Chapter 151 - The Trial! Part-2 (Patreon)

{Appartion zone, The Ministry Atrium, Ministry of Magic, London}

{30th Oct 1991} 

{Rigel's POV}

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I stumbled slightly as the squeezing sensation was replaced by weightlessness. Suddenly, the next moment, I felt my feet collide with the hard marble. My stomach churned, but I still managed to move away from the marked zone. The journey lasted an instant, but the aftereffects of sudden displacement kept my gut rumbling. 

"You kids okay?" Amelia asked as she turned around to look at us. I shared a look with Susan, who had a similar pensive and pale complexion and answered for the both of us.

"Yeah, we'll be okay."

"Good, let's go. We don't have much time. We need to go through the main entrance because your wands need to be registered." Alemia replied as she began moving.

I forced myself to move and, at the same time, put some pressure on my stomach.

"Why do we need to register our wands?" I asked, curious about the security protocols in place.

"They note your wand's specifications to verify your identity, as all the wandmakers in London are supposed to provide the ministry with the list of your wand purchases. At the same time, your mana signature would be recorded, which could be used to identify any mischief, so do keep your wand and not cast any spells." She turned around to warn slightly. 

I nodded to her warning, though my thoughts dove into a different direction, 'How did Lucius and others manage to sneak in and use all those dark spells in the atrium then? I'm sure the Ministry would have their mana signatures on record... no, wait, Lucius and others were caught, right, and sent to Azkaban?'

The original plot wasn't that hard to remember. I'm probably confusing it with something else. As I was lost in my thoughts, we arrived at the atrium. The Ministry of Magic Atrium was a grand and imposing space, serving as the central hub of the wizarding government. It included a vast, marble-floored area with high ceilings supported by towering pillars. The atmosphere is both impressive and intimidating, with golden statues adorning the walls and a sense of authority permeating the air.

At the center of the atrium is a magical fountain, which serves as a focal point of the room. The fountain features a statue of a witch and a wizard, both carrying wands and standing atop a plinth adorned with runes and symbols. The fountain's waters dance and shimmer, adding to the enchanting ambiance of the space.

Seeing my gaze stuck on the symbolic statue, Amelia explained, "The statue is a symbolic piece of art. The witch holds a scroll, representing knowledge and law, while the wizard brandishes a wand, symbolizing power and magic."

"Yeah, I'm not focused on that. I get why so many pureblood sympathizers are still present; when you depict muggles as nothing but a base we stand upon, muggle-borns automatically lose value, no?" I questioned as my gaze focused on the hundreds and hundreds of naked bodies, men, women, and children, all with rather stupid, ugly faces, twisted and pressed together to support the weight of the handsomely robed wizards.

"Those are not muggles..." Amelia replied, though she didn't continue speaking, which proves my point.

"Well, they are human, even if somewhat disfigured. They aren't witch and wizards, as depicted by the statue. So what are they, if not muggles?" My question remained unanswered as I looked at the statue. Within the disfigured mess of humans, I could sometimes see different silhouettes of goblins, centaurs, and other magical beings.

'That I already knew, but the statue wasn't clearly shown in the movie, and it was only depicted in a book description. One clearly not enough to generate this vivid image.'

My question clearly caught Amelia off-guard, as she continued to stare at the statue with a frown on her face. I was about to snap her out of her dazed state when she turned to look at me, her eyes sharp. She stared at me for a moment, not saying anything.

Her mouth finally opened as she spoke, "Let's go."

Her steps were purposeful as she thundered toward one section of the atrium; I turned to look at Susan, who just shrugged.

"Eric, we need to pass to the courtrooms," Amelia said, her voice stern causing the bearded man to flinch slightly. He hurriedly nodded toward us and asked us for our wands.

I reluctantly handed mine over. I hadn't considered the fact that the ministry would get our mana signature, which contributed to my reluctance. I focused on what he was doing. He pressed my wand against a brown plate connected to a machine before pressing the tip against a parchment. 

Like with the ritual to determine my bloodline, words appeared on the parchment, which had the specifications of the wand and my name. I could also feel the words were written with the mana from my wand, although it was a little different in color and frequency than my actual mana.

'It's similar to my spell residue, which is left behind after casting a spell. So they aren't actually getting my mana signature. That's a relief.' I sighed; the tenseness of the situation was relieved a little as I put the agenda of getting another wand on the list. 

'I'm sure there must be shops in Knockturn Alley that won't inform the ministry about the purchase. I won't go psycho and start blasting the killing curse, but some precaution is better than being a sitting duck.' I grabbed the wand as it was offered back to me, and Eric moved on to register Susan's wand.

After completing the procedures, we walked through the checkpoint and arrived at the elevator section. It seemed a familiar couple was already waiting for a lift, and my eyes focused on the gorgeous bombshell whose blue eyes had already locked onto us.

'...right. I totally forgot about her. I wonder if I could get a dance and get a feel of those things during the ball,' I thought as Daphne's mom smiled as she stepped toward us to greet us.

"Madam Bones, what a surprise..."

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AN- Apparently, one of my earlier chapters containing Marie {Chapter 19}, I think, had a picture of her covered in cum that P.atreon didn't like, so I was locked out of posting until that issue was resolved. It was in violation of their code, or something, as human-like photos that are AI-generated can't be depicted having sex.

I'm able to post now and have deleted the photos attached.