tampered with the past

The first attack after so many years.

While no one was killed or injured, the...

The word "assault" alone is disturbing enough.

According to Ron, it was a guy in a black cloak who started a fire in Gringotts.

"He's been caught," said Ron. "There will be an interrogation this afternoon."

trial?

No, I have to go back to the Ministry.

Ron knew he couldn't stop me, and was scrambling to summon Harry from the fireplace.

"You can't!" Harry strode across the grate so fast I almost thought he'd been lurking in our fireplace the whole time.

"What do you mean I can't?" I raised my eyebrows in dissatisfaction. "I'm the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement—your boss."

My rank-and-file suppression methods have had no effect, and the boy Harry seems to have always regarded the following crimes as a routine.

"It's even a pregnant woman." Harry said, "What you have to do now is to stay at home with peace of mind. The affairs of the Ministry will be taken care of by others. You just need to wait for the result obediently."

Does he treat me like a child?

be nice?

I'm not the Hermione Granger of Hogwarts anymore.

He wouldn't let me go, but I decided to go, I don't believe he still dares to tie me up?

After all, Harry couldn't resist my stubbornness, but he insisted on escorting me all the way, and his appearance as if facing a big enemy made me wonder whether their Auror Command had received a tip that someone planned to assassinate me .

I just complained a little bit, but I didn't expect to get stares from Harry and Ron.

"Take care of her, buddy."

Ron must have been Daddy for too long, confusing me with Rose.

"I will."

Harry must have been a baby daddy too long, confusing me with Albus.

I'm upset.

I am very upset.

But with a big belly, I can't even do such trivial things as kicking people.

I feel gloomy.

I am very depressed.

This irritability didn't dissipate until I entered the courtroom.

Responsibilities matter!

"Director?" Seeing me, Eric Jones, who was preparing for the interrogation, seemed surprised. After all, I should be on vacation right now.

Considering the consistently low birth rate in the wizarding world, the Ministry of Magic has already issued a special policy that pregnant female wizards can enjoy ten months of maternity leave, half a year of maternity leave, and eight months of breastfeeding leave.

"Don't worry about me, I'm just here to take a look." I stopped the kid from moving the chair for me, "So, who will be present at this interrogation?"

"The Wizengamot is complete." Eric said, handing over a roll of parchment. "This is the list."

I only opened a small section, and saw my name reflected on the second line of the list. I was about to ask Eric what was going on, but Eric had already opened his mouth cleverly: "The minister said, You will come."

What Kingsley said?

He really deserves to be the talent in Dumbledore's eyes.

I smugly grimaced at the sulky Harry (I've been doing grimaces since Rose was born), and I was in a great mood.

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