Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

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"Sir, please."

Percy bowed his head, bowed slightly, and made a please gesture.

His presence made Mike intrigued and asked softly, "Are you now Fudge's assistant?"

"No, sir." Percy still lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Mike, "I still work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

Nodding, seeing that Percy didn't mean to talk to him, Mike didn't reluctantly, and sat down with Mario along the direction Percy pointed.

The seats for the two of them are located on the right side of the entire courtroom, right next to the two old witches just now. When they saw Mike sitting down, the two old witches in purple robes with silver W badges on their chests The witch suddenly became interested, grabbed Mike's hand and began to ask:

"Aren't you Harry Potter?"

"How old are you this year?"

"Oh! Young man, you are so handsome, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes, it's a pity, I still want to introduce my granddaughter to you."

After 'investigating' Mike's account, the two old ladies finally threw the question they really wanted to ask,

"By the way, I heard that Dumbledore is coming today, is that true?"

Looking at the two old women's eyes that were still shining even though they were covered by black veils, Mike's expression instantly became a little weird. He sorted out the language and said slowly:

"He... should come. After all, it was Harry Potter who was being tried."

"Oh! That's great!" one of the old women applauded. "But why haven't they arrived yet? It's already past court time, and if they're a little later, the Wizengamore Court will be Sentence them to abscond in fear of crime."

As soon as the words fell, the heavy door of the courtroom was pushed open, and Harry's thin figure appeared in front of everyone.

Suddenly, there were whispers in the courtroom, and many people cast unkind glances at Harry.

To be late is extremely disrespectful.

"you are late!"

Fudge's cold voice echoed in the courtroom.

"Sorry," Harry said nervously, "I didn't know the time had changed!"

"That's not Wizengamore's fault!" said Fudge. "We've lined up with owls to let you know this morning. Now, sit down!"

Harry wanted to continue to explain, but when he heard Fudge's words, he had to silently shut up.

Harry's seat was in the very center of the entire courtroom, an old chair with many rusted chains.

Generally speaking, when there is a criminal sitting on it, the chains will automatically swing up and tie the criminal firmly.

However, when Harry sat up, the chains just twisted a few times like a snake, and didn't tie Harry up.

Mike sneered while watching this scene.

This guy Fudge is too indecisive. If he really has decided to stand on the opposite side of Dumbledore, he should do everything!

Instead of doing some small actions that offend people but make them feel painless like they are today.

Harry's being late today was like a joke.

The time on their invitations to the jury members was all eight o'clock in the morning, which meant that Fudge had already set the time.

However, he said that the Ministry of Magic had temporarily changed the time and expelled owls, which was simply too rough to be framed.

"Very well, the defendant is finally here, let's get started." Fudge turned to look across the bench and said, "Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir."

Percy's voice came from the darkness, and Harry in the center of the courtroom shuddered visibly when he heard the familiar voice.

"August 12th trial," Fudge said in a loud and excited voice, while Percy, who was beside him, hurriedly started recording, "the trial of the man who lives at 4 Privet Road, Little Whinging, Surrey, Harry James Potter breaches the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act and the International Statute of Secrecy."

"Justice: Minister of Magic Connelly Fudge, Director of Magical Law Enforcement Division Amelia Burns, Senior Deputy Minister Dolores Umbridge. Trial Recorder: Percy Weiss Lay..."

Every time Fudge called out a name, the person called stood up and bowed to the jury.

And the guy named Umbridge is undoubtedly the most interesting.

Because she was so ugly, in the words of the two old witches next to Mike, who were laughing, 'that guy looks like the toad my son raised...'.

Fudge went on to say: "Defendant witnesses: Albus Percival-Wolfric-Brian Dumbledore."

When Fudge announced the last name, the door of the courtroom was slammed open, and then, Dumbledore in a black and blue robe walked in.

Everyone almost stood up and looked at the tall figure slowly walking towards the door in surprise, and the two old witches screamed and waved to Dumbledore.

"Ah, Dumbledore." Fudge looked panicked. "Yeah, so you—er—you got our letter—know the time and place of the interrogation have changed?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't receive it. But I made a lucky mistake and arrived at the Ministry three hours early, so it didn't get in the way."

"Yes...is it?"

Fudge obviously hadn't reacted to the shock of Dumbledore's sudden appearance, and the members of the Wizengamore were still chatting and fidgeting at the moment.

"Okay, let's go on," Fudge said, swallowing and moving the document in front of him, "then now it's the... charge. Yes, charge the defendant with the following crime: the defendant has been charged with a similar charge before. Written warning from the Ministry of Magic, this time with full knowledge of the illegality of his actions, deliberately at 16:32 pm on August 10, in a Muggle settlement, in the presence of a Muggle , released a Patronus Charm. This act violated Section 3 of the Law on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards of 1875, and Article 13 of the International Confederation of Wizards Secrecy Act."

"You're Harry Potter at 4 Privet Drive?"

Fudge asked, glaring at Harry.

"Yes."

"You were warned by the Ministry of Magic three years ago for the illegal use of magic, didn't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"And you conjured up a Patronus with magic on August 2?"

"Yes……"

"You knew you weren't even seventeen, and you knew there was a Muggle nearby, didn't you?"

"Yes!" Harry couldn't bear it any longer. "I use magic because we..."

"You conjured up a fully materialized Patronus?"

This time Harry was interrupted by a witch with a monocle.

"Yes, because..."

"God, is he only fifteen years old this year?" The witch interrupted Harry again and began to discuss with the people around him.

"Yeah, what a genius, can you tell me how you did it?"

"Professor Lupin and Mike taught me in the third grade. I don't think it's anything. Mike has done much better than me, and he will be able to release the physical Patronus at that time."

"Mike? Do you mean Mike Townley?"

"That's right."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the courtroom completely exploded.

Almost everyone on the field cast their eyes on Mike, and their eyes became much kinder.

To know that the release of the physical Patronus has been a criterion for judging whether a person can join Wizengamo since ancient times. The reason why these Wizengamore members didn't want to see Mike in the beginning was simply because Mike wasn't a Wizengamore member himself, and they didn't think Mike deserved to sit with them.

But it's different now. A third grader can release the little wizard of the physical guardian angel.

Joining Wizengamona in the future is almost a certainty.

And the two old witches next to him grabbed Mike's hand tightly, with a strange brilliance in their eyes.

"Is what he said true?" one of the witches asked excitedly. "What is your patron saint?"

"It's a raven, ma'am."

"Oh! It's that cute little creature!" Another witch said suddenly, "Mike, you don't mind if I call you that? (Mike nods) My granddaughter likes ravens the most, and I'd like to invite you when the trial is over. Can you go to my house?"

"e, this..."

The expression on Mike's face was slightly embarrassed, but fortunately, Uncle Mario stood up at this time.

"Well, Patil, Mike has promised me to visit my house later."

"Is that so?" Patil looked at Mike suspiciously, and Mike nodded quickly, "This is such a pity. However, Mike. I still hope that you can think about it carefully. I know my granddaughter is much prettier than Mr. Foley's daughter."

"Patil!"

"Well, well, I won't say it anymore. It's a disappointment that you're still so bad-tempered, Mr. Foley."

...

Mario and the witch were frantically interacting, and Mike could only smile awkwardly on the side.

At this time, Harry and Dumbledore in the audience also discovered Mike.

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised at all, but Harry was different, only to see him grow his mouth and stare at Mike on the stage in disbelief.

Aware of Harry's gaze, Mike also smiled and blinked at Harry, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Quiet!" Fudge roared angrily, seeing that the discipline of the court was about to spiral out of control, "It's not a matter of how great magic is, in fact I think the more great the worse, because he did it in front of a Muggle. made!"

Hearing this, the Wizengamo members who had been watching Mike nodded as well.

Being able to release the physical Patronus at a young age only means that Harry is not a dark wizard and has a strong magical talent.

But that doesn't mean Harry is a good, law-abiding citizen.

Be aware that breaching the Statute of Secrecy is a felony, and even a three-year-old knows that.

And now that Harry dares to knowingly commit a crime, it shows that Harry essentially doesn't take the law seriously at all.

Thinking like this, the eyes of the jury members turned cold again.

A gifted criminal can cause far more damage than the average criminal!

Harry in the center of the courtroom was also angry after noticing the changes in the eyes of the jury members. He stood up from the chair with a rub, which shocked everyone in the courtroom, especially the side of the chair. , they wrapped around Harry almost as quickly as he got up.

"Peng!"

There was a loud bang, Dumbledore shot, and those chains were bounced off by a huge force as soon as they approached Harry.

"Presumptuous! Dumbledore, how dare you use a spell to resist in court!"

A roar came from Fudge's mouth, and many of the Wizengamore members on the jury stood up, wands in their hands, as if ready to cast a spell on the center of the long.

Harry was terrified by this change, and he stood there foolishly holding the chains and the people on the jury bench, neither sitting nor standing.

Just then, Dumbledore's big hand rested on his shoulder, pushed him back into the chair, and then shouted at Fudge, "Harry's just too nervous, there's nothing wrong with him. As for me , I did violate the rules of the Ministry of Magic, so Fudge, are you going to arrest me and put me in Azkaban?"

"This……"

Fudge was silent.

Seriously, Fudge really wanted to throw Dumbledore into Azkaban if he could. But does he dare?

No, he dare not!

Dumbledore is the strongest white wizard in the world today, and he has been the headmaster of Hogwarts for decades. The students he teaches are all over the world of the Ministry of Magic, and some of them are beyond the power. generation.

If only these people knew that they had put Dumbledore in Azkaban for such a trivial matter.

Then yourself...

Shaking his head, Fudge couldn't imagine the tragic scene he would face after doing so.

Seeing Fudge on the stage getting more and more gloomy but not speaking, Dumbledore chuckled and said:

"Hehehe, all right Fudge, let's stop worrying about these irrelevant questions. Let me answer your first question. Harry, my student, the reason why he cast the Patronus Charm in front of a Muggle, It's all one of them when the two of them were attacked by a Dementor!"

As soon as these words came out, the courtroom, which was still echoing with whispers, immediately became silent.

After a while, the witch with the monocle frowned and asked:

"Dementors? That's impossible. Dumbledore, you should be well aware that all dementors serve in Azkaban and will not leave Azkaban without orders from the Ministry of Magic. So, you Now you mean someone at the Ministry of Magic ordered the Dementors to attack Harry Potter?!" \u0026lt;/tent\u0026gt;

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