Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Arthur Weasley's roar shocked everyone present, even Umbridge, the pink toad who served as the clerk.

They also looked at Mr. Arthur in the audience as if they had seen a ghost, not to mention Cornelius Fudge standing in the judge's seat.

You know, in the past two weeks, he has dealt with countless high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic.

Even those guys, although some of them were dissatisfied and resentful, no one dared to yell at him in public.

Not to mention the absurd statement he made in public that he would sue everyone present in the future.

This action made Cornelius Fudge stunned for a moment, and it was his lackey Umbridge who reacted first.

He said it in that unique voice, in a sarcastic tone.

"There's no need to put on such a brave face, Mr. Arthur Weasley, if we have no evidence."

"It is impossible to invite you here. Moreover, according to the British Magical Wizarding Convention, the Minister of Magic is under special circumstances."

"The power to declare an emergency, and in such circumstances, your personal right to privacy as a public servant of the Ministry of Magic."

"We are also under supervision. What we did was completely reasonable and legal. Your request for future prosecution is completely nonsense."

Mr. Arthur was completely furious if Cornelius Fudge held the position of Minister for Magic.

She is his nominal supreme leader, and he should not speak like that. So every word said by this disgusting woman in front of him matters.

It would only make Mr. Arthur more angry, and he retorted without hesitation.

"Very well then, I was wondering if all you just said was on behalf of Mr. Fudge or yourself."

"If it is on behalf of Mr. Fudge, then very good. As an employee of the British Ministry of Magic, I also have the rights according to the Wizarding Convention."

"Ask our Minister of Magic what threats the British wizarding community is facing right now."

"We need to enter a state of emergency. I have the legal right to know. A state of emergency can be declared by the Minister of Magic."

"But it must be voted through by the Micro-Gama Council before it can take effect. The unilateral declaration of a state of emergency only exists in one situation."

"That is, the British wizarding world is facing the threat of war. Then who is our enemy?"

"Is it the recent discussion on the streets about Voldemort's imminent return, or Headmaster Dumbledore, or just some people?"

"Using the power granted by law to carry out dirty actions to exclude dissidents."

Lies never hurt people, the truth is always as sharp as a knife. When the real king lion roars, even the most eloquent parrot has to shut its mouth.

Mr. Arthur's roar tore off the fig leaf that Cornelius Fudge had carefully woven, threw it to the ground, and stepped heavily on it.

He pointed at Mr. Arthur in the audience with a strange expression, trembling for a long time but unable to say a word.

Mr. Arthur seemed to be completely fearless. It would be too late to regret what he said anyway, so he might as well take advantage of the opportunity to talk to this guy directly today.

He just wanted to curse to his heart's content, so he continued to bombard.

"The bodies of the two Aurors were never brought back to the Ministry of Magic. In the end, it was the children of Hogwarts who held a funeral for them."

"Shouldn't we be ashamed of this? And the debate about Headmaster Dumbledore."

"It was originally just a topic of conversation among some lazy people, but it has developed into a major event that affects the entire British wizarding world."

"Throughout the entire process, it is hard not to suspect that some powerful people wanted to take this opportunity to undermine the authority of Headmaster Dumbledore."

"To gain political capital from this, and Voldemort, if those two Aurors were really killed because of him."

"Then you can declare a state of emergency, Minister, but you should also make all the truth public."

“Our people have a right to know that cannot be taken away from them, not as it is now.”

Mr. Arthur's eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, including the two men in black who had captured him.

At the beginning, these people all had a look of gloating or watching a joke on their faces.

But now, when this ordinary civil servant, whom they would never even look at on weekdays, looks at them.

These guys instinctively wanted to retreat.

Mr. Arthur witnessed the cowardly expressions of these people, but he was like the great ancient king whose name he represented.

Draw out the Sword in the Stone, the symbol of the throne, and swing the sword at these shameless people hiding in the darkness.

Continue to shout loudly.

"Instead of hiding everything as you are doing now, and then using the power granted to you by the law."

"Instead of following the original obligation of the law to protect and safeguard our people, they abused their power, acted recklessly, and excluded dissidents."

"Every one of you here should be ashamed of your actions today."

"enough!!!"

A roar of anger came from the stage, and Cornelius Fudge's face turned red, staring at Mr. Arthur in the audience.

If looks could kill, Mr. Arthur would have been cut into pieces by now.

He took a deep breath and said without question.

"Arthur Weasley, for making statements critical of Ministry policy and committing serious libel against the Minister of Magic."

"The facts are clear and the evidence is irrefutable. He will be dismissed from the Ministry of Magic immediately and handed over to the Wizengamot Council for prosecution."

"You must take responsibility for your actions today."

"I protest!!" Mr. Arthur also responded sharply.

He was now locked in this small chair, unable to move, but he still tried to raise his hands above his head.

Shouted loudly.

"You have no right to do this. You cannot fire me without going through any legal process."

"Moreover, nothing I did violated any law. Why do you baselessly accuse and judge me?"

"This is a violation of my human rights and I want to file a complaint."

Mr. Arthur did not protest verbally, nor was he ambiguous physically, to the two men in black who tried to control him.

Although his body was restrained in many ways, he still struggled hard and the situation was somewhat out of control for a while.

Seeing this scene, Cornelius Fudge, who was timid at heart, was a little scared for a moment.

After all, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. What if this guy really wants to go to the point of fighting to the death?

His own situation would become very passive, so he pretended to be a judge again and spoke to save his dignity.

"You still want to appeal? Everything you just said is blatant slander and defamation."

"I am declaring a state of emergency simply because we have serious internal problems within the British Ministry of Magic."

"As for Headmaster Dumbledore, his problems have nothing to do with me. Voldemort is a lie. He is dead and will never come back!!"

As a result, less than a second after he finished speaking, the door of the room was roughly pushed open from the outside.

Cornelius Fudge looked at the guy who broke in and was about to get angry, but he saw the guy gasping and shouting loudly.

"This is terrible, Minister, Voldemort is leading his men to attack Hogwarts!!!"