Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"What?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Lord...the mysterious man is still alive?"

"Oh my God! Is he going to start another war?"

Fudge's words were like casting a 'Thunderbolt Explosion' spell in the center of the venue, and the place exploded into chaos.

The hundreds of wizard representatives could no longer be described as talking, they were simply quarreling and roaring one-sidedly, and many people couldn't help but scream.

Most people here expressed doubts about Fudge's words. To put it bluntly, they didn't believe it at all. The death of the Dark Lord was already an established fact. They didn't believe it and were unwilling to believe it.

Some of them showed expressions of surprise, even surprise. Although it has been ten years since Voldemort disappeared, there are still many people or families who are loyal to the Dark Lord.

They were unwilling to believe that Voldemort was dead, and now they were overjoyed to hear the conclusive news. Obviously they believed that this was a great opportunity for the Dark Lord and the pure-blood family to rise again!

At the same time, many people believed Fudge's words, but what they showed was more worry and fear. No one wanted to go back to the dark era when everyone needed to be in danger.

Representatives of them are those wizarding families who have sought refuge abroad and are now returning. Merchants from all walks of life are also very worried about this. After all, the unrest will only make it more difficult to do business.

All of this was clearly seen by Anduin in the center of the venue. At this time, he was recording everyone's reactions and expressions through the recording function enchanted on his monocle.

In fact, not only Anduin, but Dumbledore on the other side of Fudge also took this opportunity to observe them.

In the British wizarding world, who is the enemy and who is the friend can be clearly distinguished from this scene alone.

But what surprised Anduin was that Lucius, a former Death Eater, was so frightened that his face turned pale, obviously showing signs of excessive panic.

"Interesting, it seems that this guy has no loyalty to Voldemort at all. He may be more afraid, but this makes sense. After all, how can some selfish families sincerely sacrifice their lives for a certain person?

Where is everything?"

Anduin smiled to himself, and then he lowered the Malfoy family's danger level by another level.

As for Fudge on the trial stage, he was enjoying the shock and fear shown by everyone. You must know that when he first heard the news, he was also frightened and could not recover for a long time.

"Humph, it's your turn now. I'm going to shock your jaws in a while." Fudge snickered in his heart. From his perspective, it was really rare to see so many wizards losing their composure.

What a wonderful view.

"Ahem!"

However, before Fudge could be intoxicated for long, he heard Anduin coughing next to him. He knew that this was Anduin reminding him to quickly enter the next step.

Yes, this kind of chaos may turn into a riot if it continues for a long time. Fudge nodded secretly in his heart, and then vigorously waved the gavel in his hand.

"quiet!"

"quiet!!"

"quiet!!!"

Even though Fudge continued to raise his voice, it still took him a while to restore calm to the venue. The main reason was that the bombshell news he dropped was so shocking that it was difficult for everyone to concentrate for a while.

"Don't panic, everyone!" Fudge took a breath and continued loudly, "It is indeed true that Voldemort is not dead, but this does not mean that he will threaten the safety of the British wizarding community."

"Because! Standing in front of all the wizarding people is our Ministry of Magic! There are also a group of brave and fearless warriors!"

When he said this, Fudge immediately became righteous, and his sanctimonious expression made him look like a warrior who was not afraid of dangers and stood up.

After seeing Fudge's majestic and upright image and hearing the other party's majestic posture, many people at the scene actually felt a lot calmer.

Obviously sometimes, an authoritative and calm leader can play a greater role than imagined!

On the other side, Fudge became more emboldened after seeing everyone's reactions, and even his demeanor and voice became less performative, as if he had become a real leader at this moment.

"Now please allow me to report to everyone the follow-up of this incident."

Fudge, who found his state, then spoke eloquently to everyone:

"After discovering the traces of Voldemort, Mr. Wilson, who has a sense of justice, immediately contacted the Ministry of Magic."

"After learning about this clue, the Ministry of Magic and myself paid close attention to it as soon as possible and did not turn a blind eye just because it was so unbelievable!"

"Subsequently, with the help of Mr. Wilson, I personally sat in the Auror Command Headquarters, and together with Director Amelia, commanded 40 Aurors and 20 members of the reversal of contingency team, to conduct an attack on the fugitive dark wizard Voldemort.

round up."

"At the same time, with the unremitting efforts of the law enforcement personnel of the Ministry of Magic, we severely injured Voldemort and completely destroyed his possessed body."

"In the end, with the help of the alchemical treasure provided by Mr. Wilson, we successfully arrested the Dark Lord Voldemort who once tried to destroy the order of the British wizarding world!"

"And today, the subject of this trial is Voldemort himself! The Ministry of Magic must let the world know that justice may be late, but it will never be absent!"

Fudge's righteous voice was deafening, and the wizards who were watching in front of him, as well as the Wizengamot Councilors around him, were all astonished.

"What? The Ministry of Magic captured Voldemort alive? Are you kidding?"

"This is ridiculous! There is no way that the powerful Dark Lord can be manipulated like this by you!"

"The Dark Lord has been arrested? He has been arrested? He has been arrested..."

"Merlin's beard, my heart can't bear it anymore. Who can tell me if Fudge has gone insane?"

"Long live the Ministry of Magic! Long live Minister Fudge! Long live Mr. Wilson!"

In just a moment, the trial hall once again fell into an even more chaotic situation than before.

Voices of questioning, cheering, frightened, and unwilling to believe emerged one after another, turning the trial hall into the center of the downtown area in an instant.

People couldn't believe that the once arrogant Dark Lord could be arrested so easily. Compared with this, Fudge just said that the other party was still alive, but it actually seemed more sincere.

In fact, not only the wizards observing the scene, but also the Aurors responsible for security nearby were confused.

What happened? The Ministry of Magic was involved in the capture of Voldemort? How come we didn't know about this? In the past half month, Minister Fudge, Director Amelia and the Auror Command have been extremely busy and busy every day.

Is it about the opening of Magic Communication Network?

Are there any special operations?

However, although the Aurors were full of greetings at this time, fortunately they did not raise any questions in person. Of course, this was because the command had vaccinated them in advance, so that they could ignore any strange remarks they heard at the public trial.

, their duty is only to maintain order on site.

But this extremely explosive information was suddenly poured into the minds of all wizards, causing the scene to become even more chaotic. Even the Aurors could not control it for a while.

"Silence! Silence!! Silence!!! Silence!!!"

This time Fudge had to spend more effort, and even used the 'loud voice' spell, to barely restore calm to the chaotic scene.

"Please stay sensible, everyone!"

Fudge's voice was almost hoarse from shouting. Only then did he feel that it was not a good idea to preside over the trial himself.

"Next, the Ministry of Magic, together with Mr. Wilson, will show you Voldemort in his soul state at this time! Then according to the procedures, he will be tried for the crimes he committed!"

"During this period, I hope everyone can maintain restraint and calmness so that this public trial can proceed smoothly!"

Fudge's expression was extremely serious at this time. He didn't want the chaotic scene to be the same just now. He had to reach a consensus with everyone first.

When everyone heard that Fudge and the others were actually preparing to interrogate Voldemort, and that it was not a joke at all, they immediately became silent.

Because of Fudge's behavior, everyone really realized that everything the other party said was probably true!

People might dare to yell in front of Fudge, but in front of Voldemort? Even if they had a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to say a word of nonsense.

At the same time, everyone has never experienced the scene of judging the Dark Lord, so they can't help but become interested.

Reporters from local and foreign countries have realized that today's public trial may be serious. At this time, they have pointed their long guns and short cannons at the center of the trial hall, for fear of missing every shot.

However, where these reporters were, a huge husky appeared out of nowhere. At this time, it was operating a magic item that was completely different from the magic camera.

"Very good, thank you all for your cooperation." Fudge was very satisfied with the state of the scene, and then turned his head to look at Anduin, "I'll have to trouble you next, Mr. Wilson."

"I'm happy to oblige, Your Excellency Minister!" Anduin nodded gracefully. His acting skills in public were just as good as Fudge's.

Anduin then slowly stood up, walked to the center of the trial hall, and took out the square box containing the soul-capturing beads from his body.

"Next, I will show you Voldemort. He is currently in a soul state and is currently stored in a special container by me. At the same time, please rest assured that Voldemort is very safe at this time and will not cause harm to you.

"

Before opening the square box, Anduin explained to everyone thoughtfully.

"Soul state? Stored in a container? Then how can we be sure that the other party must be... the mysterious person?" A Wizengamot council member near the front row asked doubtfully.

And this is also a question in most people's minds. What if you randomly get a soul and say that the other person is Voldemort, and then deceive them?

"Don't worry. When you see Voldemort, you will be able to judge the authenticity easily. Compared to me, there are many people here who have a closer relationship with him." After saying that, Anduin glanced at Lucius intentionally or unintentionally.

One look at these pure-blood wizards.

Immediately afterwards, Anduin did not care about the reactions of those people, and took out the Soul-Capturing Pearl and gently held it in the palm of his hand.

"Voldemort! Wake up, it's time to get up!" After taking out the soul-capturing bead, Anduin said coldly to it.

But the soul-stirring bead didn't respond at all to Anduin's summons, and it still maintained its azure state.

When the surrounding wizards saw this, they couldn't help but look at Anduin with suspicion. Some of them even grinned. They didn't believe that the Dark Lord would fall into human hands from the beginning.

Even Fudge and others on the trial stage felt a little nervous in their hearts. Anduin wouldn't let his guard down at this critical moment, right?

But Anduin didn't show any surprise when he saw this. He just smiled coldly, and then a burst of electricity suddenly shot up in his palm, "Don't pretend to be dead here with me, you loser!"

"Ah!!! Damn Anduin! I will tear you into pieces!" With a wailing cry, the originally silent soul-capturing orb suddenly became turbid.

As soon as Voldemort's unique hoarse voice that could almost touch the soul appeared, the temperature in the entire trial room dropped several degrees.

The wizards who had always expressed doubts and ridicule towards Anduin were so frightened that their hair stood on end because of this voice.

At the same time, the venue where there were some sporadic discussions suddenly became silent.

Even Fudge, who was on the trial stand, was so frightened that he was all alert. On the one hand, he felt lucky that Voldemort had appeared, but on the other hand, he felt a little afraid. He had never faced Voldemort directly before.

"Ha, aren't you pretending to be dead?" Anduin smiled contemptuously, then took out his wand and pointed at the soul-absorbing orb.

Immediately afterwards, the soul-absorbing bead, which was no bigger than a fist, suddenly expanded and instantly grew to the size of a basketball.

"Voldemort, come and see the friends I invited for you today. There should be many of your acquaintances here, right?"

Anduin raised his hand to make the much larger soul-absorbing bead float into the air. At this time, everyone could clearly see the ferocious face formed by the turbid smoke inside the soul-absorbing bead.

"friend?"

Upon hearing this, Voldemort immediately looked around. He was suddenly awakened, and before he could react for a moment, he was in that box without a trace of light, doing almost nothing except sleeping.

After a quick glance, Voldemort immediately saw clearly the environment in front of him and those people!

Voldemort's eyes were the first to lock onto the figure on the trial platform opposite, and then he gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice, "Albus! Minerva! Amelia! Barty! Bianca!..."

When Voldemort called Fudge one by one, he suddenly paused, "And you...who are you?"

Fudge, who was ignored by Voldemort, suddenly felt very humiliated. I am sitting in the middle and I can be ignored by you? So he took courage and shouted loudly, "I am the current Minister of Magic! Cornelius Fudge!"