Silly scrap of parody. After OotP, the Ministry faces serious Occupational Health & Safety issues. This trial transсriрt asks the hard questions! Albus Dumbledore frottages with chickens.
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TRIAL TRANsсriрt
ESTATE OF SIRIUS BLACK v MINISTRY OF MAGIC
DAY 6 - AFTERNOON SESSION
BEFORE HER HONOUR, LADY JUSTICE MARCHBANKS
COUNSEL FOR THE PLAINTIFF: MINERVA McGONAGALL
COUNSEL FOR THE DEFENDANT: MR TROMEDLOV
MARCHBANKS: When we adjourned for lunch I believe we were part way through examination-in-chief. You may resume your examination, Mr ... are you sure we haven't met? There's something very familiar about you, Mr Tromedlov.
TROMEDLOV: It must the balaclava, your honour. Perhaps you knew someone else who wore one. We all look the same in suspiciously concealing headwear.
MARCHBANKS: No doubt. But your eyes, Mr Tromedlov. I'll be blunt with you. Red eyeballs give me the willies.
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FUDGE: ...
McGONAGALL: Look at *me*, Mr Fudge. I assure you that Mr Malfoy does not have the answers. Mr Malfoy has nothing but a lumpy bed in the high security section of Azkaban and a newfound aversion to the exprеssion "Who's your Daddy?" He will be returning to his cell at the end of this hearing. Now, Minister, in answer to my question -
FUDGE: Albus Dumbledore frottages with chickens.
McGONAGALL: Do you deny -
FUDGE: Barbequed chickens.
McGONAGALL: Your honour, I have no further questions.
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