People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 218 The Terminator of the Scapegoat

Everyone turned their attention to the house-elf in a tea towel.

No one cared about the house-elf, which was the best instigator among all the nobles, even though some people knew that this was illogical.

But as long as the job is done, who cares about the truth?

Just like Sirius thirteen years ago, he is not the first to be wronged, nor will he be the last.

"I didn't do any magic with it...I just picked it up...Sir! I don't know how!"

Shanshan cried and screamed, tears flowing out like a stream, but her pitiful appearance did not arouse any sympathy from the wizards present.

Hermione wanted to stand up to stop them, but was stopped by Mr. Weasley. They had no ability and no evidence to prove that Winky was innocent.

Just as the matter was about to be settled, a clear voice sounded. This clean and cold voice liked to stress the end of the sentence. (Refer to Oxford accent)

There was only one family present who liked to speak like this.

"Not her."

Afro stood face to face with Crouch, looking straight at him without any fear.

The others looked at the girl's reckless actions and shook their heads with regret. The best choice at this time was to protect themselves. But Harry stood firmly with Aphrodite, and Ron and the twins also walked out of the crowd without hesitation.

Crouch didn't want to pay attention to her, his pale face was a pair of fiery eyes staring at Winky. He seemed to have made up his mind to put an end to this endless, panic-stricken chaos.

He raised his hand, but before he could give any orders, Afro interrupted him again.

"I have evidence that it wasn't Winky who did it." She stretched out her hand to Harry, and Harry immediately took out a necklace from his collar.

Many wizards present had participated in Sirius's hearing, and they had all seen this magical necklace that could record images.

If any wizard has ever known the Muggle world, they will know that there is a thing called surveillance.

Crouch suppressed his cold anger and took the necklace, which recorded everything from the incident to the present in full view of everyone.

Silence, peaceful silence.

Faced with the evidence, Crouch could no longer evade the issue and had to leave in disgrace with the officials from the Ministry of Magic.

But Shanshan was still given a piece of clothing.

Afro couldn't bear to see Shanshan crying bitterly. Although it was just a task for her, she still couldn't bear to let the cute elf become homeless.

Finally, Winky was taken back to Campbell Manor by Dobby to live temporarily.

The campsite that was bustling an hour ago was now in ruins. The Death Eaters disappeared very quickly, and the Ministry of Magic did not catch any suspicious people.

The Dark Mark in the sky was also erased by the Ministry of Magic.

Cedric, Wood and Ginny walked around in the tent. It had been a long time since Mr. Weasley and the twins said they were going to look for Aphrodite and the others, but no one had returned yet.

"What the hell are you doing!" Draco ran in breathlessly, roaring at the two of them.

When he heard that Aphrodite was missing, a huge panic overwhelmed him.

Draco was anxious and ignored Narcissa's instructions and ran straight to Weasley's tent.

If he had known this would happen, he should have taken Avro back to his tent after the event.

"It's my fault. I should have held her hand tightly and not let go." Wood pounded the pillar regretfully, and a large red spot immediately appeared on his fist.

Worried, Cedric still had to shoulder his responsibilities. "There's no sound outside anymore. Afro might be back soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white and slender hand opened the door curtain.

"Who missed me?"