Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

No matter where you are or what time it is, the food cooked by your family is the most delicious in the world.

"Even if it means protecting the best family in the world, we must complete the mission."

Chapter 403 Is that person Dumbledore?

A week passed quickly, and Lucius was successfully acquitted on the grounds that Malfoy was also a victim. The famous wine that was drunk, the materials that were wasted, and the smoky and miserable scene in the manor were undoubtedly proof of this. In addition, with the help of the gold galleons, the whole process went very smoothly.

The Aurors were also busy during this period, searching everywhere for those Death Eaters who had escaped the net. Unfortunately, they hid too well and none of them were caught.

On this day, Fudge changed into a special outfit in the office and wore a very tall hat on his head.

It was the same suit he wore during the trial of Sturgis Podmore.

It seemed inappropriate for him to wear it that day, but it was very suitable for him to wear it now. Dumbledore stepped down from the position of Chief Wizard, and Fudge, as the Minister of Magic, naturally took over the position of Chief Judge temporarily.

Unless a chief can be elected immediately, he can continue to serve as interim leader.

Fudge greeted every wizard around him with a smile, and brought a group of Wizengamot members to the first trial room.

Today is the day for the trial of those Death Eaters who have been recaptured.

According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, every criminal who is to be imprisoned in a formal prison needs to be tried.

Only after the trial is completed and the guilt is determined can the person be detained.

The Ministry of Magic's prison is only a temporary prison.

"My dear Undersecretary, Ms. Umbridge, hello."

The first person Fudge saw when he entered the courtroom was Umbridge, and he immediately greeted his confidant warmly.

"Hello, Minister Fudge, no, Chief Wizard."

Umbridge spoke bluntly and without disguising anything in her voice, and then she let out a series of what she thought was girlish laughs.

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.

Fudge was very impressed by this and he laughed happily after hearing what Umbridge said.

Although the Minister of Magic and the Chief Wizard cannot appear in the same wizard at the same time, it does not prevent him from being happy to listen.

Soon, many Wizengamot members sat in the courtroom one after another. Not all members needed to be present for every trial, as long as the minimum number of people was reached.

"Bring them all up here."

Seeing that most people had arrived, Fudge sat in the main seat and signaled the staff to bring the criminal up.

"Tell me who helped you escape from prison."

Fudge straightened his back and lowered his voice, trying his best to appear more dignified and give people a sense of psychological oppression.

However, the Death Eaters on the opposite side were not afraid of him at all. They were all extremely vicious criminals. Who do you think you are, Fudge?

Everyone's face was full of hostility. They just glanced at Fudge lightly and said nothing.

"I ask you who helped you escape from prison!"

Seeing that he had lost face, Fudge cleared his throat and asked again: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell the truth. The truth serum will make you tell the truth anyway."

Fudge's naked threat made many Death Eaters look at him with murderous intent.

But this time they answered Fudge's words. After all, drinking the truth serum was not a pleasant experience.

"It was us. We blew up the prison and escaped."

One of the Death Eaters said so.

"You're lying!" Umbridge said before Fudge could even speak, "Run, what are you running with? How could you run from the other side of the sea without even a wand? Someone must have helped you."

"Tell me, is that man Dumbledore?"

If Fudge ranks first in hating Dumbledore, then Umbridge ranks second.

If it weren't for Dumbledore, she would never have been thrown into prison. Even though it was a prison of the Ministry of Magic, and even though she didn't receive any punishment, she would have considered it a great shame.

So she wants revenge.

No one can offend me, Umbridge, and get away with it.

She wanted revenge on Dumbledore, revenge on Hogwarts, revenge on Malfoy, and revenge on Potter.

As long as these Death Eaters confessed, Umbridge would sentence them to death and then send people to Hogwarts to arrest Dumbledore.

Not cooperating? That means you are guilty and you are absconding.

Cooperation? As long as they were at the Ministry of Magic, at her territory, Umbridge had plenty of means and methods.

"Dumbledore?"

The Death Eaters did not seem to understand their thoughts, but they knew that Dumbledore was Voldemort's enemy.

Since he is an enemy, he must not be allowed to stand out.

"How can Dumbledore let us go?"

Perhaps they were able to recognize that this was a frame-up in the past, but now they have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years and their mentalities are no longer the same as those of normal people.

The Death Eaters thought Fudge was insulting them and their master.

"Only one person can let us out"

The Death Eaters looked at each other and uttered three words softly. The pupils of all the wizards present contracted sharply. Fudge shuddered unconsciously. Even Umbridge showed fear in her eyes.

"The master will avenge us! He will kill you! Hahahaha, kill you!"

"You are dead!"

Seeing the expressions of the people in the Ministry of Magic, the Death Eaters laughed wildly, each of them like a madman, as if they would kill everyone in front of them in the next second.

"You bullshit!"

This time it was Fudge who interrupted him. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he jumped up instantly without caring about his status.

"We all know, we all know that man is dead."

"You're lying! You're deceiving us on purpose!"

Another member of the Wizengamot stood up and pointed at the Death Eaters below and shouted.

"Yes, that person is dead!"

It seemed that the louder the voice, the more it proved what he said.

"That man is dead!"

The Wizengamot members echoed one after another.

"That person has already"

"boom!"

With a loud tremor, the door of the first courtroom was blown open, and countless debris scattered all over the floor, scaring everyone in the courtroom.

Everyone looked towards the door

Empty.

"What's going on out there?! Where's the guard? Guard!"

One of them stood up and shouted out the door.

But it was quiet, without a sound

Everyone looked at each other.

Logically speaking, there should be a few wizards standing outside the door to guard it.

Another Wizengamot member bravely shouted tentatively.

"anyone there?"

Still dead silent

Even though the courtroom is located deep underground, it shouldn't be so quiet.

"Hahahahahahaha"

The Death Eaters seemed to have discovered something and laughed wildly again, turning around and shouting at the 'elites' of the Ministry of Magic on the stage.

"You are going to die, you are going to die soon!"

"No one can save you!"

Chapter 404 I Hate Disloyal Subordinates

"Nonsense! What a load of nonsense!"

A member of the Wizengamot could no longer sit still. He stood up and walked away from his seat, glaring at the Death Eaters fiercely.

"I want to see whose mischief this is! Disrupting the peace of a trial will cost you at least ten years in Azkaban!"

Then he spoke to the several staff members who were escorting the Death Eaters.

"You guys come with me."

After saying this, he walked out of the courtroom with a few people in a menacing manner.

At this moment, everyone present was looking at them, watching them walk out of the courtroom.

Nothing seemed to have happened.

until

"Who are you? Don't you know the rule of not interrupting during a trial?"

Suddenly, the Wizengamot member's shout was heard from outside the door.

Before anyone could catch their breath, they heard screams of terror from outside the door.

"why you?!"

"No, this is impossible?!"

Finally, the sound of fear turned into a shrill cry.

"what!"

The sound outside the door stopped abruptly.

Everything returned to its previous silence.

"Hey, Thierry, what happened?!"

Someone couldn't help but shout outside the door.

However, there was no sound, no one answered him, and even the staff members who followed him out seemed to have disappeared.

Deathly silence.

"What happened?"

Having learned from the previous experience, no one dared to act rashly this time.

Everyone looked at Minister of Magic Fudge at the same time.

Waiting for his instructions.

Fudge had a blank expression on his face and looked very calm, giving people a very reliable feeling.

However, what Fudge was thinking at this moment was.

'Damn it, why isn't Percy here?'

"I should have brought him along earlier."

But he couldn't just sit there and wait, so he turned his gaze to Umbridge and motioned for her to think of an idea.

Although Umbridge was equally frightened, she saw this as an opportunity, so she cleared her throat and was about to speak.

"I"