Nott, II
Titus Belham had sat, dark and dignified, while the trial proceeded. He did not approve of hecklers participating in official Wizengamot business, but he wasn't going to embarrass himself by responding, not while wearing his orange silk paisley cravat. It was rather fetching with the plum-coloured robes of his position, if he did say so himself.
When the period of questioning finally commenced, Belham leaned forward to shuffle some papers, all affected solemnity marred only by the eagerness he could not quite keep from his expression. "Mr Nott," he began. "Please explain to the court the nature of your relationship with Mr Edmund Nott, deceased."