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Harry Potter: MageX

In a surprising twist of fate, Harry Potter discovers that he possesses the elusive X-gene, unlocking a whole new realm of possibilities within the wizarding world. As he navigates the challenges of adolescence at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry grapples with the awakening of his mutant abilities, which allow him to absorb magical powers and abilities. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! If you appreciate my work and want to support me, consider buying me a cup of coffee. Your support helps me keep writing and bringing more stories to you. You can do so via PayPal here: https://www.paypal.me/VikrantUtekar007 Thank you for your support!

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Chapter 11

The atmosphere in the Wizengamot Chambers was tense, anticipation hanging heavy in the air as the trial of Sirius Black loomed on the horizon. Harry sat on the edge of his seat, his nerves coiled like a spring as he awaited the start of the proceedings. Beside him, Susan fidgeted nervously, her eyes flickering with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.

Ororo and Professor Xavier sat nearby, their presence a source of comfort and support amidst the sea of uncertainty. As Harry exchanged glances with them, he found solace in their steady gazes, a silent reminder that he was not alone in this pivotal moment.

The minutes ticked by slowly, each passing moment heightening the tension in the chamber. Harry's mind raced with thoughts of Sirius Black, the man who had been a shadowy figure lurking on the fringes of his past. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him, a lingering doubt that whispered of secrets yet to be uncovered.

Finally, the doors to the chamber swung open with a resounding creak, drawing everyone's attention to the entrance. The members of the Wizengamot filed in solemnly, their robes billowing behind them as they took their seats on the raised dais.

At the forefront of the chamber, Sirius Black stood flanked by Aurors, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the room with a steely resolve. Harry's heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, a flood of emotions swirling within him as he struggled to reconcile the image of the man before him with the stories he had heard.

As the trial commenced, Harry braced himself for the revelations that lay ahead, knowing that the answers he sought would soon be revealed within the hallowed halls of the Wizengamot Chambers. With each passing moment, he felt a growing sense of determination and resolve, steeling himself for whatever truths awaited him on this journey of discovery.

As the proceedings began, Dumbledore rose from his seat at the head of the Wizengamot, his commanding presence casting a solemn aura over the chamber. His voice rang out with authority as he addressed the assembled audience, his words measured and deliberate.

"Esteemed members of the Wizengamot," Dumbledore began, his tone grave yet resolute. "It is with a heavy heart that I must recuse myself from presiding over this trial."

A murmur of surprise rippled through the chamber at Dumbledore's announcement, the gravity of his words sinking in as the implications of his recusal became clear.

"As Chief Warlock, it is my duty to ensure a fair and impartial trial," Dumbledore continued, his gaze sweeping over the gathered witches and wizards. "However, given my intention to serve as a witness provided by the defense team for Sirius Black, I cannot fulfill this obligation with the impartiality it requires."

There was a solemn nod of understanding from the members of the Wizengamot, acknowledging the integrity of Dumbledore's decision even as they lamented the loss of his guidance in the proceedings.

"In my stead, I appoint Amos Diggory, esteemed member of the Wizengamot and esteemed colleague, to preside over this trial," Dumbledore declared, his voice unwavering in its conviction. "I trust in his wisdom and fairness to ensure that justice is served in accordance with the laws of our society."

With a dignified nod to Amos Diggory, Dumbledore took his seat among the assembled members of the witnesses of the defense team, his expression one of steely determination as he prepared to advocate for the rights of Sirius Black and seek the truth amidst the shadows of uncertainty.

As Amos Diggory takes his seat at the head of the Wizengamot, he nods towards a bailiff, indicating his readiness to commence.

The bailiff rose from his seat, his voice echoing through the hushed chamber as he announced the commencement of the trial.

"All rise for the honorable Wizengamot Court," the bailiff proclaimed, his tone authoritative as he signaled the beginning of the proceedings.

As one, the assembled witches and wizards rose to their feet, their attention fixed on the dais where Amos Diggory, presiding over the trial, sat with an air of solemnity and gravity.

"Let the trial of Sirius Black commence," the bailiff declared, his words carrying the weight of authority as he gestured for the first witness to be called forth.

With the formalities complete, the trial began in earnest, the courtroom abuzz with anticipation as the truth hung in the balance, waiting to be revealed amidst the tangled web of evidence and testimony.

Chief Auror Rufus Scrimgeour rose from his seat, his demeanor solemn and resolute as he prepared to make the opening argument for the prosecution.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Wizengamot," Scrimgeour began, his voice ringing clear and authoritative through the chamber. "Today, we gather to address the grave matter of Sirius Black, who stands accused of heinous crimes against both wizardkind and muggles alike."

Scrimgeour proceeded to outline the facts of the case as per the investigation conducted, each word laden with the weight of undeniable evidence.

"On the night in question," Scrimgeour continued, his gaze sweeping across the assembled audience, "Sirius Black was found at the scene of a devastating explosion, a crater filled with the bodies of twelve innocent muggles. Witness statements corroborate the presence of Sirius Black at the scene, engaged in a heated argument with one Peter Pettigrew."

The courtroom murmured with unease as Scrimgeour recounted the events leading up to the explosion, the tension palpable in the air.

"It is alleged," Scrimgeour stated, his voice unwavering, "that during this confrontation, Peter Pettigrew accused Sirius Black of treachery, branding him a traitor. Witnesses attest to Sirius Black's chilling response—a maniacal laughter as he repeated the words, 'It was my fault! I killed them!'"

The gravity of Scrimgeour's words hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over the courtroom as he concluded his opening argument.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the evidence against Sirius Black is damning," Scrimgeour declared, his tone firm and uncompromising. "I implore you to consider the facts presented and deliver a verdict that ensures justice is served for the victims of this heinous crime."

With his opening statement delivered, Scrimgeour returned to his seat, his expression one of steely resolve as the trial of Sirius Black unfolded before the eyes of the Wizengamot.

As Law Wizard Theodore Tonks rose to deliver his opening statement for the defense, a palpable sense of anticipation filled the chamber. All eyes were fixed on him as he began to address the assembled members of the Wizengamot.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Wizengamot," Tonks began, his voice resonating with authority and conviction. "Today, we gather to address a grave injustice—an injustice perpetrated against Sirius Black, a man who has been denied the fundamental right to a fair trial."

With each word, Tonks emphasized the absence of due process in Sirius Black's case, pointing to Barty Crouch Sr.'s bias against families with known Dark inclinations as a contributing factor to his wrongful imprisonment.

"It is no secret that Barty Crouch Sr., the former Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, harbored deep-seated prejudices against families with Dark inclinations," Tonks declared, his tone unwavering. "His actions, driven by personal bias rather than evidence, led to Sirius Black's imprisonment without trial—a gross miscarriage of justice that cannot be ignored."

The chamber murmured with astonishment at this revelation, the implications of Crouch's bias casting a shadow over the proceedings.

"Furthermore," Tonks continued, his voice gaining momentum, "Sirius Black is prepared to undergo questioning under Veritaserum to attest to his innocence. He maintains that he was not the secret keeper for the Fidelius Charm placed on the Potter home at Godric's Hollow."

The revelation elicited gasps of surprise from the assembled audience, the notion that Sirius Black might not have been the traitor they had believed him to be challenging their preconceived notions.

"In fact," Tonks pressed on, "Sirius Black asserts that the true secret keeper was none other than Peter Pettigrew—a fact that has been conveniently overlooked in the rush to judgment."

The chamber buzzed with speculation at this bombshell revelation, the implications of Pettigrew's betrayal sparking heated debate among the members of the Wizengamot.

"And finally," Tonks concluded, his voice ringing with conviction, "Sirius Black performed the Godfather Ritual to become recognized by magic itself as Harry Potter's godfather. By the rules binding the ritual, he is bound to protect and safeguard Harry's well-being, ensuring that no harm comes to him."

With this assertion, Tonks sought to dispel any doubts about Sirius Black's intentions, invoking the ancient magic that bound him to Harry Potter as his godfather.

As Tonks returned to his seat, the chamber erupted into a flurry of murmurs and whispers, the revelations of his opening statement sending shockwaves through the assembled audience. In that moment, the tide of public opinion began to shift, as the truth behind Sirius Black's imprisonment began to emerge from the shadows of doubt and suspicion.

Amos Diggory turned to the Aurors present in the Chamber.

"In light of Sirius Black's agreement to be subjected to Veritaserum, I order that he be presented to court." he commanded.

As the Aurors led Sirius Black into the courtroom, a hushed silence fell over the assembled audience. The sight of the once formidable wizard, now reduced to a mere shadow of his former self, elicited murmurs of disbelief and pity from those gathered.

Sirius Black appeared gaunt and emaciated, his hair matted and unkempt, dark circles haunting his sunken eyes. His once proud demeanor was replaced by a weary resignation, his features bearing the unmistakable marks of suffering and hardship.

Amos Diggory, the presiding official of the trial, regarded Sirius with a mixture of curiosity and concern. It was clear that the man before him had endured unimaginable hardships during his time in Azkaban, and Diggory felt a pang of sympathy for the prisoner standing before him.

"Sirius Black," Diggory began, his voice echoing through the chamber, "you have agreed to undergo questioning under Veritaserum to attest to your innocence. Are you prepared to submit to this interrogation?"

Sirius Black nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on Diggory with a steely determination. Despite his physical frailty, there was a flicker of defiance in his eyes, a silent testament to his unwavering resolve.

"I am," Sirius replied, his voice hoarse yet resolute. "I have nothing to hide, and I am prepared to speak the truth."

With a solemn nod, Diggory motioned for the questioning to commence, signaling the beginning of a pivotal moment in the trial of Sirius Black. As the Veritaserum took effect, the truth would be laid bare for all to see, revealing the secrets and revelations that lay buried beneath the surface of this complex and contentious case.

The Medi-Wizard carefully administered three drops of Veritaserum onto Sirius Black's tongue, ensuring precise dosage for maximum effectiveness. As the potent truth serum took effect, a tangible tension filled the air, each member of the courtroom awaiting the revelations that would soon follow.

Sirius Black's expression remained stoic as the Veritaserum began to exert its influence, his eyes fixed on a distant point as the potion worked its magic. Slowly, his features relaxed, a distant look washing over his face as his mind became flooded with undeniable truths.

Amos Diggory, the presiding official, leaned forward attentively, his gaze fixed on Sirius as he awaited the first question. The courtroom fell into a tense silence, anticipation hanging heavy in the air as the truth serum worked its way through Sirius Black's system.

Then, in a voice that was clear and unwavering, Sirius began to speak, each word imbued with a compelling honesty that left no room for doubt or deception. As the revelations poured forth, the truth behind the events that had led to his imprisonment began to unfold, painting a vivid picture of betrayal, manipulation, and redemption.

The audience listened in rapt attention, captivated by the raw honesty of Sirius's testimony. With each revelation, the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, shedding light on the tangled web of lies and deceit that had ensnared him for so long.

As Sirius's testimony drew to a close, a palpable sense of disbelief hung in the air. The revelations he had shared had shattered preconceived notions and overturned long-held beliefs, leaving the courtroom reeling in shock and uncertainty.

Amos Diggory, his expression grave yet contemplative, rose from his seat, his voice carrying the weight of authority as he addressed the gathered audience.

"These revelations are significant," Diggory began, his voice echoing through the chamber. "They call into question the validity of Sirius Black's imprisonment and raise serious doubts about the events that led to his arrest."

With a sense of purpose, Diggory motioned for a brief recess, allowing time for the implications of Sirius's testimony to be fully absorbed and considered. As the courtroom emptied, the echoes of truth lingered in the air, a testament to the power of Veritaserum and the enduring quest for justice.

As Rufus Scrimgeour posed his first question with a measured tone, "Were you the Secret Keeper for the Potter Family property at Godric's Hollow?"

Sirius Black responded with unwavering clarity, his voice carrying the weight of undeniable truth.

"No," Sirius began, his gaze steady as he addressed the courtroom, "I was not the Secret Keeper for the Potters. It was Peter Pettigrew who betrayed them, revealing their location to Voldemort."

The revelation sent shockwaves through the chamber, murmurs of disbelief rippling through the gathered audience. The notion that Sirius Black, the man who had been vilified as a notorious Death Eater, was innocent of this grave accusation defied all preconceived notions.

Scrimgeour's next question cut through the stunned silence, his voice tinged with skepticism. "Are you claiming, then, that you are not a Death Eater?"

Sirius met Scrimgeour's gaze with steely resolve. "I am not now, nor have I ever been, a Death Eater," he asserted firmly. "I have spent the past twelve years wrongfully imprisoned in Azkaban for crimes I did not commit."

The courtroom buzzed with murmurs of disbelief and speculation, the implications of Sirius's testimony sending shockwaves through the assembled crowd.

As Scrimgeour pressed on with his questioning, Sirius's responses continued to reveal a web of deceit and betrayal that had ensnared him for years. With each revelation, the truth began to emerge, painting a vivid picture of innocence unjustly tarnished and justice denied.

As the interrogation drew to a close, the weight of Sirius's testimony hung heavy in the air, casting doubt on the validity of his imprisonment and calling into question the very foundations of the case against him.

In the wake of Sirius's revelations, the courtroom was left to grapple with the implications of his testimony, each member of the Wizengamot wrestling with their own understanding of truth and justice in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary.

The final revelation of Pettigrew being alive and hiding as a rat under the roof of an unsuspecting Weasley family is startling.

Amos Diggory's expression mirrored the disbelief rippling through the chamber as he turned to the Aurors, his gaze unwavering as he awaited confirmation of Sirius Black's startling revelation.

The Aurors exchanged puzzled glances before swiftly springing into action, their sense of urgency palpable as they hurried to investigate the veracity of Sirius's claim.

After a tense hour of anticipation, one of the Aurors returned to the courtroom, his expression grim as he delivered the shocking news.

"It's true," he announced, his voice carrying the weight of undeniable truth. "We've located Peter Pettigrew at the residence of Arthur Weasley, disguised as a rat."

The revelation sent shockwaves through the assembled crowd, murmurs of disbelief and astonishment echoing through the chamber. The implications of Pettigrew's survival and his proximity to a prominent wizarding family reverberated through the courtroom, casting a shadow of doubt over the proceedings and calling into question the very fabric of the case against Sirius Black.

Amidst the chaos and confusion, Amos Diggory's voice cut through the din, his tone grave yet resolute as he addressed the courtroom.

"It appears that we have been grievously mistaken," he declared, his words carrying the weight of solemn realization. "The evidence presented today has cast doubt on the validity of the charges against Sirius Black, and it is clear that further investigation is warranted."

With the truth finally emerging from the shadows, the courtroom was left to grapple with the ramifications of Sirius's revelation, each member of the Wizengamot wrestling with their own understanding of justice and accountability in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary.

After a brief deliberation, Sirius Black is unanimously declared innocent of all charges.

The Wizengamot's verdict reverberated through the chamber, and brought a sense of relief and vindication to all who had stood by him in his darkest hour.

As the weight of years of wrongful incarceration lifted from Sirius's shoulders, the courtroom erupted into a chorus of applause and cheers, a jubilant celebration of justice prevailing over injustice.

Amidst the jubilation, Dumbledore rose from his seat, his expression one of solemn satisfaction as he addressed the gathered assembly.

"On behalf of the Wizengamot, I extend our deepest apologies to Sirius Black," he began, his voice carrying the weight of collective regret. "Your wrongful incarceration is a grave injustice that we deeply regret, and we offer our sincerest apologies for the pain and suffering you have endured."

With a solemn nod of acknowledgment, Sirius accepted the Wizengamot's apology, his gaze steady and unwavering as he addressed the assembled members.

"I thank you for your recognition of my innocence," he said, his voice tinged with emotion. "And I accept your apology with grace and forgiveness."

As the courtroom settled into a moment of reflective silence, the Wizengamot moved to address the matter of compensation for Sirius's wrongful imprisonment.

"In recognition of the injustice you have suffered, we offer you a substantial sum of gold as compensation for your time spent unjustly imprisoned," Amos Diggory announced, his voice carrying the weight of the Wizengamot's collective remorse.

With a sense of closure and resolution, Sirius accepted the Wizengamot's offer of compensation, knowing that while he could never reclaim the years lost to wrongful incarceration, the gesture served as a small measure of recompense for the injustice he had endured.

As the proceedings drew to a close, the courtroom buzzed with a renewed sense of hope and optimism, a testament to the enduring power of truth and the unwavering pursuit of justice in the face of adversity.

As the Wizengamot disperses, Harry walked over to where Sirius is.

Tears welled up in Sirius's eyes as he looked upon Harry, a flood of emotions washing over him at the sight of his godson standing before him, no longer a baby but a young man on the cusp of his teenage years.

"Harry..." Sirius whispered, his voice choked with emotion as he reached out a trembling hand, as if to reassure himself that this moment was real.

Harry, sensing the depth of Sirius's emotions, approached him with a mixture of sympathy and understanding. He could see the pain etched into Sirius's features, the weight of years of wrongful imprisonment bearing down upon him.

"It's okay, Sirius," Harry said softly, his voice filled with compassion. "You don't have to apologize. None of this was your fault."

But Sirius shook his head, his tears flowing freely now as he struggled to find the words to express the depth of his remorse.

"I should have been there for you, Harry," Sirius choked out between sobs. "I should have protected you. But instead, I let them take me away, and I left you all alone."

Harry reached out and placed a comforting hand on Sirius's shoulder, offering him a reassuring squeeze.

"You're here now, Sirius," Harry said gently. "And that's all that matters. We have a chance to make up for lost time, to start anew."

With those words, a sense of hope flickered in Sirius's eyes, a glimmer of light piercing through the darkness of his despair. He knew that while he could never erase the pain of the past, he had been given a second chance—a chance to rebuild the bond with his godson and forge a new path forward together.

As they stood there, enveloped in the warmth of their shared embrace, Harry and Sirius knew that no matter what trials lay ahead, they would face them together, united by the unbreakable bond of family and the enduring power of love.

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