Reversal Incidents Team

Malfoy was thrown into Azkaban for no reason in Hermione's view.

And it is completely inconsistent with the disrespect of the basic rights of every wizard by the Wizarding Law.

The day after Hermione brought him home, she walked into her office with invincibility after arriving at the Ministry of Magic with Malfoy in the morning.

Percy and Wayne showed up in her office five minutes later, and Hermione stood up to shake their hands.He gestured to the female clerk sitting in the corner of the room with his chin, and explained. "This is a question about the illegal arrest of Draco Malfoy. Please sit down. Miss Hope is responsible for recording our conversation."

"Oh, okay." Percy and Wayne looked at each other, and sat down at Hermione's desk one by one.

Hermione said, "I have a meeting at nine/o'clock, so to keep things going, can you please keep my questions as short as possible?"

"Okay, Hermione," Percy said.

"No problem, Miss Granger." Wayne said awkwardly.

Hermione glanced at Wayne. She flipped through the notebook on the table. There were questions she had sorted out a long time ago. She pointed to the first one and asked Wayne. "Malfoy said that he sent you a letter written in invisible ink on the night of February/2/1/, which described in detail the hotel where Theodore Nott stayed and the door key he held to open it. exact time, and begging you to bring someone to stop him, yes?"

"Yes." Wayne said. "I reported it to Mr. Weasley immediately after receiving the letter, and we decided to act with the Auror Office the next day."

"Let me see," Hermione pointed to the second question, "Percy, according to reports from the Reversal of Incidents Team and the Auror Office, you presided over the capture of Theodore on 2/Mon/1/5/ Let me take a look at Nott's actions, at ten/one/o'clock/one/quarter, you arrested Nott who was about to abscond abroad in the room provided by Malfoy in the Beauty Hotel, didn't you?"

"Yes." Percy sat upright.

"This proves the accuracy of Malfoy's intelligence?" Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"That's true." Percy nodded.

"Then why did you handle this urgent request for the Minister's permission at ten o'clock/half/ and was finally taken to Malfoy's apartment by two Aurors?" Hermione praised the letter The report page with the details of the pros and cons of the arrest warrant.

Percy said, "We just wanted to ask Malfoy a few questions."

"According to the Wizarding Law, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have the right to question witnesses. If the witnesses do not cooperate, they have the right to apply for a subpoena from the Witness Communications Department of the Law Enforcement Division. This arrest warrant is obviously not issued in accordance with the law." Hehe Min said.

Percy folded his hands and leaned forward on the table. "Hermione, are you implying I'm breaking the law?"

"Maybe." Hermione leaned back, but her eyes were piercingly fixed on Percy, and a few seconds later she pointed to a third question. "Are you implying that the Aurors who carried out the arrest mission put Malfoy in Azkaban and interrogated the minister himself when he is free?"

"I might have suggested." Percy stroked his chin, and instead of looking at Hermione, he glanced at Wayne calmly.

"I don't want to ask any more questions." Hermione closed her notebook. "According to what I have learned, your behavior in this operation may cause you trouble, and I will not record the content that will lead to your conviction."

"Thank you." Percy stood up and pulled the hem of his suit, his thin body standing straight.Wayne quickly followed his boss and stood up. "If the culture is over, I think Wayne and I are going back to the third floor."

"Why?" Hermione asked puzzled, "Percy, I thought you liked Draco."

"Hermione, don't get me wrong." Percy smiled the second time he stepped into this office. He knew that Hermione didn't come here as Malfoy's girlfriend, or the deputy director of the Department of Legal Enforcement. Asking this question, just as a friend of the Weasley family. "After the battle at Hogwarts and the bloodshed, I'll never like anyone who once sided with the scum who killed Fred. Maybe we'll keep it polite, but believe me, as long as Given the chance, I will do everything I can to make him suffer and suffer."

Hermione stared silently at Percy, the most politically minded child in the Weasley family.

"Besides, I'm not the only one like this." After Percy finished, he sidled towards the door.

Hermione came out from behind the desk, wringing her hands. "I would recommend that Malfoy hire a lawyer to file a lawsuit against the person involved."

"You should do this." Percy dropped the words, opened the door and walked out first.

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At lunchtime, Hermione was passing Malfoy a piece of anchovy pizza, just as she was relaying to Malfoy the conversation she'd had with Percy that morning.She concluded by saying, "You should sue them and assert your rights."

"I won't." Malfoy took a bite of the pizza, he didn't let his face get a little bit of sauce, it was as elegant as eating in a high-end restaurant.

said Hermione. "I modified more than half of the new wizarding law, and you will win the case."

"I know, but Hermione, I wouldn't do that." Malfoy handed Hermione a silver-and-green striped handkerchief, something out of place in a pizza place.

Hermione took it and wiped her face, before asking curiously. "Where do you put this thing? You're dressed so casually today, shouldn't you have a pocket to keep it? And I want to know why you don't defend your rights."

"There's always a suitable place to put it." Malfoy gently took the handkerchief question, and he planned to do the same with the other question. "I just don't want to."

"Why?" asked Hermione persistently, having asked Malfoy a lot of questions since Valentine's Day night.

Malfoy said with a helpless expression. "Because Weasley was just one of many people who hated me, whose family and friends died at the hands of Death Eaters, and even though I was acquitted, I couldn't erase the fact that I was a Death Eater. People Will hit me hard."

"This is discrimination! I can't stand it!" Hermione felt a sense of justice ignite in her chest.

"Hermione, honey, this is my business, let me take care of it." Malfoy looked at Hermione with his gray blue eyes, and he knew that Hermione couldn't resist his look.

Hermione could only say, "Okay, but you know I'm not happy that you let those people go so easily."

"I'm not happy either." Malfoy said with a smile, "Let's talk about something that will make you happy. I decided to take the time to continue practicing the Patronus spell. It's really cold in Azkaban. I lay there When I set up a small bed like a rock, I thought it would be nice if there was a patron saint who could keep it warm."

"Hey, I'm glad you're willing to keep practicing it!" Hermione smeared the sauce on her chin again, "but why do you have a wand in Azkaban?"

Malfoy reached up and wiped the blemish from her chin.

Hermione said hastily. "That's not a problem, you just have to practice hard. I'll come back and supervise you sometime."

"Okay, okay," Malfoy said.

Hermione handed him another slice of pizza, she ate three and Malfoy only had one, so she paused for a moment. "I told the guard of Azkaban that the preferential treatment received by Lucius Malfoy is not in accordance with the law. They should treat every prisoner equally. If any money from Malfoy is found, they will facing court."

Malfoy regretted it so much now that he told Hermione what Lucius had seen him in Azkaban, his poor father was about to lose those 'privileges' he ran because of his righteous girlfriend .

Merlin bless him, maybe he should bring him more food that can be preserved when he visits him next month.Like pizza, my father would probably like it, as long as he wasn't told it was Muggle food.