Hogwarts Outsider

Chapter 87: Trial

it's getting dark.

   Since Hogwarts is already under a curfew, Mr. Pringle does not have to work hard to light the lamp.

   The entire castle is almost dim, except for the auditorium, where there is still light.

   Almost a dozen teachers gathered in the auditorium, including the vice principal, four deans, and some other professors, and of course Mr. Pringle with the golden retriever.

   Almost all the teachers in the school came.

   They already know what happened.

   So the expressions on their faces are different, there are anger, sadness, and worry...

   Surrounded by them is a teacher who is bound by magic ropes.

   Or a former teacher, perhaps more appropriate.

  Professor Troka, the teacher of the Transfiguration Class, was bound tightly all over his body. He was tied to a chair and his wand was taken away.

   His face looks very pale, but the expression on his face is calm.

  Professor Flitwick stood in front of him, and the short cursing teacher looked extremely excited at this time:

   "Troca! The portrait of Principal Dalys Dewent tells us that during that time, only you, Granger and Longbottom were in the school hospital!"

   "Yes." Troca replied calmly.

"How can you..." Professor Flitwick raised his index finger angrily and cursed: "Do you think we don't know your identity as a vampire? We just trust President Grindelwald's choice... How dare you Do such a thing! How dare to attack students at Hogwarts!"

   Troka lowered his head, and said nothing.

  Professor Sinista in the astronomy class is obviously calmer than Professor Flitwick.

   She bent down and patted Professor Flitwick on the shoulder, motioning him not to be so angry.

   "Troca, did you hurt Madam Pomfrey?" Then Professor Sinista asked coldly.

   "Yes." Troca replied still calmly.

   "Did you **** the blood of Justin Finley?" Professor Sinista asked.

   "Yes!" Troca's expression remained the same.

   "Then you took Granger and Longbottom from the school hospital?" Professor Sinista asked at last.

  Troka nodded again.

   "Oh, I can't believe it..." Professor Sprout covered his face with his hands, looked at Troca, and couldn't help but shook his head.

   It's not just her who has such a reaction.

   Other teachers all expressed that they were a little weird.

   But when all the suspects have admitted, they can't say anything.

  ……

   "Asshole..." Professor Flitwick looked even more angry, and snarled, "Where did you hide Granger and Longbottom? Hand them over!"

   This time, Troka's face showed hesitation.

   "I started to bring them to my office... Then... Then... They disappeared suddenly... I have been looking for them all afternoon..."

   "A lie! A botched lie!" Professor Flitwick looked even more angry: "Do you think this kind of lie can deceive us?"

  Professor Troca raised his head, but soon he lowered his head again.

   If you follow his gaze, you can see his gaze, it is Professor Rozier, the vice president.

   At that moment, Professor Troka's eyes were a little more pleading.

   But because the light is too dim, none of the other teachers here noticed it.

   "Horace! Horace!" Professor Flitwick shouted.

   "I'm here, Filius!" The potions teacher responded quickly.

   "Please, bring your best Veritaserum...please...we must let this vampire tell the truth!" Professor Flitwick said hysterically.

   "Okay!" Horace Slughorn didn't hesitate, turning around and going to his office.

   "Wait a minute!" But Professor Rozier spoke suddenly, stopping Professor Slughorn.

   "Don't you go and get it, Principal Rozier?" Slughorn's gaze looked a little puzzled.

   "Veritaserum, it doesn't work for a vampire like him." Professor Rozier replied flatly.

   Then she added: "Also, even if he is used on him, his Occlumency can conceal us... Therefore, such actions are futile."

   "Then what shall we do?" Professor Flitwick looked at the vice president and asked for help.

   The gazes of a dozen teachers turned to Professor Rozier.

   includes the gaze of Professor Edward Troca.

   Coincidentally, Professor Rozier was also looking at Troca; the two almost looked at each other, and there was another pleading look in Troca's eyes.

   is just Principal Rozier, still expressionless.

"I will write to Minister Millison Barnold. The real culprit responsible for this series of attacks at Hogwarts has been found~www.ltnovel.com~ is our transfiguration teacher Edward Troka !" Professor Rozier said lightly: "Edward Troka will be sent to Azkaban, where the dementors may make him speak..."

   "This is the only way." The teachers next to each other sighed.

   "Horace, you write a letter to Mr. Gufei, the editor-in-chief of the "Daily Prophet", telling him that everything that happened at Hogwarts can be published in the newspaper!" Professor Rozier said again.

   "Okay, I see." Slughorn nodded, "I'll write a letter later."

   After hearing Principal Rozier's words, Troca's face suddenly appeared in pain at this moment.

   He opened his mouth and seemed to be about to say something.

   But when he raised his head, his eyes met Principal Rozier again.

   Principal Rozier glared at him sharply.

  Troka still had to lower his head in the end, he smiled weakly, and shook his head in a self-deprecating manner.

  ……

   This trial is nearing its end. The real criminal has been arrested and he has admitted his crime.

   Just wait for the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to arrive and take the criminals to Azkaban, and everything is over.

   "Everyone is gone!" Professor Rozier said calmly: "Pomona, Horace, you take the vampire Troka to the tower of Theta and lock him up."

   Professor Sprout and Professor Slughorn nodded quickly.

   Teachers dispersed one by one.

   At the same time, behind the gate of the auditorium.

   sensed something strange in the auditorium——

   A small black figure quickly avoided.

   finally disappeared completely into the darkness.

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