Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Perhaps because he had experienced so many storms, Dumbledore seemed particularly calm, with a peaceful smile on his face, as if Fudge's clumsy calculations could not shake him at all. To him, this was just a small wave in the long river of life, insignificant.

In contrast, Fudge's original high and mighty dignity completely collapsed. The moment Dumbledore appeared, the calmness on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by an undisguised panic.

"Ah... Dumbledore," Fudge's face looked as ugly as if he had just swallowed a fly, and his hands unconsciously grasped the edge of the table, "It seems that you received a letter from the Ministry of Magic, knowing that the time of the interrogation has been changed."

There was a murmur in the courtroom, and the members of the Wizengamot whispered to each other, all looking at Dumbledore.

The wizarding world has been calm recently, and they believe Fudge more and more, thinking that Dumbledore's statement about the return of the mysterious man is just a lie. Otherwise, the mysterious man would have jumped out to cause trouble long ago.

Therefore, most people frowned and looked at Dumbledore with great dissatisfaction.

Dumbledore broke the silence. He didn't care about the looks on everyone's faces. His voice was as cheerful as ever, even a little joyful.

"I didn't receive any notification from the Ministry of Magic, but luckily I arrived at the Ministry of Magic three hours in advance, so I didn't miss such an important trial."

He deliberately emphasized the word "important", and there was a hint of imperceptible sarcasm in the intonation, which made Fudge's face even more embarrassed.

Dumbledore waved his wand and conjured himself a chair, then sat down next to Harry.

"Connelly, I think we can proceed with the trial."

"Oh - yes," Fudge moved the documents unwillingly, pulled out a piece of parchment and read aloud: "The defendant Harry Potter is accused of the following crimes..."

"Wait!"

Before Fudge could finish his words, he was interrupted again. He raised his head and looked angrily at Harry who made the sound.

"Before the trial begins, I would like to ask the Minister of Magic why I was not notified in advance of the change in the time and location of the trial. Before coming to the Ministry of Magic, the notice I received was that the trial would be held at nine o'clock this morning in the office of Ms. Burns, Director of the Department of Law Enforcement."

Harry's tone was extremely calm, he already knew the truth about the attack, and he also knew that he would be fine today, so he was very confident now.

He just sat in his chair, looking at Fudge with a strange look.

"Fortunately, Professor Swan was very prudent and brought me to the Ministry of Magic at 7 o'clock. We only then learned that it was an hour early. Otherwise, we would have missed the trial and wasted everyone's energy and time."

Harry stared straight at Fudge, without any fear in his words, as if it was not him who was being tried today, but the high and mighty Fudge.

"That's not the Ministry's fault," Fudge interrupted impatiently. "The Ministry owled you this morning."

"Oh," Harry said with a hint of contempt, "it seems that the owl must have delivered the letter to the wrong place, such as my aunt's house, and I moved to Swann Manor a long time ago after being attacked by the Dementors."

"In addition, I would like to remind the Minister that according to the laws of the Ministry of Magic, when any of the date and location of the trial is changed, the defendant must be notified at least two days in advance."

In the past few days, with the help of Hermione, Harry had studied almost all the legal provisions of the Ministry of Magic. With the memory-enhancing effect of Buffy's brain-stimulating drugs, he easily memorized those provisions in his mind. Therefore, after learning that Fudge temporarily changed the time and place of the interrogation, he immediately thought of using this law to fight back.

"That is to say, today's trial is not legal at all," he said with a mocking smile, "But in order to avoid everyone having to make another trip and wasting time on my off-campus spellcasting, I am still willing to cooperate with the minister and proceed with today's trial."

"But, Minister Fudge, I sincerely remind you to improve your legal literacy in the future, so as not to violate the laws of the Ministry of Magic without knowing it."

There was a commotion in the conference room, and everyone was stunned by Harry's move of turning the tables.

"As expected of the savior, this is amazing. He found Fudge's loophole right away."

"This must be due to the guidance of an expert. Anyway, I don't believe that a child can be so familiar with the laws of the Ministry of Magic."

"This trial is going to be interesting. Fudge is really outrageous. He even has to call a Wizengamot meeting for such a trivial matter as underage spellcasting."

"He's even more powerful than I thought," Amelia looked at Harry Potter in the dock in surprise, then turned to Sebastian and said, "To be honest, if I hadn't come to this courtroom with you two, I would have thought that you taught him all those words."

"This is the savior. He has seen all kinds of big scenes," Sebastian said in a voice that everyone around could hear. "The previous competition made him have a big heart, and in the end he escaped from the mysterious man. Compared with that kind of danger, the current situation is nothing."

Dumbledore glanced at Harry, then looked at Fudge with a smile.

He found that Harry's fighting ability was too strong today and he was not easy to deal with at all. It would be difficult for Fudge to save face today.

Fudge's face turned darker and darker, as if he had been punched in the face. He did not answer Harry's words, but said gloomily: "The trial continues!"

"On July 26th, at 8:05 p.m., the defendant, Harry Potter, cast the Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle..."

"I was doing it to protect myself!" Harry interrupted bluntly, "I was attacked by two Dementors that night. According to the law, underage wizards can use any magic to protect themselves when their lives are in danger."

"So, the Ministry of Magic's accusations against me are simply not true."

Harry completely ignored the Ministry's procedure and continued speaking.

"In addition, this is my first time casting a spell outside of school. According to the 'Law on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards' enacted in 1875, even if I violated the law this time, the Ministry of Magic can only give me a warning instead of mobilizing a large number of people to try me here, let alone threaten to destroy my wand."

"Finally, I would like to remind the Minister," he smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "that expelling students is the right of the Hogwarts headmaster, and the Ministry of Magic cannot interfere in this matter."

The courtroom fell into an eerie silence. If what the Savior said was true, then this trial was undoubtedly a huge waste of everyone's time.

funny!

So funny!

Many Wizengamot members had the same thought. Their eyes fell on Harry Potter again, and they had a new evaluation of him.

However, to everyone's surprise, Fudge not only did not get angry, but instead showed a smile of confidence.

"There is nothing wrong with what the defendant said, but if the defendant could be polite and listen to my accusation, he would find that my accusation has nothing to do with casting spells outside the school."

"What I am alleging is that the defendant, Harry Potter, used his Patronus to brutally murder a patrolling Ministry of Magic employee, the Dementor, on the evening of July 26th."