Chapter 485 - Pyrites Trial (1/2)
The walls were made of dark stone, dimly lit by torches. Two Auror's dragged the figure of Pyrites, who had been stuck in a holding cell since being shoved therein, while another two Auror's accompanied them. The air is bleak and forbidding. There are no pictures on the walls, no decorations at all; A doorway slams open to reveal a series of rows of benches, rising in all levels around the room. The seats are positioned so that the viewers may have a clear view of the chair with the chains on its arms.
The two Auror's shoved Pyrites into the chair as the chains began to glow gold and sn.a.k.e.d their way up his arms holding him there. The normally full seats were largely empty except for fifty of them all, all wearing plum-colored robes with an elaborate worked silver W, on the left-hand side of the chest and all staring down their noses at him.
Pyrites sneers as he sees the faces among the Wizengamot but is unable to speak due to the magical binds on his mouth. There sitting at front and presiding is the Chief Warlock, Albus Dumbledore. His long silvery hair and beard are neatly tucked into his belt. His robes are unusually solemn, and his blue eyes are rather grave behind his half-moon spectacles sitting on his long, crooked nose that had been broken at least twice.
Sitting at his side is the elderly figure much older than Dumbledore by many years, Madam Professor Griselda Marchbanks. On the other side of Dumbledore sits Tiberius Ogden, distant relation of Bob Ogden, the present head of the Auror Department. In the rows that follow the figures of others can be seen such as the Minister of Magic Eugenia Jenkins, Elphias Doge, Bob Ogden, Albert Runcorn, and other prominent Wizengamot members.
”Please present the defendant, Mr. Crouch,” Dumbledore instructed.
Barty Crouch, who had been assigned to be the defense to Pyrites much to his dislike furrowed his brow. His short dark hair neatly parted to one side is still almost unnaturally straight. While his narrow toothbrush moustache twitches as if anger.
Standing behind, Crouch is his own protégée, a rather reserved former Hufflepuff with light skin, and short hair, Benjy Fetwick. And though Benjy Fetwick lacked Amelia Bones verbal strength and prowess, the Hufflepuff possessed an incredible work ethic, and a stubborn nature that was her match. In other words, a fitting protégé rivalry to match that of in between their mentors, Crouch, and Flint.
”Yes, Chief Warlock, Crouch sulkily replied.
Clearing his throat, Mr. Crouch lips curl in dislike as he curtly says, ”Trial and final hearing on the twenty-first of June, Dearil Pyrites, you have been brought before the Ministry of Magic for the murder of Professor Lye, former Auror, and the attempted murder of Rowan Prince. The accused is to stand trial for said charges in a private trial due to the delicate nature of the present situation.
For the Prosecution stands, Stephen Flint and in addition Interrogators are as follow: Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, Chief Warlock; Madam Professor Griselda Marchbanks, Head of the Department of magical Law Enforcement; Bob Odgen, Head of the Auror Department, Mrs. Prim, Senior Undersecretary; Court Scribe, Tiberius McLaggen.”
Crouch took a breath to steady himself as his rival, the dark haired, blue gray eyed wizard with a monocle, Stephen Flint for once sent Crouch a pity filled glance. While Flint's understudy, Amelia Bones nodded her head at Crouch. Those serving in the wizarding court could not always elect who to defend or prosecute merely do their best in upholding their oaths.
Letting out a pointed breath, Crouch continues, ”Witnesses for the defense, none.
Witnesses against the accused are as follow: Chief Warlock, Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore; Auror's Fabian and Gideon Prewett; Auror Rufus Scrimgeour; and Auror Alastor Moody. At this time there are no further witnesses to be listed nor called.” There is a bit of murmuring among the Wizengamot.