The Trinity of Harry Potter

Peter's psychological defense was broken through, and he revealed his dirty deeds like pouring beans into a bamboo tube under the eyes of everyone.

At first, Fudge tried feebly to stop the trial, at least not now.

If Peter is imprisoned for two days, and then the Daily Prophet blows the whistle at high intensity for a while, Fudge's image can still be restored.

Maybe you can have a happy funeral and portray yourself as an upright person.

However, Dominic, who was sitting next to him, gave him a playful look at the right time, and Fudge immediately shut his mouth.

Cover the lid? You can't even cover the mouths of the British. It would be strange if the French didn't make today's events into a ditty and sing for ten years!

Ridiculing politicians is a traditional art of the French. Ridiculing the British is an instinct engraved in their genes.

Combine the two, double the happiness!

It's better not to open your mouth and bring shame on yourself.

Kano had already retreated to the back and sat next to Dominic again.

"You blocked all his escape routes. If I'm not mistaken, you took care of everything including the drama." Dominic asked in a positive tone.

"What is Mr. Dominic talking about? I'm just a third-grade wizard, so I don't understand." Kano expressed his confirmation in a doubtful tone.

Two foxes, one big and one small, clinked glasses with each other and laughed.

The next day, the Daily Prophet reported on its front page what happened at the Hogwarts Christmas dinner last night.

Peter Pettigrew was brought back to the Ministry of Magic for a second trial. If nothing else, a kiss from a dementor would not be able to escape.

The dementors hovering outside Hogwarts were cursed and taken away by the Ministry of Magic and sent back to serve as jailers. The curfew in Hogsmeade was lifted.

"It's all because of Minister Fudge's wise leadership that the Ministry of Magic has changed its previous slow style and punished rape and eradicated evil in a vigorous and resolute manner. We must continue to support the Minister's work..."

During breakfast time, Hermione took the newspaper and read it with one foot on the table. She was really offended by the shamelessness of the Ministry of Magic and didn't care about her own image at all.

Every time she read a sentence, the little wizards booed, the Gryffindor students were the loudest, and the Slytherins also responded.

The professors did not raise their heads at all and concentrated on eating breakfast. It seemed that what was ringing in their ears was not the noise, but the music of Mozart.

Without Sirius showing up, all his charges were cleared. Now everyone is still looking for him, but the purpose has changed.

People's fear of him before has now turned into admiration. Some people even found photos of Sirius when he was young and formed a fan group.

"So when can I go out? I want to watch Peter die!" Sirius, who was admired by everyone, was still hiding in the villa, holding a newspaper with a ferocious face and asked Kano.

He really didn't expect that Kano could take off Peter's disguise so smoothly and nail him to the pillar of shame.

As for his own reputation of innocence? He never cared. If Kano hadn't reminded him that Harry needed to be taken care of, Sirius would have wanted to go back to Azkaban to continue atonement.

"Let me just say this, if you wait here for one more day, Fudge will pay more attention to you."

"If you show up again when his official position is in jeopardy, he will be closer to you than your own father." Kano said, "In order to keep his official position, he will try his best to satisfy any request you have."

This is what is called a politician, and incompetent politicians are the most bottomless among them.

"I'm not interested in extortion, I just want to watch Peter die as soon as possible." Sirius waved his hand, "Even in the Black family, you are probably the most cunning ones. I am too lazy to think about it anymore. You tell me the earliest

I just need to go out anytime."

"Two days before the end of Christmas vacation," Cano replied.

"Why?" Hermione on the side raised her hand obediently and asked, as if she was in class. She seemed to be very interested in these, "Do you have any follow-up plans?"

"Actually, I am going to France, and I also want to take a vacation!" Cano said with a smile, "How come I have become the cunning person you think of me? Am I like that?"

The trio in the villa, Lupine and Sirius nodded together.

Kreacher poked his head out of the kitchen and replied sharply: "This is Black's excellent tradition! Just keep it up, young master!"

Everyone laughed.

"By the way, if you humiliate Fudge like this, will you be targeted by him in the future?" Lu Ping was a little worried. As a werewolf, he knew the horror of being targeted by power agencies.

"Haha, Fudge doesn't have the time to trouble me now." Kano smiled and waved his hand, "He wants to free up his hands to deal with me, but he has to wait until he has dealt with the internal challenger."

"But does he really have this ability?"

The answer is "no".

During the second trial conducted by the Ministry of Magic, Peter, a coward, even revealed his private dealings with Fudge. If the Wizengamot trial had not been open to the public, Fudge would have been forced to step down immediately.

It's almost done now, and many people have become active. For example, Rufus Scrimgeour, who showed decisiveness last night, has several supporters faintly appearing around him.

"I have long discovered that these articles praising Fudge and Peter are not normal. I didn't expect them to be written by that child."

In Diagon Alley, in an office at the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, Scrimgeour and editor-in-chief Guffey sat across from each other.

"Child? No, no, director, if you are really determined to fight for that position, you'd better not treat him as a child." Gu Fei reminded with a smile.

"I do have this idea."

Scrimgeour looks like a majestic lion, and he does not shy away from his ambitions.

"If I had no ideas, you wouldn't approach me, would you? You wouldn't tell me these things at all."

Gu Fei nodded naturally: "I also want to understand now why the contract signed between Canopus and me only requires me to keep Fudge and his supporters secret."

"He plotted against Fudge and made Fudge into such a mess. As the challenger, you have to accept his kindness."

Scrimgeour laughed loudly: "Okay, I owe this favor. Maybe I will need his help in the future."

"Canopus, interesting, really interesting."

The next day, London, the Underground Inquisition of the Ministry of Magic.

"After the trial of the Wizengamot, it was decided that the prisoner Peter Pettigrew was guilty and will be punished with the Dementor's Kiss."

Fudge gritted his teeth and knocked the hammer: "The trial is over, execution is scheduled."

Peter was carried away from the underground courtroom by the Aurors in despair, and came to a dilapidated fireplace through the special passage next to it.

"No one has been punished like this for years," the guard muttered.

"We have said over the years that we should kill sparingly and with caution, but haven't we executed a few of those Death Eaters?" the Auror on the left said dissatisfied.

"Okay, let's go and take him to Azkaban for a few days first." The Auror on the right, the dark-skinned Kingsley, interrupted his colleagues' complaints.

The two Aurors carried Peter into the fireplace. Green flames engulfed their figures.

At this moment, Peter suddenly felt the intense burning pain erupt from his Dark Mark again.