Homecoming from Hogwarts

"How on earth did that Muggle postman choke to death on a chocolate frog!"

Amosta's cold voice echoed in the cold courtroom, loud and clear!

The 'resourceful' Minister's advisor, Dolores Umbridge, could no longer maintain her fake smile. She stared at Amos Tower Blaine in doubt, her eyes twitching constantly.

Chocolate Frog actually has this kind of safety measure?

Are you kidding me? Who would have thought of this?!
The planners and executors of this plan are all well-known figures in the British wizarding world. How could they pay attention to such details?
“This this—”

Fear finally appeared in Fudge's eyes.

"I've never heard of--"

He said hesitantly.

"I can attest to that, Your Excellency Minister Fudge—"

On the bench, a wizard with a thick brown curly beard and a scholarly demeanor stood up. He bowed to Fudge without being servile or overbearing, and then said to his peers calmly,
"Currently, there are more than 40 workshops in the British wizarding world that produce chocolate frogs, and their production standards are unified."

"enough!"

Umbridge's sudden rage shocked the wizard scholar who stood up to give a "popular science" lecture.

We can't let Brian have 'free rein' any longer!
Umbridge's eyes flashed with cruelty, and she shouted at the audience.

"Even if the Chocolate Frog has some safety features, what does that prove? Brian, maybe the Chocolate Frog Potter bought was not up to standard, which led to this tragedy!"

The brown-bearded wizard opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw Amosta Blaine gave him a friendly smile and gestured for him to sit down, he stopped arguing.

"You mean-"

Amosta asked slowly,
"Among the hundreds of thousands of quality chocolate frogs sold in the wizarding world every year, a substandard one happened to be bought by Harry James Potter, and that chocolate frog coincidentally killed a Muggle?"

Harry blinked his green eyes. He shouldn't be so unlucky, right?
Umbridge glanced at the speechless Minister of Magic with disappointment, and felt anxious.

Under Amosta's questioning, the situation has become dangerous. At this time, the Ministry of Magic must demonstrate its confidence and toughness, otherwise, things will be dangerous!
"All the accusations made by the Ministry of Magic against Harry James Potter are based on solid evidence, Brian. Your questions are just your guesses!"

Umbridge spoke quickly and sharply.
"There is no doubt that Harry James Potter committed a crime. If you cannot provide conclusive evidence to prove that Harry James Potter is innocent, then I suggest that all the judges of the Wizengamot sentence Harry James Potter to Azkaban, the magical prison for all living things. You may raise your hands and vote!"

Azkaban, the imprisonment of all living things? !
All the hairs on Harry's body trembled, and he looked at Professor Brain's back almost pleadingly!

Say something more. Say something more, Professor!
Harry bit his lips so hard that his nails dug into his flesh!

Ron and Hermione also forgot that they were also defendants. With their lips slightly opened, they looked pleadingly at Professor Brain's profile, whose expression did not waver at all.

Dumbledore finally raised his head, the wrinkles on his face smoothed out, and he stared at Amosta with his deep blue eyes flashing with fire!
"You need evidence, don't you?"

Amid the commotion among the Wizengamot members, Amosta finally smiled, as if he saw the long-awaited prey finally fall into the trap!
"Do you have evidence?"

Fudge opened his mouth and stared at Amosta in horror.

Stupid, how can you ask this at this time? !
Umbridge was filled with resentment. She no longer cared what evidence Brian could produce, nor did she care that the Minister of Magic was the one actually presiding over the trial, and she was meddling in the matter.

If they let Brian continue to make trouble at this time, they will be doomed!
"The Wizengamot has had enough of your bullshit, Brian. We don't have time for your fabricated stories—"

' Umbridge screamed.

"Need I reiterate the Wizengamot Charter of Rights?!"

Amosta's shout was like thunder, rumbling in the dark room.

Decisive!

Must be decisive!
Now is the most critical moment!

Umbridge was panting, her toad-like eyes were bloodshot. She knew that her and Fudge's conspiracy was not perfect, but they had never expected that Brian could find so many loopholes in such a short time!
You know, in order to be on the safe side, Harry Potter's charges were not officially announced until after the trial began. This was done so that Dumbledore and Braine would have no direction to investigate! "Everyone at the Wizengamot, Braine is clearly interfering with the normal trial process. I think he should be expelled from the trial, Cornelius!"

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Fudge was dumbfounded. He heard Dolores calling him,
"What, oh. That's right, expulsion!"

"Dolores, Connelly, what do you want to do!"

Ms. Bones stood up suddenly, her eyes filled with anger and disbelief.

"Amosta Defense is acting in accordance with the Wizengamot Charter of Rights. You have no right to expel him!"

“Oh, that’s the way I think.”

Ludo Bagman also stood up with an extremely uneasy expression.

"It's really not reasonable. I mean, expel Amosta. We should see the evidence of Amosta, right? We are trying Harry Potter now."

"I see, Ludo."

Umbridge's breath was choked, and she stared at Ludo with a murderous look.

"You suddenly asked to attend the trial and I thought you betrayed the Ministry!"

Umbridge's frightening expression almost made Ludo flee.
"What. Betrayal?"

Ludo was sweating profusely and stammered,
"I am just asking Amosta to comply with the Charter."

what happened?

Is there infighting within the Ministry of Magic?
The members of the Wizengamot looked at the four high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic who were arguing with each other, and they were all a little at a loss!
"Connelly!"

Umbridge yelled again in frustration.

"Yes, that's right!"

Cornelius Fudge finally found a clue. He glared at Amosta, who was watching the farce coldly.

"Amosta Blaine interfered with the normal trial and expelled him!"

"Connelly!"

Dumbledore stood up and turned to look at the podium, his blue eyes blazing with fire.
"You really want to act this way?"

Dumbledore's imposing manner made Fudge flinch for a moment, but he immediately straightened his chest and shouted breathlessly,
"Dementors, banish Amos Tower Blaine!"

Snapped!
The dim light film on the high roof suddenly broke, and the cold air immediately invaded downwards!

Thumb, thump, thump.
Harry and the other two who were sitting on the chairs were still staring at it in amazement, and then they heard a sound of teeth chattering.

hiss.
The chain that his arm touched suddenly became icy to the bone. Harry took a breath in pain and looked over in horror. The chain heads on both sides of the handrails were covered with white frost!
The already dim firelight in the courtroom was also swallowed up, the world lost its color, and everything turned gray!
The Wizengamot members on the fan-shaped stands fell to the ground, watching in horror as ghostly figures from the ceiling quickly descended and surrounded Amos Tower Blaine, who was standing in front of the three defendants, from all sides.

In a world that has lost its colors, the only ones who still retain their colors are Amos Tower Blaine and Albus Dumbledore!
The fiery aura lingering around them made them look like two burning torches in a cold world!

Finally, Amosta made a move.

He stood there quietly, and under the gaze of Albus Dumbledore, he slowly raised his head in this frozen world.

There were at least thirty Dementors approaching him, and Amostar could see their rotting, skull-like faces beneath their massive black robes.

An empty soul that has lost everything.
Amosta sighed inwardly. The next second, his eyes shone with brilliance. A flying snake with black and white wings on its back flashed across his eyes. A thunderous, majestic and inviolable shout was deafening.

"Go back!" (End of this chapter)