"Hmm, you're really funny, aren't you, Mr. Smee."
Bones smiled faintly and slapped a thick stack of files onto Roy Smith's desk. Behind her, numerous Department of Magical Law Enforcement officers stared sternly at the utterly unconcerned Roy.
"Let's put an end to the jokes, Mr. Smee. I hope you'll answer honestly from here on out. You are currently suspected of multiple offenses, including illegally using magic outside school, unauthorized Apparition, and maliciously bypassing Trace detection, among other charges. You wouldn't want to become the youngest student in history to enter Azkaban, would you? So please answer this prosecutor's questions seriously."
Roy still remembered Kingsley and Mr Weasley's reminders. Faced with the stern Bones and the prosecutors filling the interrogation room, Roy smiled carelessly, clasped his hands behind his head, and leaned back in his chair as though he had no fear whatsoever of their threats.
"..."
"I don't know anything about what you're talking about. I'm just a poor second-year student who had no choice but to subdue my sister after she lost control. I just want to go home now."
"Is that so? Then how do you explain this?"
The prosecutor seated beside Bones picked up a document from the table and placed it before Roy. Pointing at its contents, he questioned Roy.
"Through Prior Incantato, we discovered that you used Apparition multiple times during your time away from school. This is a serious violation of the Ministry of Magic's restrictions on Apparition qualifications. What do you have to say about these accusations?"
Roy gave the prosecutor questioning him an indifferent glance and gave his answer.
"I want to see Dumbledore."
Roy's answer was recorded on parchment by the automatic quill nearby. Seeing that Roy would not answer his question directly, the prosecutor changed documents and set another