Hogwarts Homecoming

"How did the Muggle postman suffocate to death on a chocolate frog?"

Amosta's cold and hard voice echoed in the cold courtroom, and it was loud and clear!

The 'resourceful' minister's staff officer, Dolores Umbridge, could no longer maintain her fake smile. She stared at Amosta Brain in surprise, the corners of her eyes twitching.

Chocolate frog actually has such safety measures?

Just kidding, who would have thought of this? !

The makers and executors of this plan are all well-known figures in the British wizarding world. How could they pay attention to such details?

"This-"

Fudge's eyes finally showed fear,

"I've never heard of--"

he said hesitantly.

"I can attest to that, Honorable Secretary Fudge--"

At the trial seat, a wizard with a thick brown curly beard and a scholarly temperament stood up. He bowed to Fudge in a neither humble nor condescending manner, and then said calmly to his colleagues,

"Currently, there are more than forty workshops in the British wizarding community producing chocolate frogs, and their production standards are all unified."

"Enough!"

Umbridge suddenly became furious, which shocked the wizards and scholars who stood up to 'populate science'.

Blaine can no longer be allowed to ‘play freely’!

Umbridge's eyes flashed with cruelty, and she yelled at the audience,

"Even if the chocolate frog has some security settings, what does it prove? Brian, maybe the chocolate frog that Potter bought was not up to standard, which is why this tragedy happened!"

The brown-bearded wizard opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw Amosta Brain smiling friendlyly at him and pressing his hand to signal him to sit down, he stopped arguing.

"You mean-"

Amosta asked slowly,

"Among the hundreds of thousands of chocolate frogs of acceptable quality sold in the wizarding world every year, one unqualified one happened to be bought by Harry James Potter, and that chocolate frog was killed by an extremely coincidental A Muggle?"

Harry blinked his green eyes. He shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

Umbridge glanced at the speechless Minister of Magic in disappointment, feeling very anxious in her heart.

Under Amosta's questioning, the situation has become dangerous. At this time, the confidence and toughness of the Ministry of Magic must be shown, otherwise, things will be dangerous!

"All the Ministry of Magic's accusations against Harry James Potter are based on solid evidence. Blaine, your question is just your guess!"

Umbridge spoke quickly and said sharply,

"There is no doubt that Harry James Potter committed a crime. If you cannot produce conclusive evidence to prove that Harry James Potter is innocent, then I suggest that Harry James Potter be sentenced to Azka All the members of the Wizengamot Tribunal are imprisoned in the Ban Magic Prison, you can vote by a show of hands!"

Imprisonment of all beings in Azkaban? !

The hairs all over Harry's body trembled, and he looked at Professor Blaine's back almost pleadingly!

Say something more. Say something more, Professor!

Harry bit his lip, the nails of his clenched fists digging into his flesh!

Ron and Hermione also forgot that they were also defendants. Their lips were slightly parted, and they looked at Professor Blaine imploringly, with an unwavering expression on his profile.

Dumbledore finally raised his head, the wrinkles on his wind-carved face smoothed out, and his blue eyes flickered as he stared at Amosta!

"You need evidence. Do you?"

Amid the commotion among the Wizengamot members, Amosta finally smiled, as if he saw the prey he had been waiting for finally falling into the trap!

"Do you have evidence?"

Fudge opened his mouth wide and stared at Amosta in horror.

Stupid, how can you ask this at this time? !

Umbridge was filled with hatred. She no longer cared about what evidence Brian could produce, nor did she care that it was the Minister of Magic who was actually presiding over the trial, and she was taking over for him.

If Blaine is allowed to continue making trouble at this time, they will be doomed!

"The Wizengamot has had enough of your nonsense, Brain, we don't have time to listen to you fabricating facts anymore-"

Umbridge screamed.

"Do you need me to reiterate the Wizengamot Charter of Rights?!"

Amosta's voice was like thunder, rumbling in the dark room.

Decisive!

Must be decisive!

Now is the most critical time!

Umbridge gasped, her toad-like eyes bloodshot. She knew that her and Fudge's conspiracy was not seamless, but neither of them expected that Brian could find so many loopholes in such a short period of time!

You know, just to be sure, Harry Potter's charges were not officially announced until after the trial began. This was done so that Dumbledore and Blaine would have no direction to investigate!

"Everyone in the Wizengamot, Brian is obviously interfering with the normal trial process. I think he should be expelled from the court to try Connelly!"

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Fudge was dumbfounded. He heard Dolores calling him,

"What, oh. Yes, yes, expulsion!"

"Dolores, Connelly, what do you want to do!"

Ms. Bones stood up suddenly, her eyes filled with anger and disbelief.

"Amosta's defense is acting in accordance with the Wizengamot Charter of Rights. You have no right to expel him!"

"Oh, that's what I think."

Ludo Bagman also stood up with an extremely uneasy expression.

"It's really not reasonable. I mean, expel Amos. We should see the evidence of Amos, right? We are trying Harry Potter now."

"I see, Ludo"

Umbridge choked, she stared at Ludo with a cannibalistic look,

"You suddenly asked to participate in the trial. I thought you betrayed the Ministry of Magic!"

Umbridge's frightening expression almost made Ludo flee,

"What betrayal?"

Ludo sweated and stammered,

"I just said that Amos's questioning was in line with the Charter"

What's going on?

Is there an internal fight within the Ministry of Magic?

The members of the Wizengamot looked at the four high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic who were arguing with each other, and they were all a little at a loss!

"Cornelly!"

Umbridge shouted again in exasperation.

"Yes, that's right!"

Cornelly Fudge finally found the clue. He glared at Amostar who was watching the farce coldly.

"Amostar Braine interfered with the normal trial and expelled him!"

"Cornelly!"

Dumbledore stood up. He turned to look at the podium, with a flame in his blue eyes.

"Are you really going to do this?"

The imposing Dumbledore made Fudge shrink for a moment, but he immediately straightened his chest and shouted breathlessly,

"Dementors, expel Amostar Braine!"

Snap!

The dark light film on the high ceiling broke instantly, and the cold air immediately eroded downwards!

Click, click, click.

Harry and the other two sitting on the chairs were still staring at all this in amazement, and then they heard a sound of teeth chattering.

Hiss.

The chain that his arm touched suddenly became icy and penetrated his bones. Harry took a breath in pain and looked over in horror. The chain heads on both sides of the handrails were covered with white frost!

The already dim firelight in the courtroom was also swallowed up, the world lost its color, and everything turned gray!

The Wizengamot members on the fan-shaped stands fell to the ground. They watched in horror as the ghost-like ghosts on the ceiling quickly descended and surrounded Amosstar Braine, who was standing in front of the three defendants.

In the world without color, the only ones who still retained their own colors were Amosstar Braine and Albus Dumbledore!

The fiery breath around them made them look like two burning torches in the cold world!

Finally, Amosstar made a move.

He stood there quietly, and under the gaze of Albus Dumbledore, he slowly raised his head in this frozen world.

At least thirty Dementors were approaching him. Amosita could see the rotten faces like skulls under the Dementors' wide black robes.

A hollow soul that had lost everything.

Amosita sighed inwardly. The next second, his eyes shone brightly. A flying snake with black and white wings on its back flashed through his eyes. His thunderous, majestic and inviolable shout was deafening.

"Go back!" (End of this chapter)