I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 195 Youth representative of the Wizengamot
Back at the castle, Orlando had a good night's sleep, while Harry didn't sleep all night. What happened tonight was so unreal that he was a little overwhelmed, so he got out of bed at dawn.

"Harry, what are you thinking?" Hermione asked at breakfast, seeing him in a trance.

"What do you think Dumbledore will do with Peter Pettigrew?"

"It should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for trial. Don't think about it too much, we will go to the school hospital to visit Ron later."

"I prepared a chocolate cake for Ron. Capri made it with care. I hope he likes it." On the way to the school hospital, Orlando pulled out a three-layer cake like a magic trick.

"Madame Pomfrey, we are here to visit Ron." Madam Pomfrey came out from the darkness and lit the candles in the hall. She was a little sleepy, as if she hadn't woken up.

"Come in, Ron is in bed No. 11, you guys go, don't stay too long, don't affect the patient's rest." She opened the door and instructed again.

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Hermione said sweetly.

At this time, Ron woke up from his sleep when he heard the movement. His face was a little pale. This was the sequelae of excessive blood loss. Fortunately, it was all skin trauma and no bones were injured. He will be fine after a few days of cultivation.

"Are you awake?" Ron was hurt because of him, which made Harry very guilty, "Orlando has prepared chocolate cake for you, and I haven't had time to prepare it yet.

"It's okay. I'm already very happy that you can come to see me. Black didn't hurt you, did he?"

"No, he was wronged. The real culprit is Peter Pettigrew. He was captured by Orlando, and he was transformed by your pet Scabbers."

Ron's eyes widened. Although he was mentally prepared when Black said it, he still had a hard time accepting it when the truth was confirmed. After all, Banban had been with him for several years, eating together, bathing together, sleeping together, and listening to him from time to time. He told his heart.But who would have thought that this pet turned out to be an Animagus, transformed from a human, and a bald old man, just thinking about it makes people feel sick.

Orlando quickly understood his thoughts, wanted to laugh but held back, after all, thinking about this scene makes people laugh.

"Don't be sad, eat some chocolate cake, freshly baked this morning, it tastes delicious." Orlando took out a knife and cut a large piece and handed it to him, Ron took it numbly.

"Eat some, too." Orlando cut two more pieces and handed them to Harry and Hermione.

"Eating too much sweets will make you fat." Hermione knew that Ron was feeling uncomfortable, so she hurriedly changed the subject, "But the taste is really good, Ron, eat more, just to replenish blood."

Not long after sitting in the school hospital, a strange voice sounded outside, and then Madam Pomfrey walked in and told them that Dumbledore asked them to go to the principal's office.

"It seems that what happened last night is not over yet, Ron, take a good rest and don't be burdened." After wiping his palms, Orlando patted Ron on the shoulder.

At this time, the principal's office was overcrowded. Fudge led a group of people to squeeze into a circle as if they were facing an enemy. Sirius Black and Pettigrew Peter were tied up and thrown on the ground. Fudge frowned tightly, and Dumbledore The old god sat comfortably on the chair.

Orlando pushed the door open and walked in. After scanning around, he quickly realized that he might be involved in political struggle again.

"Professor, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, Orlando, the Ministry of Magic hopes that you, the person involved, can tell the whole story of last night."

"Let Harry talk about this matter, he knows this matter better than me." Orlando resolutely let Harry behind him out, and Harry would not get the chance to be in the limelight.

He pulled Hermione and walked through the crowd, found an armchair and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea leisurely, as if he didn't care about my business.

The sudden change made Harry a little at a loss. He looked nervously at Dumbledore, and then at Orlando.

"Harry, you are the person involved, and it will be more convincing for you to speak." Orlando encouraged.

Dumbledore nodded, agreeing with his statement.

"Connelly, I think you don't mind letting Harry do the talking."

Cornelius Fudge nodded. He had seen how difficult Orlando was. He didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't want to force it, so as not to make the relationship between them too rigid.

"Harry, tell me." He pointed to Harry and said.

Harry has been thinking about it for a long time. He started with himself and Ron visiting Hagrid. He told how Ron was attacked and injured. Black used this as a threat to escape from the secret passage. Orlando sent a signal for help, and Peter Pettigrew was arrested, how the two sides confronted each other, and so on.

What I said was a bit confusing, but the process and context of the matter were roughly explained.The more Fudge listened, his frown deepened. His eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of Dumbledore and Orlando. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was a conspiracy in this matter.

You must know that the case of arresting Sirius Black was a major event that caused a sensation in the entire magic world back then, but now the world is suddenly told that Black is innocent, the Ministry of Magic has arrested the wrong person, and the real culprit is someone else, and this person is still regarded by the Ministry of Magic. As a "hero", Peter Pettigrew, who had been awarded the second class of the Order of Merlin, died many years ago?

If the outside world knew about this, the British Ministry of Magic would not become the laughing stock of the magical world. How could he, the British Ministry of Magic, still have a bright face?No matter how you look at it, this matter is not good for him. It's no wonder he has a good face.

The more Cornelius Fudge thought about it, the more angry he became, and his face turned red. If Harry was alone, he wouldn't be afraid. After all, although Harry has the title of "Savior", he is soft-spoken, lacks connections and strength, and cannot influence public opinion. It can be easily suppressed without his presence.

But on the opposite side is Dumbledore, the most outstanding magic master of this century, and Orlando, who cannot be underestimated. These two people are not something he can buy if he wants to, let alone suppress them.

"You go out first, take the two people on the ground away, and keep them under strict supervision." As expected of an old politician, Fudge calmed down quickly and ordered.

Seeing that the good show was over, Orlando hurriedly got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Dumbledore, I have an immature suggestion. Orlando's contribution to this incident must be commended. We haven't had such an outstanding young man in the British Isles for a long time. I would like to propose him in the name of the Ministry of Magic. As the youth representative of the Wizengamot, how about you and I sign together?"

Fudge is such a big hand, you must know that this youth representative of the Wizengamot is not available to ordinary people, and it is impossible to pass the vote without sufficient merit and reputation.With this status, Orlando can reach the sky in one step. As long as he becomes an adult, he can enter the list of candidates for the Wizengamot. Once the Wizengamot is vacant, he has the opportunity to be a substitute. He joined the ranks of the most prominent and powerful people in the wizarding world.

Dumbledore once won this title, and no one in the entire British Isles has this honor after him. It can be said that Fudge really spent his money this time.

"Oh, this is a good thing. I agree with your decision." Dumbledore did not disagree on this issue. After all, the better Orlando is, the higher the quality of teaching at Hogwarts. He does not agree with this kind of mutual benefit. May be turned away.

(End of this chapter)