They bound his arms and legs to the chair, in the most horrid and embarrassing way possible for a pureblood; the muggle fashion. They gagged him as well but that didn't stop him from growling and attempting to speak through the fabric, salvia running down his chin. The crowd watched, some cried for him and what was about to take place. While others cried for relief and joy over the events that brought him here. He didn't deserve this! He only followed orders! He was innocent! He tries again to yell out one last protest, but still only tastes the fabric. The door open at the far end of the room, the entire audience that came to watch the show shiver and shrink in their seats.
"Lucuius Malfoy you have been sentenced to the dementor's kiss." A voice of the low life ministry worker tells him standing next to the very Dementor that would do the job.