[HP] Rosier's Rose

## 1980 Wizengamot

Sefula sat with her head bowed in the place of the judge in the center of the hall, listening to the judge above or someone else reading her life and crimes.

She gave up resistance after being bound by Ted Tonks' spell that day. Regardless of his injured leg, Alastor Moody simply stopped the bleeding and anxiously tried to convince her to admit her mistake, or let Ted let her go a horse.But obviously, neither of them listened to him.

Evan deserved what he deserved, but so what?If Moody had never shown mercy to any of the Death Eaters, perhaps Sephora wouldn't have hated him so much.The Ministry of Magic had allowed the Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curse for some time, but Moody had always compassionately wanted to give the Death Eaters a chance to repent, and had even taken many extra injuries trying to avoid killing people.

What's more, before Alastor Moody didn't pay attention, Sephora had been troubled by all kinds of dark thoughts for too long. It was hard not to think that if she had never been close to Moody and hadn't been changed by him, what would have happened to her? What will it be like?She will fight alongside Evan and meet Moody on the battlefield.Perhaps that day there will be an extra Auror who died heroically in battle, or a witch who was a pure Death Eater until she died. In short, it is not a poor brother who was killed by her lover, but still can't attack him a second time. insect.

Sefula doesn't want to see Moody anymore, and when she sees him, she will think of every bit of growing up with Evan, her past self, and what Dolphin said.She would think of the happy times they had spent together at Hogwarts, but there would be an extra blank-eyed, dead Evan in every scene.Moody wanted to get close to Sephora that night, but Sephora was tied up, closed her eyes and didn't look at him, and randomly turned the last magic power into a slashing curse and shot at the place where he made the sound.She drew the line one by one, until Ted Tonks gave her a silence, and then disregarded Alastor's objection, and forcibly sent Sephora to the temporary detention center.

There weren't many people involved in the Wizengamot Trial, probably because most were still busy fighting the Dark Lord's forces.Sevra didn't call anyone to testify for her, and she wouldn't have a brother to stand in for her, but Moody took the defense himself.

Ridiculous, Sephora thought.It was just like the time when she faced the Dark Lord. She only wanted to leave, but someone always excused her and wanted to help her stay.

Sefula sneered and interrupted Moody's defense with a piercing laugh. Instead of looking at him, she looked straight up in the direction of the chairman in front of her.

"Don't think of me too simply, you are insulting me." Sefula was distracted thinking, whose voice is so cold, cold without a trace of warmth? "I'm not a little white flower who has gone astray and never done evil. I am the Lord's most admired teacher and one of the Death Eaters he relies on most. Every black magic you have ever seen, every, one, one, Maybe it’s all my fault.”

"Sevra! Shut up!" Moody yelled angrily over there, turning his head to excuse anxiously, "Chief, it's not like that, she's just insane. She betrayed the Dark Lord very early, and she was taken Magic was trapped in the house for six or seven years, and she didn't know what she was talking about!"

So you still know?What to do, I hate you even more.

After Moody finished speaking, Sephora continued to speak slowly: "Is there anyone who has not forgotten the case of the Burns family in 74, I guess?" She heard the whispering above with satisfaction, "I am also at the scene, if Someone wants to see that magnificent scene, and I don't mind opening my mind for everyone."

"Sephora!"

An older voice motioned Moody to be quiet, and he asked Sephora why she had offered to confess.

Sefula heard herself replying to him in a voluptuous and contrived tone: "I didn't plead guilty, sir, I don't think what I did was wrong, how can this be called a crime?"

She leaned forward, just barely able to stick her head out of her cage, and suddenly thought no, that would be too ugly, that would be un-Rosier, so she stepped back a little bit, "I just don't want to My own brilliance is just being buried, if I want to suffer the insult of being treated as an idiot waste, I would rather choose Azkaban."

The higher-ups fell into discussion again, and Moody wanted to say something, but he was warned, and Severa heard someone tell him that if he disturbed the order, he would be kicked out.Soon someone came and gave Sephora a dose of veritaserum. The questions they asked were all under her intentional guidance. She answered them one by one, and the trial proceeded in the direction she expected.

"...Teaching black magic...Attacking Aurors...Participating in the Burns murder case...But thinking that he didn't kill anyone...Besides the danger level..."

"Sectum sever"

Sefula casually uttered a spell, hitting the marble floor, "I said don't underestimate me."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and she got another silence.The man who pronounced the sentence hurried off the pulpit with the parchment and returned with a new sentence.

"...with the highest level of danger, sentence Azkaban to 20 years of death."

Sefula raised the corners of her mouth, and looked towards Moody for the first time in a few days. He was a little haggard, and his face was full of helplessness and heavy sadness at the moment, and Sefula didn't know what was wrong with her, but It's only been a few days, now she sees him sad, and there is no pity in her heart, only indescribable pleasure.

The author has something to say:

At this time, no one knows that the Dark Lord will fall next year, and even the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix are only hopelessly stubborn. Severa can't return to the Dark Lord's camp, and she wants to stay away from Moody. There is nowhere to go, and she can't find it. The meaning of life is to go to Azkaban.

Of course, there is also a factor of wanting to torture others by abusing herself. She feels that she has nothing to lose, and it doesn't matter if she hurts herself by eight hundred, as long as she can kill one thousand enemies.