God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

Therefore, although Ye Ting's behavior was to slap Wizengamot in the face, it was also a warning. The wizards present seemed to hear the boy say coldly in their ears: " This is my strength! So pay attention to your attitude later, if you offend me, what do you think will happen to you?"

And Dumbledore sang with Ye Ting in the trial seat, which is a kind of clear support for Ye Ting. In front of such two powerful wizards, all opponents must hesitate.

"Do you want to offend these two people at the same time?"

The answer is obvious. Although Cornelius Fudge and the pure-blooded faction had drawn in beforehand, but faced with such a young powerhouse and a veteran white wizard leader at the same time, almost all neutrals immediately gave up the original one. Instead, they moved closer to Ye Ting and Dumbledore, and they all expressed their attitude by enjoying the refreshments arranged by Ye Ting.

There is quite the feeling of "drinking this bowl of wine, you are your own."

Needless to say, the wizards who were on Ye Ting's side wanted to turn this trial into a farce.

Even some pure-blood wizards were frightened by Ye Ting's hand, and they began to hesitate whether their plan was too rash this time, and they might have kicked the iron plate.

However, Cornelius Fudge did not notice the change in the situation for the time being. He blushed and announced loudly with anger: "The defendant is finally here, let's start. Are you ready?"

The words were said towards the other side of his bench.

"Yes, sir." It was his assistant who answered.

"The trial on November 11," said Fudge in a humming voice, "the trial of third-year Ravenclaw student Ting Ye at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on November 20 at the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch. The Ministry of Magic Public Service Protection Act and the Azkaban Public Service Act."

"Interrogators: Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge; Director of Magical Law Enforcement Division Amelia Susan Burns; Senior Deputy Minister Dolores Jane Umbridge, Absent. Trial Recorder: Robin Boylopez Butler - Defence Witness: None -"

Hearing this, Dumbledore stood up in the trial seat and interrupted coldly: "Defendant witnesses: all the teachers and students of Hogwarts, full authority: Albus Percival Woolf. Rick Brian Dumbledore."

Dumbledore's words immediately choked Fudge. He opened his mouth weakly, trying to point out that the witness could not be entrusted to be present, but in the end he didn't say it.

"Yes," Fudge said, moving the papers in front of him awkwardly. "Well then. Now...the accusation. Yes."

He took a piece of parchment from a pile of papers, took a deep breath, and read aloud: "The accused has been charged with the following offences: 'The accused, who had previously been warned in writing by the Ministry of Magic for similar charges, is now fully aware of himself Under the circumstance that the behavior is illegal, on November 11th at 11:[-] p.m., at the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts, in front of all the teachers and students of the school, he cast a spirited guard. He also attacked the dementors that Azkaban accepted the mission of inspecting Hogwarts, killing eighteen dementors in total, and seriously wounding seven dementors, which had to be carried out for a long time. More than two months of training."

"This act violates section [-], paragraph [-], of the Protection of Public Officials of the Ministry of Magic Act [-] and paragraph [-] of the Azkaban Public Service Act [-]. Twenty-one..."

"You're a third-year student in the Ravenclaw branch of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Ting Ye?" Fudge asked, staring at Ye Ting from above the parchment.

"Yes."

Ye Ting said lightly.

"You were officially warned by the Ministry of Magic two months ago for using magic to attack and injure Dementors, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"You know that the Dementor you hurt is a Ministry of Magic employee, employed by Azkaban?"

"Yes."

"You knew that the target of your attack was on Ministry of Magic business?"

"Yes."

At this moment, the witch with the monocle interrupted Fudge with a loud and deep voice.

"You conjured up a full-fledged Patronus?"

"Yes."

"Your Patronus really hurt the Dementors?"

"Yes."

"Your Patronus is a dragon? And this Patronus has injured and even killed a Dementor more than once?"

"Yes, it burned the dementor with its breath." Ye Ting became impatient.

"Last question." The witch looked at him with a strange look: "You're only fourteen?"

"Yes," Ye Ting said with a frown, "My birthday is in June."

"It's amazing that you have invented a magic that can hurt a dementor," said Ms. Burns, looking at him with admiration, "no one has ever been able to hurt a dementor! You are the first to do this. A little, and only fourteen years old, there are many of us who can't even summon the Patronus." The wizards around her began to whisper again.Some nodded and drank their tea again, while others showed displeased expressions and shook their heads.

"It's not a question of how great magic is," Fudge said in an exasperated voice, "actually I think the more great the worse, because that kid is using magic to harm the Ministry of Magic, and he's not here to do it. To be praised by you, but to be judged!"

Chapter 0145 Longwei and slander

Hearing Cornelius Fudge's words, Ye Ting, who seemed impatient with boring questions, burst out.

"Judgment?" He stood up from his seat and glanced at the wizards around him with a look of arrogance and indifference, "Do you really think I'm here to be judged?"

At this moment, heavy pressure fell on everyone, cold sweat began to flow continuously, panic, fear and despair began to devour their hearts, making them breathless.At this moment, they no longer feel that they are a member of the glory of Wizengamore, but are just as powerless as a small animal being targeted by natural enemies.

It is Longwei.

Although he did not transform into a giant dragon, the dragon power released by Ye Ting still put great mental pressure on the wizards present. Some demeanor.

But in fact, even Dumbledore himself was shocked, because the huge momentum just now almost overwhelmed him, which neither Voldemort nor Grindelwald could do.

Seeing the shivering wizards in front of him, Ye Ting nodded with satisfaction and put away his dragon power. The next moment, the wizards were all in a mess, especially Fudge himself, who was lying on the table and taking a big mouth He was gasping for breath, almost suffocating him just now.

Even in the face of Voldemort, they couldn't put so much pressure on them. They even thought for a moment that the young man in front of him would suddenly turn into a giant dragon and devour everyone present.

From this moment on, everyone's eyes on Ye Ting changed. It was respect, reverence, fear, and jealousy. No one dared to treat him as a fourteen-year-old boy.

Ye Ting returned to the chair, leaned lazily on the backrest, raised Erlang's legs, and said to Fudge: "I didn't come here to accept any trial, on the contrary, I came here to hold you accountable. The Ministry of Magic claims to be able to Controlling the dementors, but indulging them and letting them enter Hogwarts almost caused serious consequences. I need a reasonable explanation from the Ministry of Magic for this matter, otherwise, this matter will not be so simple. finished."

His tone was flat, as if he was just talking about something trivial, but the words he said made Fudge extremely sad, because the people in front of him didn't take him seriously at all, he was provoking him, the Minister of Magic, Provoking the entire Ministry of Magic.

Fudge wanted to get angry, want to scold the boy in front of him, and want to say that the Ministry of Magic would never be threatened, but the words had already reached his lips, but he subconsciously stopped to watch.The scene just now left a deep impression on him - the huge and suffocating psychological pressure is still reverberating in his heart to this day.