Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

After Vader entered, Harry, who was sitting on the chair, immediately stood up: "Vade is here, is it time to set off?"

The weather was damp and cold in November, but a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Harry's forehead.

Professor McGonagall looked at the time.

"There is still an hour before Sirius's trial...but I think you don't have the patience to wait here, so why not leave early."

Seeing the expressions on Harry and others' faces, she changed her words.

"But actually, even now, I don't think you should be attending this trial, Mr. Potter."

"Professor..." Harry looked at her with wide eyes.

Professor McGonagall sighed: "Remember what I told you, someone in the court may say something... um... that makes you uncomfortable. Remember that it is just words, don't take it to heart, stay restrained and polite."

"I understand, Professor."

Harry obviously didn't listen very much, his mind had already flown to the Ministry of Magic.

"Okay... let's go then..."

Professor McGonagall looked as if she wanted to hug him, but restrained herself.

She took out a bag of Floo powder and said, "For today only, my office is connected to the Floo network...you all know how to use it, right?"

"Of course...see you later, Professor."

Lupine said politely. He took a pinch of Floo powder and threw it into the fire. He walked in and said clearly: "Ministry Hall!"

The flames rose up with a "boom", and Lupine disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Harry walked over eagerly and sprinkled Floo powder.

"I wish you all the best." Professor McGonagall looked down at him with tenderness and compassion in her eyes.

"See you in a few hours, Professor." Harry smiled and said, "Also, I have finished my Transfiguration homework, Professor!"

"Ministry of Magic Hall!"

The flames engulfed Harry's figure, and only Vader remained.

"Mr. Grey." Professor McGonagall said: "Although I am also a Gryffindor, but I want to say - some Gryffindors are easily carried away by emotions. If... I mean if... the result of the trial is not the same. That's great, I hope you can help them stay sane."

"I will, Professor."

Vader also sprinkled Floo powder.

"Ministry of Magic Hall!"

The green flames reflected Professor McGonagall's dark green robe, and Wade saw her blue eyes.

Her lips were pursed, her eyes revealed deep worry, and her hands were crossed with fingers as if in prayer.

Green flames surrounded him. With his eyes closed, Wade suddenly thought that the two people on trial today were both in Gryffindor when they were in school... and they were both students of Professor McGonagall.

They have mastered the Animagus at a young age, and their performance in the Transfiguration class must have been excellent. They must have given the professor both headaches and pride.

But things have changed and people have changed, and it turned out to be something no one wants to see.

Professor McGonagall must also want to attend, right?

But she is the deputy principal. When Dumbledore is not at school, she must stay here and cannot leave.

Vader once again thought of his plan to improve the double mirror.

Professor Murray once told him the principle of making a double-sided mirror. If the double-sided mirror can be successfully repaired this time, he can start the next step of his plan.

Improve the double-sided mirror and turn one-to-one into one-to-many, thereby realizing the live broadcast function of the magical world.

What a pity...Sirius's trial was a big topic...

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Wade stepped out of the fireplace and saw a magnificent hall in front of him. The walls and ceiling were made of peacock blue bricks, and golden symbols were slowly changing and swimming.

Rows of fireplaces were embedded in wooden boards, and wizards were constantly coming out of them. The fireplace used by Wade and the others was separated, and there was a sign hanging on the side——

【Visitor】.

"Hello." A young, fat witch was sitting behind a desk. She was wearing a light blue robe and said listlessly: "Please register here."

"Hello, ma'am." Lupine stepped forward and said, "Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, and Vader Grey, are here to attend the trial of Sirius Black."

"What...oh my God!"

The witch's eyes widened immediately. She simply ignored Lupin and looked back and forth between the two students twice before finally locking on Harry.

"You're Harry Potter!"

She exclaimed and took a short breath.

After being stunned for two seconds, the witch jumped up suddenly and stretched out her hands: "Hello, Mr. Potter! I grew up listening to your stories! It's so great to meet you!"

"Uh..." Harry shook her hand awkwardly: "Hello...ma'am..."

"I'm Louise Winger." The witch introduced herself proactively. She was so excited that she almost burst into tears: "It's such an honor! I can actually shake hands with you!"

"Well..." Harry had to remind her: "We are here to attend Sirius' trial."

"Oh, yes. Look at me, damn it, I almost forgot. Come with me, please come with me, Mr. Potter."

Wenger said incoherently, and took the initiative to lead the three people to the end of the hall, introducing them to them:

"Guests need to be checked at the security desk and have their wands registered. Of course, Mr. Potter and your companions will be fine, but that's the rule."

Vader glanced back.

Behind them, green sparks rose again in the fireplace. Two wizards, a man and a woman, came out one after another. When they were about to register, they found that no one was there. They were stunned and stood there as if they were at a loss.

"Another wizard came out of the fireplace." Wade reminded the witch: "Is it okay to put your work aside for a while?"

"It's okay, I just asked them to wait for a short while." Wenger waved his hand nonchalantly and asked Harry eagerly: "Mr. Potter, I heard that you, like your parents, were assigned to Gryffindor. many?"

"Yes, yes..."

Harry said sheepishly.

"Are you still used to life at school? I heard that you grew up in the Muggle world. How was your life in the Muggle world..."

Vader looked at Lupine, who shrugged helplessly.

Fortunately, the security checkpoint finally arrived, and Wenger had to stop his endless questioning. She pulled a dozing wizard over and told him to check on the three of them politely.

"This is Mr. Harry Potter!"

Wenger's face flushed with excitement and he said in a tone of suppressed excitement.

The wizard's eyes suddenly widened.

Vader and Lupine, anticipating that a new wave of star-chasing was about to begin, took a step back together.

"Goodbye." Wenger waved to several people cheerfully and said, "Remember to walk from my side when you leave! Mr. Potter, can you sign your name for me then?"

"...Okay." Harry could only say.

Wenger was so happy that he almost jumped back to his post.

"Mr. Potter!" The wizard had already stretched out his hand: "I am Hansen. It is an honor to meet you!"