Chapter 485: Loyalty Curse

Fortunately, Diana's sight did not stay on Kyle for too long, but went straight to Peter Pettigrew.

"Is that him?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "I'll trouble you from now on, Diana, I believe you can tell the truth to the innocent."

"I will do my best... If he is really the traitor who betrayed Lily." Diana said softly: "But we have to wait a little longer, I lack an important prop... Oh, they are here."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked outside the door.

Two more wizards wearing the same black cloaks walked in from outside, and in front of them, there was a square water tank floating in the air.

The water tank was filled with dark green liquid, which looked like a suitcase, as if it could be lifted by one hand, but the two people seemed to be struggling to bring it over.

Not only was the hand holding the wand shaking constantly, but there was also a layer of fine sweat on the forehead.

Some young staff members were confused after seeing this scene.

Transporting such a big thing is so tiring, is this the level of the Unspoken in the Department of Mysteries? Any third-year student from Hogwarts would be better than them.

Unfortunately, no one explained anything to them.

The two slowly walked to Peter Pettigrew and carefully placed the water tank on the ground.

There was a muffled sound, as if someone had thrown a bomb in the room. Obviously, the weight of this thing was not matched with its size at all.

"It's really not easy..." One of them wiped his sweat and said breathlessly: "The usage time is 30 minutes, which should be enough."

"Enough." Diana said, "Thank you, Bode, Crocker."

"It's nothing." Crocker with golden hair waved his hand and said: "To be honest, I also graduated from Gryffindor, and I am only one grade behind Lily. She is indeed a good girl, but it's a pity..."

He sighed, not knowing whether he was sorry that she was killed by Voldemort, or regretted that she finally married James Potter... or both.

After the two retreated to the side, Diana did not waste any more time. She took out her wand and tapped the water tank lightly.

A ripple suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the water tank, as if something was slowly floating up from the dark green water.

Kyle could not help but lean forward.

Finally, a white thing came out.

It looked like a brain, but it was connected to many long tentacles... just like a jellyfish that looked like a brain.

"This is... something in the brain room of the Department of Mysteries." Someone could not help but say, "I saw it when I went there to deliver documents before..."

Crouch frowned, and just when he was about to say something, Dumbledore stood up first.

"I think everyone should be eager to know the truth, this is the most effective way."

He bowed slightly and said, "Memory can be faked, but the soul can never be... I assure you as the winner of the Order of Merlin, the headmaster of Hogwarts, and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot."

The courtroom was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Fudge finally reacted. He knocked on a hammer on the table and said, "I can guarantee it, too."

"And me." Ms. Bones also said.

In the Ministry of Magic, anyone who is a director or above knows more or less some of the secrets of the Department of Mysteries, including the role of the Brain Chamber.

It's just that for some reason, these secrets cannot be revealed in any form, nor can they be explored.

"Now vote, do you agree to let the Unspeakable examine Peter Pettigrew's soul." Fudge knocked on the hammer again.

"I agree." He raised his hand first, followed by Ms. Bones.

On the podium, more and more wizards raised their hands to agree, and the number soon exceeded half, and it was still far more than half.

For some people, the reason they agreed to send Peter Pettigrew to St. Mungo's was just to ensure that his memory was intact and get the truth.

Now there is a better choice, of course they will not object.

As for people like Crouch and Bizzita, their silence is no longer important.

"Sixty-seven people agree." Ms. Bones said, "Then, please start."

Diana nodded and used her wand to direct the jellyfish-like brain to float above Peter Pettigrew's head.

Everyone held their breath and watched her every move carefully.

Even in the Ministry of Magic, few people have seen the Silent Man perform this special magic with their own eyes, and they are all very curious.

Especially since the things in this brain hall are related to the soul...

However, at this moment, a layer of deep blue fog appeared out of thin air, surrounding Diana, instantly blocking everyone's sight.

"What happened..."

"What's going on..."

The courtroom immediately exploded, and some people even took out their wands to disperse the blue fog.

"Please be patient, everyone." The Silent Man Crocker stepped forward and said.

"This is a normal phenomenon. In order to avoid being affected by abnormal magic and other factors... I believe everyone can understand that after all, when it comes to the soul, any slight mistake may cause serious consequences. This is also to be on the safe side."

"Then how do we know what happened!" someone asked coldly.

"Don't worry about that." Crocker pointed to the water tank in front of him and said, "Everyone just look here."

At this time, someone also noticed that a thin tentacle stretched out from the thick fog and connected to the water tank.

The dark green liquid was gradually replaced by a sky blue mist, making the water tank look like a large prophecy ball.

The mist slowly rotated, attracting everyone's attention.

Kyle also stared at the water tank closely.

About a few minutes later, something else suddenly appeared in the blue mist.

Peter Pettigrew appeared in the picture of the water tank. He looked much younger than he is now, kneeling on the ground respectfully.

And the other person who appeared in the picture made everyone gasp.

Even though twelve years have passed, they can't forget the appearance of that person, with a pale face and snake-like scarlet eyes.

Voldemort!

There were bursts of swallowing sounds around.

Fortunately, this picture did not last long.

It seemed that someone had used a magic wand to disrupt the images made up of the clouds. When they gathered together again, Voldemort had disappeared.

In its place was a string of small golden words.

"I... Peter Pettigrew... voluntarily hide Potter's Cottage No. 17 in Godric's Hollow in the soul... and promise to keep it a secret... and keep silent."