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Post by Pius Thicknesse on Jun 5, 2011 17:45:27 GMT
"Mr. von Heap, you stated that you had a foggy memory of the events of the battle. I wished for clarification of what you meant by that. You gave us a succinct explanation of that event. You have a talent for story telling and myth making, it is rather odd that you have not written a series of books to compliment Gilderoy Lockhart. Now, if you wish to revisit the same discussion we just ended and needlessly take up our time after we have gotten the information we wanted, then we shall hold the remainder of the this trial with you in your cell and us in a comfortable room sipping pumpkin juice and deciding your fate."
*Turning towards Barney Colsworth, Pius nodded, thankful for the change of persons*
"Mr. Colsworth, thank you for arriving. Please, for the entire court and the accused recount the events that you were privy to."
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Jun 5, 2011 18:12:02 GMT
"Enough!" Heap said sharply, and rised up, but couldn't go anywere because the chains wouldn't let him.
"Minister, with all due respect, I would prefer if you showed Mr. Thicknesse the door. Trail or not, if you guys are to demand respect from me, I at least expect and has the right of a certain respect back, both due to the laws of how to treat prisoners and social norms. You are follow the rules, Minister, but this man acts unprofessional and annoying, and on the basis of this, is unfit to participate in a trial. Let me remind Mr. Thicknesse that the court's job is to interrogate me, and not openly ridicule or mock the explanations given by the accused."
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Post by Rita Skeeter on Jun 5, 2011 20:20:53 GMT
*Rita is seated at the back of the court, disguised in her beetle Animagus form. She wanted to see if she could pick up any juicy gossip from the trial for Witch Weekly, but instead, she is bored by Rydiger's incessant outbursts and meaningless verbosity* *She sighs (if beetles can sigh), looks at Rydiger and thinks* This is worse than watching soccer ...*She scurries out of the courtroom* |
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Post by Corban Yaxley on Jun 5, 2011 22:02:27 GMT
*Yaxley, who sat among the members of the Wizengamot, had followed this trial with observant eyes and ears. All that story changing didn't really give any exonerating evidence, von Heap's behaviour seemed to worsen his situation even further.*
*Maybe the next charge could be cleared up earlier. Alistair had much better things to do than wasting his time in here. Besides from that though, he was hoping that neither Lucius's or his own reputation would suffer through any of this. Should he consider a favour it might cost him his position and that was something he definitely couldn't afford.*
*He crossed his legs, a small smirk tugging at his lip. Doubting that this request would be accepted by the Minister, he chose to ignore it and was now expecting to hear a statement of witness Barney Colsworth.*
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Jun 5, 2011 22:13:05 GMT
*He was asked to recount his story when Heap started with an outburst. He took a moment of confused silence to let him finish and shrugged not sure what to do.*
Am I ok to speak? I uh... think I missed my turn...
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Post by Cornelius Fudge on Jun 5, 2011 23:45:36 GMT
*Fudge, alarmed by the accused's sudden movement and thinking he's either going to attack or escape, stands up and casts a stunning spell on Rydiger*
Stupefy!
*His aim is perfect and hits Rydiger square in the chest, knocking him out for at least a few posts minutes*
This is outrageous! Minister Scrimgeour, this man is clearly criminally insane, and should be removed from the courtroom before he makes even more of a mockery of this trial than he already has! The accused is on trial, not Mister Thicknesse, myself or any other member of the Wizengamot, and if he cannot conduct himself with a mind to this, he should not be among civilised wizards.
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Jun 6, 2011 10:14:07 GMT
*Heap had continuously annoyed the court with his behaviour. It was almost as though he did not realise that he was supposed to be trying to convince the Wizengamot of his innocence and that he assumed they should take his every word as gospel. Scrimgeour put this down to some mixture of arrogance, vanity or stupidity.*
*As much as he would like to, he would end the trial immediately and call for judgement, but as it stood, he felt as though the evidence as it stood, despite Heaps obnoxiousness, was not enough for a fair decision to be made. It was extremely hard for him to remain professional, considering it was his life that had been put in danger that started this, and his natural instincts were to reward violence with violence.*
*Since Heap was stupefied they could take a break from the trial for a moment.*
All right gents. As irritating as he is, let's not fall to his level. And Fudge, I commend you on your aim, but let's keep that sort of thing outside of the courtroom from now on.
*He gave him a wink to let him know he was not angry in the slightest.*
We have a witness here to give his statement. Let's hope that it is all we need.
Speak freely Mr Colsworth.
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Jun 6, 2011 12:18:49 GMT
*Is stupyfied and can't see or hear anything, which makes the present of Closworth pointless.*
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on Jun 6, 2011 15:14:52 GMT
*He looked to the court healer and flicked his head to call her over to him then muttered quietly in her ear.*
Bring him round would you, I don't want to be here all day... And for heavens sake give him some more pain relief.
*He stood back against the wall as the healer went about her business.*
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Jun 6, 2011 19:15:04 GMT
*Look at Lucius.* For the last time - Magical cures don't work! I've went to med-school, you havn't. So why the spell must I continue to tell you I know what I talk about?
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Jun 6, 2011 20:14:41 GMT
*Barney just wanted to say his piece and get out of there. Heap was talking again but the Minister had asked him to speak. So he figured he should go for it and he would be out quicker.*
Well Mr Minister, my memory's kinda fuzzy about the whole thing. For some reason I was invited to the Leaky Cauldron in London to meet with Bellatrix Lestrange. I don't know why she'd want to meet a guy like me, I mean I wouldn't mind meeting a gal like her, if you know what I mean, but I wouldn't even know why she even knew who I was.
So anyway, I went along to the place and when I got there she was waiting for me. We sat down, had a chat and the next thing I knew I was coming back to my senses in one of your jail cells.
I had a bit of a chat with the Aurors, told them what I knew then, and they told me that I had attacked the Minister. I am sorry about that sir, I didn't know anything about it at the time.
Then this Heap guy came along to the cell and asked me all the questions I'd already answered, pretty much with the same charm and grace you can see right here today.
Then after he left, I found some letters in my pocket. I've been kind of on the move for quite a while you see, so don't have much of place to leave things. I end up getting weighed down with garbage.
I gave your guy the letters and well, that's why we're here I guess.
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Post by Pius Thicknesse on Jun 7, 2011 0:06:23 GMT
*He stood up from his repose, an irritated look splashed across his face*
"Mr. von Heap, you insolent little whelp. You come to our country and wreck bloody havoc and endanger our leader and expect us to show you gratitude and respect..."
*Sitting down, he reached into his pocket and quietly handed Fudge a galleon, a smile on his face*
"You mean to tell the court Mr. Collsworth that Mr. von Heap interrogated you and took letters from your possession? This seems to add more weight to the case of fraud since Mr. von Heaps had no authority to question anyone at the Ministry, owls included."
"Then he took evidence from your person that may have been from Bellatrix Lestrange. We of course cannot know exactly who sent the letters or what they contained but considering circumstances it paints a riveting tale. Unless... Mr. Collsworth, do you happen to know anything about these letters?"
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Jun 7, 2011 12:51:31 GMT
*He shook his head. Maybe he hadn't been quite clear with his explanation.*
No no. I gave the letters to the big guy over there.
*He pointed at Arnold Peasegood.*
They were from Mr Heap. Inviting to me to the place where I met Bellatrix Lestrange. I gotta tell you, it's all pretty confusing.
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Jun 7, 2011 15:00:22 GMT
Heap ignores Thicknesse. "I'm still waiting for the removal of that guy, so... whenever you are ready Minister. The man is obvously imaginating. If I said that you weren't in danger, that was because you wasn't. And anyone saying that I lie to you lies to themselves and therefore to everyone else in this court."
He then looks at Closworth: "You don't say?"
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Post by Gawain Robards on Jun 7, 2011 15:16:43 GMT
*He stood up grumpily, not wanting to, but feeling that he should set the record straight.*
Pius, I gave him permission to speak to Colsworth, though he didn't find out anything that we hadn't already. We had already figured out that it was implausible that Lestrange would turn up at the Leaky Cauldron, so we were looking for other clues. I didn't see the harm in letting Heap have a go at the time.
I just count my lucky stars that he didn't find the evidence that damned him.
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