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The Wizengamot vs. Blackwood | Invite
#21
Gideon listened as Montreaux addressed the room. It was clear which side of the argument he landed. The one where Gideon would spend years behind bars in Azkaban. A place no one came back from. His friend and Solicitor, at his side through it all, would finish off the trial. His life was in his hands.



Corvus stood before the members, slow and deliberate. Looking directly at the sea of red above him, his voice echoed through the room, clear and confident.

"Facilitator, Members of the Wizengamot.

You have spent the day dissecting seconds as if they were hours. You have listened to witnesses, asked questions and hopefully, you have received the answers that will help you come to a verdict.
Mr. Blackwood is charged with child endangerment. I ask you to think about this while making your decision. What is the greater endangerment? To act with force to stop a torture in progress, or to stand outside a door and listen to a thirteen year old’s mind break under the Cruciatus Curse? Would it have been better to negotiate with a lunatic? Giving in to demands by releasing Halloway, while listening to a second year fall to her death from a tower window.

They speak of child endangerment through omission, as if Gideon simply looked the other way while Thayer was allowed to run loose around the castle, but let's really think about the man in question.
Thayer was not a bumbling intruder. He was a master of deception. He did not break into Hogwarts. He was already there, hidden behind a mask of professional service that he had worn for years. You accuse Mr. Blackwood of negligence for failing to see through that mask in a matter of months, yet I must ask: Where were the Ministry’s own eyes during the summer audit? Elite members of Magical Law Enforcement interviewed the staff. They vetted every person allowed back into the castle. They pronounced the school safe and the staff cleared. If the Ministries investigators could not detect the evil living in Thayer, how was a Deputy Headmaster, tasked with rebuilding a broken castle, expected to detect the deception?”


Corvus stopped at the podium, shaking his head while he flipped to a new page in his notes. Silence floated through the chamber, Corvus letting the quiet hold a beat longer than was comfortable.

“The Facilitator says this is not a referendum on heroism. He is right. It is a referendum on reality.

Gideon was hired to protect Hogwarts and those living within its walls. Protection is not a passive state, it’s a series of choices. When he saw little Maevie Golding jumping on Thayer, he did not think about Magical Statute 102.A. He thought of a child who was about to be killed if he didn’t act. He used his body as a shield, because that is what a Head of House does. He used his magic to counter a blast that would have had devastating, deadly consequences, because that is what a soldier does.

If you find that his presence in that tower increased the risk to those children, then vote guilty. But if you find Gideon guilty, then you are saying those children would have been safer in the hands of a madman. If you call the rescue of those three girls manslaughter, then you are saying the life of Thayer, a corrupt heretic, was more important than those students.

Gideon Blackwood did not kill Thayer. There will be no apology for his death. He sits here today with a clear conscience because three girls are home with their families, rather than buried in the ground. His actions were not done with Ministry approval in mind. It was for their lives. Mr. Blackwood follows the law, but the safety of his students will always come first.”


Corvus resumes his seat, crossing his leg while keeping a stern look on the Wizengamot members. There were a few nods. Others wouldn’t make eye contact at all. Others seemed to ponder what he had said, which was all he could ask for in the end.
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#22
Three Hours later




Dorian reclaimed his seat in the centre. Three hours. That was how long it had taken for the council to come to a decision on the matter of Blackwood's guilt or innocence. There had been some back and forth, a few sharp words spoken out of turn, veiled reprimands and a host of philosophical questions that the man felt held no sway in a court of law. It had been hard to say where it might go at one point, and there had been several near agreements before new points were brought up.

In all this, Dorian worried over his duties back at St. Mungo's. The man wasn't distracted from the case by any means, but the longer the deliberations dragged on, the more restless he found himself becoming.

That they finally came to a conclusion was a relief.

"Everyone, please take your seats. We are about to deliver the verdict in the case of 'The Wizengamot vs. Mr. Gideon Blackwood'."

Dorian gave those gathered a moment to settle, able to see the anxiety on a few of the faces. It was only the first of four trials in the ministry's attempt to seek justice for what happened to some of their society's most vulnerable back at Hogwarts. He knew, no matter the decision, that some would end up leaving the courtroom unsatisfied and believing that the Wizengamot hadn't done enough. There was no pleasing everyone, nor any desire to.

He didn't agree with all the verdicts, but he agreed with most. Incompetent as the man had proven himself to be, it didn't meet the standard burden of proof. A bittersweet acknowledgement.

"Mr. Blackwood, on the charge of first-degree manslaughter under Magical Statute 345.B, the Wizengamot finds you 'not guilty. On the second charge, child endangerment under Magical Statute 102.A," the one he disagreed with far more, "we, the council, find you 'not guilty'. The defendant stands acquitted on all counts and is to be released to resume his duties immediately."

Dorian banged the gavel with finality, bringing an end to the first trial.
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#23
The deliberations took years… and no time at all. Gideon didn’t leave the chambers, choosing to spend the hours in the room given to the defense. If he found Rose in the waiting area there would be no coming back.

When the door opened to the small antichamber, filled with a simple table, four chairs and a painting of a Hippogryph flying through the sky, Gideon’s stomach dropped and his heart started beating at an unhealthy rate. A paper was handed to Corvus, then the messenger left the room, no words were spoken. Covus slowly unfolded the paper and looked straight into Gideon’s eyes, speaking four simple words; “They have a verdict.”



Walking back into the chambers was a nerve racking experience. A ringing sound made hearing impossible, his vision was blurry and his heart was pounding out of his chest. The desire to run his hands through his hair was strong, but with massive amounts of willpower he refrained.

“... You will stand while they read the verdict. There is no speaking, unless the facilitator asks you a direct question. If they come back with a guilty verdict…” He heard nothing else out of his solicitor's mouth. Nodding, as if the words meant anything.

When the doors opened and the sea of red bodies came back in, Gideon kept his vision out of focus and gaze to the floor. He didn’t want to see the looks on their faces, afraid that looks of anger or sympathy would give away the answer. One set of eyes specifically, his father, would not be able to hide it.

There was chatter, but nothing that Gideon could make out through the constant hum in his ears. "Everyone, please take your seats. We are about to deliver the verdict in the case of 'The Wizengamot vs. Mr. Gideon Blackwood'."

Gideon stood in the middle of the chamber, eyes now up looking at the face of Dorian Montreaux. His face gave away nothing. With his feet shoulder width apart, hands clasped behind his back, posture strong and stoic, he took a breath and listened.

"Mr. Blackwood, on the charge of first-degree manslaughter under Magical Statute 345.B, the Wizengamot finds you 'not guilty. On the second charge, child endangerment under Magical Statute 102.A, we, the council, find you 'not guilty'. The defendant stands acquitted on all counts and is to be released to resume his duties immediately."

Not Guilty…

The sound of the gavel hitting, immediately cleared his vision and hearing. The voices in the room came into sharp focus, most talking casually to their peers as if his life hadn’t just been on the line.
He turned his back to the members that just decided his fate, shaking the hand of his friend and solicitor who wore a wide smile on his face. “Congratulations you son of a bitch.” Corvus said with a laughing, jovial tone. Pulling Gideon into a man hug, thumping him on the back with his meaty fist.

Gideon choked out a laugh, "I owe you one you ass hole. Call me, anytime, any reason." Shacking his hand, Corvus grabbed his briefcase and walked out of the room. Hopefully iy would be awhile before they needed to meet again.

The news was sinking in. He was free to resume his life. Free to leave the ministry and return to the castle. To Rose. Running a hand over his face, Gideon’s lips turned up into an uncharacteristic smile.

A hand landed on his shoulder, causing him to turn. His father pulled him into a tight embrace nearly on the verge of tears. “It’s ok Pop. It’s over.”
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