Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

Dudley looked around, his timid appearance seemed to be very afraid of this battle, but he quickly found his target - the bearded old wizard sitting next to the referee's seat, and Nina standing on the other side.

Dudley was immediately confident of victory and smiled at Nina, who had a solemn face and complicated eyes.

The president of the court had deep eyes and a serious face. He was wearing a neat suit under a purple robe. Dudley guessed that he was Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic. He usually presided over important court hearings.

The content of the trial was actually not complicated. Nina briefly explained the cause and effect, and jurors raised their hands to interrupt from time to time, but it was still easy for everyone to understand the ins and outs of the matter.Dudley felt like nothing happened to him, not a single question was asked of him, as if he were an animal, or mute.

"Miss Cummings, do you mean that this Muggle child killed Linton when you were struck down by the Cruciatus Curse?" an old witch asked in a shrill voice.

Before Nina could answer, noisy whispers broke out in the audience again. No wizard believed that the chubby 12-year-old Muggle sitting in the audience could kill the notorious dark wizard with extremely cruel methods.

"Silence! Silence!" Fudge knocked on the referee's table hard. When everyone calmed down, the bearded old wizard next to him said in a very soft voice: "Mr. Minister, I would like to ask this Muggle Sir, why are you at the crime scene?"

Dudley blinked at the old wizard, coughed softly and said, "Dear gentlemen and madams..."

Suddenly, Dudley felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body twitched and shook violently, and then his eyes turned white, and snot and saliva kept flowing out uncontrollably. The wizards around him were startled, and they didn't know that he was sick. Still under some kind of curse.

"Riddle!" Dudley suddenly roared like a wild beast: "He made Horcruxes!... One, two... seven Horcruxes in total!"

Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

It was as if Dudley had cast a silencing spell on the dozens of wizards present, or their necks were being strangled by invisible hands. Dudley's words seemed to be full of magic, capable of draining their strength and whipping their souls. .

Except for Dudley, Nina and Jeb, everyone present has experienced the dark years more than ten years ago, an era shrouded in the shadow of the Dark Lord. Many things of that era have been forever sealed in a small number of documents. No one would reveal a word in an elder's mind to a young person, especially that name.

After Dudley finished yelling, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and slumped down in the dock, as if he had died of sleep. The old bearded wizard who asked the question flashed out of the way and appeared next to Dudley. When he was about to When he was about to reach out to touch Dudley's forehead, Dudley woke up dizzy again.

"What just happened? Old sir?" Dudley had a dull look on his face, as if he had no idea what had just happened. With his chubby round face and the runny nose running down his face, he was funny and innocent. Who would doubt him? If so, he must be a conspirator.

The old wizard took out a long and thin wand and shook it in front of Dudley's head. It didn't matter if he shook it like this. Dudley felt as if his brain had been punched hard, and stars were popping up in front of his eyes. Then he held his hand The iron shackles on his body broke apart without any warning, and the fragments almost scratched Jeb's face.

The wizards took a deep breath and recovered from the shock.

"Mr. Minister," the old wizard had a mixed look on his face, and turned to Fudge: "I'm afraid that Mr. Dursley is an unregistered wizard, and his magic power is very weak... but he seems to be born with the ability to predict. !”

"I think it's nonsense! Yes! Nonsense!" Fudge's reaction was a little too big, his face turned red, and he wanted to rush down and turn Dudley's tongue into spaghetti or something else, which is something that can't speak anyway. .

The old wizard took out a white handkerchief and handed it to Dudley gently. Dudley stupidly wiped the snot and saliva from his face.

"Still the same question as before, Mr. Dursley, why did you appear at the scene of the crime?" the old wizard asked.

"No, Albus, I am the presiding judge. I think he is talking nonsense." Fudge wanted to stop Dudley from continuing to speak, as if he was afraid that he would "get sick" again.The Albus he was talking about was of course the bearded man next to Dudley - the most respected Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, the idol of countless young wizards.

But few wizards seemed willing to agree. Everyone was curious about Dudley. There hadn't been an unregistered wizard in many years.

"Old sir, I had a nightmare a few days ago. It seemed that if I didn't get there, a beautiful lady would be killed!" Dudley turned his head, smiled at Nina and said: "It seems that you are the one I dream about!"

"Ah, you're here to save me!" Nina said in surprise. Dudley's image in her heart seemed to have risen a few centimeters, from "a chubby ordinary Muggle kid" to "the fat kid who saved my life." ".

"Aha! The truth is about to come out!" Dumbledore said with a smile on his face: "Because of his gift of prophecy, this young Mr. Dursley followed his dreams and happened to meet Tarif Lin who was going to capture him. Miss Auror of Dayton!"

"My name is Nina Cummings, Mr. Dumbledore." Nina said weakly from the side.

"I'm just a trainee, and I've been suspended..." Scrimgeour said weakly in the crowd.

Dumbledore nodded playfully at Nina and continued: "Mr. Dursley accidentally burst out with magic when Linton's throat was stuck!" As he spoke, he waved his wand excitedly, and countless golden The sparks flickered like lit fireworks.Everyone knows how destructive the Obscurus (that is, uncontrolled magic) is, and it is normal to blow someone's head off.

"Thank God, we discovered Mr. Dursley who was not registered in time and avoided a tragedy. Everyone knows what I mean." What he meant was that we avoided the emergence of an "Obscurial". You must know that once the Obscurial breaks out, But the Ministry of Magic is in big trouble.

Noisy whispers came from the crowd again. It seemed that every wizard or witch wanted to express their opinions, but they didn't want to express themselves too much in front of Fudge and Dumbledore.

"I suggest that this... fat gentleman is not guilty. After all, in that situation... besides, the person who died was an evil criminal." An old witch with a stern appearance said tremblingly.

"Thank you for your suggestion, Melana." Dumbledore nodded towards the old witch.

Everyone could see now that Dumbledore was trying to protect people. Everyone knew that Dumbledore had devoted his life to teaching and protecting young wizards. It was understandable that he stood up to defend a 12-year-old child.Everyone can also see that the Minister of Magic Fudge dislikes this child very much, and this is obviously asking everyone to choose a side.