[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

Then they pushed the door open.

The man who had just woken up was sitting in front of the window.

If you use the image in a glance to describe her, I'm afraid it can only remind people of some bad words - skinny, face like a withered ghost, after all, a person who has not eaten for decades, It is impossible to maintain the state of a healthy person.

"Dumbledore?" She asked softly, her voice was difficult, with an old sense of age, "You look a lot older."

"Time flies." Dumbledore looked calm, "Many years have passed..."

She didn't speak any more, just looked at the snow outside the window, and she didn't even smell her breath.

"Your box has been with me—"

"Leave it alone," Su Fu said indifferently, "I won't need the things from the past again."

This memory ends here.

Immediately afterwards, many blurred pictures and inexplicable scenes drifted past like rushing water, and then stopped in Dumbledore's office.

Spread out on his desk was a very ordinary-looking box. However, in fact, this box was cast with a very advanced space extension magic. Its capacity was almost incalculable, but the owner of the box didn't seem to cherish it.

There were potion bottles of unknown age, Quidditch uniforms, a tattered harmonica, and many other things in a mess. Su Fu walked over and pulled out a magic wand from the corner of the box , and then closed the box roughly.

"If you think it's taking up space, just throw it away."

She said and left.

Dumbledore sighed, and wanted to lift the box and put it behind the cabinet, but the box was turned upside down, and there was a "clang" sound inside, as if some glass product was broken. He quickly opened the box to find the fragments, but he just moved a stack of books. Side by side with a quill... a red pine wand.

Suddenly there was a violent knocking sound.

The scene in front of Dumbledore and Sherlock suddenly collapsed silently, and after a while the darkness dissipated, and they were still standing in the office.

The knocking on the door still didn't stop.

And in front of them was Dumbledore, a little younger, putting the Pensieve into the cabinet.

"Now is the real memory." Dumbledore beside Sherlock said.

……

"Come in!" Dumbledore, who had a good memory, said loudly to the door.

The door of the office opened, and it was still Su Fu who walked in.

But at this time, she looked the same as now, wearing a pure black wizard robe, her hair was a little longer, but the expression on her face was like ice and snow, without any warmth.

"Ten o'clock tomorrow morning," Dumbledore said, looking at her, "Department of Mysteries, Courtroom Ten."

"Must go?" she asked.

"Trial does not mean guilt." Dumbledore didn't wear glasses, and his blue eyes were as gentle as the clear midsummer sky. "Even in the strictest criminal court, there are quite a few wizards who have been acquitted in court."

"But I'm guilty..." she murmured in a low voice.

"It wasn't you who committed the crime, it was Voldemort."

"If you say that now, no one will believe it."

"I will walk with you," Dumbledore said, "I will be your witness to prove your innocence."

The scene in memory flashed like a watermark, and they had already arrived at the magnificent hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Su Fu and Dumbledore walked side by side. Dumbledore changed into a pale blue wizard robe, and the usual smile on his face also disappeared.

They walked against the flow of people and went straight to the end of the hall. Beside the golden gate, a table with missing corners was placed under a security inspection sign. Behind the table was a wizard sitting upright.

For some reason, he seemed a little nervous. When he saw Dumbledore and Su Fu, he immediately stood up and knocked off the "Daily Prophet" beside the table with his elbow.

"Come, guest," he leaned forward slightly, and said to Su Fu, "Please show your wand for the security check."

Su Fu slowly took out the wand and handed it to him. He put the wand on a brass scale-like instrument. After a while, there was a long beep, and a piece of parchment spit out from the opening in the base.

He pushed his eyes, narrowly squinting at the note: "Eleven and one-third inches long, silver fir, Thestral feather core, used—huh?"

"Twelve years." Dumbledore added in a timely manner.

"Yes, yes, it should be 12 years," the squint-eyed wizard wiped his forehead and muttered, "How could it take so long, this machine must be malfunctioning..."

He conveniently put the note in the box next to it: "Please go in, the Department of Mysteries is on the first floor, and go all the way down to the bottom."

Dumbledore thanked him politely, and walked into the elevator with Su Fu.

The last floor, the Department of Mysteries.

After they got out of the elevator, they turned the corner and walked down the corridor.

Because the place is too deep, even the elevator can’t reach it. There are rough stone walls on both sides. There are flaming torches inserted in the wall lamp holders. There will be a thick wooden door every two lamp holders. It has not been opened for a hundred years.

The tenth courtroom is at the end of the corridor.

Dumbledore stopped suddenly, and his low voice echoed in the empty corridor: "We can't go in together, you go in first, I'll be there later."

Su Fu nodded, walked to the dark door alone, and pushed it in.

Dumbledore immediately strode back.

He got into the elevator and randomly pressed an upward floor. After the elevator stopped, he almost jogged out, but he ran into a person head-on within a few steps.

"Dumbledore?" the man said in surprise, "The trial is about to begin—"

"Great, Kingsley," Dumbledore kept walking down the corridor, "let me use your office, but I need it to be empty, can you?"

Although Kingsley Shacklebolt was confused, he was always steady, and immediately deceived his colleagues out according to Dumbledore's request. After Dumbledore went in alone, he closed the door.

"Patronus!"

A silver-blue phoenix spurted out from the tip of the wand, and Dumbledore spoke quickly: "Severus, I ignored the fact that they will register the information of the wand, Mr. Ollivander may have arrived by now, now Go to my office immediately and find a brown box..."

==

The trial has begun.

It is a circular house with walls made of black stones, the light of torches distorts the darkness, surrounded by empty stools that spiral upwards, and in the center is a chair with arms wrapped around it. Wearing dark iron black chains.

Su Fu sat on that chair.

At the top sat the Minister for Magic at the time, Harold Minchan, a muscular, red-haired middle-aged man who was considered a hardliner.

Behind him sat a large group of dark people, all wearing purple-red wizard robes with a silver letter "W" embroidered on their chests, representing the supreme Wizengamot.

The Minister shook out a long roll of parchment and read aloud: "Trial on September 502th, trial of Sue Frank, who lives at No. [-] Angst Apartment, Four Maples Street, for violating the "Wizard Protection Act", "Criminal Law" "The Bill of Rights Case, Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic; Georgia Meane, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; Trial Clerk: Amelia Susan Bone S, and—”

When Harold Minkan read this, he looked up and glanced at the opposite side. Su Fu looked along his wooden pipe. Dumbledore had sat on the empty stool over there at some point, and he turned towards Su Fu slightly. With a smile, it was very comforting, and then walked down the steps.

Minkan continued reluctantly: "—Defendant's defender: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

When he finished reading the string of names, Dumbledore had already walked to the center, beside Su Fu, he conjured up a chair for himself and sat down, the half-moon glasses on his hooked nose rose up under the dim light of the torch There was a milky mist, and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

"The defendant is accused of the following crimes: participating in many rallies organized by the mysterious man, as a member of the Death Eater Center, participated in the robbery of the Azkaban Prison, and escaped by turning six Death Eaters upside down; wounding Auror Lee S. Bentans, causing him to be disabled for life; killing Lucado Adrian and his wife... The above actions violated the "Wizard Protection Act", "Criminal Law" and "Human Rights Act"—"

He picked up a pair of monocles and put them on, and said condescendingly, "Are you Sue Aureliano Frank who lives at No. 502 Angst Apartment, Four Maples Street?"

"Yes."

"Is your former name Sue Veronica Leichter?"

Su Fu raised his head to look at him, and said calmly, "No."

The members of the Wizengamot sitting at the seats began to whisper to each other.

Minkan let out a loud nasal voice: "Have you ever been in close contact with You-Know-Who and was a member of the Death Eaters?"

"I don't know Voldemort well—"

She said the name without any pressure, and the whispers around her became louder, and some people even turned their heads uncomfortably.

"I'm not a Death Eater either," she said to herself regardless of Minkan's angry and heavy eyes, "You are mistaken, Sue Leichter was killed by the Dark Lord more than ten years ago, and I obviously Not her."

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