Chapter 818

Harry is out of breath now; he has to save himself now.

He's been in a dungeon that's pretty scary. Harry has never seen it before. I haven't been here.

But, together with van Lim, he visited here in Dumbledore's memory bowl, where he saw little Barty crouch sentenced to life in Azkaban.

The walls are made of black stone, and the torch gives out dim light.

There were empty benches on either side, but there were many shadows on the top row of the highest benches.

They were all whispering, but the hall was filled with ominous silence as the door behind Harry slammed shut. A cold voice sounded in the courtroom.

"You're late."

"I'm sorry," Harry said nervously, "I - I didn't know the time had changed."

"It's not the jury's fault," said the voice. "An owl has been sent to your house this morning. Sit down. "

Harry looked down at the chair in the middle of the courtroom, the arms of which were hidden with shackles. He had seen the shackles pop out like life to hold anyone in a chair.

He walked through the stone floor, and the echo of his feet was very loud. As Harry sat cautiously to the edge of his chair, the shackles clanged menacingly, but they didn't lock him.

Harry felt even more uncomfortable. He looked up at the people sitting on the row of benches above. From the number of people he could see, there were about fifty people sitting there, all dressed in plum colored robes with a fine silver "W" embroidered on the left front of the robe. All gazed at him from under their noses, some with meticulous expressions, while others looked very curious.

In the middle of the front row sits Cornell fudge, the Minister of magic, the Minister of magic.

Fudge is a fat man, often wearing a gray green magic hat, but today he took it off; he also took off his usual indulgent smile when talking to Harry, which made Harry feel almost misplaced

A witch with a wide, square chin sat on Fudge's left, wearing a monocle with a terrifying expression. To fudge's right was another witch, but she sat very far back of the bench, so her face was hidden in the shadow.

"Very well," said Fudge, "the defendant has arrived - though it is the last - let's start. Are you ready? " He asked all of you.

"Yes, sir," said a warm voice familiar to Harry. Ron's brother Percy is sitting at the end of the front bench. Harry looked up at Percy, hoping to see something in him, but there was no response. Percy's eyes were hidden behind the horned glasses, with a piece of parchment in front of her and a large quill in her hand.

"The disciplinary hearing on August 2," fudge said in a loud voice, while Percy immediately recorded, "will hear Mr. Harry Potter's violations of the minor magic restrictions and international magic secrecy regulations. Mr. Harry Potter is a resident of 4 Privet Drive, little whinging, Surrey."

"Questioners: Cornell Oswald fudge, Minister of magic; Emira Susan Bonis, director of the Department of magic regulations enforcement; and Dolores Jane Umbridge, senior vice minister of the Ministry of magic. Court recorder: Percy agnatis Weasley -- "

" defense attorney, Albus Percival woolfrick Bryan Dumbledore, "a calm voice sounded behind Harry, and Harry quickly turned his head and twisted his neck.

Dumbledore is quietly walking through the room, he is wearing a dark blue robe, a very calm expression. His long silver whiskers sparkled in the light of the torch.

Dumbledore stood next to Harry and looked up through the glasses at fudge, his half moon frame in the middle of his long hooked nose. The members of the jury began to whisper.

All eyes are now on Dumbledore. Some were distressed, others were slightly frightened, while two older wizards in the back row waved their hands in welcome.

When Harry saw Dumbledore, a strong feeling rose from his chest. The feeling of hope was no less than hearing the song of the Phoenix.

He wanted to see Dumbledore's eyes, but Dumbledore did not look at him; he kept staring at fudge, who was obviously in a state of confusion.

"Ah," said Fudge, looking completely panicked. "Dumbledore. yes. Have you - uh - got the news that we - uh - changed the time - uh - and location of the hearing? "

"I would have missed the hearing," Dumbledore said cheerfully. "However, thanks to a lucky mistake, I arrived at the Ministry of magic three hours in advance, so I didn't hurt anything."

"Yes - well - I think we need another chair - I - Weasley, can you --""Never mind, never mind," said Dumbledore happily; he took out his wand and made a small gesture, and a soft chintz armchair appeared next to Harry.

Dumbledore sat down with the ends of his long fingers spread out and looked at fudge with an interesting look through them.

The members of the jury were still whispering, and they were flustered and restless; it was not until fudge spoke again that they were quiet.

"Yes," fudge said again, after a slow review of his notes, "well, then. So. charge. Yes Fudge took a piece of parchment from the pile of papers in front of him, took a deep breath, and began to read it.

The charges against the defendant are as follows: the defendant knowingly, after receiving a written warning from similar charges of magic, should have been fully aware that his conduct was illegal, but he still used the patron saint magic in the Muggle settlement area, and performed it in front of a Muggle at 9:23 p.m. on August 2. The defendant's conduct violated Section 3 of the minors' magic restriction Ordinance enacted in 875, and at the same time violated Article 3 of the magic secrecy regulations of the International League of witches.

"Are you Mr. Harry James Potter, who lives at 4 Privet Drive, little whikin, Surrey?" Fudge asked, staring at Harry from the top of the parchment.

"Yes," said Harry.

"Three years ago, you received an official warning from the Ministry of magic about illegal magic, didn't you?"

"Yes, but --"

"but you still cast the patron saint spell on the night of August 2, right?"

"Yes," said Harry, "but -"

"you know that magic is not allowed outside school when you are under seven, right?"

"Yes, but -"

"you know you're in an area full of Muggles, right?"

"Yes, but --"

"you fully realized that you were very close to a Muggle, right?"

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