Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Chapter 159 Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them·Talk about it later

Just as Mu En said, all the arguments made by Fudge and his party are weak and pale.

He tried to dig out the investigation files from fifty years ago, but they only recorded the incident of Hagrid raising Acromantulas.

This made him think he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Unexpectedly, Newt Scamander stood up and refuted it.

Acromantula cannot be Myrtle's murderer at all. The autopsy characteristics recorded fifty years ago, as well as the testimony of Myrtle's ghost presented by Dumbledore, all point to the facts of the case pointing to the Basilisk.

"Evidence! Only by seeing the evidence can this case be finalized!" he shouted hoarsely in the courtroom.

In the back row, there was the Wizengamot who chose to leave.

Fudge's stubborn resistance fell into their eyes.

As for turning to Dumbledore? For them, it is even more nonsense. The interests they represent are fundamentally different.

So they chose to leave and wait and see what happens.

The tide is over.

"Minister, this is not your fault." The smooth voice was extremely tone-deaf.

"Essentially, they are suing the former Ministry of Magic, those people from fifty years ago, not you." Umbridge said: "They take all the blame and then blame it on the former Ministry of Magic officials. , and then use those taxpayers’ money to compensate..."

Fudge gritted his teeth and could only nod helplessly.

However, at this time, Amelia on the stage was caught in a tangle. Next to her, there was a series of pamphlets.

Inside are various laws promulgated by the Ministry of Magic over the years.

Yes, she was going to look through it on the spot and try to find the applicable legal terms.

The defendant of the Ministry of Magic needs to make corresponding compensation. The method of compensation and the amount of compensation are all things she has to consider.

To be honest, while they were arguing below, or to be precise, when Fudge was making a noise below, she started flipping through the book of laws.

"Damn it... regulations for the Ministry of Magic... how can there be such a law..."

"Regulations on the determination of damages in cases of defamation and reputational infringement." Dumbledore said calmly: "Don't be obsessed with the Ministry of Magic."

He said with a gentle smile: "After all, what's so special about the Ministry of Magic?!"

These words made some people's faces become darker.

It took a long time for Amelia to find the relevant legal provisions, but the difficulty arose again.

The need to restore the plaintiff's reputation in the public media is irrefutable.

But when it came to the amount of compensation, they were in trouble.

Just as Mu En was preparing to appeal in court to increase the amount of compensation, an unexpected situation occurred.

The Wizengamot actually asked Hagrid in court how much compensation he needed.

Mu En raised her head and looked at the woman who spoke.

It turned out to be the one who had been slapped by him just now. At this time, she was slightly lowering her eyebrows, with a face that looked like she was looking at a beggar.

"How much compensation do you think is enough? Is three thousand Galleons enough?"

His expression was as if he was sending away a beggar.

"What?" Fudge exclaimed from the other side, feeling only pain in his body.

That's all "own" money.

"Three thousand? Leave it to you to buy a comfortable cemetery for yourself." Mu En shook his head and said, "Thirty thousand."

"Impossible!" Amelia immediately denied Mu En's words.

Although she herself wanted to be more biased towards the Hogwarts side, this data was too terrifying, at least it was impossible for the Ministry of Magic to obtain it in a short time, otherwise many of the affairs being carried out now would come to a standstill.

"I don't care." Mu En acted like a gangster.

"Fifty years, you know how my client has lived in these fifty years? Don't you know how my client has lived? Wherever he goes, people call him a murderer, and some people throw vegetables and leaves at him. As a wizard, but No right to wave a magic wand!”

As he spoke, Mu En raised his hand and patted Hagrid's broad shoulder: "He is now sixty years old. Look at how old he is. The whole boy, youth, and middle age have been burdened with this name. He can only do Earning a living in the most humble of occupations.”

Hagrid said with a red face: "Mu En, this is not mean -"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't speak yet." Mu En quickly interrupted him.

"How much life does he have left to live now? Is thirty thousand a lot?"

"That's exactly three thousand galleons to buy a tomb for this stupid guy - ahem - ahem!"

Halfway through her words, the woman's mouth and nose filled with water, which interrupted her breathing.

"What's wrong with you? Amber! Amber!"

"It's unlucky for people to have no choice but to choke on their words." Mu En shook her head pitifully.

The woman was quickly carried out. She needed emergency treatment, otherwise she might choke to death. The liquid gushing out of her mouth and nose was like a spring.

"End it quickly." Someone in Wizengamot finally couldn't bear it anymore and urged.

Soon, the final discussion ended.

"Twelve thousand Galleons." Amelia made the final decision, and the Wizengamot voted by a show of hands.

Passed unanimously!

How much money Fudge, or the Ministry of Magic, had to pay had little to do with them.

To be precise, all they need to care about is a small problem.

That is: the Ministry of Magic, which is on the verge of deficit after paying reparations, once again levies a huge amount of wealth tax on them.

There are many solutions to this small problem.

Divide assets to avoid taxes, exchange benefits with the Ministry of Magic, or manipulate the market through alliances, and continue to eat galleons from the people.

Some people are even considering whether they can take this opportunity to impeach Fudge and replace him with someone else. Although this is unlikely, it is almost inevitable that Fudge will turn to the pure-blood party after this trip.

There are thousands of ways, but it still depends on the direction of the situation.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that now, don't be stupid enough to bring up the Hogwarts faction here.

Yes, in their eyes, Hogwarts has become a faction in the British wizarding world.

Previously, it consisted of Dumbledore and academic wizards who were friends with him and had great reputations.

But now, they had to temporarily shift their focus from Dumbledore to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!

This person has an obvious difference from the original Hogwarts faction, one that is more violent and less rule-based.

"The Curse of the Dark Lord! Come on! Kill and maim him quickly!!"

Many people pray like this.

…

Hagrid sat motionless in the luxurious chair, trying to recover from his shock and relief.

The members of the Wizengamot stood up one after another, packing up documents while talking. Some even packed their things early and turned around and left as soon as they finished.

Like students who have been preparing for the end of get out of class.

"It's over..." Hagrid murmured, feeling that what happened today was like a dream.

Then, he slapped himself hard, clear and loud.

"It's not a dream." Only then did he react, and then his braided beard trembled.

Mu En had a gentle smile on her face.

However, he never expected that Hagrid's first words would be...

"Mu En, I must say that being a guard in the Forbidden Forest is not a humble profession, and I still have many years to live."

"I know..." Mu En's head was full of black lines. Mu En had done a simple calculation on Hagrid's lifespan and estimated it to be upwards of 150 years old.

Forget it, the verdict is over anyway, let him say whatever he wants.

Is there a second trial in the magic world? !

"Let's go." Mu En said, taking the lead to walk out of the trial room.

As for Fudge and his party, they left earlier than him, and they left quickly as soon as it was over.

Outside the courtroom, Moon also saw Dumbledore and the old man who was following him just now.

He already knew who this person was during the interrogation just now.

Newt Scamander.

A traveler, magizoologist, author, and anti-witch warrior who was active during the Grindelwald period.

He is also the founder of the Werewolf Registry of the Ministry of Magic and the first wizard in the history of magic to try to solve the werewolf problem head-on. Promoted the law "Prohibition of Feeding for Experimental Purposes", which effectively curbed various uncontrollable experiments on deformed magical animals.

"Hagrid, nice to meet you." Newt waved his hand cautiously.

"Newt, my God, I'm so happy to see you." Hagrid said in surprise, and wanted to go over and give him a hug, but luckily Newt quickly got out of the way.

Hagrid stopped awkwardly, then turned around and explained to Moon: "This is Newt. We often communicated about magical beasts in the 1940s and 1950s."

Mu En nodded clearly, and at the same time a question popped up.

Well... there were exchanges in the 1940s and 1950s, and in the 1960s, Newt pushed for the law banning experiments on magical animals...

Among them...it feels like the level has something to do with Hagrid.

"Hello." Thinking, he stepped forward and shook hands.

"Hello." Newt's hand reached out and he said, "You...your coat is very beautiful, I like it very much."

"Oh, thank you." Mu En nodded and said with a smile, "You are really discerning."

Newt couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mu En smiling.

Dumbledore winked at Newt, as if to say, "Let me just say that starting the conversation by complimenting his clothes is a very effective choice."

"Okay, let's go out and talk. This is obviously not a suitable place for chatting." Dumbledore suggested.

Then, the group of people walked upstairs.

Diagon Alley, Leaky Cauldron.

"Tom, are there any spare compartments?" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh, of course, of course. Oh, are you...are you Mr. Scamander?! Long time no see!"

"Long time no see, Tom." Newt nodded.

Soon, Tom packed out a small cubicle for them. After the group sat down, Newt couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Jones, I heard Dumbledore say that you seem to have some understanding of the changes in Phoenix Fawkes."

"Fox?" Mu En was a little surprised and shook her head: "I don't know much about it."

"Is that so?" Newt was a little surprised: "That's right, Dumbledore wrote to me a few days ago to tell me that there have been some changes in Fox and he hoped to find out about it from me.

Then when I wanted to ask in detail about the reason for the change, Dumbledore said that I can only get the answer by asking you.

He said that due to your special nature, he really couldn't reveal anything about you to me without permission. "

"Speciality..." Mu En looked at Dumbledore, and on the opposite side, there was only a pair of eyes that couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Particularity? What's so special about Lucifer? Many of the children who go to his office have met Lucifer before.

When he first came to Hogwarts, he even invited Flitwick as a visitor.

Even Dumbledore didn't pay much attention to this aspect at first.

Why is it that today, at this time, we are focusing on protecting Lucifer?

Was it because he saw me curse Ron and made some inferences from that prayer?

After all, he had never concealed before how abrupt his appearance was to the world.

But correspondingly, he never gave an explanation...

"Well...it is indeed a bit special, but Dumbledore is a bit sensitive. This is not an undiscussable topic. In fact, other professors and students in the school also know about it," Mu En said.

"But he has his own ideas, so I'm afraid I won't be able to facilitate research on this kind of thing, but if he wants to have an exchange, I think he won't mind."

"Oh, of course." Newt was old, but when he mentioned this topic, he suddenly burst out with great energy.

If Mu En remembered correctly, this guy seemed to be a centenarian.

"Newt is familiar with Nick Flamel," Dumbledore suddenly explained.

"Oh, yes." Newt nodded and sat back down: "But speaking of this, my wife and I are ready to start another journey.

But we are still discussing the time. What we currently want to do is to spend the last Christmas of this century and leave on the first day of the two thousand years. "

The conversation gradually returned to a strange kind of small talk.

“I don’t know how to put it, but as my friends around me passed away one by one, I became more and more open about death,” Newt said.

"How many years has it been since Jacob died?" Dumbledore asked.

"Nineteen years." Newt smiled: "He participated in the war, remember? He left a lot of injuries, and he exploded when he was old."

As he spoke, he looked a little sad.

"After Queenie took care of his affairs, she visited us one by one. Tina and I comforted her at that time, and she seemed normal.

Unexpectedly, a month later, the owl brought a letter, and when we arrived, she had already left. "

Dumbledore was also a little sad and shed tears at this story. He took off his glasses and wiped them with the tip of his robe.

"Seriously, Dumbledore...you...are the lives of legilimens miserable?" Newt seemed to be unwilling to accept it.

"Yes, yes." Dumbledore nodded, and then looked at Mu En: "Mu En, you made an absolutely correct choice by not learning Legilimency."

Mu En also nodded and sighed: "Prying into people's hearts is really not a good idea... Ability like Legilimency is easy to use, but few people do not suffer backlash after using it for a long time.

Compared to this, I would rather use the soul-stealing voice or even other magic. "

Newt also affirmed Moon’s words: “Yes, especially Queenie is a natural Legilimency.

Perhaps in her opinion, except for Jacob, everyone around her was spitting out the garbage produced in their hearts at her all the time, and she couldn't choose to refuse... Born legilimens cannot control their own abilities...

In fact, many of the natural-born diviners in history died of depression and suicide at an early age. The love between Jacob and her is a key reason why Queenie can live to old age. "

"It seems that the Jacob you talk about must be a very pure person." Mu En said.

Newt laughed and praised his old friend unstintingly: "Yes, he is a real man. I think he meets all positive definitions of a man in universal values."

After chatting for a while, the group left the Leaky Cauldron and headed towards Hogwarts...