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"Madame Justice!" Marius cut him again, addressing Amelia Bones. Sirius couldn't help but be in awe of his nerve. "Is it the court's policy to allow such unlawful interruptions?"

"No it is not," Amelia Bones rather pointedly looked at the black-haired man.

"And am I correct in assuming that I would have more than enough grounds to claim a mistrial if this goes on much further?"

"You are."

Albert Avery glared but kept silent. The Undersecretary spoke though. "Your warning is noted, but claiming a mistrial would only mean your client would have to return to Azkaban while you try to arrange another hearing."

Avery looked quite smug. Sirius wondered if the woman was in his pocket. Probably not, though he wasn't sure about Lucius'. Though he tried to appear mildly interested, Sirius could tell Lucius would have done something himself. Sirius found himself lamenting the fact that Malfoy had enough political acumen to keep his mouth shut. He'd have loved to see him put in his place by Marius.

"I am afraid you are mistaken," Marius said evenly. "My client was never charged with anything. His file has no accusation documents. Not even his rights were read. There was no trial. Even the arrest was never followed up on. Sirius Orion Black simply found himself in Azkaban, at the Dementors' tender mercies, within a day of being found on Tottenham Court Road. Somehow." The chamber started murmuring again. "So truly, I would not mind a mistrial at all," he taunted, sipping his tea with absolute serenity. "I already have the lawsuit against the Ministry prepared for conspiracy to perform and cover up the kidnapping and imprisonment of my client, the Heir to the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black!" That definitely started a roar through the hall. "And I will definitely take it up with the ICW if I am not satisfied with how Britain deals with this matter."

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