingsley then walked towards the phone booth, and followed everyone else into the phone booth.

Two adults were in the phone booth, but it was not crowded for them. It seemed that the phone booth had been cast an invisible stretching spell.

Under Kingsley's guidance, he told the reason for his visit and his name, then the silver badge came out on the phone, and then the phone booth began to descend.

The phone booth descended into the foyer. Rows of fireplaces on both sides emitted green light from time to time, and Ministry of Magic staff walked out of the fireplaces one by one.He registered his wand in the main hall, and then followed Kingsley into an elevator.

The elevator went down to the ninth floor underground, and then led by Kingsley to the tenth underground floor. This was Regulus's first visit to the tenth underground floor of the Ministry of Magic.

He was led into a trial room. Fifty seats on the high platform in the room were filled with wizards, all wearing purple robes with a delicate silver 'W' embroidered on the left chest.

But in the center of the room, there was a chair. Regulus saw the chair in the middle, and consciously walked to the chair with his staff and sat down. At this time, Kingsley, who had brought him here, did not come in at all.

Looking around, I saw Dumbledore among the many wizards. He was sitting at the nearest position on the podium.

"On July [-]th, this court hearing will hear the crime committed by Regulus Arcturus Black. The defendant currently lives in Grimmauld Place, northwest London.

Interrogator: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic.

The charges against the defendant are as follows: He joined the Death Eaters, an extremist organization, in 1979 and committed all kinds of evil under the leadership of the Dark Lord, which is illegal.

Regulus Black, do you admit to being a Death Eater? "

Regulus, who was sitting in the judgment seat, held the staff in his hand and showed no consciousness of being tried. His eyes were wandering around. When he saw Dumbledore, the two of them even made eye contact.

When he heard Fudge asking him a question, he came back to his senses and started to answer the question.

"Mr. Minister, everyone knows what the Death Eaters' mark should be. It is the Dark Mark branded on their arms by the Dark Lord. But~"

After he finished saying this, he placed the staff against the chair and exposed both arms. Two unmarked arms were exposed in front of everyone.

"But there is nothing on my arm, not the Dark Mark that is necessary for Death Eaters. You don't think that the Dark Lord would change the fixed position of the Dark Mark for me!"

This statement made the fifty wizards at the scene explode. They thought it was certain that they could put a Death Eater into Azkaban after being tried for the first time in ten years. But now the most important evidence of the opponent is Gone!

Fudge, who was originally excited about his political achievements, now seems to have been poured cold water on him.

He hurriedly walked down from the rostrum, took out his wand and started casting magic on Regulus's arms.

"Reveal yourself urgently!" It's no use!

"The original nature appears immediately!" It's not working yet!

These two magic spells had no effect, and the arm remained the same as before.

"Clear water like a spring, cleansed, swept away by a whirlwind!"

In the end, Fudge also used a cleansing spell, intending to physically find the hidden things, but still found nothing.

He couldn't help but feel discouraged because of the unchanged arm. At first, the accusation against Regulus didn't seem to be true.

"Mr. Minister, are there no new discoveries? But I still have to explain clearly what happened back then. Otherwise, no matter where I go in the future, I don't want my story to be spread in the magic world again!"

Regulus said to Fudge, who had returned to the rostrum. As he spoke, he put down his sleeves and held the staff in his hand again. The moment he held the staff, his I really felt a lot more at peace.

"I want to say that I did join the Death Eaters back then!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the scene was in a frenzy again, and the sound of discussions in twos and threes could not be heard.

While many Wizengamot member wizards were still discussing, Regulus spoke again: "But I joined the Death Eaters for no other purpose, I just wanted to preserve the continuation of the Black family.

As everyone should know, my stupid brother has been hanging out with James Potter and he was causing a lot of trouble for the Dark Lord at the time.

And his non-stop jumping around has put our Black family under the pressure of the Dark Lord. In order to save the family, we have to take sides and openly support the Dark Lord.

And I also came to work under the Dark Lord. Apart from being a lobbyist for him, I have never done anything else.

Although I don’t know why Sirius later betrayed James Potter and became the Dark Lord’s man.But these had nothing to do with me, and I was already trapped. "