Locke looked very miserable.
His ugly face was beaten into a pig head, bruised and purple, and several of his fangs fell out.
This guy was tortured badly.
No wonder he couldn't be found after the attack, it turned out that Malfoy had captured him.
"Locke!" Lucius looked at the half-blood goblin, "Did you secretly open a vault for Murphy Darkholm?"
Locke raised his swollen face and looked at Murphy with purple eyelids.
The two looked at each other for a while.
Murphy suddenly said: "Locke, just tell the truth, all my property is legally inherited, you have done nothing wrong."
Locke's pointed ears moved, and then he looked at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, can you guarantee my safety?"
"You will not be harmed during your time as a witness." Dumbledore said.
"No! I mean, in the future, if I want to tell the truth, can you guarantee that I will not be retaliated against?"
Dumbledore pondered for a while, and finally said: "If you face retaliation for telling the truth, then the wizard's law will lose all credibility. Don't worry, the Aurors will guarantee your safety."
"Okay!" Locke seemed to have made up his mind.
He glanced at Murphy, then at Lucius, and suddenly said: "I am innocent! Murphy Darkholm is also innocent! I have not done anything that violates the regulations of Gringotts! I did not open a vault for him privately, and all my actions are standardized and legal! The source of funds for Mr. Murphy Darkholm is also very clear. Everything is Lucius's conspiracy."
Lucius was stunned.
"You, you didn't say that before! You helped Murphy open a vault with Stephen Cumberbatch's fake name, and you laundered money for him! And all that money came from Muggles!"
Locke was very calm, "That's what you taught me, Mr. Malfoy."
Lucius was stunned.
He couldn't understand why this guy would suddenly turn against me?
"Impossible! That's not the case! Bogorod, bring Bogorod here, he can prove it all!"
Scrimgeour nodded and was about to ask the Auror to bring someone. An Auror came up and whispered a few words in his ear. The latter was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Bogorod has been arrested for attempting to embezzle wizard property."
"Also, Gringotts just sent a notice saying that it has been confirmed that Mr. Murphy Darkholm's source of funds is completely reliable and legal." Scrimgeour glanced at Lucius, "If your evidence is to accuse him of this, you can give up now."
"What?!"
Lucius felt incredible, he looked at Murphy, shocked and confused.
How did this guy do it?
What kind of magic does he have?
"Okay, Lucius, let's end this farce today." Scrimgeour said, and asked the Auror to pull Lucius out of the iron cage and prepare to take him to Azkaban.
"No! I don't accept it! I still have evidence!" Lucius struggled desperately, "Potions, I have samples of the potions he sold to Muggles! I have samples! And raw materials! I got them from the Muggle factory!"
He broke free from the two Aurors and took out a few things from his traceless stretch bag, "These are them! These are enough to prove that he sold potions to Muggles!"
Murphy frowned, this guy was really well prepared.
If it weren't for his sudden attack this time, it might be really troublesome.
But now, after this series of operations, he has already gone, and no one will believe him.
However, Murphy still walked to the materials and samples.
That was indeed the potion material he had mixed, as well as the cloud white medicine with the Umbrella Corporation logo, and several bottles of semi-finished products.
"What is this?" Murphy asked.
"You sold potions to Muggles! You didn't expect it! You thought you burned down my house and took away the things stored in the cellar, and destroyed them all, but you didn't expect that I kept some for myself!"
Murphy curled his lips, "Just take it as it is, then what kind of potion is this?"
"White fresh essence!"
"Look!" He said, opened a bottle of cloud white medicine and poured it on the wound on his arm that was scratched by the iron thorns, and the wound healed in a short while.
"Look! This is white fresh essence!"
The wizards on the trial bench also saw the effect and talked about it.
However, Murphy still looked indifferent, "But I see it says Cloud White Medicine."
"This is the name you gave it. Cloud White Medicine is Baixian Essence!"
"Let's not talk about the relationship between these things and me." Murphy said, "I just want to ask you a question. How do you prove that Cloud White Medicine is Baixian Essence?"
"What?" Lucius was asked dumbfounded, "Their effects are exactly the same!"
"Hehe," Murphy laughed, "I heard that Mr. Malfoy has invested in several pharmacies. But you don't seem to know anything about potions."
"The effect is the same, so it's the same thing? Mr. Snape will definitely scold you when he comes. Idiot! Phoenix tears and white fresh essence can both treat external injuries. Are they the same thing? Foul stones and mandrake juice can both remove some toxicity, but are they the same thing? "
"You may not know that in the Muggle world, there may be dozens or hundreds of medicines for a disease. Are they all the same thing?"
"You may know how to prepare white fresh essence, but do you know how Muggles produce this cloud white medicine?"
"If you don't know, how can you prove that they are the same thing?"
"This... As long as there is a master pharmacist who knows potions, he can definitely prove it..." Lucius was still struggling.
Murphy looked at Dumbledore again, "Professor, you have discovered twelve uses for dragon's blood and have made great achievements in alchemy. You are a master of potions. So can you prove that these two drugs are the same thing?"
Dumbledore quietly greeted Murphy's gaze with his blue eyes behind the half-moon lenses. After a while, he avoided Murphy's gaze, picked up the bottle of cloud white medicine and looked at it, and finally sighed, "Unfortunately, I don't know such technology."
Murphy smiled.
This was what he expected.
To prove that two things are the same substance, at least you must have a full and complete understanding of their properties. It is not enough to just "look like".
Even "smell like, use like, taste like" is not enough. Even if you can list a million similarities between the two, you still can't prove that the two are the same thing.
Because it is just an enumeration process, just like the Goldbach conjecture and many other conjectures about prime numbers. Even if you can cite 100 billion examples that meet the conjecture, they will always be conjectures and will not become truths without complete and rigorous logical proof.
There is only one way to prove that they are the same substance: find the unique and irreplaceable property of this substance, and then prove that both things have this property.
Do wizards have such ability?
What a joke.
If wizards can understand their potions to this extent, why does Murphy need Muggles! What technology! What pounds to earn! Isn't it enough to just do magic honestly?
It is precisely because wizards do not have such ability and their understanding of their magic cannot reach such precision that Murphy will seek the power of Muggles.
Therefore, it can be said that the existence of Cloud White Medicine is proof that wizards do not have this ability.
It is like a woman who cheated because her husband was impotent gave birth to a child, but her husband wanted to prove that the baby was actually his.
Murphy glanced at Lucius.
You are not Lestrange, so why are your ideas so similar to those of the Cuckold?
(End of this chapter)