Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

As soon as Dumbledore stepped into the meeting room, all the teachers and students of Hogwarts immediately smiled, thinking that this was a sure thing.

Even Professor McGonagall, although still complaining, looked much more relaxed.

On the other side, the Ministry of Magic officials had strange expressions on their faces, and their voices were not as restrained as before when they whispered to each other.

The emotions in the tone were also more prominent.

"Principal Dumbledore, hasn't he been missing for many days?"

"Why are you back at this time? There must be something wrong."

"Can't you see? Our Minister, this time we will suffer the consequences."

Beneath the gloating words was a change in people's hearts. Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting on the podium, just listened to the discussions.

He already felt that things were not going well and he had to take the initiative immediately to prevent things from getting out of control.

Before he could say anything, old Crouch spoke first.

"Principal Dumbledore, what exactly brings you here? According to the rules, the meeting should start half an hour later."

"You are no longer qualified to participate in the voting in this trial. Please forgive my wording, but it seems that you should not be here."

Faced with the questioning, Dumbledore did not say anything, but slowly walked to Carl's side and snorted coldly at the little bastard in front of everyone.

"For such an urgent matter, why don't you send someone to notify us?"

"Of course I don't want to disturb your pleasure." Carl said without hesitation, "It's better for you to enjoy this opportunity to be alone with me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place immediately started talking, not just the group of energetic students at Hogwarts.

I began to wonder who my principal had been alone with during the time he was missing.

Even the group of Ministry of Magic officials began to chat and eat melons.

"Ahem! Don't talk nonsense." Dumbledore coughed awkwardly, then waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

At the same time, he looked at old Crouch and changed the subject.

"Mr. Barty Crouch, I am aware of the rules you just mentioned, so I am not here today to participate in the vote in this trial."

"That was just submitting two complaints to the presidium of the Wizengamot Council as the Chief Mage of the Wizengamot."

"I received these two complaints four days ago and have now formally submitted them to the parliamentary bureau."

After saying this, Dumbledore took out two rolls of parchment sealed with wax from his robes.

With a slight wave of his hand, two rolls of parchment flew directly onto the table in front of old Crouch.

Umbridge and Cornelius Fudge on the platform looked at the wax seals written by Dumbledore himself on the two scrolls of parchment, their faces darkened to the extreme.

Old Crouch ignored the two guys at this time. He just opened the two pieces of parchment, read them carefully, and continued to ask questions.

"The seal and date above indicate that there is no problem with what you just said, but as today's prosecutor and deputy chief judge."

"In the spirit of accountability to Parliament, I must raise my doubts if you had been there four days ago."

"Why didn't you submit it to the parliamentary presidium for review today? The timing of your arrival today is really too coincidental."

"Please give a reasonable explanation."

"I've heard that Mr. Batty is upright and honest, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today."

"That's right. That's Dumbledore. He dares to question like that."

"I don't quite understand what this guy wants to do."

Old Crouch's repeated questioning shocked the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and they began to talk about it again.

Umbridge had a strange look on her face, while Cornelius Fudge's face was full of gratitude.

Dumbledore just glanced at Carl beside him, but this bastard had an expression of "you decide" on his face.

It was infuriating just by looking at it, and it reminded him of some bad memories, such as the experience of being manipulated by someone in the past month.

These two bastards, one old and one young, look like they are determined to get me.

He really wanted to leave, but when he thought about the bastard's methods, he decided to cooperate with him.

Otherwise, God knows what he would do.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore was helpless and could only pretend to be apologetic and said.

"Mr. Barty Crouch, I really appreciate your responsible attitude, but please also understand the helplessness of an old man."

"I forgot about this matter. As for why I came at this time today, it's just because I'm old and didn't wake up this morning."

"ah????"

Almost everyone present had an open-mouthed, confused expression, staring at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore, feeling all eyes focused on him, felt that he had completely lost face today.

But even with such a ridiculous reason, old Crouch could only nod in agreement. Even Cornelius Fudge and Umbridge didn't say another word.

As for a reason, there is no need for one. If I have to give one, it is only because the other party is Albus Dumbledore.

The old man's prestige in the British wizarding world was such that even if he said now that he was going on vacation with a lover.

I just forgot about this matter, and no one can blame me for anything.

After a minute of dead silence, old Crouch spoke again.

"Okay, Headmaster Dumbledore, we are willing to trust your credibility. I accept these two complaints on behalf of the parliament."

"But as I just said, you can no longer participate in the trial vote, so please do not interfere with the trial."

"Mr. Hohenzollern used the Unforgivable Curse. This is an indisputable fact. He must pay the price for his actions."

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded slightly, but then changed the subject and looked at Cornelius Fudge on the podium.

"I may not speak as the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, but I think I am speaking as the Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"As Mr. Karl Hohenzollern's guardian and adoptive father, I am qualified to defend him. I think he is involved in this incident."

"Although an Unforgivable Curse was used, the circumstances were special and the Wizengamot Council's ruling followed the principle of convention."

"I have formally applied to the conference to convene a general meeting of all wizards in the British wizarding community. In 1937, Smith's case of using the Unforgivable Curse was used as a blueprint."

“Reopen the case.”

"What, guardian and adoptive father?"

"I said that Mr. Hohenzollern must have a deep background, but I didn't expect that his background was Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Adoptive father? That's not right. Look at their eyes. I'm afraid this is just a cover."

"Bullshit, was Headmaster Dumbledore this handsome when he was young?"

Dumbledore's words completely set off the entire venue. Voices of discussion rose and fell, and Dumbledore's eyelids twitched wildly as he listened.

What are you talking about? When I was young, I was much more handsome than this bastard. How dare he question my appearance? It's simply unforgivable.

But no matter what the old man thought, old Crouch remained expressionless and banged the gavel beside him hard.

Shouted loudly.

"Everyone please be quiet and maintain order in the venue."

After that, he looked at Dumbledore and continued to ask.

"The case in 1935, Headmaster Dumbledore, are you sure there was such a thing? Because of the mysterious man."

"Some of the Ministry's files are missing. I cannot verify what you say."

Faced with doubts, Dumbledore said disdainfully.

"Of course I am 100% sure of that, for the simple reason that I was there during the trial."