Prologue 2
Seven Days after the Battle of the Ministry
Deep within the Ministry of Magic, in a secret sector called the Department of Mysteries, there stands a veil. The uneducated call it the Veil of Death, but a few remember its true purpose. After the days of Merlin, but before the founding of the modern Wizengamot, the Veil stood as the ultimate judicial authority.
During the Battle of the Ministry, Sirius Orion Black had passed through the veil after being hit by a full powered disarming spell. The spell thrown by his insane cousin Bellatrix, was believed by those there to have killed Sirius by sending him through the Veil of Death, did the one thing Albus Dumbledore NEVER wanted to happen; it gave Sirius a trial.
Seven days after he entered the Veil, Sirius Black rolled to the floor of the Department of Mysteries. A Loud voice rang through the halls of the Ministry, "this one has been judged, his soul is pure, condemn him not."
Amelia Bones stood abruptly; the voice of Judgment hasn't been heard in the Ministry in centuries, most believed it to be no more than a myth left over from before the formation of the Wizengamot. Yet its words rang through every hallway of the building; "this one has been judged, his soul is pure, condemn him not."
Oh My God," DMLE Head breathed. Dropping everything, she took off running. She knew of only one person to have gone through the veil of judgment in this lifetime. Crashing through crowds of confused Ministry workers, Amelia ran into Kingsley and Tonks. The senior Auror had reached the same conclusion she had, and the three aurors made record time to the veil room.
There on the floor before them lay the naked body of accused betrayer Sirius Black. He was covered in a thin layer of viscous fluid, but on the whole looked healthier than he had in years. The magic of the ancient Veil of Judgment, was stronger than anything in the ministry, every wanted poster, file, and piece of paperwork dealing with Sirius Black and his guilt in the death of the Potters in 1981 now had the same declaration the veil had made verbally stamped across it. This was true not only in the magical world, but also in the mundane world as well.