Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 338 Ministry of Magic, the hearing begins!
The British Ministry of Magic is located deep beneath Whitehall in central London, with its visitor entrance being a red telephone booth in a dimly lit alley near Whitehall.

Dial the number "62442" on the phone, and after identity verification, the phone booth will transform into an elevator, taking visitors directly to the Ministry of Magic's main office.

Of course, there wasn't just one of these phone booths, but multiple ones. Besides phone booths, there were other ways to enter the Ministry of Magic, such as the Floo Network.

Harry and his friends then took the elevators from red telephone booths to the Ministry of Magic.

As soon as I stepped out of the red telephone booth elevator, I was in front of a large hall.

Fireplaces are embedded in the long walls on both sides, and these fireplaces are connected to the Floo Powder Network, which can supply multiple people at the same time.

The floor was made of polished, dark wood planks, and the ceiling was peacock blue with ever-changing gold symbols.

In the center of the hall is the Magic Brothers Fountain, a group of golden sculptures consisting of wizards, witches, centaurs, fairies, and house-elves.

At the end of the lobby are two large golden doors, next to which is the guard post. Behind the doors is a smaller hall with many elevators.

When Harry and his friends reached the vicinity of the fountain, they encountered the Daily Prophet selling its newspapers.

When the newspaper vendor first saw Harry and his friends again, he instinctively called out, "Gentlemen, would you like to buy a copy of the latest Daily Prophet?"

But when he saw Harry's face, he froze, his expression becoming extremely stiff.

Harry noticed something was wrong, came to his side, and smiled:
"Give me a copy of the Daily Prophet."

The wizard selling newspapers wanted to refuse, but upon seeing Harry's malicious expression, he immediately gave up resisting and handed Harry a copy of the newspaper.

After seeing the details in the newspaper, Harry immediately understood why the wizard was behaving that way.

The Daily Prophet's homepage prominently displayed a line of letters:

"Are Harry Potter and Dumbledore crazy or just stupid? They're spreading rumors that Voldemort has returned."

“Sir, this…” The newspaper-selling wizard was anxious to explain. He had long heard all sorts of rumors about the savior Harry and knew that although he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he was already one of the most powerful wizards in the wizarding world.

If he were to incur the wrath of such a powerful wizard, he might die silently one night while he was sleeping.

Harry waved his hand, ignoring the newspaper-selling wizard's thoughts.

The newspaper-selling wizard wasn't the mastermind behind everything, and making things difficult for him wouldn't do any good; Harry wasn't that idle.

The mastermind behind everything is likely the higher-ups at the Daily Prophet and Minister of Magic Fudge. As for Minister Fudge, there's no need to worry; this hearing will completely resolve his issues.

However, the Daily Prophet's management needs to take special action. This isn't the world's largest media organization, and they can't let this go unchecked any longer.

The others behind Harry also saw the Daily Prophet's report, and Mrs. Weasley said angrily:

"That fool Fudge! Does he think that covering his ears and closing his eyes will stop the darkness from spreading?"
He was willing to let the entire wizarding world live in lies just to get his ministerial chair.

He just sends his sycophants everywhere to spread rumors that Harry is a fraud and that Dumbledore is plotting something!

Mr. Weasley echoed his sentiments: "Does he even know what this means? It means that those who are truly fighting against the Dark Arts will be isolated, and it means that families like ours with children outside will have to live in constant fear!"
He didn't care about the wizards' lives or deaths at all; he was only afraid of losing his pitiful amount of power!

Harry smiled and reassured the Weasleys, "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, please don't be too angry. Headmaster Dumbledore and I have already discussed it and will resolve this issue soon."

Mrs. Weasley asked with some doubt, "Are you sure our plan can really succeed? How could those pure-blood families possibly help us?"

Mrs. Weasley was unaware that some of the leaders of the pure-blood families had been taken over by Harry, who now wielded considerable influence within them. This was why she distrusted Harry's plans.

Harry smiled mysteriously and repeated, "Don't worry."

Harry told no one except Dumbledore about his control over some of the pure-blood family patriarchs.

He didn't want his companions and family to mistake him for a ruthless wizard.

The group took the same elevator to the lower level of the Ministry of Magic, which is the Department of Mysteries.

Hermione's hearing will take place in one of the rooms here.

Hermione held Harry's hand tightly the whole way; she could only find some sense of security in Harry now.

When they arrived at the room, Harry noticed that she was trembling slightly. Although the little witch was usually very brave, she was still nervous about such a big occasion.

Harry patted her hand, his voice carrying a calming magic, and said gently, "Don't worry, Hermione, everything will be alright, I promise."

Hermione nodded emphatically, pushed open the door and entered the room, then went to the dock.

Meanwhile, under everyone's watchful eyes, Harry walked to the side of the dock to attend the hearing as Hermione's defense attorney.

Bang bang bang!
A sudden, piercing sound rang out in the otherwise calm courtroom.

Fudge, seated at the head of the court, slammed his gavel down forcefully.

After everyone looked at him, he said seriously:

"The disciplinary hearing for Hermione Granger will now begin on August 12. The hearing will be conducted by Cornelius Oswald Fudge."

Hermione Granger, you are accused of using the Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle without authorization on August 6 in the suburbs of London, in a serious violation of Section 7 of the International Federation of Wizarding Regime and the Code of Conduct for Minor Wizards!
Do you plead guilty to the charges?

Once the hearing officially began, the jurors behind Fudge sat up straight.

Umbridge sat in the side seat, a sharp smile playing on his lips, his quill pen scratching across the parchment as if he had already written his verdict.

Fudge's fingers rubbed the handle of the gavel, his scrutinizing gaze filled with undisguised hostility.

Clearly, this hearing was not intended to be impartial from the beginning, but rather to serve as a warning to all "Harry and Dumbledore supporters".

Treated this way, Hermione became even more nervous. She looked at Harry, who was standing to the side, somewhat at a loss. Harry narrowed his eyes but smiled and gestured to Hermione to tell the truth.

(End of this chapter)