The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"You're Harry Potter at 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, aren't you?"

As Fudge spoke, he glared at Harry fiercely and solemnly.

Unfortunately, the arrival of Link and Dumbledore gave Harry enough courage. He bravely looked at Fudge and said:

"Yes."

"You were formally warned by the Ministry of Magic for the illegal use of magic years ago, right?"

"Yes, but that..."

"And after reading the last warning letter and clearly knowing the relevant prohibitions, on the evening of August 2, you once again, as an underage wizard, cast a magic bullet in front of a Muggle. Patronus, right?"

"Yes," Harry's confidence was suppressed by this question again, "but I only use magic because..."

Just as he spoke, a witch wearing a monocle interrupted with a loud voice:

"You conjured up a full-fledged entity Patronus?"

"A... what?"

Harry asked suspiciously.

"Meaning that your Patronus doesn't appear in the form of steam or mist, but has a really clear shape?"

"Yes," Harry began to get impatient, "that's a deer, it's the same every time."

"Every time? Have you ever created a Patronus before?"

"Of course, that was the result of Professor Lupin's teaching, and I put a lot of effort into it."

"You're only fifteen years old now, and you learned the Patronus Charm at school." The witch said in surprise, "It's amazing."

Along with their conversation, the neutral faction councilors looked at Harry with a lot of friendliness.

This is an inevitable thing. The so-called super-difficult defensive white magic of the Patronus Charm has been a symbol of kindness and justice since ancient times.

For a long time in the past, this was also one of the necessary conditions to join the Wizengamore Council.

Although this need is gone now, it does not prevent MPs from having a good impression of Harry.

At the same time, many congressmen turned their attention to Link.

They are instinctively comparing Harry to Link, the 'most talented young wizard of our time'.

However, they all quickly looked away and concealed their behavior very well.

Because they know that there is absolutely no comparison between the two.

If in their hearts there is a pure and kind-hearted candidate for the Wizengamo Congress with a certain talent, then Link is a dangerous person with a tendency to blacken.

Link's existence is likely to pose a threat to the Ministry of Magic and the entire magical world of the country again in the future.

Link's terrifying past record and his inability to cast the Patronus Charm have proven this.

"It's not a matter of how great magic is,"

Fudge's annoyed voice interrupted everyone's thoughts, "Actually I think the bigger the better the worse, because he did it in front of a Muggle!"

As soon as this statement came out, the lawmakers around Fudge echoed.

Many members of the neutral faction also nodded in agreement.

Of course, they were not on Fudge's side, but simply felt that Harry was a child who was too self-willed and disregarded the law, and needed a certain degree of education, which was for his own good.

However, this behavior made Harry even more impatient to a certain extent.

He almost couldn't help sitting up from the interrogation chair and said anxiously:

"I did it because of the Dementors!"

"Dementors? What do you mean?"

As Fudge's current Director of Legal Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic, Ms Burns frowned.

"I mean, two Dementors appeared to attack me and my cousin!"

"Dementors in Little Whinging?" Burns was astonished, "I don't understand, as far as I know all dementors are sworn to be trapped in Azkaban, and they will never be without orders from the Ministry of Magic. will leave."

"Don't you understand,

Amelia? "Fudge laughed mockingly. "Let me explain. As far as I know, Harry Potter has always been at odds with the Muggle family who adopted him, and for the purpose of revenge, he will often use some means to attack those poor Muggles.

The last time we gave him a written warning was because he used magic in an attack on his aunt. I think this time must be for the same reason.

Of course, he was much smarter this time. Be aware that Muggles cannot see dementors. In this way, he has a wonderful excuse. After all, no one can prove that there were no dementors at the scene. In this way, you not only avenged your cousin, but also made the other party feel grateful to you, which is a good way... "

As soon as Fudge said that, he looked towards the neutral faction MPs.

The brows of many MPs there were wrinkled, huddled together and whispering, and occasionally glanced at Harry, who was trembling with anger below.

This made Fudge extremely proud.

What he just said almost completely summarized Harry's motive, modus operandi, and method of getting out of the crime, and the logic was clear and clear.

This completely consumed the sympathy that the neutral MPs had for Harry because of the physical Patronus.

In this case, even Fudge firmly believed that even Dumbledore was powerless.

After all, he had removed Dumbledore from the Wizengamore Council in the name of Minister of Magic a few weeks ago, and now Dumbledore has no power at all.

And just based on the friendships accumulated in the past, it is absolutely impossible for the neutral members to favor Harry Potter against the facts.

The group of neutral members themselves are upright, and they don't eat hard or soft, otherwise they would not be neutral now.

The determined Fudge looked at Link provocatively, and then at Dumbledore.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore did not have the expression he wanted to see on his face.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, Dumbledore cleared his throat, and the entire courtroom fell silent.

"Actually, we do have a witness to prove that the Dementors did appear in that alley," said Dumbledore. "I mean other than Harry's cousin. I brought her with me too. She's outside the door now, am I..."

"Enough! Dumbledore!" Fudge interrupted Dumbledore suddenly, looking a little panicked, "I'm afraid we won't have time to listen to this nonsense anymore, I hope this simple and clear case will be dealt with quickly, You know the Wizengamore MPs are very busy!"

"But as I recall, under the Wizengamore Charter of Rights, the defendant has the right to have witnesses testify against him, right? That's the policy of the Division of Magical Law Enforcement."

Dumbledore said pleasantly, and after that, he glanced at Burns, who was under Fudge's head.

"Yes, indeed. Let her in."

Burns directly ignored Fudge's instructions.

This scene made many people, including Link, smile.

Because they found that Fudge's control over the Ministry of Magic and even the Council of Wizengamore seemed far less than they thought.

At least, Amelia Burns, the head of the Ministry of Magic's Law Enforcement Division, didn't buy Fudge's account very much, perhaps because Fudge forcibly skipped the Magic Law Enforcement Division to open the trial.

boom -

The heavy door opened and closed, and a strangely dressed old woman who was still stepping on pair of thick-soled cotton slippers in the summer walked slowly to Dumbledore's side.

She looked terrified, but that's not surprising, not many people can be calm under so many stern eyes, especially knowing how terrifying the power and authority of these people are.

Dumbledore gave up his seat and pushed the old woman into the chair.

This relieved her nervousness to a great extent, allowing her to speak in complete sentences.

"Who is this guy?"

Old Barty turned his head to Link's side and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Link glanced at him when he heard the words, and said without looking back:

"Harry Potter's neighbor, Dumbledore should have been placed there for surveillance and protection, and he is also considered a peripheral member of the Order of the Phoenix."

Old Barty nodded and stopped talking.

In fact, he knew that since Dumbledore dared to bring this person over, it meant that he was fully prepared.

But this trial was an opportunity for him that he had been waiting for for decades. Even if he was as experienced as he was, he couldn't help but feel nervous at this time, so he asked Link.

"full name?"

Fudge asked loudly, and the old woman who had just sat down when she heard the words trembled obviously, and said tremblingly:

"Arabella Dorian Feig."

"So who are you?"

"I'm a resident of Little Whinging, right next to Harry Potter's house."

Hearing this, Fudge looked at Burns, who turned over the files on the table, frowned and said to Mrs. Figg:

"On our records, apart from Harry Potter, no wizards live in Little Whinging. We can guarantee that the area has been closely monitored."

"I'm a Squib!"

Mrs. Figg, who had been cowering, suddenly became a little tougher when she heard the words. She choked her neck and said, "So you won't register my name, will you?"

"Squib?" said Fudge, looking suspiciously at Mrs. Figg. "We'll check. You'll tell my assistant Weasley about your parents later."

He looked at Borns again and said:

"By the way, can the Squib see dementors?"

As soon as this remark came out, bursts of ridicule erupted in the crowd, and even the councilors around Link were sarcastic.

"Who knows? No one's going to study such a boring thing."

Burns said blankly.

She was telling the truth. Although these members were all well-informed, and some were even famous scholars, they really couldn't answer Fudge's question accurately.

After all, Squibs are not even Muggles in the wizarding world.

Muggles are also protected by the Statute of Secrecy, but Squibs are really not human if they don't have a strong family to back them up.

"Yes, we can see!"

Mrs. Figg said angrily.

But he heard that Borns raised his eyebrows and said:

"I'm skeptical. And to be honest, under the current circumstances, it's hard for us to trust your verbal testimony alone. After all, you're the witness that Dumbledore presented. According to the normal process, Dumbledore should first enchant us. The Law Enforcement Division informs you of your existence, and then we contact you, and our prosecution presents you as a witness. So strictly speaking, you do not have the identity attributes of a witness. The testimony presented is not credible.”

"That's right! That's it!"

Fudge echoed loudly.

His face flushed with excitement.

"but--"

Unfortunately, before he could continue to say anything, Burns interrupted again, "Considering that you are sponsored by Dumbledore, and given the special nature of this case. So we can give you a chance."

After saying that, Borns raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a figure shrouded in gray robes walked out of the dark corner of the courtroom.

The man held a wand and slowly placed a Pensieve in front of everyone, and then nodded to Bones.

"This is a special Pensieve, it can show a certain memory for everyone to see. Later, our memory experts will extract your memory at that time and play it in the Pensieve.

However, because you are a squib, as a side effect, your memory ability and even your brain will be damaged to a certain extent after the memory is retrieved. The worst case scenario is that you become a fool as a whole.

Does it matter even so? "

Burns's words were extremely cold, and although he seemed to be asking Mrs. Figg, her eyes were fixed on Dumbledore.

Hearing that, Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, as if hesitating.

"I do!"

Mrs. Figg's excited voice interrupted Dumbledore's thoughts. She struggled to sit up from the chair, glanced at Harry and Dumbledore, and then stared viciously at every member of the councillors on the stairs and said:

"Just do it! I'll prove it to you!"

"Arabella..."

Dumbledore called softly, and Harry beside him murmured 'Mrs Figg'.

But Mrs. Figg was unexpectedly tough at this time, and she waved her hand and stood in front of the Pensieve.

"It's... ridiculous! It's totally against the rules and regulations!"

Fudge retorted loudly.

"That's all in line with Section 87 of the Wizengamore Charter of Rights and Section 145 of the Magical Civil Rights Act!" Burns raised his voice, "Minister Fudge, I must remind you that I am the law of magic. Director of the Executive Department, I am far more professional than you in terms of law!"

Fudge stopped talking, his red face had already turned blue with anger from Burns, and he almost thought that Burns was trying to help him speak, you know, as Burns said, if only the language is used. He can completely deny the other party's evidence for various reasons.

But now...

"let's start!"

With an order from Burns, the wizard in grey put his wand on Mrs. Figg's temple.

In a flash of magical aura and Mrs. Figg's painful moan, a strand of silver-white light was slowly drawn out and put into the Pensieve.

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