The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

At this moment, heavy pressure fell on everyone, cold sweat began to flow continuously, panic, fear and despair began to devour their hearts, making them breathless. At this moment, they no longer feel that they are a member of the glory of Wizengamore, but are just as powerless as a small animal being targeted by natural enemies.

It is Longwei.

Although he did not transform into a giant dragon, the dragon power released by Ye Ting still put great mental pressure on the wizards present. Some demeanor.

But in fact, even Dumbledore himself was shocked, because the huge momentum just now almost overwhelmed him, which neither Voldemort nor Grindelwald could do.

Seeing the shivering wizards in front of him, Ye Ting nodded with satisfaction and put away his dragon power. The next moment, the wizards were all in a mess, especially Fudge himself, who was lying on the table and taking a big mouth He was gasping for breath, almost suffocating him just now.

Even in the face of Voldemort, they couldn't put so much pressure on them. They even thought for a moment that the young man in front of him would suddenly turn into a giant dragon and devour everyone present.

From this moment on, everyone's eyes on Ye Ting changed. It was respect, reverence, fear, and jealousy. No one dared to treat him as a fourteen-year-old boy.

Ye Ting returned to the chair, leaned lazily on the backrest, raised Erlang's legs, and said to Fudge: "I didn't come here to accept any trial, on the contrary, I came here to hold you accountable. The Ministry of Magic claims to be able to Controlling the dementors, but indulging them and letting them enter Hogwarts almost caused serious consequences. I need a reasonable explanation from the Ministry of Magic for this matter, otherwise, this matter will not be so simple. finished."

His tone was flat, as if he was just talking about something trivial, but the words he said made Fudge extremely sad, because the people in front of him didn't take him seriously at all, he was provoking him, the Minister of Magic, Provoking the entire Ministry of Magic.

Fudge wanted to get angry, want to scold the boy in front of him, and want to say that the Ministry of Magic would never be threatened, but the words had already reached his lips, but he subconsciously stopped to watch. The scene just now left a deep impression on him - the huge and suffocating psychological pressure is still reverberating in his heart to this day.

So, what he said was nothing but dry excuses.

"That... that was just... an accident, the Ministry of Magic is still... able to maintain control over the Dementors."

However, this stammering defense seemed quite weak, and even Fudge's supporters looked at him with unavoidable disappointment.

Perhaps irritated by his own cowardice, perhaps stimulated by these glances of contempt or disappointment, Fudge burst out.

"Enough, enough!" said Fudge, forcing a look of arrogance on his face. "I'm sorry I interrupted him, but I think we should continue with today's trial instead of—"

At this time, footsteps came from the gate of the courtroom, and an Auror rushed in in a panic. When he saw Ye Ting sitting in the center, he clearly showed a fearful expression, but even so, he still Bravely ran to Cornelius Fudge.

For his speech was interrupted, Fudge seemed very impatient, but after listening to the Auror's whisper, his expression immediately became pleasantly surprised, he looked at Ye Ting viciously, showing a malicious smile .

"My esteemed wizards and witches," he exclaimed suddenly, as the Aurors stepped back, "I have just received news that the halls of our Ministry of Magic have been destroyed!"

The news caused an exclamation.

Fudge was quite satisfied with the response, he continued: "Just now, our Ministry of Magic hall was completely destroyed by a fire, including our fountains, our proud statues, all the fireplaces and elevators, It was all destroyed, and the culprit was this man in front of him."

His fingers pointed to Ye Ting in the center.

"Led by our esteemed Senior Deputy Minister, Ms. Dolores Umbridge, dozens of brave Aurors have been burned while fighting the fire," he exclaimed in an impassioned tone. "More More than 20 Aurors were severely injured in the process of fighting the arsonists. Our heroic Aurors were knocked unconscious by the most vicious criminals on the spot, some were buried in the ground, some were hung from the ceiling On, there was even an Auror who was transformed... in short, was treated cruelly!"

He turned his words and became stern: "The boy in front of you is not just a suspect who attacked the Ministry of Magic staff, but now he is an arsonist, a thug, and I have reason to speculate that he is plotting to overthrow the Ministry of Magic. .My respected witches and wizards, it is very likely that we are fighting against the future Dark Lord, and we must judge him before he causes any greater harm!"

Fudge's speech really surprised everyone. The destruction of the lobby of the Ministry of Magic was something no one expected. Many wizards began to whisper, and some of them looked at Ye Ting with a bad look.

Fudge looked at Ye Ting with some pride, and announced, "Now, we are going to have a new round of trial on you. You will not deny everything I said just now—"

Suddenly, his roar stopped abruptly, and his mouth was tightly closed. Although the muscles in his face were constantly moving, he still couldn't make any sound, and even his face and thick neck were blushed.

"It's ugly." Ye Ting's cold voice interrupted all discussions, "Is it the way your Ministry of Magic works to pass the blame on to others? Confiscate the wand of a wizard who has not been convicted. Searching my personal belongings, taking away my alchemy props, and after an accident of mishandling them, and then shifting the blame to me, is the Ministry of Magic such an ugly and corrupt institution?"

Chapter 0146 Evidence and Memory

As soon as these words were said, the wizards of Wizengamore immediately cast suspicious glances at Fudge.

Fudge's silence magic has been lifted. He glared at Ye Ting and said loudly, "This is a slander, a blatant slander against the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic has always strictly followed the rules and regulations. This is purely his lie."

"Have you had your wand and alchemy tools confiscated?" Ms. Burns asked Ye Ting, her voice full of surprise, "The Ministry of Magic has no such regulations, I don't understand—"

"Don't you understand, Amelia?" Fudge interrupted loudly. "Let me explain. He took a lot of pains to find out that the missteps of the Ministry of Magic could be a wonderful excuse, wonderful indeed. All Aurors, either burnt or knocked out, were all sent to St Mungo's Witch's Hospital, and no one could come to expose his lies."

"Ah, yes," Ye Ting nodded lightly, "it's true that everyone is in St Mungo's, but I remember that there is another Auror named Prout who is still unscathed, why don't we let him come Talk about what the truth of everything is, how about that?"

"Prout?" Saying this name, Fudge's face immediately looked ugly. From the Auror just now, he already knew that if Prout was summoned by the Inquisition, he would never cooperate with him of. If Prout insists on telling the truth after being subpoenaed, isn't he asking for trouble?

"Enough, enough!" said Fudge gruffly. "Who can guarantee that Prout isn't with you?, I'm sure you two have orchestrated a lie—"

However, the Wizengamores looked at Fudge even more suspiciously. Many of them knew Prout and knew him very well. They believed that, according to Prout's character, he would never do anything to collude with outsiders. They have begun to suspect that it is tricky.

Dumbledore cleared his throat. Wizengamore fell silent again.

"I think it's possible that some of the employees at the Ministry of Magic could do something like this," he said with a smile. "After all, it's not the first time that the Ministry of Magic can't control its employees. The strange attack is a good example of this, and I have reason to believe that some Ministry of Magic employee would do something like that to my students in violation of Ministry rules and regulations."

"Ah, Dumbledore, even you can't make such an accusation against the Ministry of Magic." Cornelius Fudge said angrily: "You don't have any evidence of—"

"Oh? Evidence," Ye Ting interrupted Fudge again, "If you want evidence, I'll give it to you."

He pointed a finger to his head, and then slowly pulled out some silver substance from his brain, which was both liquid and gas like clouds.

That was his memory.

Ye Ting muttered something, and then he snapped his fingers. In an instant, all the wizards found that the scene around them had changed. They were no longer sitting in the courtroom dressed as a Christmas tea party, but in the noisy Ministry of Magic hall.

"This is..." Dumbledore looked at Ye Ting and asked.

"This is the scene in my memory."

This shocked the Wizengamores. They had all heard of the Pensieve, a precious magical tool, and knew that the Pensieve could allow people to observe memories from a third-person perspective, but they had not heard of only the Pensieve. It does this with a spell—and casts it without a wand.

"Congratulations, Mr. Ye," Dumbledore praised: "You have created another great spell, and Professor Flitwick will be proud of you."

Ye Ting smiled and nodded.

Everyone now seems to be in a busy lobby, seeing wizards rushing past them, going in and out of the fireplace, but when they reach out, they can't reach them at all .

"Hey, I saw Mrs. Akemore in the elevator." A wizard said to others with interest.

"There is also Professor Phoebus Penrose of the Ministry of Magic's Investigation Committee, who secretly left during work hours, but was discovered by my mother." Another person joked as if he had discovered a big secret.

Soon, they were attracted by what happened next. They saw that Rufus Scrimgeour led the Aurors to escort Ye Ting over, but they were stopped by the security staff of the Ministry of Magic. Immediately afterwards, the security inspector took Ye Ting's wand after checking him.

"I remember that security inspectors can only check visitors and issue certificates." Dumbledore asked Fudge seriously, "They don't have the right to take the wizard's wand, do they?"

"It can't be!" Fudge explained loudly. "It's fake, it's just an illusion he faked!"

However, no one believed his pale explanation. The scene in front of him was much more real than his words. There was absolutely no possibility of forgery in such a specific scene.

Next, they saw the pink toad Umbridge taking the Aurors to stop the Aurors and Ye Ting. After Umbridge announced his authorization order, Scrimgeour left angrily. Next, Umbridge made things difficult for Ye Ting's family.

column behavior.

"Oh, it turns out that the so-called temporary dispatch of Ms. Umbridge by Mr. Minister to pick up Mr. Ye is to do these things." In Wizengamo, a voice said strangely.

Fudge felt even more ashamed, and if there was a door key in front of him now, he would surely be tempted to touch it. At the same time, he secretly hated Umbridge and Ye Ting in his heart. He hated that Umbridge had made such an obvious obstacle to Ye Ting, it was more than a failure; he hated Ye Ting because he actually showed all this shameful face to so many people.

Next is the important scene. Umbridge first caused a riot over the mishandling of the absolute sound bell, and then tried to take the broom, and the resistance of the broom caused a huge fire.

"Is that really a broom just now?" someone asked suddenly.

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