HP's Foreign Land

There was still some time before they left the court, so they had no choice but to wait outside the court obediently.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, Heimdall began to look around.

The lighting in the house is entirely dependent on the slanted light from overhead, a dome made of transparent windows.Translucent clouds float slowly under the glass windows, occasionally casting dappled light and shadows on the ground.The powder-white walls are covered with one-meter-high dark clapboards, and a golden "W" can be seen every half a meter.Slender copper-cast flower stands that are taller than a person are squatting in the corners of the surrounding walls. Emerald green branches and leaves flow down the flower stands like a waterfall, forming a beautiful plant landscape.

In the center of the ground in the waiting area of ​​about [-] square meters, small colored bricks the size of a table tennis ball paved with the words "International Wizengamot" shone brightly white under the sufficient light.The ground is spotless and smooth, and the tiny gaps between the bricks are clearly visible.

Generally speaking, the atmosphere here is as solemn and solemn as Heimdall originally imagined, and the decoration method is also moderate and rigorous, which is in line with the meticulous case handling spirit advocated by the judicial department.

There was another door in the waiting area, the chocolate-coloured cherrywood double doors that had been closed tightly when they entered.

Staring at that door all the time will make people feel suffocated and depressed.

"Behind that door is a five-meter-wide corridor. On both sides are court halls of various sizes, which are classified according to the degree of impact of the accepted cases." Victor said to Heimdall.

Carlo was the first to react, and hurriedly took out his notebook, feeling a little bored, why didn't he think of doing a survey before arriving?While complaining about his mistakes, he flipped through his notebook and took notes.

After entering the door, you will feel the darkness for a moment. When your vision recovers very quickly, you will see dark purple silk curtains with mottled and corroded lower edges hanging on the high walls on both sides of the corridor, like two thick stone walls, with Centuries of silence and coldness.

Hundreds of years of footsteps have scuffed the ground, making bumps and bumps underfoot.

The corridors are claustrophobic and gloomy, without windows, and the wall lamps on the walls are always under-lit. Every time you pass through a trial hall, a thin halo of light will leak from the cracks in the closed doors, and the outlines of the doors will become strange shapes. At first glance, it looks like some kind of weird creature, waiting and ready to move behind the door.

Looking up, the ceiling above his head is lost in darkness.

If you are a prisoner awaiting trial, the uneasiness will arise and intensify.

Some prisoners went mad before even reaching the courtroom.

Carlo also went "crazy", frantically waving the quill pen and brushing on the small book.

Ryan stretched his neck and leaned over to have a look. Little Pepper and the monkey were impatient to hear this. Seeing Ryan's actions, they found it amusing, so they also leaned over to surround Carlo.

As soon as a few people diverted their attention, Heimdall and Victor became vacant.

Victor whispered to Heimdall: "It turned out to be like this, but I don't know what's going on now."

Heimdall was taken aback for a moment, so?I raised my eyes and looked at him for a moment, and suddenly realized under the gentle gaze of my boyfriend, "The 'original' you said refers to Principal Vasilyevich?"

Victor laughed but said nothing.

Heimdall remembered that when Jolf met the principal for the first time, he was in a heavily guarded room, with guards guarding the door outside, and a thick iron fence erected on the outermost layer of the room.He wanted to go to the innermost room to see the headmaster, but the guard still looked reluctant and told him a lot of precautions, where was he going to see the headmaster of Durmstrang, It's more exaggerated than prison visits.

Yolf's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, so he didn't think about the weirdness in it, and he didn't think to ask about it when he got married with the principal later.

The current Heimdall has been influenced by Carlo for a long time and has some gossip spirit. Although this gossip is a bit old, at least this nerve has finally "awakened" after many years!

Silently organized the vocabulary in his heart, and just about to speak, a group of wizards moved here from the corridor leading to the stairs, and Heimdall saw Rommel in the crowd.

He stood up.

Victor sat without moving at first, and when Rommel was close at hand, he seemed unwilling to get up.

Carlo and the others also stood up.

Harry was idly watching them exchanging greetings, and noticed that Lupine had moved, and hurriedly stood up along with him.Harry's boredom didn't last long, and within a short while, he was surrounded by many admiring wizards chatting, shaking hands and greetings, so busy.

While speaking, he saw Lucius Malfoy kiss Sturluson's cheek very gently through the gap in the human wall, and then talked affectionately. Harry felt surprised, and then thought of Sturluson It seemed to have been mentioned before that he and Draco Malfoy were cousins, but hearing it was the same thing, and seeing it in person was still quite shocking.

The Slytherin students were all contemptuous and arrogant, and the gentleness shown by Lucius Malfoy in front of him collided with Harry's cognition.

It was a Slytherin, whether it was Lucius Malfoy or Draco Malfoy, they were all Slytherins.

In Harry's memory, Lucius Malfoy had never had such, such - Harry thought for a long time - such a kind expression!

And Heimdall on this side was stunned under the visual impact of the huge crowd that came suddenly, "Is everyone here to listen?" Good guy, dozens of people came here at once, and there are wizards on the stairs over there Keep going here.

"That's right." Rommel laughed, "The Supreme Court just started distributing witnesses the day before yesterday, and I heard they were all sold out in just one day."

"I got it after paying back the money." Someone said as he squeezed in front of them with difficulty, and smiled the moment he saw Heimdall.

"Snow!" Heimdall greeted him in surprise.

Snow immediately hugged him, hugged him tightly, and said cheerfully, "Do you miss me?"

Heimdall nodded and smacked him hard on the face.

Snow sighed contentedly.

Several men around looked sideways, their eyes seemed to be shining with jealousy.

"Don't look at the number of people who came, more than half of them are 'guards and robbers'." Rommel said with a smile.

Noticing the hesitation in Heimdall's eyes, Viktor said, "Most of the people who came here are insiders of the Wizarding Union."

Heimdall nodded and understood.

Rommel glanced sideways, and Victor directly pretended to be dull.

At this time, a wizard dressed in a black wizard robe with the abbreviation "International Wizengamot" embroidered in gold on the chest walked quickly, and looked around the outermost layer of the crowd. Some sharp-eyed wizards had already spotted him. , gave way to him one after another, and within a short time, the human wall in front of the black-robed wizard split into two like Moses opening the Red Sea.

The black-robed wizard nodded gratefully to the wizards on both sides, and walked to Heimdall and the others in a very low-key way, "Several of you are witnesses who will appear in court today."

Everyone said yes.

"Please follow me, I will take a few to the witness preparation room."

According to the procedure, the trial inside will begin as soon as the witnesses are in place.

Heimdall quickly bid farewell to several men, followed everyone with his boyfriend and left the waiting area with the wizard in black.

The black-robed wizard led them into a small room with a few chairs. Heimdall guessed that another brightly painted dark red door in the room might lead to today's courtroom.

After 10 minutes, the door opened. Accompanied by their guardians, Pepper and Monkey left the preparation room. Everyone couldn't help looking inside, but they couldn't see anything, and there was no sound at all.

The door closed silently,

The room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

Carlo and Ryan couldn't help becoming tense, and even Heimdall felt panicked for no reason.

Victor put his hands on his hands, Heimdall smiled at him, Victor stroked his hair, and mouthed: Don't be nervous, it's okay.

Then Carlo went in.

Then, Ryan also went in, followed by Anita.

And then, it's Victor's turn.

Heimdall was the only one left in the room. He sat there for a while, and then took out a mini card book from the pocket of his robe, which was filled with the key points of the history of magic. He flipped through the pages and recited silently.

The black-robed wizard who had been guarding the dark red gate squinted at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Do you know which trial hall is used by the Supreme Court today?"

Heimdall looked up blankly, and the other party was quite patient until he said "I don't know" before continuing.

"The largest troll hall was used for today's court session. Do you know where the troll got its name?"

Heimdall thought for a while, and then asked, "Is it from the troll incident that the first chief broke with Liechtenstein?"

The black-robed wizard smiled.

Heimdall knew he was right.

The black-robed wizard continued, "The Troll Hall has been used four times since it was completed, and it was fully repaired in 45 to 'receive' Grindelwald, but it still didn't work. Mr. Sirius Black should be honored. "

The dark red door suddenly clicked open.

The wizard in black robe made a gesture of invitation to Heimdall.

Heimdall hesitated before pushing the door open, and said to the international Wizengamot guard on duty: "Did my dad say hello to you?" Otherwise, why would you talk to him?It should be to take care of him, right?

The judicial policeman put on a straight face, "Hurry up."

Heimdall touched his nose and walked through the door.

No wonder they didn't see anything in the preparation room. Behind the door was a narrow elevator room. As soon as he stood still, the elevator automatically closed the iron door behind him and made a loud bang. The elevator shook and started to move.

It stopped in an instant, and the old wooden door inlaid with a piece of frosted glass creaked open in front of it. The dazzling light suddenly hit, and Heimdall closed his eyes uncomfortably.

There was also a guard on duty outside the elevator, looking at him without any emotion at the moment.

Heimdall knew he was reminding himself to hurry up.

Stepping out of the elevator, the Troll Hall suddenly appeared in front of you.

so big!This was Heimdall's first feeling.

so quiet!This is the second feeling.

There are so many people!This is the third feeling.

The Hall of Monsters is a circular building built in the style of an ancient Roman arena, surrounded by stepped seats that rise upwards, and above the head is a glass dome with a large span. Natural light shines into the hall through the dome, giving people a sense of nakedness. A sense of natural openness under the sky.

The [-]-seat seat facing the elevator is the workplace of the Wizengamot judges.

As soon as he entered the troll hall, a hundred judges suddenly focused on him, and the feeling at that moment was extraordinary.

The surrounding auditorium was packed, and the case of Sirius had attracted much attention from the very beginning.

The witness stand was diagonally opposite to the right of the trial seat, and there was also a judicial policeman standing there, using gestures to remind him what to do and how to do it.

There was no sound in the huge hall, and with so many pairs of eyes watching at the same time, Heimdall didn't dare to look around. He took advantage of the very short time he walked to the witness stand to quickly scan the distribution of people around him. He saw the trial Sirius Black, sitting in a small cage-like space on the left of the seat, also saw the two inverted conical rostrums facing the trial seat. The special representative of the British Ministry of Magic stood behind one of the rostrums, and the other The last is a strange wizard.

Heimdall guessed that he might be the lawyer who defended Sirius Black today.

After walking onto the witness stand, Heimdall first took out his wand and put it in a small black velvet-lined box on the witness stand. The box closed automatically and the metal buckle on the outside was also fastened automatically.

Heimdall put his right hand on the box, and said in a clear voice, "I, Heimdall Strulusson, solemnly swear today that every word I say is true and consistent with the facts. "

"Okay, Mr. Sturluson, we have all heard your oath." The International Wizengamot today's court trial chief nodded to him, picked up the document in front of him and looked at it, and just about to speak, the British Ministry of Magic Representatives protested.

"Mr. Chief, judges, I ask him to recuse himself!"

Heimdall sighed in his heart when he heard this. In fact, he had hesitated to testify in court at the beginning, but he didn't expect that it would happen to him.

Noisy discussions suddenly erupted in the auditorium, so many people whispered together, in this closed environment, I felt something buzzing in my ears.

The chief on duty tapped the gavel, his voice quickly subsided, and the chief waved his hand at the representative of the British Ministry of Magic.

The representative immediately said, "I request the privilege of invoking testimony and ask Mr. Stulusson to recuse himself!"

"Protest!" the defense lawyer shouted immediately. "Mr. Sturluson and Mr. Sirius Black are not married, cannot invoke the privilege of testimony, and Mr. Sturluson testified voluntarily."

The drafting of the privilege of testimony in the wizarding world originated from the chaos of the Muggle Holy See burning witches in the Middle Ages. Many families were destroyed, causing a large number of children to lose their mothers. Among them, half-blood wizarding families were the most persecuted.

The wizards at the time believed that the relationship between husband and wife should be the most trustworthy, and the law has the right and should protect this relationship. In addition, the behavior of the Holy See has greatly affected the order of the wizarding world, which has caused serious damage to the personal life and family peace of the wizards. The great damage caused the birth rate of newborns in the wizarding world to decline. Therefore, the Wizengamot at that time would rather sacrifice the justice of individual cases than maintain the stability of tens of millions of wizarding families.If husband and wife testify against each other, they will be forced to destroy this mutual trust, which also means that the law allows them to destroy this mutual trust, and these were not acceptable or tolerated by the wizarding world at that time.

Thus the rudiment of the testimony privilege came into being.

That is to say, when the testimony of one spouse may cause damage to the other party's reputation, property, or even criminal prosecution, etc., the privilege of testimony can be invoked to refuse to testify in court.

The wizards who knew this law couldn't help laughing and laughing, and titters rang out in the listening area.

It's simply a bull's head and a horse's mouth.

Rommel's face suddenly sank, and Heimdall, the witness seat, showed a helpless expression, and they thought of another possibility at the same time.

as predicted.

The blushing representative of the British Ministry of Magic shouted, "I demand enforcement!"

Many wizards roared with laughter.

But quite a few wizards figured it out, showed contemplative expressions, and looked at the boy in the witness stand with complicated eyes.

Lucius couldn't help but tense up, clutching the cane tightly with both hands.

Snow also grimaced.

Osam knew that the minister was desperate.

Fudge did go all out. Once Black’s matter is known, what awaits him next is the case of the ancient town of Kapok. Of course, he doesn’t think that he can still sit safely in the position of minister. The opposition in the ministry have already decided to Impeach him, in other words Cornelius Fudge is likely to step down early.

The representative of the British Ministry of Magic shouted again, "Mr. Sturlusson is related to Mr. Black. Family members under the age of 17 are not allowed to testify in court."

Of course, this is also included in the part of the close relatives of the privilege of testimony, which is also one of the laws enacted at the beginning. Its purpose is also to maintain family harmony, protect mutual trust among family members and a peaceful life.

Someone was laughing wildly, it was Sirius Black, as if he had heard some funny joke, he was leaning back and forth in the cage.

The chief on duty tapped the gavel three times before Sirius calmed down, but his shoulders were still shaking.

The chief on duty glanced at the defense lawyer without showing any signs, and there was no movement at all, but his face was a little ugly. It seemed that he didn't intend to entangle this issue any longer, in other words, he gave up.Then he looked at Heimdall again, he had no intention of speaking, and was very calm.So I knew it in my heart, and reminded me, "It must be of direct blood."

The representative of the British Ministry of Magic came alive immediately, and said loudly with piercing eyes: "You can ask him if his biological father is Sirius Black, and if his mother is Ivy Malfoy!"

In the auditorium, all sounds disappeared for a moment, and everyone held their breath in unison.

This dramatic and weird dead silence lasted for a long time, as if no one dared to break it first.

Sirius in the cage finally stopped shaking. After being dumbfounded for a moment, he suddenly came back to his senses, jumped up impulsively, and was dragged back by the chain on the chair.

He slumped back to the chair in embarrassment, not caring about the embarrassment at the moment, he stared at the boy on the witness stand in the distance with wide eyes, how could... how could it be... no, no, no...

At this moment, Sirius felt very confused.

He heard himself panting, hoarse and rapid.

Memories of the past swept across mountains and seas, beautiful, happy, angry, lost, sad... including those who hate and hate.

Harry was stunned for a long time, and then reacted suddenly, turned his head to look at Lupine in a hurry, and asked with his eyes, "Is this true?" with an expression of disbelief.

Lupine nodded hesitantly, then smiled, an unnatural smile.

"What are you looking for, Mr. Strulusson?" Finally, the rotating chief broke the silence.

After being silent for a long time on the witness stand, Heimdall began to look around. Hearing what the chief said, he said calmly: "I am under 17 years old. I have the right to remain silent on the witness stand. I refuse to answer the questions that may be faced next. In order not to affect the progress of this case, I ask my guardian to speak on his behalf.”

The representative of the British Ministry of Magic curled his lips unwillingly, but when he thought of the guardian he was talking about... the tip of his nose began to sweat.

The defense attorney gave Heimdall an appreciative look.

The chief on duty chatted softly with the judges beside him, then glanced back at his colleagues behind him, and finally struck the gavel, "This court approves the guardian's appearance in court."

Someone in the gallery stood up, it was Rommel.