Hogwarts snake wizard

"Boom!!"

A flash of green fire flashed, and Samael's whole person appeared directly in the Ministry of Magic.

He doesn't like green, not only because it's unlucky, but also because it always makes people feel eerie.

"Samael, here you are."

Percy looked at Samael, who was dressed exclusively in the Wizengamot member's costume, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"It seems that you are having a good day."

Samael saw the passing staff greeting Percy and couldn't help but tease.

Think about it, this is the mayor's "secretary", how can it not attract attention.

"It's not all your credit."

Percy smiled and patted him on the shoulder, very humble.

He knew he was capable, but in a place like the Ministry of Magic, there would always be typography and blood discrimination.

Especially with the surname of "pure-blood scum" Weasley, he had seen how difficult it was for some half-blood wizards to live at the Ministry, and how hard his father worked.

Without Samael and Crouch's help, he could imagine that no matter how hard he worked, he would not be able to survive.

"You yourself are capable, don't underestimate yourself, students who graduated with 12 excellent certificates, there are not many in the entire wizarding world."

Samael snorted and stopped the two from touting each other.

"Work hard by Fudge's side, learn more and watch more, he can still be the Minister of Magic for a year at most."

"When Crouch takes the throne, you take Amelia Burns' place."

Percy, under the dual operation of Crouch and Samael, is already Fudge's clerk, and he will tell the two as soon as there is any news.

Percy's face was ecstatic, he had thought that he would take Crouch's current position at most, and he could not have imagined that he would get the position of head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

"What about Amelia Burns?"

"Fudge abdicates he is the most likely person to get that position, but his brother once died at the hands of the Dark Lord and she succeeded to the throne... Hehe!

"In short, she will die!"

Samael didn't say much, Percy was a smart man and naturally knew what Samael meant.

The two did not say for a while, and then came to the conference room of the hearing.

Oh, there are quite a few Death Eaters inside.

Samael nodded, motioned for them not to get up, and sat down next to August Lukewood.

This guy is the eyeliner that Voldemort planted in the Ministry.

"Little master!"

Facing Lukewood's eagerness, Samael did not speak, but nodded quietly.

"I think Councilor Gunter may be here for the first time, so I'm late."

Fudge in the audience automatically gave Samael the steps, in fact, it is not necessary.

"I think, no!"

"I read that the time written in the letter from the Ministry of Magic to Mr. Potter is now."

"Unless... The Ministry of Magic sent invitations to Potter and the House of Representatives at different times.

Samael didn't give Fudge any face, and now everyone knew Fudge's trick.

Fudge wanted to explain, but didn't know how to open his mouth.

Just as he was about to say something, Harry Potter entered.

Immediately afterwards, after seeing Dumbledore, Harry was very happy, but Fudge was like eating.

Facing the cold eyes of the centenarian, Fudge couldn't help but feel a little chilly.

This holiday, he spared no effort to attack Dumbledore and Harry Potter.

The hearing begins.

When Harry saw Samael, his expression became noticeably more natural.

Fudge, like a mad dog, is anxious for Harry to admit that he has no witnesses to prove the Dementor attack.

Until Dumbledore introduced Lady Fegg's.

All the councilors looked at Fudge inexplicably, like looking at a clown, and everyone knew his intentions in combination with Fudge's performance on a holiday.

"In fact, I'm wondering if a squib can actually see a dementor."

Samael's opening focused everyone's attention on him, and even Fudge cast a grateful look.

"Of course I can!"

Mrs. Figg, who did not know Samael, said bluntly.

"Prove it to me!"

Mrs. Figg was taken aback.

How to prove it?

Let the Dementors attack her this squib?

Harry saw Samael's oppression for the first time and didn't even want to look at him.

"I don't think it's necessary, maybe we can apply to the Ministry of Magic for the use of the Spitter to prove the authenticity of this lady's words."

No one could see the true expression under Dumbledore's glasses.

Although the congressman did not know which one Samael and Dumbledore were singing, he also knew that Potter was definitely not what Fudge said.

Samael's eyes were calm and he did not speak again.

Dumbledore looked at Harry, who was relieved, and only felt that he was really still too immature.

When it came time to vote, eighty percent of the councillors voted against, indicating that Harry Potter should not be expelled.

45 percent chose to trust Dumbledore, and 45 percent saw Samael not agreeing and decisively followed.

But whenever they wanted to mess around under Lao Fu, they had to look at the face of this "little master".

The remaining ten percent are Fudge's henchmen, and their position is no longer important.

After the meeting, Harry did not wait for Mr. Weasley, but followed closely next to Samael.

Lukewood and the others did not follow.

"Samael, why embarrass Dumbledore!"

"You know that he can't hurt me, why do you have to embarrass him."

"He's to me..."

Samael looked at Harry, who was chattering, a little impatient.

"Enough!"

Samael revealed his sharp claws and lifted him directly.

"Listen, I need to test Dumbledore's attitude towards you, whether you believe Dumbledore or not, I will never trust him."

"In my opinion, don't say a squib, it's that the lives of everyone in the wizarding world are not as important as you."

Who wouldn't say a lie, Samael really wanted to know Dumbledore's attitude towards Harry.

I wanted to see if an innocent life could pry his already numb heart.

Harry was stunned at first, expressing sorrow at Samael's extreme thoughts, but he also really felt Samael's attitude towards him.

His expression also became a little overwhelmed.

"No matter what the outcome is today, you will not be expelled."

"If Hermione had checked the laws of the Ministry, she should have told you that the trial at the Ministry of Magic was not legal."

"You are just a student, you have the headmaster above you, and the headmaster has a school board next to him, it is unreasonable for the Ministry of Magic to meddle in the education issue itself, don't let others lead you by the nose."

Samael didn't pay attention to him anymore, turned around and opened the space door for himself, and left directly.

"On the 2nd, Rita, editor-in-chief of the Daily Hypnotic Prophet, infinitely magnified the shortcomings of the current Minister of Magic."

"Also, publish these photos."

"It's an honor, my master."

Samael casually threw down two photos, No. 2 nodded, and disappeared in an instant.

The two photos were images of Wormtail's recent activity, and the other were images of Dementors attacking Harry.

These are enough to prove Fudge's incompetence and inaction, which will greatly reduce the credibility of the Ministry of Magic.

"Huh~politician?"

"It's nothing!"

Samael shook his wine glass, his eyes a little stunned.

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