Amelia's POV
Amelia sat patiently waiting for the unpleasant man to finish his tale. When he was done, she folded her hands, and put them on the table. "Well, that was quite a story. However, I hate to tell you, but there isn't anything I can do for you. All Black did was tell you where the entrance was. You took it upon yourself to go there, knowing that you could be putting your life in jeopardy. Don't tell me a smart man like you had no idea that Mr. Lupin is inflicted with lycanthropy," she stated firmly. Although it did show that the fugitive was more than willing to let the man die, he didn't really do anything wrong.
"So as usual Black will just get a slap on the wrist and told not to do it again. You are just like Dumbledore. It's because he's a pureblood and a Gryffindor, and I'm not, isn't it?" Snape snarled, leaning forward in an accusing manner. He seemed to forget that the man had spent over a decade in Azkaban, or he simply felt it wasn't long enough. "I knew the government was corrupt, but I had hopes that you were at least loyal to the law, being Hufflepuff."
"Yes, that is not bias at all," she sniped back, and then looked over her notes. She came across the part of his story that showed that he was determined to get Lupin kicked out of the school. She read it back to him, and then slammed the pad on the table, and said, "No, it's because you were so hell-bent on getting a fellow student in trouble, and possibly killed, that I have very little sympathy for you. You were a cruel, and bitter teen, Mr. Snape and you've grown to be a cruel and bitter man, no matter what Dumbledore says."
"Black set me up," was the rebuttal.
"No, you walked right into it. You just told me that you had been following Mr. Lupin around to prove that he was a werewolf. It was your own folly that you wound up in a situation that would see you turned or dead. Had James Potter not rescued you, both you and Mr. Lupin could have died. You by werewolf, him by euthanasia. Plus, you don't seem to think you've done anything wrong. You were just as culpable as Black. You were both trying to kill a fellow student. The only reason you would have gotten away with it is the Lupin is a werewolf," she stated firmly. Though she was more than a bit mad that this was one other thing that Dumbledore had to answer for. He put the whole school at risk to educate the werewolf, which was against their laws. Not that she had anything against it, but the law was the law.
"Werewolves are animals that deserve to die. I am not, and I demand satisfaction. It was attempted murder at best," Snape snarled, he was determined that he would see that man behind bars—again.
"Look," she said more calmly, "even if I brought this to trial, Mr. Black won't serve any more time. The Wizengamot will say that he had been punished enough for that. Not to mention that it was over a decade ago, and the Statute of Limitations is up. I'm sorry, it is out of my hands," she said with finality. She waved her hand at the mirror, and seconds later a young female Auror walked in. "Take Mr. Snape back to his cell, and bring Mr. Dumbledore in." She rubbed her brow, trying to fend off the headache she was sure was on its way.
The uniformed woman nodded and frog-marched the Potions Master away. Ten minutes later the Headmaster was led in and guided to a chair.
"What can I do for you today, Amelia?" the old man asked as if he hadn't just spent the night in jail.
"You can tell me why you keep putting the children in danger, when it was your duty to keep them safe," the head of the DMLE demanded, making sure that a new sheet of paper was taking down the session.
"I have never done such a thing," Albus said aghast. As long as he was at Hogwarts, it was safe. He did fear for it now. The school would be vulnerable without him there to protect it, but first he had a few things that needed tending to. However, since both Severus, and Karkaroff felt that something was happening with their Dark Mark, he was sure that it was time for the prophecy to come to pass. Now, all he had to do was get Harry to understand his part in it.
"Having a werewolf on campus is against the law," she stated, tapping her finger on the table. "Not fortifying the wards puts everyone in that castle in peril. Then there are the rumors of all the things that have been happening over the years. Ones I never believed, not even when Susan said they were true, but now I think I will consider what's been going on at that school. After everything I've heard, how can you sit there, and tell me you've done nothing wrong?" the irate woman asked, ready to reach over, and pluck the man's twinkling eyes out, and play marbles with them.
"Are you saying young Remus should not have received an education? How very bias of you, Amelia," he said in his most disappointed voice, not answering the question, and ignoring the accusations. What's done was done, and there was little she would find. Not that he cared, no, in his mind he was untouchable.
"My opinion doesn't matter; it is the law. One you broke. When I'm done digging up all the rumors finding out what is fact, and what it not, I will have no choice but to put you on trial."
"Dear sweet Amelia, you will never win against me. I have power you could not even imagine. The political power I wield is something you will never match. However, I do not plan on staying here a moment longer. There are things I must do, and I cannot do them from inside a cell. I must get to Harry and explain important things to him before it is too late. Fawkes," he called to the air, making her jump from her seat, and brandish her wand.
She fired curses at the flaming bird, but it was quick, and those that hit him had no effect. She watched helplessly as it landed on the old man's shoulder and flamed them out.
"Argh!" she yelled, slamming both fists on the table. Then she took several deep breaths and tried to calm down. This would be one more nail in that old bastard's coffin. "Find him. Make it your top priority," she ordered the Aurors that had flooded the room.
They knew it would be futile but went to follow that order.
Madam Bones sighed, she'd call an emergency meeting with the Wizengamot. At that time, she would put Crouch, and Snape on trial, get Black exonerated or at least a trial date set, and put an order to capture Dumbledore. With that plan in her head, she went back to her office, and wrote to Waters. He would need to know what was going on.
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