Nott, II
"Hmmmm." Eleria looked the boy up and down. Such an actor, this one. Should've gone on the stage, made girls weep for him. Not that they didn't, right this second. There were louder voices, some so outrageous that they had to be escorted from the room, but Eleria was not to be deterred. She had a job to do, and she was going to do it well. One did not spend forty years with the Wizengamot for no reason.
"People do terrible things when they believe they're doing the right thing," she stated. And then, afterwards, they try to stand up in court and claim it is a mistake? Is that your only defense?"