Vol 2 Chapter 888: Dumbledore and Fudge

"You are late." A cold man's voice echoed in the courtroom.
"I'm sorry!" Harry said quickly, nervous. "I don't know if time has changed."
He lowered his gaze and looked at the two chairs in the center of the room. The armrests of the chairs were left and right.
He had seen these chains suddenly picking up and tied the people sitting in the middle.
Harry looked up again. All he could see was about fifty people wearing purple-red robes and a delicate silver "" on the left front chest.
They all looked down at them both, some with a stern expression, and some without concealing their inner curiosity.
In the middle of the front row of benches, the Minister of Magic, Connelly Fudge.
Fudge is a big fat man, often wearing a dark yellow-green dome high hat, but today he did not wear it.
In addition, the kind smile he always had when he spoke to Evan and Harry, disappeared today.
Instead, it is a cold expression, and the indifference makes people feel scared. Maybe this is what he really looks like.
On the left side of Fudge was a witch with a wide body and a square chin. The gray hair was cut short, wearing a pair of monocles, and the expression on his face was daunting.
There was another witch sitting on the right side of Fudge, but she was sitting too far behind the bench, her face shrouded in the shadows.
"That's not the fault of Wissen Gamma," Fudge said. "I sent an owl to inform you this morning."
"Obviously, we have not received a letter from Wissen Gam, Minister!" Ai Wen looked around and his eyes fell on the top of Fudge. "In fact, we probably didn't think of a minor using magic. And the little things about the authenticity of the report are actually tried by the Supreme Criminal Court of Wissen Gamma. I have read a lot of books about this, but I have never mentioned this in the book."
An embarrassing silence, Avon noticed that several wizards were moving around in the chair uneasy.
They didn't think that Ai Wen would say such a thing, and there was no preparation.
Obviously, his words are crucial.
If this matter is to be circulated today, the Ministry of Magic and Wissen Gamma are too shameful to make such a battle for the two little wizards.
"And, if I remember correctly, Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the Hogwarts Magic, applied to the Ministry of Magic to apply for an interview. I didn't see her." The text continues to say, chasing after victory.
"Her application has not been approved, don't think I don't know what you have planned," Fudge said annoyedly.
"Our plan is to report the detailed progress of this case truthfully and objectively. As far as I know, cases concerning this level can allow others to accompany them. For the sake of fairness, the Ministry of Magic does not seem to have the right to refuse Li. Interview with the tower.
Ai Wen said, the corner of his mouth remained smiling.
"You don't have to remind us what to do, you guys..."
"Minister!" The witch on the right side of his side whispered, she showed a sly face. "I hope that both of you can sit down first, Mr. Mason, we must first try Potter to use magic. You can watch, but please keep silent."
"No problem, obviously, what you said here," said Ai Wen.
It was another silent silence. His feet crossed the stone floor and gave a loud echo.
Harry followed him and carefully sat on the edge of the chair.
The chain sinister Ding Ding sang, but did not tie him.
He swallowed and felt dizzy and disgusting. He looked at Evan and looked up at the people sitting on the bench.
In just a few seconds, Fudge and Umbridge seem to reach a consensus, regardless of Ai Wen, first convicted Harry.
As long as it proves that Harry illegally uses magic, then Avon's "Hogwarts Magic" is naturally a false report.
At that time, it is much easier to solve everything.
Otherwise, let Ai Wen continue to ask this question, and today's trial is likely to become a joke.
Ai Wen asked two questions in a row. Many members of Wessen Gama have been unable to sit still. They think that today’s situation is really excessive for treating two children. I didn’t agree with Fudge’s doing this. A child pointed out in person.
"Okay!" Fudge whispered, trying not to read Ai Wen. "The accused is finally here, let's get started."
"Right, are you ready?" he asked loudly at the bench.
"Yes, sir." A familiar voice said eagerly.
Ai Wen narrowed his eyes and saw Ron’s brother, Percy, sitting on the far side of the front bench.
Harry also looked at Percy, thinking that he would show his expression, but there was no expression on his face.
Percy's eyes hidden behind the glasses were staring at the parchment in front of him, and a feather pen was in his hand to prepare for writing.
"The trial on August 12!" said Fu Jisheng as Hong Zhong said, Percy was busy making records. "Harry James Porter, who lives in No. 4, Nuwa Road, Xiaohuijin District, Surrey, violated The Juvenile Wizards Act on the Law of Reasonable Constraints and the International Law on Secrecy."
"Interrogator: Minister of Magic, Connelly Osval de Fogg; Director of the Magic Law Enforcement Division, Amelia Susan Bornes; Senior Deputy Minister Dolores Jane Umri Odd. Trial Recorder: Percy Ignatius Weasley
"The defendant witness: Albus Percival Woolflick Brian Dumbledore."
They said in a calm voice behind them, and Harry turned his head and almost sprained his neck.
Ai Wen also turned his head and saw Dumbledore striding forward with great strides.
He seems to have just been phantom, and he doesn't know how he calculated the time so well.
He was wearing a dark blue robes with a very serene expression on his face.
Dumbledore walked up to parallel with Avon and Harry, looked up and looked at Fudge through the half-moon glasses on the nose and nose of the eagle hook. His long silver-white beard and hair were reflected by the torch. sparkling.
The next second, members of Wissen Gamo whispered in the ear, all eyes on Dumbledore.
Some people seem very annoyed, some people seem a little scared, and the two older witches sitting in the back row waved their hands and welcomed them.
Seeing Dumbledore, Ai Wen knows that he doesn't have to say anything today, sitting on the sidelines and watching the show.
As soon as Harry saw Dumbledore, his heart also raised a strong emotion, which made him feel solid and full of hope. Just like the feeling that Phoenix Fox’s voice once brought him, he wanted to look at Dumbledore. But Dumbledore did not look at him, but continued to look up and look at Fudge, who was obviously panicked.
This is the most direct confrontation between him and Fudge. It hasn't started yet, but from the momentum, Fudge has lost!