The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

Ye Ting thought for a second, then nodded...

"Professor Dumbledore is right, I owe it."

So there was another snapping finger, "pop".

Immediately, the pointed wizard hats of all Wizengarmo members turned into soft red Christmas hats. The red hats with white fluffy edges were worn on the heads of some very old wizards, making them look like Santa Claus. .

A few wizards curiously touched the soft white pompoms that were hanging down to their ears, with a look of interest, but some were still irritated, and a few wizards threw their Christmas hats angrily. To the ground.

There were others who stood up with anger and were about to say something to Ye Ting, but before they could reflect, Ye Ting spoke again.

He said to himself: "You never provide refreshments for visitors? This is how Wisengamao treats guests? It's really rude, but I'm different. This time I just ask for it."

There was another familiar snapping sound. The next moment, a cup of English black tea appeared in front of everyone. The exquisite bone china tea cup was placed on a small saucer, and there was also a plate of exquisite dim sum. The same, it's all mince pies, Christmas pastries and crunchy peanut flakes. Of course, Ye Ting did not forget to provide fresh milk and sugar cubes.

The wizards looked at the refreshment in front of them and couldn't speak. They had already begun to wonder if they had gone in the wrong place—probably they came to a certain Christmas tea party instead of a trial court.

Connelly Fudge was already too angry to speak, because he saw that among them, Dumbledore had already enjoyed the refreshment before him first. He added fresh milk and sugar cubes to the black tea and stirred it. , And then really picked up the black tea and tasted it carefully. After drinking it, he looked satisfied and recommended it to the wizards around him.

And in the vicinity of Dumbledore, several wizards have begun to taste black tea and snacks in a learning manner. Some people even chatted and exchanged snacks with each other, really putting on the appearance of a tea party. And there are more than one or two such people. Nearly a quarter of Wisengama’s members have started eating and chatting contentedly, while more people just pour their own drinks, not at all. The trial is in sight.

It’s no wonder that, in fact, the Dementor’s invasion of Hogwarts dissatisfied most wizards. At least one-third of the members of Wizengarmo had children staying in Hogwarts. It can be said that without Ye Ting's timely action, their children might be injured by the dementors, so these people owe Ye Ting's favor.

Many of the other members of Wisengamao also hold a kind or neutral position towards Ye Ting. These are all due to Ye Ting’s talents and strengths. For the time being, Ye Ting’s academic achievements will not be mentioned, just look at him. Nimags and the patron saint curse can know that Ye Ting, who is only fourteen years old, is actually a powerful wizard—it’s easy for a wizard to summon a patron saint in the Ministry of Magic and Wisengama. Do it high, because this is a manifestation of the level of magic.

In fact, this trial was indeed a conspiracy against Ye Ting.

Cornelius Fudge began to lean towards pure-blood families after alienating Dumbledore. This trial was a collaboration between him and these pure-blood families. Cornelius Fudge needed to suppress Dumbledore and establish his own authority. The blood faction hopes to change the growing status of Muggles and half-blood wizards. It is a good way to suppress the Muggle-born Ye Ting, so they reached this cooperation.

With the support of the pure-bloods and a group of neutral wizards attracted by Connelly, in fact, almost half of the Wisengama members have already confirmed that they will stand on the side of the Ministry of Magic in this trial.

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Knowing the conspiracy behind the trial, the purpose of a series of actions after Ye Ting entered the trial court became clear.

After entering the courtroom, Ye Ting immediately gave them a disarm. He snapped his fingers five times and used transformation magic five times to turn the dark and depressive courtroom into a warm Christmas tea party scene. This powerful hand Transfiguration and the ability to cast spells without a wand really made the wizards of Wezengarmo terrified—it was almost the same level of power as Dumbledore and the Dark Lord.

And what is the concept of power at the same level as Dumbledore and the Dark Lord? First of all, with Ye Ting’s ability to cast spells without a wand, don’t expect the Aurors to catch him. Even if he himself is slaughtered, Azkaban can’t stop him—at least when the dementors see him Will be scared to run away. And these people who offend him will be worried. After all, this is a real young man. He is not as noble as Dumbledore. He may be very impulsive. Then everyone who voted in favor of the verdict will win everyone’s attention. Danger, in case they were retaliated, they would not have the ability to resist at all.

Therefore, even though Ye Ting's behavior slapped Weizengamo in the face, it was also a warning. The wizards present seemed to hear the boy coldly saying in their ears: " This is my strength! So pay attention to your attitude later, if you offend me, what do you think will end up?"

And Dumbledore sang with Ye Ting on the trial bench, and it was a kind of explicit support for Ye Ting. In front of such two powerful wizards, all opponents had to hesitate.

"Should I offend these two people at the same time?"

The answer is obvious. Although Cornelius Fudge and the pure-bloods were wooed in advance, at the same time facing such a young strong man and a veteran white wizard leader, almost all neutrals immediately gave up the original Planning, instead, moved closer to Ye Ting and Dumbledore, and they all expressed their attitude by enjoying the refreshments arranged by Ye Ting.

There is quite a feeling of "drinking this bowl of wine, you are your own."

Needless to say, the wizards who were originally on Ye Ting's side, they wished this trial would turn into a farce.

Even some pure-blood wizards were frightened by Ye Ting's hand, and they began to hesitate whether the plan this time was too rash, perhaps they had kicked the iron plate.

However, Cornelius Fudge did not notice the change in the situation for the time being. He blushed and squeezed his anger and announced loudly: "The defendant has finally arrived. Let's start. Are you ready?"

This sentence was said towards the end of his bench.

"Yes, sir." It was his assistant who answered.

"The trial on November 20," Fudge said in a loud voice. "The trial of third-year student Oklahoma City at Hogwarts Ravenclaw Branch of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry School violated at Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium on November 11. The Law on the Protection of Public Servants of the Ministry of Magic and the Azkaban Public Servants Act."

"Interrogators: Minister of Magic Connelly Oswald Fudge; Director of Magic Law Enforcement Division Amelia Susan Bones; Senior Deputy Minister Dolores Jan Umbridge, Absent. Trial recorder: Robin Boylopez Butler—Defendant Witness: None—"

Hearing this, Dumbledore stood up on the trial bench and coldly interrupted: "The defendant witness: all teachers and students at Hogwarts, and delegate: Albus Percival Wolver Rick Brian Dumbledore."

Dumbledore's words immediately choked Fudge, and he opened his mouth feebly, trying to point out that the witness could not entrust others to the scene, but in the end he didn't say it.

"Yes," Fudge said, and he moved the documents in front of him embarrassingly. "Well then. Now it's... the accusation. Yes."

He drew a piece of parchment from a pile of documents, took a deep breath, and read aloud: "The defendant has been accused of the following crimes:'The defendant had received written warnings from the Ministry of Magic for similar charges before, and this time he is fully aware of himself. When the behavior was illegal, at 5:27 pm on November 11, at the Quidditch Stadium in Hogwarts, in front of the teachers and students of the school, a guard was deployed on the ground. Curse, and attacked the dementors that Azkaban accepted the mission of patrolling Hogwarts. A total of eighteen dementors were killed and seven dementors were seriously injured. Training for more than two months."

"This act violates Article 24 of the fifth paragraph of the Law on the Protection of Public Servants of the Ministry of Magic promulgated in 1967 and Paragraph 7 of the seventh paragraph of the Azkaban Civil Servants Law promulgated in 1844. Twenty-one..."

"You are a third-year student at the Ravenclaw Branch of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Ting Ye?" Fudge asked, staring at Ye Ting from the top of the parchment.

"Yes."

Ye Ting said lightly.

"You were officially warned by the Ministry of Magic two months ago for using magical attacks and harming dementors, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"You know that the dementor you hurt was a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, employed by Azkaban?"

"Yes."

"Did you know that the person you were attacking was performing the official duties of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes."

At this time, the witch wearing the monocle interrupted Fudge with a loud and deep voice.

"You have turned into a fully mature patron saint?"

"Yes."

"Your patron saint really hurt the dementor?"

"Yes."

"Your patron saint is a dragon? And this patron saint has hurt or killed the dementor more than once?"

"Yes, it burned the Dementor to death with its breath." Ye Ting became a little impatient.

"Last question." The witch looked at him with a strange look: "Are you only fourteen years old?"

"Yes," Ye Ting said with a frown, "my birthday in June."

"It's amazing. You actually invented a magic that can harm a dementor," Ms. Bones said in admiration, looking at him. "No one has ever been able to hurt a dementor! You are the first to do this. Someone, and only fourteen years old, there are many of us who can't even summon the patron saint." The wizards around her began to whisper again. Some nodded and drank tea again, while others showed an unpleasant expression and shook their heads again and again.

"This is not a great question of magic," Fudge said in an angry voice. "Actually I think the more great the worse, because the kid is using magic to hurt the staff of the Ministry of Magic. He is not here to To be praised by you, but to be judged!"

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Hearing Cornelius Fudge's words, Ye Ting, who seemed impatient due to the boring question, suddenly broke out.

"Judged?" He got up from his seat and glanced at the wizards around him with a proud and indifferent look. "Do you really think I'm here to be judged?"