A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 468 Shining Testimony

Amelia Bones looked surprised, her monocle was about to slip off her face, and she took it off to wipe the lens.

"Dumbledore, if I read correctly, neither of them has a master..."

Winky had been standing there blankly, until then, she suddenly screamed, "No—Winky belongs to the Crouch family! Winky has a master of her own! His name is Barty Crouch—"

"No!" Dobby retorted, "Mr. Barty Crouch, wizards, set Winky free! Dobby saw it with his own eyes!" Winky closed his eyes and yelled, "No! No! No! Dobby shouted louder, "Winky is now a free elf like Dobby!" He proudly puffed out his chest, and the wizards around him were stunned.

Never seen such a different kind of elf, no, some people have seen it-at Futurama, they turned their heads to Felix.

Felix said calmly, "Dobby was in the service of some great family, and when he got free, I gave him a job," he said emphatically, "just a job."

"I have long heard that the 'Future World' company has a group of weird house elves." A wizard muttered.

Winky was still screaming when Fudge interrupted her rudely, "Little goblin! Your name is Winky? Was Barty Crouch's house-elf?"

"No-no-no-" Winky was still shouting, she had already started rolling on the ground, tears and snot pouring out of her head, Dobby tried to pull her up, but undoubtedly failed, he stood in front of Winky , waving her slender arms helplessly, "Yes! Her name is Shining, and my name is Dobby."

"Dumbledore, you want them to testify? House-elves are not to be trusted—"

"I don't think so," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It can be seen from the clothes on them that their will is completely their own, and there is no need to worry that they will be bound by a magical contract that cannot be broken."

Fudge stared at Winky rolling on the ground, "Are you sure? Except for an extra dress, she's no different from any other house-elf."

"Dobby, you can first talk about what happened that night," Felix said, "only what you saw in Crouch's old house."

"Oh, of course! Dobby would love it!" Dobby quickly recounted what happened that night. He only mentioned the cold voice and Crouch's abnormal behavior, but most of the people present believed it, at least They almost confirmed that Crouch was indeed being controlled by someone, and that it wasn't Crouch Jr. - he was still at Hogwarts at the time.

While Dobby was talking, Winky grew quieter, sobbing softly.

"He didn't mention that person." Amelia Bones glanced at the record quickly and asked, raising her head.

"Dobby is an outsider, if it wasn't for inviting friends to spend Christmas together, he has nothing to do with this matter," Felix said, "As for more information—" He looked at the elf sitting on the ground, gently Said: "Winky, your testimony is very useful, at least it can prove that Mr. Barty Crouch is not an evil lunatic."

"Master is not crazy!" cried Winky, "he is under a terrible spell!"

"So—Winky? What's the name? Can you tell me?" asked Amelia Bones. "If the truth is otherwise, I may consider re-arranging Barty Crouch."

"Will the master be released?" Winky asked excitedly, and she finally stopped going crazy.

"Impossible!" cried Fudge. "Impossible." He said it again, and Ms. Bones gave him a reproachful look, then turned to Winky and said, "Acquittal . . . unlikely, but we will Reconsider his sentence, you know, he was originally serving a life sentence."

Shining eyes shone with hope, "Xing... Winning is willing to testify."

"A year ago... the master was still at work, a man broke in suddenly, he subdued me, and released Master Barty—"

"Who's that man?" asked Ms. Burns sharply.

"It's a man named 'Peter' who can turn into a mouse, Winky has seen that before!" squealed Winky, and the wizards present exchanged glances, and someone whispered, "Peter Pettigrew." Winky went on to describe Looking at his appearance, "short, fat, a little bald... and a pair of small eyes..." She took a sneak look at Fudge, and whispered, "It's a bit like this wizard."

Fudge's chest heaved violently, like an ancient bellows, and seemed about to explode.

"Short, fat...and a bit bald..." Ms. Burns couldn't help repeating, her wand outlined a figure in the air, "Is that him?" The portrait in midair was Peter Pettigrew.

"It's him!" Winky confirmed, and mentioned an important message, "He's holding an ugly baby, and he still calls that baby the master!"

There was a loud gasp in the conference room.

"Are you sure it's a baby?" Ms. Burns asked gravely.

"Yes, yes!" Winky stammered, not daring to look at her, "It's a very, very...very ugly baby!"

"When the master came back at night, Master Batty got the magic wand after a long absence. He hid under the invisibility cloak and attacked him when the master lifted the clothes—" Glimmer panted, and said painfully: "Oh, Batty This bad boy, he brought back a bad friend!"

"We know, what's next?"

"After that, after that...the master was controlled, and he went to work as usual, and Winky felt that there was no problem, my God!" Winky let out a mournful cry, and tears fell like beans, "Winky still takes care of them and cooks for them..."

"Probably a Confusion Charm," Felix said.

"Later, they inadvertently mentioned that they were planning to sneak attack on someone, to enter the school instead of him, and to complete a dangerous task—"

"What mission?"

Winky opened her eyes wide. "Winky doesn't know! When they were discussing things, Winky was ordered to go back to her place. Winky is an elf who obeys orders, and Winky is a very good elf!"

"Very well, we can roughly guess who it is, Alastor is really unlucky. Go on, what else do you know?"

"The man named Peter disappeared, and it is said that he was arrested. After that, Master Batty also left, and he came back every ten days. Winky was in charge of taking care of the baby, Winky..." She suddenly showed a terrified expression, "Winky sometimes Saw that baby torturing its owner! Winky just watched! Oh my God!"

She covered her face with tears streaming from between her fingers.

"Let's go here," said Felix, and he motioned to Dobby, who nodded and pulled Winky away with a "poof".

The office was enveloped in an extremely oppressive silence.

"You should let her finish," said Amelia Bones, looking at Felix disapprovingly.

"All that needs to be said is said, if you want to hear someone's name, or the overall plan, unfortunately, you have heard it too, she has limited knowledge. In fact, you did have an opportunity once, and it was Xiao Peter Dwarf... who, unfortunately, had his soul sucked by a dementor."

Fudge stared at him and said word for word, "That elf—she's been cursed, too."

"I can't pretend it didn't happen," Felix said. "It should be the Confusion Curse. Voldemort seems to have underestimated the house-elf and thought the Confusion Curse was enough, or she was going to be disposed of in the end and not worth wasting." Time. But in short, Winky has not been tampered with memory, if there is any objection to this, you can arrange for St. Mungo's therapist to check."

Fudge was stunned for a while, then suddenly lost his temper, "Another specious evidence! All of them! I don't know what's the point of our discussion today!"

"Connelly," Dumbledore said wearily, "I raised this issue not to negate or subvert anything, but to remind something. We discussed this matter in private, but you—— because some Reason, refuse to believe the existing evidence, you should know how much we lost in the last war, do you want to experience another war that was caught off guard?"

"I—you—are not—" Fudge gaped.

"A key question is, do you know what you're doing, Secretary Fudge?" Felix said softly.

"What are you—what—meaning?" Fudge turned liver-coloured.

"Let's make a hypothesis." Felix tilted his head in the direction of Amelia Burns with interest in a way of exploring the problem, "I would also like to invite Ms. Burns and the people present to be a witness -"

Ms. Burns fiddled with her monocle to better see Felix.

"We've heard two opposing views today, not giving in to each other, but time will tell who's right. It's just ... we need to ask ourselves the question, if a war does happen, is someone responsible for it? -"

"Nonsense!" cried Fudge. "Do you know what you're talking about? Blaming a Minister for Magic, who ordered you to do that?" He gave Felix a fierce look, eyes between him and Dumbledore. to move between.

"It's still the same sentence, Minister Fudge... I know what I'm talking about, but you don't seem to understand what you're doing." Felix said with a smile, "The above is just a hypothesis, a possibility to discuss the future, isn't it? "

"I really don't have the ability to let a current Minister of Magic step down or accept punishment." He said contemptuously, Fudge was about to die of anger now, no one had threatened him so blatantly, yes, he put Felix Si's words were taken as a naked threat.

"...but everyone is responsible for what he says and does, especially those in power," Felix said. Put it in your heart, when everything is clear, you will naturally know who to support and who to deny."

(End of this chapter)