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Originally Posted by
Linda Hagrid 
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Nicoli contemplated the man before him carefully. "You seemed to have loved you wife...unendingly. Though, however, it seems as though she doesn't return the favour." It was almost heartless, but the truth had to be spoken to him, otherwise he would continue pinning hopelessly.
"I commend you for attempting, for a short time at least to go it the honest way," he continued quietly, "Stealing never quiet makes that level of honesty, does it?" He paused, stealing himself, "I'm sorry, truly. But, you are guilty. There is no doubt about that. The Wizengamort are the ones who will decide your punishment."
Ouch. That hurt, and badly. Gonoph winced.
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Originally Posted by
Linda Hagrid
Nicoli's eyes widened, "Tampered with? Are completely sure that it was not the potion, or the potion maker's error? Is there anyone who could possibly do that?" This was Gonoph's way out, wasn't it? Well, it might be. "Would you be able to give us hard information?"
"I'm certain it was tampered with - absolutely certain. In an effort to ruin me. A conspiracy, set up by the potion makers, in conjunction with the goblins and trolls who wanted to steal my gold to turn it into the elixir of life! But they'll never suceed... no... no bank for me... " His eyes took on a wild look as lunacy crept into them. "I've hidden it where they will never, ever find it. No one will! And one day I'll clear my name! Then I'll dig up my treasure and take my beloved Johanna away from all this... we'll start anew... I swear it!" he pounded a fist on the table vehemently. Yes. There would be a new life. There was hope; he could cling to it. He could believe.