Chapter 261: The handsome Minister Fudge is loathing!

"Mr. Potter, many people are not as conscious as you are." A tall wizard said beside Harry.
　　
　　 is a middle-aged man with short, gray hair that is unmistakably brushed, slightly bald, short beard, and majestic, and at first glance is a big man who has long been in the top position.
　　
　　 "Are you?" Harry asked curiously.
　　
　　 "Bati Crouch." The man's voice was loud and thick. It seems how admirable his name should be.
　　
　　 "Oh..." Harry pulled his voice.
　　
　　Bati Crouch frowned, but he didn't feel any respect.
　　
　　 "That's the one...I'm the director of the Enforcement Department of Magic Law, right? That's an important position."
　　
　　Bati Crouch showed a smile on his face: "Not bad..."
　　
　　 heard Harry continue to say: "That's that... the son is the director of the Magic Law Enforcement Division of Death Eaters, right?"
　　
　　 "It's a pity that I heard that the Minister of Magic is generally promoted from this position, and I don't know if this is the case." Harry asked for knowledge.
　　
　　Bati Crouch's anger rose in his eyes. This was the eternal pain in his heart, but he was embarrassed to get angry.
　　
Harry saw Sirius, and suddenly it seemed like he had just remembered, shouting: "That's that... Sirius Black was put in Azkaban prison without trial more than ten years ago. It turned out to be you. With this decisive wrist, you have a lot of limelight. Why is there such a thing, your son is very ridiculous..."
　　
　　Hundreds of people behind him heard this.
　　
　　Actually, they all knew this fact, but no one dared to mention it in front of Batty Crouch. Now I suddenly heard someone say aloud and couldn't help looking away.
　　
　　Bati Crouch's body was trembling, almost out of control.
　　
　　 He regretted why he had to talk to Harry so that he would not come to Taiwan now.
　　
　　 It was then that Cornelius Fudge came in.
　　
　　 So this little chapter was over, Batty Crouch quietly breathed away, and moved away from Harry quietly.
　　
　　……
　　
　　Fuji Connelly, as Minister of Magic, turned out to be an interrogator in the wizarding court.
　　
　　 is really a chaotic officialdom system, and the division of labor is not clear at all.
　　
　　 Equivalent to the Muggles, the prime minister also serves as a judge of the Supreme People's Court, which is too bad.
　　
　　 However, this should be the last glory of Fudge Connelly... although he himself has not yet realized.
　　
　　Fuji sat at the table in front of him, and the somber witch and pink toad were on both sides of him.
　　
　　 Quiet in the courtroom.
　　
　　 "Well, everyone keeps quiet... are you ready?" he shouted to the person on the far side.
　　
　　 "Yes, sir." In the first row on the right side of the room, the seat closest to the table above, Percy Weasley hurriedly left the stool butt, and stood up and answered respectfully.
　　
　　 "Well." Fuji nodded slightly.
　　
　　 Percy Weasley was like a who had ordered the emperor's orders, and he was honored and disgraceful.
　　
　　 He was sitting in front of his neck, pressed his left hand against the parchment, and his right hand holding the quill pen, and then looked at Minister Fudge with a serious eye, waiting for him to continue to give orders.
　　
　　 "The trial on January 3 officially began." Fudge said decently.
　　
　　 Harry thought that something was missing and thought for a moment, thinking that if Fudge could shoot the gavel in his hand, it would be more of the same thing.
　　
　　 "Trial Sirius Black's hidden Death Eater identity, join... Voldemort camp, report to Voldemort, kill the wizard of the Ministry of Magic, slaughter innocent Muggles, betray the British magic world!"
　　
"Interrogator: Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Director of the Enforcement Department of Magic Law Amelia Susan Burns, Senior Deputy Minister Dolores Jan Umbridge The trial recorder: Percy Igne Hughes Weasley..."
　　
　　Although no one went to see Percy, he moved and straightened his waist. He coughed twice with a sound that only he could hear. It seems that what is waiting for him is to make an important speech.
　　
　　 This is his first time, his name sounded in the magic world.
　　
　　Although it is only a trivial recorder, but it is foreseeable-this name will sooner or later make all the wizards irritated. Percy Weasley was ruddy and confident.
　　
"Defendant witness: Albus Percival Woolflick Brian Dumbledore." Fudge thought of the name with disgust, wondering if it was too long. Fudge didn't like it, or Fudge Hate the wizard with this name.
　　
　　 Dumbledore walked out of the shadow calmly and stood beside Sirius Black.
　　
　　 He wore a black-blue robe and his face was extremely serene.
　　
　　 Dumbledore walked to the center of the courtroom and looked at Fudge through his half-moon glasses on the nose bridge of his eagle hook. His long silver-white beard and hair sparkled against the torch.
　　
　　Harry saw an interesting scene: behind Dumbledore, the fifty or so members of Wisengama had different expressions, some hated, some were annoyed, some were afraid, some cheered...
　　
　　 Harry used to think that Dumbledore had been in Wisengama for so long, and the people inside had long been brainwashed by him, and he was all his loyal followers. It seems that this is not the case.
　　
　　Witcher's court, the trial is conducted in the form of questions from the interrogator, and the adjudicator can also ask questions.
　　
　　Interviewees answered questions and explained one by one.
　　
　　 You come and go between the two parties, and finally ask no more questions.
　　
　　Then vote by a show of hands.
　　
　　 More than half of the people raised their hands to believe that the person being interrogated was guilty, that is guilt.
　　
　　 On the contrary, innocent.
　　
　　……
　　
"Defendant Sirius Black... Thirteen years ago, did you participate in the battle that led to the killing of thirteen Muggles?" Fudge didn't ask questions that would prove that Black was innocent, but asked some questions , Confusing, the problem of rubbing the ball.
　　
　　 Sirius returned: "Yes, but..."
　　
　　 "You were born in the noble pure-blood family, the Black family... and it is widely known that the Black family turned to Voldemort, right?" Fudge led the wizard's conjecture with malicious intent.
　　
　　 Sirius stared at Fudge: "Yes, but this is my week..."
　　
Fudge interrupted him: "The witnesses around you, Albus Percival Woolflick, Brian Dumbledore, testified that you told him personally that you are the confidentiality of the James Lily and his wife. Man, is this the case?"
　　
　　 Hearing those two names, Sirius was silent.
　　
　　Fuji smiled in the shadow.
　　
　　 At this time, he was not in a hurry, so he waited for Sirius's answer.
　　
　　 Sirius looked up and said, "Yes, but there are some things you should know..."
　　
　　Fuji waved his hand: "Okay, we already know, you answer other questions first..."
　　
　　 "The day you were arrested, you kept talking to yourself, ‘I killed them...’ Is this the case!
Fuji suddenly shouted.
　　
　　 Sirius Black returned to the night when they saw their bodies, and he nodded subconsciously.
　　
　　Pretty~EbookFREE.me~Now kill! Fudge smiled.
　　
Fudge glanced at the group of Wisengama members and gave a glance to some of the wizards. He said, "I have already asked what I should have asked, and you have all heard clearly. How do I decide, Have you counted?"
　　
"Yes……"
　　
"Ok……"
　　
"what……"
　　
　　 "Yes..."
　　
　　 "That's it..."
　　
　　 Some wizards whispered, and the wizards who just showed their dissatisfaction behind Dumbledore nodded.
　　
　　 One of the short and chubby wizards with beards whispered into the ear of a wizard with curly hair. The sorceress looked at Dumbledore with a sneering expression and nodded.
　　
　　Harry heard the "rule" and raised his head blankly: "Ah, is it finished?"
　　
　　Don't he just be distracted for a while, and thought he didn't start it, and ended it unexpectedly.
　　
Harry looked at Foggy with red light with approval, and said, "Is this the skill of the Minister of Magic's interrogation, white can be said to be black. No wonder Foggy can ascend to the throne, and you can only go to the Department of International Magic Cooperation Cold bench. I really underestimated him. Do you mean, Director Crouch... Hey, what are you doing so far away from me?"
　　
　　……
　　
　　 Note: The name of Connelly Fudge was mistyped earlier, and it was called Fudge Connelly. apologize,