(Like this then Kris: Headmistress, I'm telling you, he had used deletrius on his own wand before the ministrey came. I can show you, *Pulls a memory from his head and puts it in a vial* here.
McGonagal: "My decision remains final. Gryffindor is sentenced to life in Azkaban!" (Alright time skip time)
Two years later! [/i] -I had spent two years planning my escape. I had memorized the guard patrols and tonight was the night-
Kris: Lockheart, come here. *Lockheart refuses* fine then, *walks over and takes out a small vial.* drink this, or you'll look even more guilty. McGonagall: Mr. Lovegood, what is that? Kris: Veritiserum. *Lockheart drinks it* now, professor, did you or did you not cast the crucio spell on Rose?
(I wanna ruin it, then fail, now shush) Lockheart: *Struggles* I did McGonagall: Professor! Kris: Did you or did you not remove the evidence from your wand afterwards? Lockheart: *Sighs* I did... McGonagall: though it may be true, the final ruling is up to the ministrey to decide...