Vodai Ecstasy

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Riddle tilted his head, and said indifferently: "I know, what's the matter?"

"Of course you know it." Yaxley said leisurely: "Because you are its owner, and it happened to appear at the scene of Mrs. Scott's death when we checked."

Riddle frowned: "And then?"

"While the elf cannot betray his master, let alone accuse you, we have every reason to doubt its motives for being there, especially when your friend Angric is there at the same time as it and casts a spell , so please tell me why your elf is there, and why your friend has such friction with Mrs. Scout?"

Riddle stood there calmly, he heard every word of the official, but he felt that these accusations were very far away, he looked at the small room, the portraits on the wall were filled with righteous indignation, it seemed that they were all arguing for this ridiculous accusation And angry.After all, in the eyes of these souls, power and academies are always incompatible poles. Academic purity cannot tolerate the contamination of power, and power always wants to hold this purity in its hands, so they are always competing and playing games with each other.Tonight, their stand-off centered on a seemingly innocent student.

Surprisingly, he felt somewhat satisfied.Not angry at the revelation of the conspiracy, on the contrary, he appreciates such controversy, such attention, he should be the focus of everyone.

It's just that such an accusation is so flimsy that he finds it ridiculous.

"Anything else, sir?"

The boy said softly: "The time for night watch is about to pass, and you are already affecting the work of the school."

Yaxley froze for a moment, then replied, "Aren't you going to explain something?"

"What do you need me to explain?" The boy said gently, "I've been in school, I don't know."

The gray-clothed witch quietly turned back and came up to whisper a few words to Yaxley.

"But your friend said that he appeared there entirely because of your instruction." Yaxley raised his chin slightly and said loudly.

"What did I order?" The expression on the boy's face remained unchanged.

"You threatened Mrs. Scout to arrange a time magic there, because the layout was hasty and the witch was not obedient, so you called a helper, killed her together, and pretended that Grindelwald committed all of this crime!" Yaxley snapped, "You thought you were doing it perfectly, but you ignored Zongsi and the house elf who had witnessed everything, and you let the elf stay to deal with the aftermath, and you firmly believed that the elf would not betray His master, he didn't expect that he has a righteous will different from yours!"

The official's accusation was resounding, and the boy just tilted his head slightly, as if he disliked his sudden high-pitched voice, only Dumbledore frowned again.

"That's great, sir." The young man's expression became more and more loose, and he said softly: "But this is just your wishful thinking, and you have no evidence."

"Your friend has explained all this," Yaxley sneered, "I have evidence."

"No, you didn't." Riddle said helplessly: "Your reasoning is really good, but it's just a conjecture. First, I have an alibi. Secondly, the motive for the murder you mentioned is not valid. Time travel under the control of the Ministry of Magic It's very high-level magic, I'm just a fifth-year Hogwarts student, and it's far beyond my current ability."

"Unfortunately," Yaxley shook his head, pointed to the prefects behind Riddle, and said, "Do you think you have a good record of night watch and full attendance? But according to our inquiry just now, you are in Mrs. Scout I was late for the night watch on the day of my death, isn't that a little strange for a top student who has always been strict with himself? And before you joined the night watch, no one saw you and your friends, I think... After all, Hogwarts Disapparation is not allowed here, so you can only apparate to Hogsmeade after murdering Mrs. Scout with your partners, and then try to sneak into Hogwarts. It shouldn't be difficult to say, right? So, you were late for the night watch."

The sawing balance seemed to start to tilt, and Riddle stood there silently, as if he had fallen on his own arrogance.

Yaxley began to gloat: "Now, you don't have an alibi, and I, with your friend's testimony, and the elf's, so stop quibbling and tell me how you planned this murder, Perhaps the Ministry of Magic will be lenient..."

"Enough!" Dippet couldn't help interrupting the official's speech: "This is not the interrogation room of the Ministry of Magic, you are out of order..."

"We always need a more flexible approach in special times." Yaxley raised his eyes and looked at Dumbledore who had been silent: "Of course, if the headmaster and professor can agree to our request, we are very happy to review it more carefully in accordance with the procedural requirements. This case, after all, is just two children..."

"Sir." The boy's gentle voice sounded again: "Are you insisting on planting me just to intimidate Hogwarts? Then I think you may be disappointed."

"I framed you?" Yaxley sneered, "Do you really treat yourself as an innocent person?"

Malfoy, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly clenched his fists. Riddle's expression was all too familiar to him now. He also had this expression during the prefect election, sizing up his weak opponent as if watching a joke.

But what was missing this time?The murder he and Nord had managed to find out, and the elf was on their side, loyal to its old master, what went wrong?

"I don't think so," Riddle shook his head, "I'm an innocent person, it's a pity that my insignificant fate can't affect Professor Dumbledore's determination." The young man slowly looked around his body Teachers and classmates seem to be silently accusing them of distrusting themselves.The boy's eyes finally fell on the elf Krall: "You say, am I really your master?"

Clare wanted to nod reflexively, but suddenly clutched her head and swayed back two steps, screaming: "No! You're not! Krall's master is Grande!"

Everyone was stunned by this speech, and Yaxley reacted first, and hurriedly said: "What did you do? You are forcing him to give false testimony!"

"I didn't do anything, sir." The boy's answer was still calm: "I'm just an ordinary student, but you probably don't know much about my life. Unlike most wizards, I was in a Muggle orphanage Growing up, why did you think such a poor schoolboy with nothing could have a house-elf who generally served a wizarding family for life?"

"Liar! Riddle is a big liar! He deceived Claire! He deceived the master! My poor master..." Clare suddenly realized something, and cursed emotionally.

"Enough." Riddle said indifferently.

"No! Don't even think about it! You big liar!" Klar pointed at the boy and said, "You planned this murder. I saw with my own eyes that the old master was deceived and coerced by you, and you killed her, you cold-blooded Ruthless executioner!"

As he said that, the emotional elf even cast a few spells on the young man, but under the interception of everyone, none of the spells really hurt the young man.

Yaxley waved his wand to end the drama, but the elf broke free of his magical shackles and disappeared into thin air with a thud.

"Notify the Department of Magical Creatures," Yaxley yelled coldly, turning his head to glare at Riddle: "What the hell did you do?"

"Sir, I didn't do anything." Riddle sighed softly, and he seemed to be tired of saying this: "After you witnessed that elf cursing and attacking me, you still believe that it belongs to me." What house-elf can attack its master?"

"I still have testimony." Yaxley clenched his wand tightly.

"From my friend?" Riddle said helplessly: "What you just said is just a story made up to frame me. If my friend really admitted these accusations, why didn't you bring him with me? Face to face?"

Without waiting for the official to answer, the boy quickly continued: "Because he didn't admit it at all, you just want to scare me into submission, you took advantage of the opportunity that my friend lost his wand, and the coincidence that I slept on the night watch that day, Your story is really good, it almost came true, thanks to Merlin, the elf under your control just woke up, but unfortunately he has already panicked to accuse me."

"Angelic lost his wand?" Dippet wondered.

"Yes." Riddle said helplessly: "On the first day of the Christmas holiday, he went to Ollivander to buy a new one. Of course, you can still regard it as a preparation for murder, but the Ministry of Magic can locate The location of Zongsi, if this gentleman is willing to check carefully, I think that the key evidence should not be located at Hogwarts."

"You're really too confident. If it wasn't at Hogwarts, how could we find you so quickly?" The other party still refused to budge.

"Then I hope you can find out where it is publicly now," Riddle said softly: "It's better in front of my teachers and classmates, you know, it's much harder to splash dirty water than to wash it off, everything you do It's affecting my reputation too much."

"Rika, show him."

The gray-clothed witch waved her wand with a cold face, and a fat wizard suddenly appeared in the air. Yaxley said loudly, "Frode, where is that wand now?"

The fat wizard rubbed his hands, and said awkwardly: "I just wanted to report to you, but Hogwarts has protective magic, we can't get past it..."

"What's the matter?" Yaxley said hastily.

"That magic wand..." The fat wizard looked up at the sky in embarrassment, and finally said ruthlessly, "I just crossed the border, and now I think it has entered France."

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