Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

"Who?!"

"This is the Inquisition, please be honest."

"Whoever slapped me, if you have the courage, stand up!" The woman stood up suddenly.

Mu En took a step forward.

"It is indeed you." The woman's shrill voice, like a banshee, echoed throughout the courtroom.

"Hey, don't slander people. I just took a step forward. What? You don't allow people to move forward?"

"If it's not you, who else could it be?!" the woman asked.

"Dumbledore." Moon nodded with certainty: "Look, he keeps his hands inside his robe. Isn't he casting a spell? Is he playing Morse code?"

Then, he saw the woman looking at Dumbledore with an angry face.

"Quiet! Quiet!!" Fudge suddenly knocked on the wooden hammer, making a clanging sound.

His face turned red, and Mu En couldn't help but think of Vernon who lived on Privet Drive.

But compared to Vernon, Fudge's face showed more fear, a fear that the situation was beyond his control!

"Gentlemen and ladies! We should get back to the case!" he said.

Then, he looked at Mu En condescendingly and said, "Now, you are allowed to participate in this trial."

The pink toad jumped on his shoulder and whispered softly.

Mu En smiled and looked at the recorder on the side.

"Go bring two chairs."

"Okay." The young recorder stood up without hesitation and walked outside.

"Wait, go back to your post!" Fudge shouted.

However, the young man ignored his words and just walked quickly outside.

"Quiet, Mr. Fudge, don't yell at a young man who still has some conscience." Moon said.

However, after the young man opened the door, he suddenly fell into a trance.

etc--

What...did you do? !

The next moment, in the dark corridor, a big hand pulled him over.

"director?!"

In the darkness, he saw a familiar face.

"Shh!" Scrimgeour signaled him to be silent, then stepped aside slightly, revealing a very delicate-looking chair behind him.

You could even call it a sofa.

Scrimgeour put his hands on his shoulders and said seriously: "Move the chair to Mr. Moon Jones and record the trial. Otherwise, don't say anything, let alone express your attitude easily, even if it's just facial expression!"

"Don't do anything outside of your responsibilities, do you understand me?"

"Okay...Okay." Paul nodded quickly, his voice trembling.

Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, appeared here for no reason, which suddenly gave him a bad feeling.

It seemed that he felt that... the confrontation that would occur in a while was not even something he should know about.

Then, he quickly moved in the exquisite sofa-like chair.

The Wizengamots among them were even more furious when they saw the chair.

Mu En was also a little surprised... This young man couldn't find such a chair when he went out. He must have been Scrimgeour...

"Sir, please sit down!" Paul put the chair on the ground and felt the eyes of the Wizengamots falling on him like knives.

"Thank you." Mu En nodded, then took out the wand and clicked on the chair. The copied chair quickly grew in size.

"Let's get started." Mu En sat down and waved casually.

"Continue what you were doing——"

"Start again." Mu En interrupted him: "I have no reason to pay for your Ministry of Magic's mistakes!"

"You have been informed by the Ministry of Magic. This is not the fault of the Ministry or the Wizengamot, it is your own problem."

"Indeed." Mu En nodded: "It is a bit difficult to discuss whether what an extremely stupid group does is right or wrong.

You have countless days to change the time, but you just sent the letter this morning..."

"Extremely stupid?! This is the Ministry of Magic! You are facing an inquisition composed of the most elite and smartest wizards in the UK!!" The witch screamed again.

Mu En leaned on the chair and glanced at them all.

"The Inquisition... The United States put "Twelve Angry Men" on the big screen in the 1950s to discuss the law, but what kind of Inquisition are you still doing today... I was wondering if you still implement the pottery banishment law?"

"What is the banishment of pottery fragments?" Fudge looked at the pink toad on his shoulder and whispered.

"Minister... Gua... I don't know either... Gua... He is talking nonsense and questioning the laws of the Ministry of Magic..."

Hearing this, Fudge immediately banged the hammer, and with a proud and lecturing tone, he leaned forward and looked down: "I don't think your knowledge is enough to question the laws that the wizarding world has carefully revised over the years."

"It's enough for me to question the fact that a stupid pig who already holds administrative power can now sit in that position and explain the law openly." Mu En said.

With that said, Mu En stood up and looked directly at Fudge's face that was extremely red because he was humiliated in court.

"From the very beginning, the defendant in this trial was not Rubeus Hagrid!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the Ministry of Magic: "You! The Ministry of Magic are the defendant!

We never need to prove our innocence!

On the contrary, it is you who need to give me and my client an explanation. It is up to you to prove that Rubeus Hagrid did commit the crime of killing others back then! "

Saying that, Mu En suddenly took action, and the next moment, a bright spell hit the high chair.

Click——

The cursed lightning split again, shattering the chair next to the new senior deputy minister at the same time.

The two of them, together with the toad, had no time to react and fell down.

In addition to the screams, there were also shouts from other Wizengamot people!

"minister!!"

"Mr. Fudge—"

Then, a force suddenly held up the three people who had landed, preventing them from hitting the ground directly.

Moon raised her eyes and glanced towards Dumbledore, only to see him raising his hand to hold the three of them in the air.

Of course, the toad was not so lucky. It bounced twice when it hit the ground and croaked several times uncontrollably when it landed.

"If he falls like this, he will at least be disabled." Dumbledore's voice sounded in Moon's ears.

Then, Fudge and his two bodies fell to the ground.

Senior Deputy Minister Loverey Yaxley quickly stood up and tried to drag Fudge up.

"Lawson, help me!" he roared angrily: "Are you blind?"

Recorder Lawson was about to stand up when he suddenly stopped, and then continued to record.

"The defendant counter-charged the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge..."

At the same time, the Wizengamot seats were still noisy, and a deafening voice suddenly sounded.