My Hogwarts Day

Britain, London, inside the Ministry of Magic elevator.

The Ministry of Magic's elevator wobbled slightly and went up, stopped quickly, and then the door opened, and the cold voice that Richard heard in the telephone booth just announced: "Second floor, Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Contains prohibited Misuse of the Department of Magic, Auror Command and Wizengamot Governing Body."

"Go down, we're here." Dumbledore walked out of the elevator after saying that, and Richard followed with Phoebe.

"Albus? Why are you in the department?" Suddenly a deep male voice came from outside.

"Connelly, there's no way, there's a little wizard in the school who's been accused of using spells outside the school, so I brought him here.

It turns out that Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, is also here.

Fudge looked in Dumbledore's direction, and sure enough, he saw a little wizard and a house-elf.

There are house-elfs who should be pure-blooded. How could such a little wizard be accused of using a spell?

Fudge looked at a squat, ugly woman beside him.

"Umbridge, what's going on, you go and ask."

Hearing Fudge's order, the fat woman hurried towards an office, and after a short while, she came back, lying next to Fudge's ear and said something, "In an instant Fudge's eyebrows frowned.

"It's not easy, Albus, it's true that the magic wave came from his home first, if it wasn't him, it was another little witch?"

"Hermione Granger. Umbridge said Hermione's name just in time.

"Of course it wasn't the little wizard. It was actually his house-elf who cast the spell. You know house-elves aren't covered by the International Confederation of Magicians Statute of Secrecy."

"You mean he has a house-elf?" Just now Fudge heard Umbridge say that Richard was a little Muggle-born wizard, and thought that the house-elf was brought by Dumbledore, but he didn't expect it to be Richard's.

"Yes, there are house-elves," Dumbledore said deadpan.

"How come, how did he have this house-elf, how could a non-wizard family have a house-elf, you gave it to him?"

"How is that possible, and I don't have house-elves."

"Don't Hogwarts have a lot of house-elves?" Fudge dug a hole for Dumbledore.

"That's Hogwarts property, not mine, and I have no right to give them away." Dumbledore recognized it right away.

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Fudge was a little unhappy. For Dumbledore, Fudge's mentality has always been complicated. He has always had a grudge against Dumbledore's authority in the British wizarding community. Fudge knew that if Dumbledore didn't want to be the Minister of Magic, then this The position is definitely not his turn. Although he has a solid foundation in the Ministry of Magic now, if Dumbledore swings his arms, his position is likely to be lost, so he has been focusing on how to restrain Dumbledore.

But losing Dumbledore now is not what Fudge wants. It has been Dumbledore who has escorted him for so many years so that he can sit safely on the throne of minister, so there is no way to accept that Lucius deposed Dumbledore last time.

"Can you tell me, kid, how you got this house-elf"?" Fudge asked Richard.

"Phoebe was given to me by Rod Foley, you can go to him." Richard said directly.

Rod Foley? Fudge looked at Umbridge again, the name is so familiar, why can't I remember it?

"Rod Foley, is the patriarch of the Foley family." Seeing Umbridge's unfamiliar look, Dumbledore said directly.

Welfare family!!!

At this time, even the wizard working nearby heard it, and the whole corridor fell silent instantly, as if Dumbledore had said something terrible.

Seeing this situation, Richard was also very surprised. It seems that the Fuli family still has something he doesn't know.

"Let's go to the office and talk." Foley said to Dumbledore and Richard with an ugly face.

Instead of going to Fudge's office, they came to an empty office nearby.

"How could he have anything to do with the Foley family?" After arriving at the office, Fudge first gave Umbridge a look, Umbridge immediately reacted, and hurried out, then Fudge said to Dumbledore.

"Then I don't know. Anyway, the Foley family liked Richard so much that they gave him a house-elf."

Richard ignored them and looked at the window. This place should be underground, but the sunlight outside the window was very dazzling.

"These are enchanted windows. I remember it was run by a department called the Magical Maintenance Service, and they determined the weather in the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore explained to Richard, seeing that he had been looking at the windows.

"It's not something they can decide, but I approve it." Fudge wanted to show his authority in the Ministry of Magic in front of Dumbledore all the time.

At this time Umbridge came in again, handed a stack of documents to Fudge, and then walked out under Fudge's instructions, and before leaving, Umbridge looked at Richard curiously.

After reading all the information, Fudge already had a preliminary understanding of Richard. He is simply a monster, and even though he has not graduated yet, he has a good relationship with the Fuli family, especially seeing that the Fuli family arranged for Richard. An immediate person goes to warn Lucius.

At this time, Fudge suddenly had an idea, if the little wizard can obey his orders, then when he grows up, will he not be bound by Dumbledore? As for the little wizard who wants his own seat when he grows up, Fudge didn't need to worry, after all, he must have been very old at that time, and he might have already abdicated.

"Richard, right? Don't worry, the relevant department in the Ministry made a mistake. Don't worry, these are not your problems. I will explain it to you when the interrogation is over.

Looking at Fudge with a kind smile on his face, Richard didn't hold it on purpose, even if someone took the initiative to show him his favor, there was no need to do anything about it.

But Dumbledore couldn't laugh or cry when he saw Fudge's actions, he saw Fudge's intention at a glance, did he put so much pressure on Fudge for so many years?

If Fudge knew what Dumbledore was thinking, he would definitely ask him, don't you have points yourself?

"Richard, what are your plans after graduation? Do you want to work in the ministry?" Fudge directly invited Richard without hesitation.

"I'm only in the third grade now, so it's a bit too early to talk about graduation."

Fudge also knew that he was a little too hasty, so he said hastily.

"It's okay, I'll wait a few years, but you can think about it now, working in the Ministry of Magic is also the dream of many wizards."

Before Fudge exchanged too many pleasantries, it was almost time for Richard to be tried.

Umbridge knocked on the door and came in to remind Fudge, Fudge nodded and said to Umbridge.

"You take Mr. Harris over there, and Principal Dumbledore and I need to go there in advance to make arrangements."

Listening to Fudge's words, Dumbledore also nodded to Richard, so Richard took Phoebe and followed Umbridge to the interrogation room.

This interrogation room is much better than the one that Richard saw Harry go to in the original book. The room is brightly lit, but it is more like a defense or lecture room in a university?

Under the guidance of Umbridge, Richard sat on the middle seat, not to mention quite comfortable, while Phoebe stood obediently beside Richard.

After sitting down, Richard looked around, and there were almost fifty wizards sitting around. They were wearing purple robes, with a delicate silver 'w' embroidered on the left chest.

These people were looking at Richard, some with stern expressions, some with undisguised inner curiosity, but more with kind smiles.

"Why are you being tried here?"

"I don't know, is he Richard Harris?"

"It should be. Didn't he just approve his proposal for the second-class knighthood a few days ago?"

"Yes, it's him, it seems to be because of him casting magic continuously outside the school."

"Why is there a house-elf with him. Isn't he Muggle-born?"

The uninterrupted discussions around reached Richard's ears.

At this moment Richard stretched out his hand suddenly, and Umbridge walked over from nowhere.

"Mr. Harris, what can I do for you?"

Hearing Umbridge's words, the surrounding discussions became louder. They all knew how arrogant and domineering Umbridge, as Fudge's confidant, was, how could he be so polite to a little Muggle-born wizard now.

"Please bring a chair here." Richard ignored the comments of the people around him and said directly to Umbridge.

Umbridge didn't ask any more after hearing what Richard said, and directly arranged for someone to bring a chair in and put it beside Richard.

"Phoebe, sit down too." Hearing Richard's words, Phoebe was moved beyond measure. Although she felt that she should not have a seat in front of her master, she couldn't refute what the master said.

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, Phoebe sat beside Richard.

"July 2nd trial," said Fudge in a booming voice, "in the case of Richard Harris of Harris Farm in Surrey for violations of the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act and the International Act of Secrecy.

"Interrogators: Minister for Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Secretary of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Susan Burns, Senior Undersecretary Dolores Jane Umbridge.

"It is now up to the defendant to state what happened."

Then Richard went home and told him about letting his house-elf cast cleansing spells on him because he was underage and serve him tea with a levitation spell.

Before Fudge could say anything, an old wizard said suddenly.

"He's a little Muggle-born wizard. Why would there be a house-elf?"

Just when Richard was about to say something, Fudge suddenly said, "This has nothing to do with this case, no explanation is needed.

"What about his wand? Can't you just cast a flashback spell on his wand?".