[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

The delicate and happy expression on Umbridge's face completely disappeared, her eyes bulged slightly, and her face showed a complex expression mixed with absurdity, unbelievableness, disbelief, and slight fear. These emotions were combined in a complicated and twisted way. Together, it looks kind of comical when reflected in her face.

"I don't understand what you're talking about! You're talking fantastic nonsense on such an important occasion! A Muggle!!" she cried, her voice so shrill that the jury members sitting beside her Whispering, Amelia Bones, with short gray hair, cleared her throat, and the hum of discussions around her subconsciously subconsciously subsided.

"The details of the appointment and dismissal of the officials of the Ministry of Magic can be released later, and we will study after the trial is over." She said in a calm and polite tone, "I suggest that the trial start as scheduled. Of course, if You have important matters to deal with now, and it is understandable to leave temporarily, Minister Umbridge, and ministers from friendly countries."

"Bones, I think the unknown change of Ministry of Magic officials is a more important matter!" Umbridge said angrily, her voice lost its delicate pretense and became sharp and harsh.

"Yes, I respect your opinion, Minister Umbridge." Amelia Bones looked at her inexplicably, showing a puzzled look at her sudden attack, "So why don't you deal with it immediately, Instead, stay here? This is the trial hall, and there are important matters here."

Umbridge stared at her coldly. After a brief moment of deliberation and consideration, she suppressed her bad temper and ignored the subtle discussions around her. As if she was angry with someone, she said viciously: "Yes. Yes, I think it's time to start, Burns! Thank you for the reminder! And the newcomer - Muggle - if you are going to participate in the trial, please stand there for the rest of the time , keep quiet! If Muggles know any decency at all—”

"Unfortunately, I can't do it, and I don't think you can control me either. Why don't you think about your own dismissal, Umbridge." Petunia said contemptuously, turning around Umbridge's bad face He turned his head and looked at the only empty seat in this overcrowded trial hall.

By the judgment seat.

It stands to reason that there should be Eli Smith, the official spokesperson of the Order of the Phoenix, the professor of the Hogwarts Situation and Policy elective course, the father of their child, her husband, a confidant, and a companion on the road of life.He is gentle and rational, but never lacks in courage and kindness. He is a lucky one who has been favored by magic since he was born, and when he was 11 years old, he generously cared for her.

He should have been standing here with his hands bound, but his expression certainly did not show the slightest panic and fear of falling into human hands, and he would only calmly welcome this trial of his own fate.

He will stand up straight, confront all those who question him calmly and calmly, use just means, and get the results he deserves.He is a smart and steadfast fighter, with the confidence to defend justice, and the ability to make justice always be recognized as justice. Anyone who turns right and wrong into black and white has nowhere to hide in front of him.

But he is not here now, and the place where he should be standing is now empty.

As long as he can stand here soberly, or even if he is not sober, as long as he can stand here, the Ministry of Magic will definitely not hide him.What a tempting proposal it is to let the famous Eli Smith plead guilty and get punished. They are all eager to try him with various reasons. It is best if he can stand here, hear it with his own ears, and passively accept his own results, or I struggled but it didn't help at all...

But he disappeared, and the protagonist of this trial did not appear.

Perhaps the best-case scenario right now is that he just slipped into an unexplained coma.

Petunia's heart clenched tightly. She used to speak resolutely and resolutely when facing Umbridge, the Minister of Magic, and even Voldemort himself. Now, she wanted to restrain herself desperately. Only by restraining yourself can there be no obvious vibrato in the voice.

"I didn't know that the wizarding trial process was so different from that of Muggles." She said softly, but everyone was quiet again at this moment, so her whisper was clearly heard by everyone.

"A trial where no one was judged?" She asked coldly, staring at the high judges, her eyes showed a serious chill, "I thought the Ministry of Magic would at least want some basic face, even if it was unreasonable to advance Trials, at least bring the people on trial to court."

"Just a little accident, Muggle," Umbridge said again, this time suddenly reverting to a coquettish tone, smiling deliberately and maliciously at her.

"In the magic world, there is a situation that does not require a court trial and can be directly convicted." She said softly, and the corners of her lips curled up impatiently, her smile getting bigger and bigger, "You must not know what it is, it doesn't matter, I can generously Tell you—that's hanging out with evil wizards like You-Know-Who."

In the few seconds after her words fell, the entire courtroom was silent.Everyone stared at her dumbfounded, as if they didn't understand what she was talking about for a moment.The pure-blood wizards headed by Lucius also looked shocked for a moment. They looked at each other, and then gradually thought of something, and their expressions became mysterious.

"It's really unexpected, isn't it, Lucius?" A wizard sitting next to Lucius Malfoy whispered to him, "So Umbridge isn't a Death Eater? I Always thought she must be, and I have to say, she's a lot worse than some Death Eaters I know."

Lucius Malfoy didn't speak. He glanced at Petunia Evans who was still standing near the gate. She stood there alone, with no one fighting side by side. She looked pitifully alone.

But no one can underestimate her, behind her is the support of Muggles, the power and wealth of another world.

Maybe it's better to wait and see how things go.He cautiously asked himself whether the Ministry of Magic and Voldemort were in the same group, who the Ministry of Magic wanted to get rid of now, was the Order of the Phoenix represented by Eli Smith, or was it busy fighting against Eli Smith? Voldemort himself, is not that important.The important thing is the result, who can stand in the position of the final winner, and continue to trade with him for Jin Gallon.

"Who do you want to win, Lucius?" the person next to him suddenly asked, and Lucius was briefly taken aback, Chance thought he was foolish to say what was in his mind.

But of course he didn't, they just thought of it together tacitly.Lucius was silent for a moment, his eyes were unpredictable, and he spoke softly.

"I don't know." He whispered, "But maybe, maybe, Muggles are also an acceptable choice. Although they will be a little bit wronged in the follow-up dealings, and they need to be patient, but they have a problem that cannot be ignored. Advantages, when doing business, we pay more attention to credit, and the signed contracts are generally counted.”

The buzzing of the others still didn't stop, Sirius stood up abruptly who couldn't bear it any longer, Arthur next to him tried to pull him back, but it was completely unsuccessful.

"You stupid thing raised by Voldemort!" he growled, yelling at his immediate superiors as a Ministry of Magic Auror, "fuck you - what, you have the guts to judge alive Voldemort's people? Fuck your mysterious man, read after me, Voldemort—whoever helps Voldemort harm other law-abiding and peace-loving wizards, Merlin will turn him into a leprosy right now! □□!"

The scene fell into brief chaos because of his angry shouting, Umbridge's face flushed, she slapped the table angrily, and shouted at Sirius almost at the same volume.

"You're fired! Sirius Black! You're fired!" she said sharply, "for insulting your superior—"

"Not anymore!" Sirius drew out his wand and strode forward. The people around him tried to stop him, but there were also some people who were dazed—members of the Order of the Phoenix hidden in the crowd—withdrew their wands and blocked him. Make other attacks, let him break through the barriers, and come to those high judges.

"Go back, Sirius!" Amelia Bones said with a frown, and gave him a warning look. "Maybe you have various reasonable reasons, but you shouldn't affect the order of the court."

"Sorry, Amelia, I don't have time to talk to you right now." Sirius replied to her in a hurry. This sentence exhausted his polite quota, and he pointed his wand at Umbridge's. nose.

"Where is Eli now?" He asked loudly with a dark face, "Hand him up! What do you think? If you don't even bring out his people, you will convict him? Why? What crime did he commit? What kind of dirty water are you going to pour on his head?"

"Like I said, he's in collusion with the mysterious man." Umbridge also pulled out her wand, a happy smile appeared on her face, and her whole face was contorted with excitement, "Don't even you so-called companions know?" What a pity. He colluded with the mysterious man, prepared to escape from prison, and even hijacked our poor Minister Scrimgeour, and brutally killed him. Fortunately, the wise and powerful senior officials of the Ministry of Magic found out in time and stopped them Combined horrific deeds, and bestowed upon them with the Dementor's Kiss - but really, given You-Know-Who's wickedness, it's not too much to put them to death, is it?"

In Sirius' pupils dilated by astonishment and fear, she couldn't hide her excitement and giggled.

"I think the death penalty is the most appropriate verdict, what do you think?"

Sirius hadn't had time to extract any words from his chaotic language system, a familiar voice said something loudly, and the smile of Umbridge in front of him was still frozen on his face, behind a ray of light, suddenly changed shape.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it. I think this look suits you, what do you think?"

James Potter strode over with his wand in hand, and said to the transformed Umbridge on the table.

The fat leprosy croaked angrily, and no one could understand it.James turned to Sirius, and the two of them looked at each other.

"Dumbledore's gone to Eli," he said. "They've hid him . . . they've got to find him as soon as possible, before the dementors, Voldemort's preparations, and the Ministry of Magic's back."

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Thanks to Hagiwara Kenji and Li Zeyan for their cats, me and my motherland, the landmines that cannot be separated for a moment~

Briefly summarize the actions of all parties:

Eli: In a coma, fighting Voldemort in the dream world

Voldemort: In Eli's dream world, the two sides compete

Order of the Phoenix: some of them sneaked into the courtroom to maneuver, and some of them stayed outside to respond

Children: Hand out leaflets to incite ordinary wizards to wait for results

Cabinet government: United with other governments to counter the Ministry of Magic

Pure-blood family: repeatedly jumping across the wall for the benefit

Ministry of Magic: Once subject to Voldemort, but now that Voldemort has temporarily disappeared from Eli, killing them both has become an extremely tempting idea.Killed the minister (Barty Jr.) who had been found not to be Scrimgeour earlier, and some of the Prime Ministers of the Ministry of Magic (who were brainwashed) were carrying out anti-Voldemort’s rule. Voldemort’s control over them was unprecedented because he was too busy to take care of himself. Weaken, hide Eli