The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"You are Harry Potter who lives at 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, correct?"

Fudge said, glaring at Harry with a fierce and serious look.

Unfortunately, the arrival of Link and Dumbledore gave Harry enough courage. He bravely looked at Fudge and said:

"Yes."

"You were formally warned by the Ministry of Magic several years ago for illegal use of magic, correct?"

"Yes, but that..."

"After reading the last warning and clearly knowing the relevant prohibition regulations, on the evening of August [-]nd, you once again, as an underage wizard, cast a spell in front of a Muggle. Patronus, right?”

"Yes," Harry's confidence was weakened by these questions, "but I only use magic because..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a witch wearing a monocle interrupted with a loud voice:

"You transformed into a full-fledged physical Patronus?"

"A...what?"

Harry asked suspiciously.

"It means that your patron saint does not appear in the form of steam or light mist, but has a real clear appearance?"

"Yes," Harry began to get a little impatient, "it's a herd, it's the same every time."

"Every time? Have you transformed a patronus before?"

"Of course, that is the result of Professor Luping's teachings, and I have put a lot of effort into it."

"You are only 15 years old now, and you have learned the Patronus Charm in school." The witch said with some surprise, "It's really amazing."

Along with their conversation, the neutral faction MPs looked at Harry much more friendly.

This is inevitable. The so-called ultra-difficult defensive white magic of the Patron Saint Curse has been a symbol of kindness and justice since ancient times.

For a long time, this was also one of the necessary conditions for joining the Wizengamot Council.

Although this need is gone now, it does not prevent the MPs from having a good impression of Harry.

At the same time, many members of Congress also set their sights on Link.

They are instinctively comparing Harry with Link, 'the most talented young wizard of our time'.

However, they quickly looked away and hid their actions very well.

Because they know that there is no comparability between the two.

If in their hearts they are a candidate for Wizengamot Council with a pure and kind heart and a certain amount of talent, then Link is a dangerous person with a tendency to go dark.

Link's existence is likely to pose a threat to the Ministry of Magic and even the entire magical world in the country in the future.

This has been proven by Link's horrific past record and his inability to cast the Patronus Spell.

"It's not a question of how amazing magic is,"

Fudge's angry voice interrupted everyone's thoughts, "Actually, I think the more awesome it is, the worse it is, because he did it in front of a Muggle!"

As soon as this statement came out, the congressmen around Fudge echoed.

Many legislators from the neutral factions also nodded in agreement.

Of course, they were not on Fudge's side, but simply felt that Harry was too willful and ignored the law and needed a certain degree of education. This was for his own good.

However, this behavior made Harry more impatient to a certain extent.

He almost couldn't help but sit up from the interrogation chair and said anxiously:

"I did it because of the Dementors!"

"Dementor? What do you mean?"

As the current Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic under Fudge, Ms. Bones frowned.

"I mean, two dementors showed up and were going to attack me and my cousin!"

"The dementors are in Little Whinging?" Bones was extremely surprised. "I don't understand. As far as I know, all the dementors are sworn to be trapped in Azkaban. Without the order of the Ministry of Magic, they will never Will leave."

"Don't you understand, Amelia?" Fudge said with a mocking smile, "Let me explain. As far as I know, Harry Potter has always been at odds with his adopted Muggle family. For the purpose of revenge, he often uses some means to attack those poor Muggles.

The reason why we gave him a written warning last time was because he used magic in an attack on his aunt.I think this time it must be for the same reason.

Of course, he was much smarter this time.You know, Muggles can't see dementors.In this way, he has a perfect excuse. After all, no one can prove that there were no dementors at the scene. In this way, you not only get revenge on your cousin, but also make the other party be grateful to you. It is really a good method... "

After Fudge finished speaking, he looked towards the neutral faction members.

Many members of Congress there frowned and were huddled together whispering, occasionally glancing at Harry below who was shaking with anger.

This made Fudge extremely proud.

What he just said almost completely summarized Harry's motive, modus operandi and method of getting out of crime, and the logic was clear and clear.

This completely consumed the goodwill that the crossbench members had towards Harry because of the physical patron saint.

In this case, even Fudge firmly believed that even Dumbledore was powerless.

After all, he had removed Dumbledore from the Wizengamot Council in the name of Minister of Magic a few weeks ago, and now Dumbledore had no power at all.

And just relying on the friendships accumulated in the past will never allow the crossbench members to go against the facts and favor Harry Potter.

The group of cross-benchers themselves are upright and refuse to accept hard or soft policies. Otherwise, they would not be neutral now.

Fudge, who was determined, glanced at Link provocatively, and then looked at Dumbledore.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore didn't have the expression he wanted to see on his face.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, Dumbledore cleared his throat, and the entire courtroom fell silent.

"In fact, we do have a witness who can prove that dementors did appear in that alley." Dumbledore said, "I mean in addition to Harry's cousin. I brought her too. . She is outside the door now, am I..."

"That's enough! Dumbledore!" Fudge suddenly interrupted Dumbledore, looking a little panicked, "I'm afraid we don't have time to listen to these nonsense anymore. I hope this simple and clear case will be handled quickly. You know, the Wizengamot Councilors are very busy!"

"But I remember that under the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, the accused has the right to call witnesses to testify against him, right? This is Department of Magical Law Enforcement policy."

Dumbledore said pleasantly, and after speaking, he glanced at Bones who was looking down from Fudge.

"Yes, it is. Let her in."

Bones simply ignored Fudge's instructions.

This scene made many people smile, including Link.

Because they discovered that Fudge's control over the Ministry of Magic and even the Wizengamot Council seemed to be far less than they imagined.

At least Amelia Bones, who is the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, is not very fond of Fudge. This may be because Fudge forcibly skipped the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to hold this trial.

boom -

The heavy door opened and closed, and an old woman dressed strangely, still wearing a pair of thick-soled cotton slippers in the summer, slowly walked to Dumbledore's side.

She looked scared, but that wasn't surprising. Not many people could remain calm under so many stern eyes, especially knowing how terrifying these people's power and authority was.

Dumbledore gave up his seat and pushed the old woman into the chair.

This relieved her nerves to a great extent, allowing her to speak in complete sentences.

"Who is this guy?"

Old Barty tilted his head towards Link and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

When Link heard this, he glanced at him and said without looking back:

"Harry Potter's neighbor was probably placed there by Dumbledore for surveillance and protection. He is also considered a peripheral member of the Order of the Phoenix."

Old Batty nodded and stopped talking.

In fact, he knew that since Dumbledore dared to bring this person over, it meant that he was fully prepared.

But this trial was an opportunity that he had been waiting for for decades. Even though he was as experienced as he was, he couldn't help but feel nervous at this time, so he asked Link.

"full name?"

Fudge asked loudly. After hearing this, the old woman who had just sat down visibly trembled and said tremblingly:

"Arabella Dorian Figg."

"So who are you?"

"I'm a resident of Little Whinging, right next to Harry Potter's."

Hearing this, Fudge looked at Bones, who flipped through the case files on the table, frowned and said to Mrs. Figg:

"We have no records of any wizards, other than Harry Potter, living in Little Whinging. We can ensure that the area is closely monitored at all times."

"I'm a squib!"

Mrs. Figg, who was originally timid, suddenly hardened a bit when she heard this. She held her neck and choked, "So you won't register my name, will you?"

"Squib?" Fudge looked at Mrs. Figg suspiciously and said, "We will verify it. You can tell my assistant Weasley about your parents later."

He looked at Bones again and said:

"By the way, can Squibs see Dementors?"

As soon as these words came out, bursts of ridicule broke out in the crowd, and even the councilors around Link looked sarcastic.

"Who knows? No one would study something as boring as this."

Bones said expressionlessly.

She was telling the truth. Although the congressmen present were all well-informed, and some were even famous scholars, they really couldn't answer Fudge's question accurately.

After all, Squibs are even inferior to Muggles in the ranking of status in the wizarding world.

Muggles are still protected by the Statute of Secrecy, but if a Squib doesn't have a strong family to back him up, he's really not a human being.

"Yes, we can see it!"

Mrs. Figg said angrily.

But upon hearing this, Bones raised his eyebrows and said:

"I doubt it. And to be honest, under the current circumstances, it is difficult for us to believe your testimony based on language alone. After all, you are Dumbledore's witness. According to normal procedures, Dumbledore should first ask us for magic The Legal Enforcement Division informed you of your existence, and then we contacted you, and our prosecutor presented you as a witness. So strictly speaking, you do not have the identity of a witness. The testimony you presented is also not credible."

"That's right! That's it!"

Fudge echoed loudly.

His face turned red with excitement.

"but--"

Unfortunately, before he could continue to say anything, Bones interrupted again, "Considering that you were submitted under Dumbledore's guarantee and given the special nature of this case, we can give you a chance."

After speaking, Bones raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a figure shrouded in gray robes walked out of the dark corner of the courtroom.

The man held a wand and slowly placed a pensieve in front of everyone, and then nodded to Bones.

"This is a special pensieve that can display a certain memory for everyone to see. Later, our memory experts will extract your memory at that time and play it in the pensieve.

However, because you are a Squib, as a side effect, your memory ability and even your brain will be damaged to a certain extent after the memory is retrieved.The worst thing that can happen is that you become a complete idiot.

Doesn't it matter even so? "

Bones' words were extremely cold, and although he seemed to be asking Mrs. Figg, her eyes were fixed on Dumbledore.

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, seeming to be hesitating.

"I am willing!"

Mrs. Figg's excited voice interrupted Dumbledore's thinking. She struggled to sit up from the chair, glanced at Harry and Dumbledore, and then glared at every member of Parliament on the steps and said:

"Just do it! I will prove it to you!"

"Arabella..."

Dumbledore called softly, and Harry on the side also muttered "Mrs. Figg".

But Mrs. Figg was unexpectedly tough at this time. She waved her hand and stood in front of the pensieve.

"It's... ridiculous! This is completely against the rules and regulations!"

Fudge shouted back.

"This fully agrees with Section 87 of the Wizengamot Charter of Rights and Section 145 of the Magical Civil Rights Act!" Bones raised his voice and said, "Minister Fudge, I must remind you that I am the magic law Director of the Enforcement Department, I am far more professional than you in terms of law!"

Fudge stopped talking. His red face had turned blue with anger from Bones. Just now, he almost thought that Bones wanted to help him speak. You know, as Bones said, if you only use language, By using the method of testimonial reporting, he can completely deny the other party's evidence for various reasons.

But now...

"let's start!"

Following Bones's command, the gray-robed wizard put his wand against Mrs. Figg's temple.

In a flash of magical light and Mrs. Figg's painful moan, a ray of silver-white light was slowly pulled out and placed into the pensieve.

hum-

There was a bright light in the basin, and the slightly blurry picture was enlarged and displayed in front of everyone after being processed by the gray-robed wizard.