v2 Chapter 888： Dumbledore and Fudge (1/2)

”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.