Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 342 The trial ends
"I didn't mean that, 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 here who is secretly playing tricks?" , I think some people know it best.”

Dumbledore's eccentric words made the jury members look at Fudge unkindly, and they are not fools, they have already seen the situation that Fudge and Dumbledore are not dealing with it, and Fudge It is not incomprehensible to do what Dumbledore said with his character and IQ.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Fudge exploded directly, and saw that the muscles on his flushed face were twitching continuously. Suddenly, he slammed the table and made a loud noise, and then rushed towards Dumbledore. Lido roared angrily:
"You are panicking!"

After speaking, he turned his attention to the jury and explained:
"Every time the Ministry of Magic mobilizes a dementor to go out to perform a mission, it will carry out strict reporting and multiple notifications. Even if I want to mobilize a dementor, I need to first notify the director of the Auror office and the warden of Azkaban. And you all know how upright Scrimgeour is, the current head of the Auror office, if I really send a dementor to attack Harry Potter, then he will definitely not agree."

Fudge's man-eating eyes fell on Harry again,
"Then there is only one final result, and that is Harry Potter, he is lying!"

Fudge's voice was decisive, and many members of the jury instinctively nodded in agreement.

"I'm not lying!" Harry clasped the handle of the chair tightly, his veins bulging, "The dementors did attack us!"

"You are still lying! My noble members of the Wizengamot, the prisoner in front of you is a habitual liar! In fact, he lied before when he was warned by the Ministry of Magic for using a magic spell without authorization during the summer vacation." Said a house-elf broke into his house and cast a spell! Ha! A house-elf! Unexplained intrusion..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Fudge was only halfway through his sentence when a loud cough cut him off.

"Minister Fudge, in fact," Mike said, seeing that his coughing attracted the attention of everyone present, "the fact is that the house elf who broke into Harry's house and used magic to destroy it is now working for me."

"Working for you!?"

"That's right, he is now a member of the Los Santos Group, responsible for the cleaning of the Los Santos headquarters." Mike said, "If you need, I can call him to testify in person."

After saying that, Mike smiled and blinked at Harry, and the latter looked at Mike gratefully.

"This...it doesn't mean anything, even if..."

"Enough, Fudge," said Dumbledore. "In fact, we have a witness who can prove that the dementors did attack Harry and his cousin."

Fudge's fat face became even redder. He stared blankly at Dumbledore below. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm afraid we don't have time to listen to this nonsense anymore, Dumbledore, I hope this matter will be dealt with quickly..."

"I may not remember exactly," Dumbledore's mouth hooked up, "but I believe that according to the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, the defendant has the right to ask witnesses to testify against him, right, Bone Madam S?"

"That's right! That's true." The woman wearing a monocle adjusted her glasses and said, "Then where is the witness you mentioned now?"

"I brought her and she's outside the door now."

"Weasley, you go!"

Fudge said to Percy viciously, and then Percy immediately stood up and ran along the stone steps to the door as fast as he could.

A moment later, Percy came back, and behind him was an old woman.

The old woman seemed very nervous, she walked tremblingly, as if she might die here at any time.

Seeing this, Dumbledore conjured up a chair for him to sit on, and then Fudge asked loudly without stopping:
"Name!"

"Arabella Dorian Figg, I saw a dementor attack with my own eyes that day..."

The old woman named Fige was startled by Fudge's voice, and she spoke quickly and urgently, as if she were reciting lines.

Seeing this, Fudge smiled, but then he turned his face again, and said viciously:

"I didn't ask you this!"

"Yes Yes!"

"We don't have any wizards other than Harry Potter living in that area on our records, so who the hell are you?"

Mrs. Figg was silent. After a long time, she seemed to have finally mustered up her courage. She raised her head bravely and gasped heavily, saying in a tone that was almost sarcasm:
"I'm a Squib, so you won't register my name, will you?"

"Squib, huh?" said Fudge, eyeing her suspiciously, "We'll check. (Looks at the jury) By the way, can a Squib see a dementor?"

Fudge's words made the jury members laugh out loud, and they looked at Mrs. Figg while laughing, as if they were looking at a bear performing in a circus.

"Yes, we can see..."

Mrs. Figg lowered her head, her voice was murmuring, and her eyes were bright red.

The tidal wave of laughter in the courtroom completely destroyed the little courage she had just summoned up.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!"

Fudge smiled and put his hands on his ears in the shape of a trumpet, and his actions made the laughter louder.

"She said they could see!"

Dumbledore frowned, staring coldly at Fudge and the members of the jury.

Everyone caught by his gaze seemed to be attacked by a dementor, and the smiles quickly disappeared from their faces, and they returned to their original serious appearance.

"Hmph!" Fudge coughed, loosened his tie, and said as if nothing happened, "Okay, then, tell us, what did you see that night?"

Ms. Figg, who had her head down, 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 commotion in the alley between Magnolia Crescent Street and Wisteria Road. I walked to the entrance of the alley and saw the dementor chasing Hallibert. and his cousin!"

"What do they look like?"

"They're big, and they wear capes! Their capes are ragged, but they're so big that they cover their faces..."

As Ms. Feige's narration deepened, the whispers in the courtroom sounded again.

Many people sitting next to Mike cast mocking glances at Feige off the field.

Yes, Ms. Figg described the appearance of a dementor in great detail, but no one believed that she actually saw a dementor, because she did not describe the nature of a dementor at all!

That clammy, emotionless, chilling feeling, once you touch it once, you will never forget it for the rest of your life!

"Well, it's very big, and it's wearing a tattered cloak." Fudge repeated Figg's words in a sly manner, and then snorted sarcastically, "I see, is there anything else?"

"Yes," Fig said, "but when they came, everything was cold, and it was a hot summer! And then I felt... as if all the joy had disappeared from the world... I I remembered... a terrible thing..."

Figg's voice trembled and faded away, as did the whispers in the courtroom.

"They, emm" Fudge licked his lips and said, "What did they do?"

"They lunged at the two boys, one went down, the other backed away trying to fight off the dementors. It was Harry, he tried twice, but all he could get was silver smoke .It wasn't until the third time that he conjured up a Patronus and drove away the two dementors."

Fudge and Burns looked at each other, then pouted and said:
"Very well, you can go."

Ms. Figg looked timidly at Fudge, then at Dumbledore.

It wasn't until Dumbledore nodded that he stood up from his chair and walked out of the courtroom tremblingly.

And it wasn't until the door of the courtroom was slammed shut that Fudge said arrogantly:

"This witness is hardly convincing!"

"Oh? I don't think so," Burns said. "Her description of the dementors is so accurate, I can't imagine why she would say that if they weren't there."

"Then the question arises." Dumbledore's voice attracted everyone's attention, "Why did the dementor suddenly appear in that place?"

"I repeat it again!" Fujiteng stood up abruptly, "There must be no spies in the Ministry of Magic!"

Burns agrees:

"That's right, sending a dementor to go out on a mission requires a lot of procedures. No one can send a dementor without telling everyone."

"Don't worry," Dumbledore smiled. "I didn't say there were spies in the Ministry of Magic. Maybe the one who ordered the dementors to attack Harry wasn't from the Ministry?"

"That's impossible, no one but the Ministry of Magic can order dementors!"

"Not necessarily."

"enough!"

Seeing that this trial was about to turn into a farce, Burns stopped the dispute between Dumbledore and Fudge, and said to everyone:

"Let's stop arguing about this! Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic will investigate why the dementors appeared in Privet Drive and attacked Harry! Now, let's settle another matter, shall we?" ?”

Dumbledore nodded, and then Burns bowed to the jury and continued:
"Now, please raise your hand if you agree with the acquittal."

Hearing this, almost everyone raised their hands, including Mike and Mario.

A smile suddenly bloomed on Harry's face. He looked at Dumbledore, as if he wanted to say something to thank him, but because he was too nervous, he couldn't say anything.

"It seems that there is no need for the next vote." Burns looked at Fudge, "What do you think?"

Fudge kept twisting his head, his eyes swept across the faces of the jury members, as if he wanted to firmly remember the faces of those who raised their hands.

After a while, he finally stopped, took two deep breaths, and said intermittently in a distorted voice:
"Very good, very good...the accusation is not established!"

"Great!" Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Okay, I have to go. Have a good day, everyone."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Harry, and quickly walked out of the courtroom.

"We have to go too."

Mario patted Mike on the shoulder and said.

"Wait," Mike replied without looking back, "I think I have to comfort my friend."

Following Mike's gaze, Mario saw the distraught Harry standing under the stage, nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the lobby."

After saying that, Uncle Mario straightened his clothes and left his seat.

And Mike, this is coming to Harry's side, with his arm 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, okay?"

With that said, Mike helped Harry, who was a little weak, and followed the crowd towards the door.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, Mike saw Sirius Black poking his head, anxiously looking for something in the crowd.

Seeing this, Mike waved his hand and said loudly:

"Blake, we're here!"

"Oh! Are you all right!" Black pushed through the crowd roughly, came to the two of them and hugged Harry, "I saw Dumbledore just now, but he looked very anxious and didn't follow anything. I said."

"The matter is closed and all charges are dismissed."

Hearing Mike's words, Black hugged Harry directly and cheered.

And Harry who was being hugged didn't say anything, just smiled very reluctantly.

How could Mike not know what Harry was thinking, he was just angry because he was snubbed by Dumbledore just now, so he patted Harry on the shoulder again and said:

"Dumbledore might really be in a hurry, and you don't need to be so sad!"

"That's right! Be happy, we won a big victory! This is going to be celebrated with a party!" Black patted Harry's back and said excitedly, "Mike, come with us too!"

"No, I already have an appointment."

Faced with Mike's refusal, Black didn't show too much sadness, and after a few polite words, he couldn't wait to take Harry out of the Ministry of Magic.

And Mike came to the hall after Black and others left, and met with Uncle Mario who had already 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 catch lunch."

(End of this chapter)