This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"Child, I'm here." Mrs. Peter called out to Peter Pettigrew in tears.

He heard it, and a trace of regret flashed across his eyes.

But he never looked at his mother.

Mrs. Peter covered her chest with a face full of pain.

After today's trial, everything will return to the original track.

The only difference is that she has changed from the mother of a hero to the mother of a murderer.

But it doesn't matter whether he is a hero or not, she just wants her son to live well.

But this hope is destined to be dashed.

The presiding judge Bones's process was very fast, and evidence, witnesses and testimonies were submitted one after another.

It's called a trial, but it's more like a process.

First of all, there is evidence, a wand that belongs to Wells.

It was Scrimgeour who testified in court.

"Dear judge and jury, I swear on my more than 20 years of professional career against dark magic that the magic aura left by this wand is 100% consistent with Peter Pettigrew."

The Wizengamot members of the jury said nothing and looked at the evidence presented indifferently.

More than half a month has passed, and the remaining dark magic can still be felt.

This is a breath full of violence and destruction. One can imagine what kind of mood Peter Pettigrew was in when he cast the spell.

The second piece of evidence was a Muggle car that was blown up beyond recognition.

Scrimgeour testified again, followed by Vincent and Hermione who appeared as witnesses.

"Mr. Wayne, Miss Granger, can you describe the situation at that time?"

"Of course, your honorable judge and jury."

In Vincent's extremely solemn and serious statement, Peter Pettigrew kept using Apparition to try to escape. Fortunately, he had trained in Apparition during the summer vacation, otherwise he would not have been able to track him all the way and successfully catch him.

The presiding judge Bones glanced at the documents on the table, "Mr. Wayne, you learned Apparition from Mr. Sam Chavez, a senior Auror of the Magical Congress of the United States, right?"

"Yes, your honor."

Bones flipped open the document and took out a letter, "This is Mr. Chavez's handwritten letter, right?"

Vincent's expression was still extremely serious, "Yes, if it wasn't for the emergency at the time, I would never perform Apparition without a certificate."

He looked at the jury, "Dear judge and jury, I am willing to take the responsibility for performing Apparition without permission. All the consequences caused by this."

Bones picked up another document, "Mr. Wayne, the Magical Congress of the United States has guaranteed you that you are not responsible for this matter."

She paused, "But after the trial, you need to go to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible to obtain the Apparition Qualification Certificate."

Vincent nodded more seriously than ever before, "I will, Your Honor."

Bones looked at Hermione, "Miss Granger, when you were tracking Peter Pettigrew to the Muggle Museum, you used an alchemical gun several times, right?"

Hermione glanced at Vincent, and her originally flustered mood quickly calmed down.

"Yes, Your Honor."

"Miss Granger, can you tell me why you chose to use this alchemical gun?"

"Yes." Hermione took a deep breath.

She looked at Peter Pettigrew, and her delicate face showed fear.

"My magic skills are limited. In order to maintain as much strength as possible to continue tracking, I can only choose to use this firearm made by Mr. Vincent Wayne through alchemy."

Bones picked up the registration document of the gun blade, "Ms. Granger, this alchemical firearm has been officially registered as early as April 20, 1992, so you don't need to be responsible for the damage caused by the Muggle Museum."

Hermione quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Vincent had long predicted that the Ministry of Magic would not pursue it, she was still a little worried.

Now it's okay, I can finally testify with peace of mind.

Bones then asked McGonagall, Lupin, and Snape some small details.

As outstanding students of Hogwarts, Vincent and Hermione discovered the actions of the Bat Family early that night.

And when they woke up the three professors to prepare for an ambush, they accidentally ran into Peter Pettigrew who was fleeing outside the school.

At that time, including the professors, they only knew that he turned into a mouse and was the pet mouse Ben Ben who had disappeared again.

McGonagall successfully trapped him with Transfiguration, but Lupin recognized him.

"Professor Lupin, you and the prisoner are students of the same class, and you are very good friends, right?"

Lupin clenched his fists, "Your Honor, we used to be friends."

"Then Professor, when did you start to doubt what happened back then?"

"Since the school's Owl Court Club posted a notice looking for Ben."

Bones looked at Sirius on the other side of the witness stand, "Mr. Black, the reason you escaped from Azkaban was because you saw the Evening Prophet on June 17, am I right?"

"Yes, Your Honor."

There is nothing special about a mouse with a missing toe on its forelimbs. The key is that Peter Pettigrew's Animagus form is also a mouse, and he only had one finger left after the blasting curse.

Sirius thought he was dead, but when he saw the newspaper that day, he realized that he had escaped by faking his death and had been hiding in the Weasley family.

Arthur and Molly in the gallery glared at Peter Pettigrew sitting on the iron chair.

This traitor from the Order of the Phoenix actually had the nerve to hide in their house. He should have been thrown out when he ran in instead of staying as Percy's pet.

Bones asked Sirius the most critical question, "Mr. Black, the protector of the Fidelity Curse was not you but the prisoner Peter Pettigrew. What specific evidence do you have to support your statement?"

"Only four people know about this matter." Sirius closed his eyes, looking extremely sad.

"I am one of the heirs of the Black family. Everyone knows that my cousin and brother were loyal Death Eaters at that time. Although James and Lily, the Potters, had great trust in me, I..."

He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Peter Pettigrew on the iron chair.

"But I finally succeeded in persuading the couple to change the secret keeper to this traitor! Because he is low-key and timid enough! He will not attract the attention of those Death Eaters!"

Bones tapped the table lightly, "Mr. Black, please control your emotions a little."

Sirius took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, distinguished judge and jury.

All of us underestimated this traitor. At that time, I chased him all the way to the Muggle community. He said that he was afraid of the man who faced Fu, and that he was not as brave as us. He could not refuse that man. "

He turned to look at Dumbledore and Vincent.

"As for the evidence, I know a very unpopular magic spell that can determine who was the secret keeper back then."

Everyone focused their attention on the two of them.

One is the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and the other is the British youth representative of the Wizengamot.

If they were to testify, most of the wizards present, including the presiding judge and the jury, would be convinced.

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