With a huff Ron shot to his feet, glared silently at his mother for a moment while she wasn't looking at him and stomped his way up to his bedroom.
As he climbed the first set of stairs he heard his mother say, "Knit, perl, knit, perl, dear. Not knit, knit, perl, perl."
At Hogwarts, the students were also gathered around wizarding wirelesses and listening; that is, except for those who couldn't be bothered with the happenings of the Wizengamot and were doing assignments, playing chess, playing exploding snap or what-not.
As expected, the staff - less Dumbledore - had immediately realised that the students would be up and either celebrating, commiserating or outright denying that the Dark Lord was killed and being quite vociferous up to full-on physically defending their belief the Dark Lord was not dead. For some students, that also meant they needed to be informed of the death of a 'loved one', such as a father, who had died as they were a member of Voldemort's supposed Inner Circle.
They knew the Gryffindors, especially, would taunt the Slytherins and that could have easily led to wands drawn and combative magic cast. As such, the teaching staff needed to get on top of it before it became an issue. For that reason they first made sure, through head count, that no student was outside their common rooms. Those that were, even if they were in the library at the time, were ordered back to their common rooms for the remainder of the night.
The next morning each House was 'read the riot act' by their Head of House about what punishment would await them if they decided to ignore their warnings not to get into any confrontation. They were told it would not matter who started a confrontation, all participants would be equally and suitably punished. That led to a breakfast in the Great Hall were not one word spoken in anger or taunting occurred between the four House tables. The punishment they were all warned would befall them was of such severity none of them misbehaved. What helped was that the children of the Inner Circle Death Eaters and some other DEs had already been sent home for bereavement leave. They'd been advised that one or both of their parents, and or a sibling, were confirmed deceased.
Now most of the remaining students had retreated to their common rooms and were listening in to the live transmission from the Wizengamot. For many of them, they shortly understood why their missing Headmaster was missing and where he was to be found.
Back at the Wizengamot chambers and before anyone could say anything, Bones gestured to the same auror as before; who had returned to standing by the door. The auror again gave a nod and again opened the door.
This time, two large Senior Aurors came in with Dumbledore between them, gripped by his arms and manacled. He did not look happy. They were followed by two more aurors who both had their wands out, but safely pointed down and away. They were clearly treating the old man as a very dangerous criminal.
While they were doing that, Stanwyck had moved the re-shrouded body and its stretcher off to one side, but not too far away.
Surprisingly, the old man was still wearing his gaudy muted-fuchsia-coloured robes with his wizard hat perched on top of his head. However, his beard was free of the two gold rings he often had it gathered with, allowing his beard to hang free and open. Further, his 'head' hair was only tied back with a simple ribbon. And there was no sign of his wand, money pouch or similar accoutrements. Unknown to anyone bar the aurors and Bones all his charms, except the ones that animated the colouring on his robes, had been stripped away. Though still on his person his hat was no longer a portkey, neither was his beard, neither was his belt. And he'd been scanned for and had removed potioned items, including a false tooth that contained a powerful condensed neutraliser to Veritaserum.
As he was escorted in a few steps, Dumbledore spotted Bones and tried to stop. He only managed to quickly adopt a serene expression and exclaim, "Ahhh!―" before he was firmly yanked forward and dragged towards the prisoner's chair.
Shocked, Dumbledore had to quickly shuffle forward before he was dragged off his feet.
When he saw to where he was being dragged, the accused's enruned chair with its golden chains, he tried to stop himself. "Now, Amelia!―" he tried. Still ignoring him, the two aurors manhandled him into the chair, which immediately caused the chains to rattle and bind him in place. Not until then did the aurors release him.
"Amelia!" he exclaimed, showing shock and disappointment as to his treatment. "What is the meaning of this?"
While Dumbledore was being dragged in and forward, before being firmly placed into the accused's chair, there was quite a bit of noise from both the Members and the gallery. Not a few were quietly showing their displeasure at the handling of Dumbledore; one many thought of as their hero.
Ignoring him, Bones clearly stated for the Members and those listening, "Mister Dumbledore - due to him dangerously casting Fiendfyre in the midst of Diagon Alley before immediately apparating out and leaving the Fiendfyre to run rampant and uncontrolled, placing the lives of a great many witches and wizards... including children... at great risk was placed under house arrest at Hogwarts until such time as a trial could be arranged for him for his reckless endangerment of our citizenry.
"Mister Dumbledore was informed when told he was under conditional house arrest that, if he breached that conditional arrest, would be caught and placed into a DMLE holding cell until his trial. Though given the courtesy of house arrest for his criminal act, Mister Dumbledore did breach that conditional arrest last night. He was subsequently caught and incarcerated in a DMLE holding cell... as he was most fairly warned would happen.
"As he breached the conditions of his house arrest, by established law Mister Dumbledore is to be considered a flight risk. As such, he is lawfully bound while out of those cells."
"Now, Amelia―" the old man tried. Bones ignored him and verbally rode right over the top of whatever the old man was going to say.
"However, we are not here to sit in trial of Mister Dumbledore just yet," she explained. "Mister Dumbledore was brought here so that, contrary to what he has been telling everyone, he could see for himself that the one known as the dark lord is dead... and that it was not by the hand of Lord Neville Longbottom."
As the Healer began to step back to the body to uncover the face again, Dumbledore said, "Now, Amelia. I assure you... the dark lord is not dead."
Just as the Healer was about to once more flip the sheet back, he froze in surprise before turning to look more fully at the old man. "You, Mister Dumbledore, are an idiot," he firmly stated. Then, before Dumbledore could look his way and rebuke him, the Healer did flip the sheet back.
Turning again to Dumbledore, he said, "I... am a Master Healer with more than twenty years of experience. You... aren't even a medi-wizard who can make such a call." Gesturing to the body he said, "That man is the one everyone knew as Lord Voldemort. And... as an expert in what constitutes living and dead... I assure you, he is dead!
"A piercing curse through the brain tends to render one verydead. Would me casting a Life Signs charm on the body prove it to you?"
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