Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

At the signal of everyone, Lee Jordan sat across from them. Looking at the Ministry of Magic officials with parchments spread out in front of them and holding quills, he swallowed nervously. At the signal of Mrs. Bones opposite, , began his narration.

When he said that the broom was out of his control, rising higher and higher, and the Weasley brothers and Mrs. Hooch came to rescue, but Mrs. Hooch was knocked off the broom by his broom, Mr. Ogden couldn't help but sigh, No wonder Huo Qi's face looked so bad just now.

After Jordan finished telling his story, and with the nods from several officials across from him, he stood up with an anxious look on his face and walked to Professor McGonagall.

"Crack~"

In the corner of the long table, a figure suddenly took a step forward. The spotlight in his hand flashed and took a photo of Lee Jordan.

In his dull eyes, Mr. Ogden explained: "Because the situation yesterday was too serious, the Daily Prophet also needs to conduct a follow-up report. Of course, please don't worry, I won't say bad things about you."

"So, can I also be in the newspaper?" Li Jordan looked at the wizards in the office in surprise. After seeing them nodding, he exclaimed excitedly: "Yeah, that's really cool... Uh. , I mean I’m sorry that this happened.”

Mr. Ogden sorted out the records in his hand, communicated with the man wearing glasses two places away from him on the right, nodded, and continued to ask Eric to sit down.

Then just before Eric was about to make a statement, a sturdy wizard sitting on the right hand side of the long table suddenly said: "Mr. Foley, just now Karaj said that you have a history of attacking classmates before, right?"

Everyone's eyes turned around, and Professor McGonagall, who was standing behind Eric, also had a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "Runcorn, today's matter is to understand the details of yesterday's accident, not because of you. Other matters bother Mr. Foley.”

Albert Runcorn was unmoved, looking at Professor McGonagall and Eric who were in a straight line from his direction, with a smile in his deep voice: "Don't be nervous, Professor, I It’s just that I was a little curious after listening to Karajie’s words.”

Having said that, Eric keenly saw him exchanging glances with the wizard who was constantly recording on the side.

Professor McGonagall patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to speak, but the successive comments made Eric feel that today's so-called conversation was a bit like a Hongmen banquet.

What good articles can reporters from the Daily Prophet write?

While telling the people present what happened yesterday, he was thinking wildly in his mind, until Professor Dumbledore suddenly let out a suppressed dry cough.

"Mr. Foley? According to you, Mr. Jordan's broom was hit by your magic spell, which caused him to fall off the broom and break his arm, right?"

It was Runcorn who just interrupted him again, tapping the table with his fingertips.

Eric glanced at him unhappily: "Because the broom at that time was too weird, I could only destroy it with a magic spell to prevent Jordan from continuing to rise."

Runcorn nodded but did not speak immediately.But just when Eric was about to continue speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth: "Based on what you two described at the time, is there a possibility... Of course, this is my personal speculation. You lost control, couldn't save him, felt furious, and then just chose to attack your classmate with a wand, making him incapacitated and fall down?"

Eric narrowed his eyes and stared at Runcorn, listening to his vicious speculation.

"Albert?" The witch who had been holding her brother in the corner shouted dissatisfied, but then she was held back by her brother, preventing her from speaking.

Scanning the expressions of the Ministry of Magic officials in front of them, the two old men seemed to have disdain and sneer on their faces. They wanted to speak, but Dumbledore waved his hand and reminded them in a low voice to let Mr. Foley explain himself.There was no other emotion on Dumbledore's face, but he still blinked humorously when he looked at him.There was no emotion or anger on Amelia Bones's face, but she was holding her pen and waiting for his explanation.

"unacceptable!"

Suddenly a voice came from behind. It did not belong to McGonagall or Jordan. It was a portrait of an old principal on the wall: "I have never heard that the Ministry of Magic would actually crown a hero who saved his classmates." With such vicious thoughts, have all the brains of Hogwarts graduates been eaten by trolls, or are there only idiots like you in the Ministry of Magic now?"

"This gentleman~"

"This gentleman~"

Eric and Runcorn both spoke at the same time, but Eric spoke faster: "I don't know if this is included in the laws of your wizarding world, but from a Muggle legal perspective, it's just I can sue you for defamation for the malicious speculation you just made about me, not to mention that I am still a child under the age of 14. Of course, if the wizarding world has developed for thousands of years without a decent code and underage I have nothing to say about the Protection of Persons Act.”

The office suddenly fell into silence. Half of the people present were people who had been sitting in the office or on the high Wizengamot trial bench all day long, talking about the law.No one expected that a little wizard would actually talk to them about law in such a private conversation.

Wizarding laws have always been written only to protect adult wizards. Strictly speaking, most laws were only written to protect Ministry of Magic officials. Even the honest Mr. Weasley would leave this for himself in the law. Create a flying Ford car.

For underage wizards, the Ministry of Magic does not provide any legal aid or protection except warnings, expulsions, and punishments of breaking wands.In fact, Eric also knew this, so he simply used such words to stimulate the wizards on the opposite side.

Mrs. Bones was silent for a while, then looked at Eric, who was sitting upright in front of him but exuding an aura of dissatisfaction, and said: "Of course, Mr. Foley, our laws naturally protect children. Moreover, Runcorn Sir, what you just said was too extreme, and I hope you will apologize to Mr. Foley."

Under her sharp gaze, Runcorn reluctantly stood up and nodded to him: "Sorry, I got distracted. Mr. Foley, please continue to state."

But Eric did not respond to his apology, but looked at everyone across from him with a sneer: "Sorry, I have no desire to continue talking. Yesterday's incident has nothing to do with us, and the matter is After Jordan has basically finished talking to you just now, I have nothing to add, so that’s it.”

"Instead of wasting time quarreling with us, it's better to send someone to check the Forbidden Forest. It's better than the last time you sent Barty Crouch to wander around and let the senior students check the Forbidden Forest on their own. What did you do? Don’t do anything but be strong.”

Eric buried a hole for Crouch and said nothing about Fudge, who also did nothing. Then he stood up and strode out of the principal's office.