Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"who?!"

"This is the Inquisition, please be honest."

"Whoever slapped me, if you have the courage, stand up!" The woman stood up suddenly.

Mu En took a step forward.

"It is indeed you." The woman's shrill voice, like a banshee, echoed throughout the courtroom.

"Hey, don't slander people. I just took a step forward. What? You don't allow people to move forward?"

"If it's not you, who else could it be?!" the woman asked.

"Dumbledore." Moon nodded with certainty: "Look, he keeps his hands inside his robe. Isn't he casting a spell? Is he playing Morse code?"

Then, he saw the woman looking at Dumbledore with an angry face.

"Quiet! Quiet!!" Fudge suddenly knocked on the wooden hammer, making a clanging sound.

His face turned red, and Mu En couldn't help but think of Vernon who lived on Privet Drive.

But compared to Vernon, Fudge's face showed more fear, a fear that the situation was beyond his control!

"Gentlemen and ladies! We should get back to the case!" he said.

Then, he looked at Mu En condescendingly and said, "Now, you are allowed to participate in this trial."

The pink toad jumped on his shoulder and whispered softly.

Mu En smiled and looked at the recorder on the side.

"Go bring two chairs."

"Okay." The young recorder stood up without hesitation and walked outside.

"Wait, go back to your post!" Fudge shouted.

However, the young man ignored his words and just walked quickly outside.

"Quiet, Mr. Fudge, don't yell at a young man who still has some conscience." Moon said.

However, after the young man opened the door, he suddenly fell into a trance.

etc--

What...did you do? !

The next moment, in the dark corridor, a big hand pulled him over.

"director?!"

In the darkness, he saw a familiar face.

"Hush!" Scrimgeour signaled him to be silent, then stepped aside slightly, revealing a very delicate-looking chair behind him.

You could even call it a sofa.

Scrimgeour put his hands on his shoulders and said seriously: "Move the chair to Mr. Moon Jones and record the trial. Otherwise, don't say anything, let alone express your attitude easily, even if it's just facial expression!"

"Don't do anything outside of your responsibilities, do you understand me?"

"Okay...Okay." Paul nodded quickly, his voice trembling.

Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, appeared here for no reason, which suddenly gave him a bad feeling.

It seemed that he felt that... the confrontation that would occur in a while was not even something he should know about.

Then, he quickly moved in the exquisite sofa-like chair.

The Wizengamots among them were even more furious when they saw the chair.

Mu En was also a little surprised... This young man couldn't find such a chair when he went out. He must have been Scrimgeour...

"Sir, please sit down!" Paul put the chair on the ground and felt the eyes of the Wizengamots falling on him like knives.

"Thank you." Mu En nodded, then took out the wand and clicked on the chair. The copied chair quickly grew in size.

"Let's get started." Mu En sat down and waved casually.

"Continue what you were doing——"

"Start again." Mu En interrupted him: "I have no reason to pay for your Ministry of Magic's mistakes!"

"You have been informed by the Ministry of Magic. This is not the fault of the Ministry or the Wizengamot, it is your own problem."

"Indeed." Mu En nodded: "It is a bit difficult to discuss whether what an extremely stupid group does is right or wrong.

You have countless days to change the time, but you just sent the letter this morning..."

"So stupid?! This is the Ministry of Magic! You are facing a trial court composed of the most elite and smartest wizards in the UK!!" The witch screamed again.

Mu En leaned on the chair and glanced at them all.

"The Inquisition... The United States put "Twelve Angry Men" on the big screen in the 1950s to discuss the law, but what kind of Inquisition are you still doing today... I was wondering if you still implement the pottery banishment law?"

"What is the banishment of pottery fragments?" Fudge looked at the pink toad on his shoulder and whispered.

"Minister... Gua... I don't know either... Gua... He is talking nonsense and questioning the laws of the Ministry of Magic..."

After hearing this, Fudge immediately banged the hammer, with a proud and lecturing tone, leaning forward and looking down: "I don't think your knowledge is enough to question the laws that the wizarding world has carefully revised over the years."

"It's enough for me to question the fact that a stupid pig who already holds administrative power can now sit in that position and explain the law openly." Mu En said.

With that said, Mu En stood up and looked directly at Fudge's face that was extremely red because he was humiliated in court.

"From the very beginning, the defendant in this trial was not Rubeus Hagrid!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the Ministry of Magic: "You! The Ministry of Magic are the defendant!

We never need to prove our innocence!

On the contrary, it is you who need to give me and my client an explanation. It is up to you to prove that Rubeus Hagrid did commit the crime of killing others back then! "

Saying that, Mu En suddenly took action, and the next moment, a bright spell hit the high chair.

Click——

The cursed lightning split again, shattering the chair next to the new senior deputy minister at the same time.

The two of them, together with the toad, had no time to react and fell down.

In addition to the screams, there were also shouts from other Wizengamot people!

"minister!!"

"Mr. Fudge—"

Then, a force suddenly held up the three people who had landed, preventing them from hitting the ground directly.

Moon raised her eyes and glanced towards Dumbledore, only to see him raising his hand to hold the three of them in the air.

Of course, the toad was not so lucky. It bounced twice when it hit the ground and croaked several times uncontrollably when it landed.

"If he falls like this, he will at least be disabled." Dumbledore's voice sounded in Moon's ears.

Then, Fudge and his two bodies fell to the ground.

Senior Deputy Minister Loverey Yaxley quickly stood up and tried to drag Fudge up.

"Lawson, help me!" he roared angrily: "Are you blind?"

Recorder Lawson was about to stand up when he suddenly stopped, and then continued to record.

"The defendant counter-charged the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge..."

At the same time, the Wizengamot seats were still noisy, and a deafening voice suddenly sounded.

"Quiet!!"

It was Dumbledore, standing up and staring at Fudge.

"According to the law, the Minister of Magic, as the integration of executive power, is not qualified to participate in judicial work, that is, the work of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement!"

"I...I have...Of course I do, I am the Minister of Magic!" Fudge said in a panic: "I have been involved in the work of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement since I took office!"

"Then it seems that our Minister of Magic has been breaking the law for a while." Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and looked at Amelia Burns standing aside.

"You say so, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

Amelia Burns was a broad, square-jawed witch with short gray hair and a monocle.

At this time, the expression on her face can definitely make ordinary people intimidated.

It was an expression of extreme seriousness, mixed with unparalleled confusion.

Should we now turn to Hogwarts and take back the jurisdiction of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, or should we turn to Fudge...

When were the rights of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement taken away...

Others may not know, but she knows!

Ever since the last Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagnor, saw with his own eyes the previous Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, Barty Crouch, personally sending his son to Azkaban.

The minister at the time sensed Mr Crouch's deep abhorrence of illegal behavior.

He wasn't clean at the time, and Crouch frightened him.

Then, the power grab against the Department of Magical Law Enforcement began.

Use the fact that Barty Jr. is a Death Eater to guide public opinion within the ministry, suppress Barty Crouch's reputation, transfer him to another position, transfer his position, and seize power...

"It's a big joke that the judiciary is in the hands of the minister."

"But now that you have this right, can you hold on to it?"

"You are taking back the rights of the law! It should be fair! You will also leave your name in history!"

"Dumbledore is just using you as a pawn to throw away after use. You can't bear the anger of Fudge and his party! After this battle, he will completely fall to the pure-blood family, and the entire Burns family will be affected by you." The choice is difficult!”

Countless voices mingled in her ears.

"Hello." A voice filled with displeasure penetrated into her ears.

"Are you a politician or a judge?!" Mu En looked directly at her.

The voice was not loud and the tone was calm, but it was like a steel needle piercing into the mind.

boom--

Amelia slapped the table and looked directly at Fudge below: "Let's begin, the second trial [The Hogwarts Death Case of Myrtle Elizabeth Warren in 1943]."

"Amelia! You-" Fudge said in disbelief.

"Quiet!" Amelia slapped the table and looked at Fudge below.

At the same time, there was an inexplicable secret joy in my heart, hiss...it feels so good...there are not many opportunities to scold your boss like this...

"The plaintiff, Rubeus Hagrid, filed an accusation against the defendant, the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic wrongly sentenced Rubeus Hagrid in the case of Myrtle's death in 1943, and he was charged with murder in 1943. He was expelled from Hogwarts and suffered irreversible losses."

Fudge looked ashen and felt like the world was spinning.

The Minister of Magic was taken to court while he was still in office... This... has never happened before! How can this be!

"Now, I would like to invite the representative of the Ministry of Magic of the defendant, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, to speak on this accusation."

"I...I." Fudge wanted to roar, but looking at Dumbledore with a kind smile above him, he felt inexplicably frightened.

That face, that look, seemed to say: I gave you a chance...

But! But I didn’t make things difficult for you!

I, the Minister of Magic! They have already uncovered the case of this stupid guy from fifty years ago! Isn't this enough to give you face? Dumbledore! !

"Don't you have anything to say?" Mu En said, "If not, just publish a clarification in the newspaper and pay compensation."

"I..." Fudge's face was full of panic. Fortunately, a pink toad jumped on his shoulder and gave him advice.

"Wait a minute!" Fudge said quickly: "They didn't even give me a chair. It doesn't comply with the procedure."

He wants to buy some time...yes, buy some time now!

As he said that, he looked back at Lawson: "Go and bring two chairs."

"Cornelly Fudge needs a chair to speak..." Lawson completed his work faithfully.

Seeing the young man still sitting firmly at the record table, Fudge became even more angry.

"I'll go find him, Minister." Yaxley, the newly appointed senior deputy minister, whispered quickly and ran out of the courtroom.

However, as soon as the door was opened, a clanging sound came quickly from the other end of the corridor and around the corner.

It sounded like someone running away carrying a lot of things.

Following the corridor to other courtrooms, he suddenly discovered...

Where's the chair? !

Who the hell took all the chairs away? !

In the courtroom, Mu En's voice said calmly: "The Minister of Magic...can't he even know some low-level transformation techniques?"

"Shut up!" Fudge yelled in a sullen tone: "Just laugh, you use magic in the trial room, you're waiting to be sentenced!"

"Oh." Dumbledore's voice appeared above: "I remember that there is a clear law that stipulates that in emergencies, wizards have the right to use magic to solve their own demands.

Burns, are there any limited scenarios for this law? "

"No, sir." Burns swallowed and nodded decisively.

"Well, then I think the fact that Moon Jones has changed from the defendant to the plaintiff is enough to prove that he did have a claim just now, even if this is a courtroom!

Well, although it's a bit rough... But we can leave it for later. It doesn't rise to the level of a criminal case at all, and it doesn't need to be solved here. "

As he spoke, he turned back and looked at the Wizengamots next to him.

The next moment, an unreal [heat] suddenly exploded from his body.

This is naked mental pressure. The rest of the people just feel that time has been wiped out in the high temperature and the air seems to be stagnant.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, it is!"

"This is reasonable! It does not violate the law."

However, this is only a minority.

Most of them couldn't even speak, or in order to cover up their own embarrassment, they could only nod.

Since the development of the magic world, power has already deviated from strength, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

It wasn't until he got the definite answer that Dumbledore withdrew the mental storm that had gripped him.

Next to him, the energetic Newt Scamander was still as good as when he was young, and asked with some caution: "Oh, sir...how...how do you say..."

"It's different?" Dumbledore laughed softly.

"That's right." Newt nodded. The last time he saw Dumbledore unleash his power was during Grindelwald's time.

After that, he suddenly turned into an old man and locked himself in Hogwarts.

It was like imprisoning Grindelwald in Nurmengard.

Yes, Newt, as a person who has experienced it, knows some things that others don't know.

Dumbledore didn't grow old in a day. He suddenly changed from a tall and tall man to an old man in one day, that day in 45 years...

"Well... learn how to use two hands from him." Dumbledore smiled, raised his hand, and slightly closed his thumb and index finger.

"I was slightly subjective and raised my moderate bottom line a little bit higher."

With that said, Dumbledore turned and said: "Newt, thank you very much for coming. Your authority on magical animals may be able to help Hagrid."

"No, it's nothing..." Newt turned his head: "He is a great scholar of magical animals. He created the Forbidden Forest, which is the safest and even great place for magical animals..."

Meanwhile, below.

Fudge's face looked like he was about to go to the execution ground.

Hagrid, with his face flushed, sat on a comfortable chair and kept thanking Mu En.

"Oh my God, Mu En, you are so amazing...I...I became the plaintiff instead.

It's so powerful that you sued the Ministry of Magic. This... this is definitely the first time in the entire magical world. "

"It's not a big deal." Mu En smiled nonchalantly: "I can only say that the laws in the magic world are too backward.

A group of people who entered the workforce after graduating from Hogwarts at the age of seventeen patched together a law. You really can't ask them to have no loopholes. "

Hagrid frowned and nodded seriously and in agreement.

In fact, he didn't understand much.

But Mu En sued the Ministry of Magic, which was awesome!

Just nod!

"Watch, I'll give them a deal for you later, at least several thousand galleons." Mu En whispered.

"Um?!"

Hagrid's pupils were shaking: "Can this still happen?"

As he spoke, he hesitated: "But, can we really win?"

"I can't find a reason to lose." Mu En smiled helplessly: "It's just... a case where the dead still exist in the form of ghosts, he can't change the situation. Next, what he has to fight for is nothing more than two things, publishing it in the newspaper and Compensation, nothing more.”

Publishing in newspapers was another purpose of Dumbledore.

As for compensation, Mu En simply wanted to make the Ministry of Magic bleed.