Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 989: Porter with explosive power

The person who opened the door and entered was not Harry Potter, today's interrogate, but a member of the Wizengamot who had just arrived.

The time in the courtroom passed quickly amidst everyone's chatting, and the originally scheduled court time had already passed.

There is no doubt that Potter is late!

Potter's late arrival undoubtedly left a bad impression on all members of the Wizengamot, and this was probably what Fudge wanted to see the most.

It's really annoying!

Albert wanted to see Fudge sit on it and be judged more and more. Fortunately, someone was more diligent than him in this matter, and he hoped that Fudge would be unlucky.

"This kind of thing is not common." Bud looked in Fudge's direction and said softly to Albert.

"It can only be said that it is not unexpected. Someone probably hopes that we will be left here for a few hours." Albert could see that Fudge was in a good mood.

If Potter was a few hours late, his plan would have worked.

"What will happen if you miss this trial?" Albert asked.

"I don't think Potter has any other opportunities." Sera said with a frown. He obviously also guessed the reason, especially after finding out that the person who came here for trial today was Harry Potter, he knew that the current scene was definitely made on purpose.

As long as you are a sensible person, you can actually guess that although some people are dissatisfied with Fudge's actions, they can't do anything about it for the time being.

Who made Potter late.

"I'm looking forward to today's trial."

Albert looked at the triumphant Fudge, with a malicious smile on his face.

He believed that Fred and George would let Harry Potter know that the dementors who attacked him most likely came from the Ministry of Magic.

Under the circumstances that he knew that he was framed by the Ministry of Magic, he actually came to the Ministry of Magic for trial. I believe that Harry Potter would definitely not be able to swallow this breath.

A savior with ill intentions towards the Ministry of Magic is funny to think about.

I really look forward to the next development.

Sure enough, the protagonist never disappoints.

Not long after, the door of the courtroom was pushed open again, and the whispering around stopped abruptly.

Because today's protagonist is here.

Albert signaled Bud and Sera to look at a certain minister. Fudge's face was very gloomy, like a child who just heard that the Christmas party was cancelled. He obviously didn't expect Harry Potter to appear here .

"You're late." Fudge's indifferent voice echoed in the courtroom, giving off a strong sense of oppression, but Harry Potter, who had just entered the courtroom, was indifferent to it.

"The notice I received is: At ten o'clock this morning, I will be tried in the office of Ms. Amelia Burns, Director of the Department of Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic."

Under the dual effects of tranquilizer and Felicia, Harry showed unprecedented composure. He had already learned the "truth" from the twins, and knew that he would be fine, so now it can be said that Full of confidence, he looked at Fudge with a weird look.

He sat on the only chair in front of him, and said in a slow and gentle tone: "I just found out that the time was two hours ahead of time a few minutes ago. Fortunately, I came to the Ministry of Magic in advance, otherwise I'm afraid I would have missed this time." Let everyone waste their time here."

Although he said that he was on trial, but listening to the tone, it seemed that he was not the one who came to stand trial.

"That's not the Wizengamot's fault." Fudge's face became more gloomy, and he interrupted impatiently: "The Ministry of Magic sent an owl to inform you this morning."

However, Fudge couldn't interrupt Harry, who seemed to be indifferent and said to himself.

"I think the owl of the Ministry of Magic must have sent the letter to the wrong place. Since I was attacked by a dementor, I have changed my residence."

Harry didn't pay attention to Fudge's annoyed gaze, but looked around on his own, and was surprised to see an acquaintance in the corner.

"He is calmer than I expected." Bud looked at Harry Potter below in surprise, turned his head and said to Albert, "If you weren't by my side, I would have thought that the people below It's you."

"After all, he is the savior. I haven't seen any big scenes."

Albert said in a voice that can be heard by everyone around him: "I think the Triwizard Tournament a while ago gave Potter a strong heart. After all, compared with those more dangerous scenes, this One time is really nothing, let alone this time he has a helper."

This is the result of drinking sedatives, Felicia, knowing the truth and knowing the ending, a savior Harry Potter who is full of fighting power.

The current Harry Potter is not easy to mess with.

"Very well, the defendant is finally here, let's get started!"

Fudge's face became more and more ugly, as if he had just been punched in the face. The witch next to him stared at Harry Potter intently, as if she wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

"Are you ready?" Fudge asked Percy the interrogation recorder loudly.

"Yes, sir."

Percy responded, indicating that he was fine. He has recovered from the surprise at seeing Albert, his eyes are focused on the parchment in front of him, and he is holding a quill pen in his hand to write.

"Trial on 12th August," said Fudge loudly, "of Harry James Potter, of 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, for breaching the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act ” and the International Statute of Secrecy.”

"Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic; Amelia Susan Burns, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; Dolores Jane Woo, Senior Undersecretary Mlich."

"Judgment Recorder: Percy..."

Harry glanced at Percy. He had heard Ron say the reason why Percy left the Weasleys' house. It seemed that betraying his family made him appreciate Fudge.

However, it was Albert who was more surprised than Harry. He had no idea that Umbridge had now become a senior deputy minister.

It's really interesting that a deputy minister went to Hogwarts to teach!

Next, Dumbledore also did not disappoint everyone, and he really appeared on stage at a critical moment.

Perhaps because he had experienced many things, Dumbledore looked very calm, and did not show any irritation because of Fudge's calculation, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Compared to calm interrogators and defense witnesses.

Fudge, who was still majestic, was panicked by Dumbledore's appearance.

The members of the Wizengamot present watched this scene with great interest, some of them seemed very annoyed, some seemed a little scared, and most of them were whispering to each other, as if they were discussing the previous "Daily Prophet" '' report on Dumbledore's dope.

Especially Dumbledore politely declined the kindness of the inarticulate Fudge, changed a chair for himself, and after sitting down, his gentle appearance didn't look like an old fool.

"This scene is so hilarious!" Sierra muttered.

Regardless of Harry Potter or Dumbledore, they all looked at Fudge with interest at this moment, as if Fudge sitting on the judgment seat was the monkey jumping up and down.

"I think after today, many people will not be able to sleep at night!" Bud said to Albert in French.

"When will you leave England." Albert asked.

"Let's take a while!" Bud said without thinking.

"What?" Hetok was a little puzzled.

"Britain is not safe anymore!" Bud said softly, "I think you shouldn't stay in England at all, and just travel around the world with us after getting married."

"The place where I live is very safe." Albert declined: "As for traveling around the world, I will consider it."

Looking around, he had to admit that Bud was right.

Dumbledore's attitude made the members of the Wizengamot present feel uneasy, because if Dumbledore is not old-fashioned and crazy, does that mean that the news he announced a while ago is very likely to be real.

That person really came back!

This is undoubtedly a cruel reality that many people are unwilling to face.

Cornel Fudge took a deep breath, and after forcing himself to calm down, tremblingly pulled out a piece of parchment from a pile of documents, took another deep breath, and read aloud: "The accused party has the following Crime: The defendant had previously received a written warning from the Ministry of Magic for similar charges, and this time knowingly and knowingly committed the crime of committing a crime in the Muggle residence at 9:23 p.m. on August 2 District, in the presence of a Muggle, used an Invocation Charm, which violated paragraph 3 of the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act of 1875 and the International Confederation of Magicians' Secrecy Article 13 of the Law."

After Fudge finished reading, he put down the parchment and stared at Harry fiercely and asked, "Have you used the Patronus Charm in front of Muggles?"

"Underage wizards can use magic to save themselves when they are in danger." Harry did not answer Fudge's words, but said calmly, "So, your accusation is not established."

Not only Fudge was stunned, but even the other members of the Wizengamot were stunned.

Everyone looked up and down at Harry Potter, who was sitting there calmly. The other party was not affected by the atmosphere of the courtroom at all, and he didn't seem to intend to follow the procedures of the Ministry of Magic.

Moreover, Harry Potter didn't seem to intend to stop, so he continued talking.

"Something I have to correct."

"Quiet," growled Fudge.

"There's something wrong with your accusation," Harry said suddenly.

"What?"

"Three years ago, the Ministry of Magic sent me a written warning because of a misjudgment that I violated the "Act on the Reasonable Restraining of Underage Wizards." Harry said calmly: "I have to clear... ..."

"Enough, enough!" Fudge interrupted very arrogantly, "I don't have time..."

"You should let me finish, I think everyone wants to know the truth." Harry said unhurriedly, "And, I can show evidence."

There was a dead silence in the courtroom, everyone stared at Harry Potter, they suddenly had a feeling that the person in front of him was not here for trial, but for questioning.

"Evidence?" Amelia Bones asked.

"Yes, I have evidence." Harry continued, "Three years ago, the hovering spell was not mine, but a house-elf, so this matter is purely a technical issue of the Ministry of Magic. "

"Look!" Fudge roared angrily, gesturing exaggeratedly in Harry's direction, "A house-elf! In a Muggle dwelling! Is that even possible?"

"The house elf is currently at Hogwarts." After speaking, Harry turned to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was also very surprised by Harry's performance, and nodded cooperatively, "There is indeed such a thing. If you want, I can call the house elf here to testify."

"I...I don't have time to listen to the house elves' nonsense." Fudge panicked and shouted loudly, "Not only this, but he also inflated his aunt."

"Yes yes, there is indeed such a thing." Harry admitted calmly.

"Look, he admitted it himself."

Fudge punched the judge's bench and knocked over a bottle of ink. This slightly funny look made the expressions of many Wizengamot members subtle.

"But I remember your original words at the time were:" Harry deliberately paused, and repeated: "We won't punish you for such a trivial matter. Send them to Azkaban."

Valley Toilet</span>Harry looked at Dumbledore again, and added: "To be honest, I ran away from home at the time, and I was so moved by your words."

"Yes, I also remember this incident. You were very merciful and didn't bring charges. I think you agree that even the best wizards can't always control their emotions." Dumbledore calmly say.

Because Fudge was scrambling to wipe the ink off his notes at the moment.

The courtroom once again fell into a strange dead silence, because if the previous two things were exposed, today's trial would be meaningless, at most it would be a warning.

What a hilarious trial.

Such thoughts popped up in the minds of many members of the Wizengamot, and they also had a different view of Harry Potter's quality.

"Okay, let's return to today's topic!" Harry suddenly smiled, but the smile on his face gave off a creepy feeling.

"I was attacked, attacked by dementors," he said to everyone.

"I'm sure it's a well-rehearsed lie!" growled Fudge excitedly.

"I have evidence." Harry said firmly, "I have evidence to prove that what I said is true."

"Have you met a dementor?" Amelia Bones glanced at Fudge and asked.

"Yes, I have witnesses."

"You drove them away? I mean you summoned a fully fledged Patronus?" Amelia Bones asked curiously.

"A stag, always a stag. If you doubt it, I can get you one on the spot." Harry was confident that he could summon a physical Patronus in public.

"Every time?" Ms. Burns asked, "Have you conjured a Patronus before?"

"Yes, when I was in the third year, dementors attacked me in the carriage and on the Quidditch pitch, so I had to find someone to ask the Patronus Charm to protect myself." Harry said honestly.

"It's amazing," Ms. Burns said to the group. "It's really amazing that he can conjure a real Patronus at his age."

"No, this is not a big deal. As far as I know, Mr. Anderson mastered the Patronus Charm earlier than me. I asked him how to deal with dementors at the beginning, although it was Professor Lupine who took the time to teach me."

The members of the Wizengamot all had weird expressions on their faces, almost instinctively looking towards a certain direction of the courtroom. The Mr. Anderson mentioned in Harry Potter was sitting there, and the other party also had a calm face, as if the person just mentioned was not him.

"If there are no other questions, I will present the evidence."

"What do you mean?" Ms. Burns asked.

"I have witnesses who can prove that the dementors did attack me and my cousin that day." Harry glanced at Fudge and said firmly, "I mean except for my cousin Dudley Durs. Beyond the ceremony."

Everyone was left speechless by Harry's words.

Yes, it is the interrogatee's prerogative to give evidence, and the interrogator cannot ignore this.

From the beginning, Harry Potter has taken the initiative, because he has the evidence, he has the evidence from the beginning to the end, as the highest court in the UK, they have to be as impartial as possible, even if many people here Knowing that this joke-like trial was a farce created by the Minister of Magic, but the authority of the Wizengamot, all members of the Wizengamot must automatically maintain it, at least to maintain the appearance of justice, because it is their power. Otherwise, the laws of the entire British Ministry of Magic will collapse, and no one will take the Wizengamot seriously anymore, and they, as members of the Wizengamot, will be completely reduced to a laughing stock.

"Very well, where is this man?" Fudge seemed deflated, he knew he couldn't do anything to Harry Potter today.

Harry turned to look at Dumbledore.

"I brought her," said Dumbledore, "she's just outside the door."

Mrs. Figg was soon brought in by Percy, who looked equally calm.

Yes, very calm, terrifyingly calm, just like Harry Potter, completely unaffected by the atmosphere here.

Fudge suddenly had an ominous premonition, he glared at the old woman below, and asked loudly: "Full name?"

"Arabella Figg." Mrs. Figg said blankly, "I am a resident of Little Whinging, and I live next to Harry Potter's house."

"We don't have any wizards living in Little Whinging except for Harry Potter," Ms. Burns said, frowning. "That area is under constant surveillance."

"Squibs are off your record," said Mrs. Figg quietly.

"Squibs?" Fudge looked up at Mrs. Figg, "We'll check. By the way, can Squibs see Dementors?"

"We can see!" Mrs. Figg glared at Fudge disapprovingly.

"Very well," said Fudge coldly, "Mr. Potter said you saw him attacked by a dementor."

"On the evening of August 2nd, at about a quarter past nine, I ran into it by chance when I was out shopping for cat food." Mrs. Figg read out what she had memorized: "I happened to see two dementors Slidingly attacked Mr. Potter and his cousin Dudley. To be honest, I was scared stupid because it became so cold after the dementor appeared. I felt as if all the joy disappeared from the world. I remembered some terrible things... Oh, by the way, I received a letter from a stranger this morning, which contained some photos of the time, and I think this must be more convincing than my statement."

Speaking, Mrs. Figg actually took out a few photos from her pocket under the watchful eyes of everyone, "It shows the scene where Potter was attacked by a dementor at that time."

The courtroom suddenly fell into a strange dead silence.

"Photo? Are you sure you're not joking." Fudge felt that this was ridiculous.

"I also received a letter from the owl last night, which contained similar photos." Dumbledore said gently.

"Weasley, bring the picture up." Fudge felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly.

Several photos were placed in front of the interrogators.

Amelia Bones also felt that this incident was very unusual, because the photos were indeed pictures of Harry Potter and his cousin Dudley being attacked, and one of them even showed Mrs. Figg , although only the back view.

"Even the photos are ready, I'm sure those photos were carefully faked by someone."

"I don't see that the photos are fake," said Amelia Bones quietly.

"But, the dementor ran into a Muggle residential area, and happened to meet a wizard?" Fudge said contemptuously.

"Not necessarily if these two dementors have recently taken orders from someone outside the Ministry of Magic," said Dumbledore quietly. "Of course, these two special dementors may not be under the control of the Ministry of Magic..."

"There's no Dementor out of the Ministry's control!" Fudge growled, his face flushed maroon.

"No, Dumbledore, I think the Minister has a good point. In fact, I was told that it was an elaborate plot and that the person who had the dementors attacking me was someone present. One." Harry glanced at Dumbledore, the smile on his face widening, and even Dumbledore frowned.

"This is slander, naked slander," growled Fudge.

"He thinks someone wants me to be expelled and lose my status as a wizard." Harry put his finger at his throat, released the Loud Voice Charm easily, and suppressed Fudge's growl: "It turns out, he said That's right, whether it's being attacked by a dementor, or a trivial matter of minors using magic, it is now going to be tried in a formal criminal court, and the time of the trial has finally been adjusted, and I, the client, don't know it yet. Of course, I have no evidence to accuse who did it, but I know that the man who sent the dementors to attack me will be in Azkaban for life in a few years, so I am not angry and never will Doubt the authenticity of this prophecy, after all, it took thousands of galleons to make the prophecy."

"You found a master prophecy?" Amelia Bones' expression was also grim. Harry Potter's words were a blatant threat, but...he obviously didn't seem to be lying.

"Yes, someone hired a master prophecy for me." Harry said calmly.

"As far as I know..."

"I don't know. He didn't tell me who the master prophecy was, nor who the person who sent the dementor to attack me was. He only said that he would enter Azkaban in a few years. It is said that his predictions are as ruthless as his fees, and he has never made a mistake."

Bud, Sera, and Mog all looked sideways at Albert, and they suddenly understood why Harry Potter's fighting power was so strong.

No, it should not be tough, but iron.

"Even if the Wizengamot considers him guilty, the Ministry of Magic still has no right to expel Harry Potter," Albert reminded.

Of course, this script was indeed provided by him. Although the last scene was not, it is not strange for the hated Harry to vent his anger after he was sure that he would not be fired.

Are you still the savior?

Yes.

Even Dumbledore didn't expect Harry Potter to confront Fudge head-on in the end.

So what if you offended Fudge, what if you trampled on the face of the Minister of Magic.

Harry also knows that someone will step down next year.

Moreover, Fudge's vicious methods did not leave him any room at all. If he hadn't been instructed, he might have fallen into a trap and died completely.

What Harry said was indeed very reasonable, and all the blame was pointed at Fudge.

Fudge's face turned a liver-purple color, and the toad-like witch to his right was staring at Harry Potter.

"I think the Ministry of Magic should thoroughly investigate why those two dementors attacked me without permission?"

"It's not up to you to decide what the Ministry of Magic does or doesn't do!" said Fudge roughly.

Seeing Fudge acting like his Uncle Vernon, Harry's mood became more and more joyful. He said maliciously: "I think the Ministry of Magic should give me an explanation. You must know that I was almost killed by a dementor at that time. I think not only me, but everyone should be very concerned, and no one wants to Be the next to be attacked."

Amelia Bones felt that someone was controlling everything invisibly, and her eyes could not help looking in a certain direction.

"I want to remind everyone that even if the behaviors of those two dementors are not the product of wild imagination, they are not the topic of this interrogation!" The toad-like witch beside Fudge reminded with a light cough: "We are This is to interrogate Harry Potter for violating the "Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act"!"

"Very well, maybe we should end Mr. Potter's trial first, and let the Ministry of Magic settle the matter of the dementors." Ms. Burns said in a resonant voice.

"If you agree that the accusation is not established, please raise your hand."

Hands raised one by one, the number has exceeded half.

In fact, as long as you are not a fool, you will know after a series of evidence bombardment by Potter that even if Potter is now found guilty, the Ministry of Magic can't do anything to him.

What's more, they are also very clear that once Harry Potter is convicted,

The authority of the Wizengamotti will be challenged.

Who gave Harry Potter enough evidence to prove his innocence!

"Hands up if you're in favor of the crime," Ms. Burns added.

There were very few people who raised their hands. Except for Fudge, there were probably five or six people. Obviously, Fudge never expected the Wizengamot to sentence Potter from the very beginning, if Potter left them alone for more than half an hour , the result is naturally another matter, but there is no doubt that his plan failed, and instead made himself into a mess.

"Very well, the accusation is not established." Fudge tried his best to suppress his anger, and his voice became strange

"Great. I have to go. Have a nice day, everyone." Dumbledore packed his things quickly, and walked out of the courtroom quickly without even looking at Harry.

"Mr. Principal really comes and goes like the wind~IndoMTL.com~ Albert looked at Dumbledore's leaving back and said softly: "However, today's trial is really interesting. so much fun. "

"It's really unexpected." Bud glanced at Albert, stood at the door and greeted some old friends, and looked at the silver cards brought by Albert.

Everyone was surprised that Albert was getting married.

Of course, they were even more surprised by Albert's range of friends. There is no doubt that those who received the cards were friends whom Albert knew, and nearly one-third of the people in the entire Wizengamot were with him. Get acquainted and receive a silver card.

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