Chapter 338: End of trial

"I didn't mean it, but it is undeniable that Harry and his cousin were indeed attacked by dementors." Dumbledore said loudly, facing the jury, "As for whether there is anyone in here secretly making ghosts. I think some people know it best."
Dumbledore’s weird words made the eyes of the jury members look at Fudge worse. They were not fools. They had already noticed the fact that Fudge and Dumbledore had not dealt with it. It’s not incomprehensible to do what Dumbledore said.
Facing everyone's gaze, Fudge exploded directly, and saw that the muscles on his flushed face were constantly twitching. Suddenly, he slapped the table violently and made a loud noise. Then he directed at Deng Bu. Lido roared:
　　 "You said panic!"
After 　　 said, he turned his gaze to the jury and explained:
"Every time the Ministry of Magic mobilizes a dementor to perform a mission, it will carry out strict reporting and notifications. Even if I want to mobilize the dementor, I need to notify the director of the Auror office and the warden of Azkaban in advance. And you all know how upright Scrimgeour, the current director of the Auror’s office, is. If I did send a dementor to attack Harry Potter, then he would never agree."
　　 Fudge's cannibal gaze fell on Harry again.
　　 "Then the final result is only one, and that is Harry Potter, he is lying!"
　　 Fudge's voice was decisive, and many members of the jury instinctively nodded in agreement.
　　 "I didn't lie!" Harry clasped the handle of the chair tightly, his hands violently violently, "The Dementor did attack us!"
"You're still lying to this day! My noble Senators of Wisengamao, the prisoner in front of you is a repeat offender who is good at lying! In fact, he lied before when he was warned by the Ministry of Magic for using spells without authorization during the summer vacation. Said it was a curse that a house elf broke into his house! Ha! A house elf! Inexplicably broke in..."
　　 "Ahem!"
　　 Fudge was only halfway through when he was interrupted by a loud cough.
　　 "Minister Fudge, in fact," Mike said, seeing his cough catching everyone's attention, "In fact, the house elf who broke into Harry's house and used magic to destroy it is now working for me."
　　 "Work for you!?"
　　 "Yes, he is now a member of the Los Santos Group and is responsible for the cleaning of the Los Santos headquarters." Mike said, "If you need it, I can ask him to testify in person."
　　 After saying this, Mike smiled and blinked at Harry, who looked at Mike gratefully.
　　 "This...it doesn't explain much, even if..."
　　 "Enough, Fudge," Dumbledore said. "In fact, we have a witness to prove that the Dementor did attack Harry and his cousin."
　　 Fudge's fat face became even more red, and he stared at Dumbledore below in a daze. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice:
　　 "We probably won't have time to listen to these nonsense, Dumbledore, I hope to deal with this quickly..."
"I may not remember exactly," Dumbledore's mouth twitched. "But I believe that the defendant has the right to ask witnesses to testify for him in court according to the Wissengamore Charter of Rights, right, Bohn Ms. Si?"
　　 "Yes! That's true" the woman wearing monocles helped her glasses and said, "Then where is the witness you mentioned?"
　　 "I brought her, she is outside the door now."
　　 "Weasley, you go!"
　　 Fudge said to Percy viciously, and then Percy stood up immediately and ran along the stone steps to the door at the fastest speed.
　　 A moment later, Percy came back, and an old woman followed him.
　　 This old woman looked very nervous, she walked tremblingly, as if she might die here at any time.
　　 Dumbledore saw this and conjured up a chair for him to sit down, and then Fudge rebuked loudly and non-stop:
　　 "Name!"
　　 "Arabella Dorian Fegg, I saw a dementor attacked that day..."
　　 The old woman named Feige was startled by Fudge's voice, and she spoke quickly and anxiously, as if she was memorizing lines.
　　 Fudge smiled when he saw it, but then he raised his face again and said viciously:
　　 "I didn't ask you this!"
"Yes Yes!"
　　 "In our record, no wizard lives in that area except Harry Potter. So, who are you?"
　　 Mrs. Feige was silent. After a long time, it seemed that she had finally gathered courage. She bravely raised her head and panted and said in a tone that was similar to sarcasm:
　　 "I am a dumb gun, so you won't register my name, do you?"
　　 "Dumb Cannon, eh?" Fudge looked at her suspiciously, and said, "We will verify. (Fudge looks at the jury) By the way, can Dumb Cannon see the Dementor?"
　　Fudge's words made the jury members laugh, and they all looked at Mrs. Feige while smiling, their eyes seemed to be looking at a bear performing in a circus.
　　 "It can, we can see..."
　　 Mrs. Feige lowered her head, her voice wailed, and her eyes were red.
　　 The tidal laughter in the courtroom completely destroyed the little courage she had only gathered.
　　 "What did you say? I can't hear you clearly!"
　　 Fudge smiled and put his hands on his ears into a trumpet shape, and his actions made the laughter on the scene louder.
　　 "She said they can see!"
　　 Dumbledore frowned, staring coldly at Fudge and the members of the jury.
　　 The people who were scanned by his gaze seemed to have been attacked by a dementor, and their smiles quickly disappeared from their faces, returning to their original serious appearance.
　　 "Huh!" Fudge coughed, loosened his tie, and said as if nothing happened, "Well, then, tell us, what did you see that night?"
　　 Ms. Feige, who had lowered her head, has now raised her head and is looking at Dumbledore with grateful eyes.
　　 After hearing Fudge’s inquiry, she quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve, then took a deep breath and said firmly:
"That night, when I went out to buy cat food, I heard a riot in the alley between Magnolia Crescent Street and Wisteria Road. I walked to the alley and saw the Dementor chasing Harrybert. And his cousin!"
　　 "What do they look like?"
　　 "They are big and they wear cloaks! Their cloaks are tattered, but they are also very big, so big that they hide their faces..."
　　 As Ms. Feige talked deeply, the whispers in the courtroom rang again.
　　 Many people sitting next to Mike cast sneer at Feige off the court.
　　 Yes, Ms. Feige described the appearance of the Dementor in detail, but no one believed that she had actually seen the Dementor because she did not describe the nature of the Dementor at all!
　　 That kind of clammy, unsentimental, and frightening feeling, as long as you touch it once, you will never forget the feeling!
　　 "Well, it's big, and he's wearing a tattered cloak." Fudge repeated Feige's words weirdly, and then sneered sarcastically, "I understand, what else?"
"Yes." Feige said, "but when they appeared, everything became very cold. It was a very hot summer at that time! Then I felt...it seems that all happiness has disappeared from the world...I I remembered... terrible things..."
　　 Feige's voice trembled, and gradually disappeared, and at the same time the whispers in the courtroom disappeared.
　　 "They, e" Fudge licked his lips and said, "What did they do?"
"They rushed at the two boys, one boy fell, and the other went back while trying to repel the Dementors. This is Harry. He tried it twice, but it turned out only silver smoke. It wasn't until the third time that he conjured a patron saint and drove away the two dementors."
　　 Fudge and Bones looked at each other, and then said with a stern mouth:
　　 "Very good, you can go now."
　　Ms. Feige looked at Fudge timidly, then at Dumbledore.
　　 Until Dumbledore nodded, he got up from his chair and walked out of the courtroom tremblingly.
　　 And until the door of the courtroom was heavily closed, Fudge said arrogantly:
　　 "This witness is hard to convince!"
　　 "Oh? I don't think so," Burns said. "Her description of Dementors is very accurate. I can't imagine why she would say that if they weren't there."
　　 "Then the problem is," Dumbledore's voice caught everyone's attention, "Why does the Dementor suddenly appear in that place?"
　　 "I repeat it again!" Fudge stood up, "The Ministry of Magic can't show spies!"
　　Bones agreed:
　　 "Yes, it takes a lot of formalities to dispatch a dementor to perform a mission. No one can send a dementor without hiding everyone."
　　 "Don't worry," Dumbledore smiled. "I didn't say that a spy had appeared in the Ministry. Maybe the person who ordered the Dementor to attack Harry was not from the Ministry?"
　　 "This is impossible, no one except the Ministry of Magic can order the dementors!"
　　 "This is not necessarily true."
"enough!"
　　 Seeing that this trial was about to turn into a farce, Bones spoke out to stop the dispute between Dumbledore and Fudge, and said to everyone:
"Let’s stop arguing about this matter! Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic will investigate why the Dementor appeared on Privet Drive and attacked Harry! Now, let’s settle another matter first, okay? ?"
　　 Dumbledore nodded, then Bones bowed to the jury and continued:
　　 "Now, please raise your hands if you agree that the accusation is not established."
　　 Hearing this, almost everyone including Mike and Mario raised their hands.
　　 A smile suddenly bloomed on Harry's face. He looked at Dumbledore as if to say something to thank him, but because he was so nervous, he couldn't say anything.
　　 "It seems that there is no need for the next vote." Bones looked at Fudge, "What do you think?"
　　 Fudge's head kept twisting, his eyes swept across the faces of the jury members, as if to remember all the faces of those who raised their hands.
After 　　 for a while, he finally stopped his movements, took two deep breaths, and said intermittently with a somewhat deformed voice:
　　 "Very good, very good... the accusation is not established!"
　　 "Great!" Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Okay, I have to go. I wish you all a good day."
　　 After saying that, he didn't even look at Harry, and walked out of the courtroom quickly.
　　 "We have to go, too."
　　 Mario tapped Mike on the shoulder.
　　 "Wait," Mike replied without looking back, "I think I have to comfort my friend."
　　 Following Mike's gaze, Mario saw Harry standing in despair under the stage, nodded and said:
　　 "Okay, I am waiting for you in the lobby."
　　 After saying this, Uncle Mario straightened his clothes and left his seat.
　　 And Mike, this is by Harry’s side, his arm resting on his shoulder.
　　 "Are you all right, Harry."
　　 "Oh! It's Mike!" Harry was taken aback, but then said in a dull tone, "I'm fine, but..."
　　 "Okay, let's not stay here anymore, let's go out and talk about it, okay?"
　　 said, Mike helped Harry, who was a little prostrate, and followed the crowd towards the door.
　　 Just stepping out of the door, Mike saw Sirius Black poking his head, looking for something in the crowd anxiously.
　　 Upon seeing this, Mike waved his hand and said loudly:
　　 "Black, here we are!"
"Oh! Are you all right!" Blake squeezed through the crowd roughly~EbookFREE.me~ and came to the two of them and hugged Harry. "I saw Dumbledore just now, but he looked very I was worried and didn't tell me anything."
　　 "The matter is over, all the accusations are unfounded."
　　 Hearing Mike's words, Blake directly hugged Harry and cheered.
　　 While being hugged, Harry said nothing, just smiled reluctantly.
　　 How can Mike not know what Harry was thinking, it was just that Dumbledore was snubbed just now, so he became angry, so he patted Harry on the shoulder again and said:
　　 "Dumbledore may be really in a hurry, and you don't have to be so sad!"
　　 "Yes! Be happy, we won a big battle! This is to celebrate!" Blake slapped Harry on the back and said excitedly, "Mike, you come with us too!"
　　 "No, I already have an appointment."
　　 Faced with Mike's refusal, Blake didn't show any signs of being too sad, and he couldn't wait to take Harry away from the Ministry of Magic with a few polite words.
　　 And after Mike waited until Black and the others left, he also came to the hall to meet with Uncle Mario who had been waiting there.
　　 "Let's go, Mike." Mario took out his pocket watch and looked at it. "The time is just right, we can still have lunch."
　　
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