From the moment Fudge decided to deny Voldemort's return, he should have anticipated that various conflicts, large and small, would occur among the wizards.
If Vincent hadn't resumed the live stream in time that night, even if it were Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard of the time, it's unlikely anyone would have believed him.
Fudge's mistake was underestimating the two of them, believing that his little tricks would be enough to make them submit.
The number of wizards who choose to believe in Voldemort's return is roughly equal to the number who do not, and conflicts like those between the Black Family and Malfoy Family will only escalate.
Vincent arrived just in time, amidst the crowd. Sirius Black had just knocked out Old Parkinson, Lucius, somewhat agitated, shoved Fudge aside.
"Black, you started this today. I will definitely pursue the matter of you injuring Iagos to the end!"
"Me first?" Sirius Black grabbed his collar. "You were the one who came over to mock us first! So what Dumbledore isn't the president of the International Confederation of Wizards? Are you in such a hurry to show off because it's your master's mission?"
The word "master" deeply offended Lucius, who grabbed Sirius Black's hand in a particularly inelegant manner. "Black, what are you barking about like a dog!"
Sirius Black chuckled, "Who's barking? Your owner is so careless, forgetting to leash you properly."
Lucius's face flushed red and then turned pale, Fudge, whom he had pushed away, returned to the space between the two of them.
"Both of you are prominent wizards, why don't you each compromise?"
Sirius Black nonchalantly swatted away Lucius's hand that was grabbing his collar. "What bad luck, you've gotten my brand new clothes dirty."
Lucius glared at him fiercely. "Black, what are you trying to say?"
Sirius Black brushed the crumpled collar he'd been pulling at, his eyes fixed meaningfully on Sirius's arm. "Didn't your master give you a mark? What is this if not something dirty?"
Lucius took a step back in terror, and Fudge's expression changed drastically, his smile vanishing.
"A mark? What mark?" The wizards watching began to whisper among themselves.
Sirius Black has some nerve to mention the Dark Mark in public.
Shh—it's that one.
"Which one? Hiss— Lucius Malfoy has the Dark Mark on him?"
"That's not surprising. Didn't he say back then that he was accidentally struck by the You-Know-Who's Imperius Curse? Maybe that's when he was branded with it."
"Tsk tsk tsk—the entire British Wizarding World knows that the Malfoy Family's words are not to be trusted, yet you actually believe he was forced?"
"Not forced? Then why was he acquitted back then?"
The wizards' whispers were like sharp knives stabbing at Lucius, who was completely pale and had lost all his usual elegance and composure.
Sirius Black seized the opportunity to deliver another blow, "How annoying, you've even polluted the air around us."
"Nonsense!" Lucius raised his Serpent-head Cane, trembling. "The Ministry of Magic has already ascertained the truth. I am innocent, aren't I, Mr. Minister?"
Fudge flashed his signature fake smile. "Of course, the Malfoy Family is a very ancient wizarding family. They have dedicated everything to a noble cause, so how could they possibly be guilty?"
The so-called "wonderful career" probably refers to the minister's private treasury.
Vincent, standing in the crowd, clicked his tongue, even more eager to see how things would end today.
Sirius Black, a Gryffindor, didn't even know the word "retreat."
"You say you're innocent?" He stared again at Lucius's arm holding the Serpent-head Cane. "Malfoy, with so many eyes watching, do you dare roll up your sleeve and let everyone see your arm?"
This statement was like lighting a powder keg, and the wizards watching immediately began a heated discussion.
Fudge's face was grim, but he managed a forced smile. "Mr. Black, do you have any doubts or misunderstandings about the Ministry of Magic's verdict? Let me explain in detail the basis for the Ministry of Magic's acquittal back then."
Sirius Black was about to speak when Lupin, who was behind him, quickly stepped forward and pressed down on his shoulder.
The two whispered a few words to each other, Sirius Black nodded rather unhappily.
"No need, Mr. Minister." He made no attempt to hide the disdain on his face. "We ancient Pure-blood Wizard families don't have any particularly remarkable abilities, just King Gold Galleons."
He glanced at Lucius arrogantly, "I'll consult a professional legal advisor about my doubts."
Lucius was so angry he laughed.
The Malfoy Family has Death Eaters, but your Black Family doesn't?
Sirius Black's cousin Bellatrix is still in Azkaban, and his younger brother Regulus became Death Eaters while still in school.
Sirius Black was just lucky. If Peter Pettigrew hadn't been caught, he probably would have already received a passionate kiss from the Dementors, and there would have been no chance to overturn the verdict.
Lucius looked at Sirius Black with the eyes of someone looking at a dead man. "Black, after all, you were a prisoner for 12 years. I don't blame you for not knowing anything."
His eyes turned cold and fierce. "But I must advise you, the laws of the Wizarding World are not to be trifled with. If there is a next time, I will hold you legally accountable for deliberately smearing and spreading rumors about me."
Sirius Black's eyes turned cold. "You say I'm slandering and spreading rumors? Do you have any evidence?"
Seeing that another conflict was about to break out, Fudge quickly and "enthusiastically" separated the two, saying, "Both of you are members of an ancient Pure-blood Wizard family. Lucius was joking, wasn't he?"
Sirius Black still didn't give the seemingly lowly Minister for Magic a friendly look.
If it weren't for the many wizards around, he probably would have been taken back to the Ministry of Magic long ago.
He grew angrier the more he thought about it. "It doesn't matter if you don't have evidence. I'm willing to take responsibility for what I've said. Malfoy, are you willing?"
Lucius's brow furrowed deeply, and the corners of his mouth twisted downwards. "Childish."
Everyone thought Sirius Black wouldn't stop there, but he just turned around with a cold smile and walked into the Prongs Magical Appliances store without looking back.
The matter has finally been resolved, but its impact is only just beginning.
The surrounding wizards dispersed, but the conversation between the two spread at an extremely fast pace.
Even without instant communication devices like Magical Communicator, the news still spread throughout the entire British Wizarding World in less than half a day.
Whether Voldemort will return is still uncertain, and whether Lucius was actually afflicted by the Imperius Curse has once again become a hot topic.
The homepage of the Dubidubi Video Platform is filled with interpretations and analyses uploaded by users, and anchors led by Rita also started live streaming immediately.
Soon, Death Eaters had been exonerated, such as Old Crabbe, Old Goyle, Avery, Old Nott, Travers, and Macnair, were also brought up for discussion.
All of this was irrelevant to Vincent. After watching the play, he quietly waited for the Ministry of Magic personnel to leave, and then slowly walked into the Prongs Magical Appliances store.