[Main HP Comprehensive British-American] Lolita - Chapter 55

Mrs. Millison took a deep breath and said: “After discovering Miss Angela’s death, Edwin approached me privately, he thought it was his mother who killed his fiancee. I didn’t believe it at first, if It’s what you can see that poor boy, and neither can you. He almost came to the brink of collapse because of her death. But when he told me he found other witnesses, I realized what he said might be true of.”

She seemed to have difficulty accepting the possibility of her friend committing a crime, and spit out word by word, “Someone saw Vanessa and Angela arguing last night.”

“I don’t think mere discord is proof,” Voldemort said.

“She also saw Vanessa slap Angela.”

Voldemort didn’t refute any further. Obviously, the physical conflict has completely escalated the allegations of this testimony. If the witness is true, then Vanessa Plimell will be the most likely suspect.

Professor McGonagall said, “But that still doesn’t explain Vanessa’s motives. She has no reason to risk going to Azkaban to kill Angela.”

But Moody sneered disdainfully: “That woman is a lunatic, Minerva, she doesn’t need a motive at all. Just like she killed her husband, she can also kill a future daughter-in-law she doesn’t like.”

“I won’t believe the rumours until there’s any evidence that Vanessa killed Gaylord Plimell,” insisted Professor McGonagall.

“I used to think so too,” Mrs. Millison’s voice sounded faintly. “Vanessa and I were best friends since we were kids. I think I knew her and never questioned her innocence. But now I’m not so sure. already.”

“Looks like you have other evidence?” Grindelwald asked.

She nodded, “Angela’s cause of death is exactly the same as Gaylord’s. The corpse has no scars, as if its soul had been removed from the air, which is very similar to a death curse, but it is not a death curse.”

“You think Vanessa, being a pure-blood, would have this unannounced legacy of the dark magic in the family,” Voldemort said.

“I don’t make assumptions, Mr. Voldemort, but the frequent coincidences are too deadly for Vanessa. The dead were inextricably linked to her, her husband and her son’s fiancée. .”

There was a brief silence in the principal’s room. No one continued to speak, the truth was so clear that it was already obvious who the murderer was, even if they were still unable to learn the details of the murder.

“So,” Voldemort cleared his throat, “Mr. Plimell’s next proposal? He’s got the evidence clearly not to give us a suspect.”

“Edwin hopes we can start interrogating Vanessa as soon as possible.”

After this topic was mentioned, the headmaster’s office started to get lively again. Professor McGonagall insisted that it should be sent to the Ministry of Magic for retrial after the magic circle was unsealed, while Moody and Mrs. Millison held the opposite opinion.

“This is a school! For Merlin’s sake! Not your Ministry of Magic courtroom!”

In Professor McGonagall’s angry shout, Dumbledore tapped Dolores on the shoulder, motioning her to come with him.

Another door appeared in Dumbledore’s living room. “Do you believe me, Victoria?” the old man asked.

Dolores nodded.

“Very good,” he said with a very serious expression, “I don’t think it’s that simple. Would you like to find out all this?”

“Of course,” she replied.

Dumbledore opened the door for her. “Go on then, don’t trust anyone’s judgment but your own heart.”

Another door in the headmaster’s living room led to the fourth floor, and she hurried past the medal room and the Charms professor, trotting all the way to the east wing of the castle—she wanted to inspect Angela’s relics before the Ministry of Magic.

The journey went very smoothly, and even Peeves, who had always been on the second floor, disappeared. Dolores kept recalling the memory of last night in his mind: Angela’s performance was so natural and calm, as if she was willing to go to the place. The last carnival before death.

Dolores suddenly had a guess in her heart, she immediately stopped and ran in the other direction.

On the other side, finally Dumbledore, played by Grindelwald, agreed to the request of the Ministry of Magic, and an informal trial took place in the lobby on the first floor.

The four members of the Wizengamore present, Albus Dumbledore, Amelia Burns, Gilbert Wimple, and Cuthbert Mockridge, all wore their left **** Fuchsia robe embroidered with a silver “W”, sitting at the highest table. Other officials and teachers sat second.

“You didn’t say that you would involve other students.” Professor McGonagall lowered his voice angrily, looking at the full number of Hogwarts students sitting under the stage.

“Please don’t be mad, Professor, that’s my idea. Now that we have Wizengamore, of course there’s a hearing stand,” said Edwin, who was sitting next to her, recovering from the bad state he had been in a few hours earlier. He recovered, but there was a hint of gloom in his tone, “So I invited all my classmates to be the hearers, four colleges, seven grades, and none of them fell.”

“Edwin,” whispered Professor Flitwick, Ravenclaw’s dean, “we didn’t give you the title of student council president, not to use that power for some childish revenge.”

Edwin’s intentions are self-evident. He wanted his mother to be humiliated and ruined in front of hundreds of people.

The young student council president no longer answered, but stared at Vanessa who was standing in the dock under the stage.

To everyone’s surprise, Vanessa Plimell has been very calm and composed since she was placed under house arrest to the dock. She even gave him a small smile after seeing his son’s gaze.

“Bangbang——” Grindelwald in Dumbledore’s skin tapped the gavel and announced the trial.

“Defendant Vanessa Plimell, suspected of killing Hogwarts sixth grader Angela Brown—”

“Mr. Dumbledore.” Vanessa interrupted Grindelwald.

“Please speak, Mrs. Vanessa.” Grindelwald put down the document with grace and motioned her to speak.

“Two of the four Wizengamore members present were close friends of my deceased husband, and it’s not fair for them to interrogate me,” she said with a sneer, “because they had already judged me in their hearts as a murderer.”

“You need to provide evidence for this.”

“My good friend Millison Barnold can attest to the fact that Amelia Burns and Gilbert Wimple have repeatedly spread the rumour that I killed my husband.”

“Mrs. Millison?” Dumbledore looked at the Minister.

When Vanessa inevitably thought that the trial would be impossible because of this, a scene that made her feel cold happened——

The friend she had known since the age of five shook her head in front of everyone.

“Amelia and Gilbert don’t have the inclinations Mrs. Plimell says.”

Dolores stood outside the door of the lobby, quietly listening to what was happening inside.

She did not go to find any clues about the murderer in Angela’s relics, but went to the empty classroom where the remains were placed, and carefully inspected the dead Angela that she had not seen because of her grief.

As she guessed, she found a small, dark red mark behind Angela’s ear.

Before Joshua’s horrific death, Lucy smugly said, “The truth is like a jigsaw puzzle, and you have to find all the pieces to get the complete picture.”

Dumbledore also told her today, “I think there’s an underlying connection to everything, and we just can’t see it right now.”

She is still missing the most crucial piece of the puzzle.

Most of the trial in the door has been carried out. The witnesses that Edwin found gave testimony, but they could not directly prove that Vanessa was the murderer. When the interrogation came to a deadlock, a voice sounded.

“Since you claim you didn’t kill Miss Brown,” said Gilbert grimly, “are you willing to take Veritaserum to prove your innocence?”

“It doesn’t conform to the rules,” Vanessa’s voice began to panic, “Forcing the Veritaserum to be forced is a confession!”

“You just have to answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’.”

“I…” Vanessa was speechless, she didn’t know how to answer. If she refuses, she admits her suspicion. If she agrees, she pushes herself into a completely passive position.

At this moment, the heavy oak door of the hall was pushed open, and a girl walked in.

Many students recognized the girl, Angela’s best friend, Dolores Rogers.

Dolores ignored the commotion of the crowd, walked straight to the witness stand in the center of the hall, and took off the silver chain around his neck—

So everyone was shocked to see that the girl with short black hair and mediocre appearance slowly pulled up, her hair turned blond, her dark eyes turned green, and her face could even be called stunning.

When the change completely stopped, the girl said——

“I’m Victoria Stark. I’m going to expose a murder.”

The author has something to say: I love Victoria so much! !