[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

"You are accused of being a Death Eater!" Minkan emphasized viciously, "Miss, it seems that the possibility of this accusation is very high!"

"Excuse me, Minister," Su Fu said calmly, "You must show strong evidence."

"Miss Frank is right." Dumbledore, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said loudly. He stood up, nodded gracefully to the members of the Wizengamot around him, and some waved to him. A few even clapped their hands.

"No one can be forced to prove his guilt," Dumbledore said clearly, "this is the second largest principle of the Wizengamot Charter of Powers, second only to the principle of protection and respect for human rights... If the accusing party cannot produce proof evidence of competence, Miss Frank will be acquitted."

The Minister of Magic snorted coldly: "Evidence... Of course we have it, summon witnesses to appear in court!"

The first witness was an old man with a pale beard and hair and a crooked nose, who looked older than Dumbledore. He staggered up to the court, and subconsciously flinched when he saw Su Fu.

"Rafe Liesel," cried Minister Minkan, "are you Leif Yarden Liesel of the village of Ilisle in Oxfordshire?"

"Yes... sir." The old man replied tremblingly.

"Have you ever confronted Sue Lighthite, the Death Eater?"

"I've seen Rechter...yes, I've seen her," the old man's voice became a little blurred, and he seemed to be lost in distant memories, "She has been to the village, with the mysterious man, they came Find an alchemist named Moss, she wears a black hood—”

"Now please look up," Minkan interrupted him. "Is that Sue Leicht sitting in the dock?"

The old man slowly raised his head, he only glanced at Su Fu, then immediately lowered his head again, his cloudy eyeballs were moving dully, and said in a low voice, "Exactly the same... exactly the same!"

The Minister of Magic tried not to show a smug look on his face: "What do you say now?"

"Please ask when Mr. Lieser met Leichter," said Dumbledore. "Both Sue and I have explained the fact that Leicht has been killed by Voldemort, even though she is still alive, It can't be a young girl of 20."

"There's a lot of magic that can do that," Minkan retorted impatiently. "Next witness!"

He called a total of three witnesses, all of whom had seen Leicht back then.

The last one is John Spentans, the son of the former Auror Lee Spentans of the Ministry of Magic. He claims to have witnessed Leicht's revenge on his father, and firmly believes that the Sue Frank and Leicht in front of him are the same personal.

"These evidences are untenable," Dumbledore emphasized. "Lechter is dead. More than ten years have passed since this incident. Why are you holding on to an ordinary innocent girl?"

"Ordinary girl?" Minkan raised his eyebrows high, "You and I know what she has done recently, which young man in his twenties can do better than a senior Auror from the Ministry of Magic?" OK?"

"Since I mentioned this point, I believe everyone in the jury here has also seen Frank's contribution to resisting Voldemort in the past year. If she is a Death Eater, why should she stand against him?"

Dumbledore's tone was rarely sharp and impassioned. He even stood up from his chair, walked to the dock, and walked around Su Fu twice while talking.

"It is not ruled out that she is a spy!"

"Evidence, Minister! You need to be responsible for each of your allegations and provide corresponding evidence!"

The argument went on for nearly 10 minutes.

The last gray-haired member of the Wizengamot interrupted them and said in a loud voice: "Stop, stop! Please maintain the order of the trial. If there are no more witnesses to appear in court, the jury will start voting!"

"Please wait a moment!" The minister slapped the table heavily, straightened his tie, took two deep breaths to suppress his anger, and cleared his throat, "There is the last one, we will summon him to appear in court first ..."

The door of the courtroom opened again, and a thin old man walked in against the light.

After leaving the mysterious wand shop, Ollivander looked even thinner and weaker, but miraculously, he stepped steadily with every step. The flickering light of the torch hit his face, and his light-colored pupils seemed to be Ride on a mysterious ocean of magic.

"Wand, of course this is the easiest and most effective way," Minkan said slightly proudly, "Mr. Ollivander will identify every wand he makes, and everyone who comes to the Ministry of Magic for the first time Wand registration is required...Now, please 'Miss Frank', show your wand to the wandmaker for appraisal, and your wand registration list is here with me."

Su Fu slowly stretched his hand into the pocket of his robe.

She had no expression on her face, just like she was when she first entered the courtroom. Sherlock, who was standing next to her, stared at her without blinking - there was obviously a moment of hesitation in her actions just now. Didn't know wands would be checked in court.

Her hands were hidden by the edge of the pockets of her robes, and she looked at the Minister of Magic and the Wizengamots directly in front of her - she was clearly thinking, weighing, hesitating...for a split second.

So much so that Sherlock felt that her next move was to pull out her wand and cast a jinx on Minister Minkhan.

"Su, show Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore suddenly said.

Su Fu's eyes froze for a tenth of a second, and then she took out her wand.

Sherlock immediately recognized that it was not her wand.

At the same time, he also immediately thought that Dumbledore was very close to Su Fu when he got up to present his defense just now...

And Su Fu obviously realized this, she looked at Dumbledore without any trace, but Dumbledore looked at Ollivander with a smile on his face.

The wand was taken by Ollivander.

He looked carefully for a while before raising his head, and said slowly: "It's made of red pine wood, twelve inches long, it should be the core of moonstone and labradorite, and there is half a unicorn tail feather... Wands are precious, very rare combinations, daring attempts—”

He put the wand on the table in front of him, and said in a meaningful tone: "But unfortunately, this is not my work... Of course, it can't be Miss Leichter's wand, I remember very clearly, Miss Leichter's wand The wand is eleven and one-third inches long, of silver fir, with a core of thestral feathers.

And this one, judging from the craftsmanship and tail pattern - if I guessed correctly - should be made by the German wand master, Mr. Grigovich. "

"It's impossible—" Minkan frowned and took out the wand identification slip handed over by the secretary before the trial from his folder, and read it carefully several times, only to find that it was indeed "red pine wood." Material, twelve inches, core of moonstone and labradorite, lasted 13 years".

"So, Miss Frank actually graduated from Durmstrang?" The gray-haired member of the Wizengamot took the gap and said, she smiled at Dumbledore, "No wonder some people questioned that Hogwarts There is no Miss Frank's name in the previous student list of here, and I also find it strange that such a gifted student, how could I, a professor of ancient magic who has only been out of school for two years, have not heard of it?"

Several wizards around her nodded, and one of them even said in a moderate voice: "Ms. Frankie is right..."

There were a few echoes around.

"So, Miss Frank," one of the wizards asked pleasantly, "are you German?"

"Yes," Su Fu said, "Although my father is Chinese, I take my mother's surname."

"Then why did you come to England? And why did you join the ranks against the Dark Lord?"

"Voldemort killed my best friend, and I think he got what he deserved."

There was another commotion in the jury table, and the discussion was even louder. Sherlock heard someone say: "I heard that he has indeed been to Germany and has been in contact with Gellert Grindelwald..."

"It's true, someone has seen—"

"Please be quiet!"

Ms. Frankie said loudly: "Then, let's start the vote. Do you have any other comments to make? What about the Minister?"

Minkan's face was very dark, but it would be useless for him to refute at this time. His evidence was not strong enough. None of them could directly prove that Frank was Leicht, and the wand in her hand had nothing to do with Leicht at all. He questioned that she changed her wand in advance, and he couldn't produce other evidence in court...

"Then the jury begins to vote. Those who agree with the charges, please raise your hands—"

After a few steps, two-thirds of the people raised their hands, and even the clerk quietly raised their hands symbolically, and then immediately took them back.

Min Kan looked left and right, suppressed his anger, and said in a strange and sharp voice: "Then... very good, the final result is that the accusation is not established!"

The people around applauded symbolically a few times, but the young clerk clapped very hard. Su Fu stood up from the chair, and just as she took a step forward, someone behind her suddenly shouted: "AvadaKed♡ □ra (Avada Kedavra)!"

Ollivander, who was closest to her, didn't react for a while, and Dumbledore, who was about to walk to Dumbledore's door, turned around in shock——

But in an instant.

Without looking at it, Su Fu grabbed the magic wand on the table and said an inaudible incantation, then swung it out as if using all his strength.

The golden arc of magic light is like a huge wave, or the most brilliant star in the universe. Meteors sweep across the sky like lightning, like the majestic skylight at the dawn, illuminating the dim interrogation room. bright.

The Avada Kedavra was blocked by the golden light, but it still brushed against Su Fu's shoulder because it was too close. On the witness stand, John Spentans, who was hit by the golden spell and lost consciousness, fell from his seat On the ground, everyone around him jumped away in amazement.

There was ten seconds of dead silence in the courtroom.

Then there was a loud applause, Su Fu followed the sound, and Ms. Frankie stood up from her seat, and she shouted excitedly like a speech: "The Arc Curse! Created by the wise and wise King Solomon, and It is called 'Solomon's third law', which was first recorded in "Solomon's Key", an almost lost ancient magic, and of course it can block Avada Kedavra—a wise choice, very remarkable!"

Everyone in the seats looked at each other, and then started applauding one after another. The interrogation room almost became a sea of ​​applause.

As the applause gradually subsided, Ms. Frankie changed her expression and said sharply, "What happened to the Avada Kedavra just now!"

Minister Minkan's face was even darker than the walls of the interrogation room. He shouted to the Aurors to handcuff the unconscious John Spentans. Under Dumbledore's scrutiny, he said bravely, "He must be hated." Confused, Leichter injured his father..."

"You're bleeding!" The young clerk suddenly shouted, and quickly pulled out his wand and turned it into a bandage and handed it to Su Fu.

The shoulder that was wiped by the spell just now was slowly oozing blood. In fact, it was not easy to see it on the black robe, but the careful clerk noticed it.

"Thank you..." Su Fu put down the wand casually, took the bandage and pressed it on the wound, and glanced at the name tag on her table, "Miss Burns."

Burns waved his hand: "Let's go to St. Mungo..."

"Let's go now," Dumbledore came over to support Su Fu, his loose robe just brushed on the table in front of him, "Avada Kedavra should not be underestimated——Su, your magic wand. "

He calmly picked up the wand on the table and handed it to Su Fu. Su Fu pressed the bandage and motioned for him to throw it into his pocket, so Dumbledore gently put the wand into her robe pocket, revealing a little handle tip.

It's not the warm amber red of red pine wood, but... a thick dark black.

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Sherlock looked at the memory in the Pensieve, like flowing light, casting colorful spots of light in his eyes, while his pupils were motionless, as quiet as a pool of water.

After a while, he suddenly looked up at Dumbledore who was also silent: "The ancient magic that recognizes her, otherwise she will not succeed in blocking the Avada Kedavra Curse, but she doesn't even know—— Who, then, was the first owner of the red pine wand?"

The author has something to say: It's past zero, this chapter is an update from yesterday, and I'll write it again during the day today.

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