Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

As Fudge's words fell, the Wizengamot jurors began to praise him one after another.

"Fudge's verdict is well-founded, and there is really nothing to fault."

"It is indeed a bit much for the Savior to kill two Dementors who were protecting him, but it would be a pity to ruin his future for this. Now it's good, as long as he apologizes, he can be exempt from the sentence."

"While ensuring justice, it also shows the Ministry of Magic's humanistic care. Fudge is generous this time!"

"Sebastian?" Amelia frowned, her eyes showing inquiry.

The situation is very unfavorable for Harry Potter now. If Sebastian doesn't have any other tricks up his sleeve, and Harry is not prepared to apologize, then she and other allies of Sebastian will not be able to openly protect Harry.

There is no way. On this chessboard, everyone must abide by the corresponding rules of the game.

From the beginning, Harry Potter occupied the initiative because he was right and had the Ministry of Magic's laws as his backing.

But when Fudge and Yaxley produced concrete evidence, everything changed.

The Wizengamot Court is the highest court in the British wizarding world. All members of the Wizengamot must actively maintain its authority, because this is also the source of their rights.

For this reason, all jurors must be as fair as possible, or at least maintain superficial fairness. Otherwise, the Wizengamot's authority will be gone, and they, as members of the Wizengamot, will become a laughingstock in the eyes of the public.

Faced with Amelia's inquiry, Sebastian smiled lightly. He didn't say anything, just signaled her to keep watching.

"Cornelius..." Dumbledore stood up, preparing to fulfill his responsibility as a defender, but he was pulled back by Harry as soon as he spoke.

"Professor Dumbledore, please sit down first. Please leave the rest to me."

Seeing Harry looking confident, Dumbledore nodded slightly and sat back in his chair with a smile.

Fudge couldn't stand it anymore. He stared at Harry seriously: "Defendant Harry Potter, are you willing to admit your mistake and apologize in front of the public media?"

"Apologize?" Harry sneered, "I didn't do anything wrong, what should I apologize for."

Harry's attitude completely angered Fudge.

Good, Harry Potter, you don't know how to step down when given a chance. If you don't want to bow your head, then go to Azkaban.

Fudge was furious and was about to make the final verdict, but Harry's actions made him swallow his words again.

"I have a magical image," Harry took out the magical image he had prepared, "It can prove that the deaths of the two Dementors have nothing to do with me."

Magical image?

Fudge's face was as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly, and at the same time, an ominous feeling rose in his heart.

Merlin, is the Savior really going to turn the tables?!

Seeing everyone's eyes on the magical image, Fudge helplessly waved his hand and arranged for staff to play it for everyone to see.

As the magical image played, the jurors whispered to each other again.

"Harry Potter's Patronus is really good. Look at that stag, how solid it is."

"The patrol route of those two Dementors is a bit strange. Why did they run to the Muggle street and rush straight to the Savior? If it were me, I would be so nervous that I would take action."

"Look, the Savior didn't kill the Dementors. His Patronus disappeared after driving the Dementors out of the alley."

"Ladies and gentlemen," Harry said loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"In the past month, countless reports have described me as a liar, saying that I am a clown who is full of lies and only knows how to make a fuss, which makes me very confused and uncomfortable."

"In order to prevent similar things from happening again, I decided to carry a magic camera with me. When I encounter some bizarre scenes, I can record them all to prove my innocence."

"Everyone can clearly see in the magical image that after I drove away the Dementors, I took my cousin directly back to my aunt's house. Until Professor Slughorn picked me up, I didn't leave my aunt's house for half a step. In other words, the Minister's accusation that I killed the Dementors is not valid at all."

"As for why those two Dementors died..." Harry lengthened his voice, glanced at all the jurors, and then stared straight at Fudge, showing a harmless smile.

"Maybe someone doesn't like me and deliberately framed me."

"Minister Fudge, you have to be careful. That person also has bad intentions towards you. The purpose is to make you make a false and wrong case and ruin your reputation."

The corners of Harry's mouth turned higher and higher: "Fortunately, I was prepared and didn't let that bad guy succeed. While saving myself, I also preserved your reputation, Minister. So, don't you owe me a thank you?"

The jurors all looked at Harry. They were completely conquered by Harry Potter's powerful combat power.

Even Dumbledore glanced sideways slightly. He didn't expect that Harry would finally confront Fudge head-on and trample the other party's face under his feet.

Let Fudge say thank you...

How could this little guy think of it.

Fudge's face quickly turned red, and finally turned into a purplish-red pig liver color. His mouth opened and closed several times, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Now, let's vote by raising hands. Those who agree that the accusation is not valid, please raise your hands," Amelia presided over.

One hand after another was raised. Except for Fudge and Umbridge and a few others, no one else raised their hands. Now the evidence is very clear, and it is impossible to deny it even if they want to.

Fudge's eyes wandered between the Wizengamot members and Harry Potter. His fingers gripped the edge of the judge's seat tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force. After taking a few deep breaths, he said in a slightly distorted voice.

"Very good... The accusation is not valid. The defendant Harry Potter is innocent and released in court."

"As for the criminals who killed the Dementors and almost caused the Ministry of Magic to make a big mistake, the Ministry of Magic will definitely investigate to the end."

"Now, let's move on to the second topic," Fudge looked at Dumbledore and raised the information about the Dementor patrol route, "Dumbledore has been spreading the word that the Dark Lord has returned, but all the evidence shows that the wizarding world is calm and there is no sign of the Dark Lord's return at all."

"In order to verify this rumor, the Ministry of Magic wasted a month of time and a lot of energy, and two Dementors were sacrificed for no reason."

"So I propose," Fudge said viciously, "to strip Albus Dumbledore of his position as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and expel him from the Wizengamot."

"Those who agree with this proposal, please raise your hands."

Speaking, he raised his hand first, and then scanned the jurors present one by one.

If the Savior's matter fails, it fails, but Dumbledore must not continue to stay in the Wizengamot. At least one of today's two goals must be achieved.

Harry suddenly raised his head, and the triumphant mood that had just made Fudge speechless disappeared completely.

One, two, three... There are a lot of them. At least half of the wizards agree.

"Cornelius, Voldemort has really returned," Dumbledore said calmly, "Even if you expel me from the Wizengamot, it won't change this fact."

Harry was extremely anxious and wanted to count carefully again, but before he could finish counting, he heard Fudge's voice full of joy.

"Very good, the proposal is passed. Strip Dumbledore of his position as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and expel him from the Wizengamot."

"Adjourned!"