HP: In The Magical World As a An Extra [ Chapter 140 ]

As Peter came back to himself he began blubbering once more, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the dark lord, he has powers greater than any of you could know, what would any of you have done, what would you have done," he blubbered.

"I would have died," Sirius yelled from his seat above in the visitors' area, "I would have died rather than betrayed my friends like you should have like we all would have done for you!"

He raged as he leaned over the railing, his knuckles white as he gripped the railing like he was about to jump down and strangle the miserable little rat.

It was only the auror who had followed him up and Ted that prevented him from doing so with their hands on his shoulders to keep him from going too far.

Sirius's yelling, however, had opened the floodgates, as others began to yell at Peter in outrage at what he had done, clearly even ten years later the wounds that Voldemort had left were still painful and many still despised him and those who openly supported him.

They were quickly silenced however as another cannon blast sounded from Lady Marchbanks' wand bringing the chamber back in order as Amelia turned to face the aged Witch...

"The prosecution rests its case, and calls for an immediate vote on all charges presented," Amelia stated, her tone sharp.

Lady Marchbanks nodded once, her face set in a stern grimace, all amusement gone from her eyes as she glared down at Peter like he was something foul she'd just smelt, "very well. All those present who find the defendant guilty of all charges presented, please raise and light your wands now," he instructed.

Once more the chamber was full of wands being raised and lit, nearly all present did so, save the aurors and a few staff members who couldn't vote.

"And those who find against," Lady Marchbanks stated, and almost instantly all lit wands were lowered and not a single one was raised.

"The vote is unanimous," Lady Marchbanks said in a clipped tone as she raised her gavel, "the defendant is hereby found guilty of all charges, and shall be remanded into custody until this body has voted on…" She began to say

'This was it, now or never,' Magnus thought to himself before he rose to his feet and spoke cutting Lady Marchbanks off as he subconsciously channelled his magic into his voice, making it boom as he spoke."As Heir of House Black I demand, Right of Satisfaction!"

And almost instantly the entire chamber fell deathly silent at his words.

Andromeda's head snapped around to look at him so fast it was amazing that she didn't get whiplash, her eyes wide as she stared at him in shock, just like so many present were doing…

…but Magnus clearly wasn't paying their gazes any attention as he was focused solely on the bound shivering rat in the middle of the chamber.

This had been his plan on how to permanently deal with Pettigrew. Magnus knew that the rat had to be dealt with, he remembered reading too many fanfictions where the rat was either thrown in Azkaban or sentenced to death only to escape and go off to find his lord and aid in his return.

He couldn't let that happen, this was his plan to well and truly throw Canon out the window.

He wasn't one bit shocked at the silence his demand had garnered him, it was an old law, one his grandfather had mentioned to him during his studies, normally something that Lords called upon as a last resort to deal with those who have crossed them and their houses in a serious manner.

And he doubted that it was used often, but he had confirmed with Ted before coming that it was still an option.

It was in its simplest terms, a duel between the lord who issued the challenge and the offending party to the death, one where the only choice for the challenged party was to accept.

Because if they didn't it meant the lord had the right to kill them on the spot. This was his answer, to ensure that Peter had no means of escaping later, was to end the rat himself.

"Mister Black!" Dumbledore cried as he finally registered that Magnus was serious, "please be reasonable, mister Pettigrew has already been found guilty, is it not enough that he will..." he began to plead before Magnus silenced him.

"Be Silent!" Magnus's voice boomed with his magic raging inside of him, "this rat, framed a member of my house for crimes he did not commit, he is the reason he sat unjustly imprisoned for a decade.”

“I will have satisfaction, and you will be silent and be grateful that I do not see fit to turn the wrath of my house upon you for the part you played that allowed this injustice against a member of my house to suffer due to your incompetence!"

Dumbledore's eyes widened at the threat and his eyes narrowed as he made to respond, but was once more silenced, this time by the booms of a gavel.

"Mister Dumbledore, you will be silent," Madam Marchbanks demanded as she fixed Dumbledore with a hard look to silence the man, lest he says something he'd later regret.

Dumbledore fumed at being silenced a second time but didn't sit down, instead, he turned and made for the exit of the upper area, evidently having had enough and deemed it not necessary to remain for the rest of the proceedings.

As the doors closed behind Dumbledore's exit, Madam Marchbanks turned her gaze to Magnus, her tone calm and gentle, and if Magnus had to put a feeling behind it, it would be. Concern.

"Heir Black, are you certain this is the route that you wish to proceed with," she inquired, "it is well within your right to do so, but I must caution you…" she went to continue but Magnus raised his hand to speak, halting her next words.