Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

This is purely because the Ministry of Magic’s law enforcement will only take action when they see something happening. As for criminals or dark wizards who escape early, they basically cannot be caught.

So all of this was done to catch people in the act, and the Wizengamot omitted the part of providing evidence, and instead gave the prisoners time for a stand-up comedy performance, allowing them to argue for themselves.

As for this debate, it is certainly not a debate about one's innocence, but a debate about the necessity of one's actions. For example, if I don't kill him, he will kill him. This is a debate tactic with a very high success rate, and most of the time, the person can be acquitted.

Even if Kaisen did not write letters to the Wizengamot wizards to canvass for votes, the probability of him being acquitted is basically very high.

Most of the wizards in the Wizengamot are well-known wizards with very high social status. They are not afraid of threats or oppression from the Ministry of Magic at all. They will only follow their own hearts.

Even if he stood on the Wizengamot's trial stand at that time, as long as he thought Fudge had made the decision to throw the Dementors into Hogwarts, and even hurt a Hogwarts student, this student was the savior of the wizarding world, the famous Harry Potter.

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and in order to protect the young wizards from further harm, he rushed into the Ministry of Magic and cut off Fudge's arm despite having been warned in advance.

That's nothing.

Purely acquitted, it was faster than the blind spot collision of the other world teleportation device.

"Ah... Fudge still makes things difficult for me." Kaisen picked up his big book helplessly. This was the guide for making wither transcriptions for ordinary people during this holiday.

For him, making a wither is as easy as kneading plasticine, but it is not the same for ordinary little wizards. As mentioned before, for an ordinary little wizard to make a wither, not only does he need to develop comprehensively in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, he also needs to be proficient in most of the courses in Hogwarts.

In order to copy this knowledge, Kaisen basically didn't get a good night's sleep during the entire holiday.

"Damn it Fudge...why the hell do we have classes in the afternoon???"

The Wizengamot trial process is very fast. Basically, the crime is read out, the wizard defends himself, and then the Wizengamot members vote by raising their hands. The wizard is either acquitted or sent to Azkaban. The whole process usually takes no more than two hours.

The preparation process is long. Members of the Wizengamot are scattered all over the world all year round, serving as diplomatic envoys here and attending cutting-edge forums there. It is very likely that the preparation process will take ten days or half a month to complete.

But this time it was much faster... just seven days. On that day, Kaisen received the summons from the Wizengamot just after class.

"Kaysen, change your clothes and let's go." Dumbledore appeared behind Kaisen and said.

I'm here to help you with the limited edition Kaisen, and I'm also asking for gifts.

Chapter 158 Trial

Wizengamot...

"Nervous?" Dumbledore asked as he and Kaisen sat in a separate room.

"I'm not nervous... You don't lack confidence in your own connections, do you?" Kaisen asked back.

"Of course not. I just think that normally, even if you know it's a must-win situation, you should be a little nervous," Dumbledore explained.

"The facts show that I am not an ordinary person."

Soon a Ministry employee knocked on the door and the two followed him out into the center of the Wizengamot.

When he left, he gave Kaisen a thumbs up in a subtle way.

Soon, all the members of the Wizengamot entered. A few of them were Kaisen's acquaintances, but most of them were Dumbledore's acquaintances.

He is the king of connections at Hogwarts.

"Are you sure you have arranged everything? Who are you looking for?" At this time, Kaisen did not forget to ask Dumbledore. Although he was not nervous, if Dumbledore was unreliable or the Wizengamot made trouble and made him lose the case, would he just run away?

Although this kind of thing is impossible to happen.

But soon he saw a figure that was very familiar to him at the Wizengamot seat.

Kaisen only knew that his name was Lestat, and that he was the one who demonstrated the physical Obliviation to others with an anvil when he first came into contact with the wizarding world.

Kaisen suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. What is the most unfortunate thing in life?

One such scene was when one of the jurors at the trial was a former enemy.

Although the number of one person is not enough for the Wizengamot to decide to kill me...

"Oh, what a bad idea!" Kaisen sighed helplessly.

Soon all the members of the Wizengamot and the Accuser Fudge were in place, and an elegant witch sitting on a separate high platform coughed softly.

It is worth mentioning that at first glance, Fudge has both arms, but if you look closely, you can see that one of them is a prosthesis made by alchemy.

It was only then that Kaisen noticed that the witch was also wearing a monocle...very tasteful. He also noticed a silver nameplate in the center of the platform.

Amelia Burns, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement

"Kasenhis... please sit down." Burns said in a deep voice.

Kaisen looked behind him and saw a square chair with chains wrapped around it.

"Forehead......"

He kicked the chair with some disgust, and instantly the chair broke into small pieces and disappeared. Then he casually placed a pure black wool sofa in its place, of course, this was to match the decoration and accessories here.

"Aren't you going to give me one too?" said Dumbledore.

Kaisen was silent for a while and placed two more sofas on both sides of the sofa he was sitting on, this was to achieve symmetry.

"Thank you."

Burns ignored Kaisen and Dumbledore's little movements, but took out a piece of parchment and spoke calmly.

"The defendant, Caesar Heath, is accused of... teleporting to the Minister's office at the Ministry of Magic without the Ministry's permission, and magically attacking Dolores Umbridge, the former Deputy Minister and current junior diplomatic employee in South America and Africa... and injuring Cornelius Fudge's arm with a longsword."

"This is true."

Burns nodded. "You have five minutes now to explain the rationale for your actions."

Kaisen rolled his eyes. "Do I need to justify what I did? What do you all think is reasonable?"

"Is it reasonable for Fudge to stuff a dementor, who has no reason and only knows how to suck human souls, into a den of young wizards? Or is it reasonable for me, who was furious at the Ministry of Magic's clever operation and rushed into the office to cut off Fudge's arm, to do such a thing?"

"Kesenhis! Now we are talking about what you did, don't say anything irrelevant." Fudge suddenly spoke up.

"Why can't I say it?" Kaisen leaned back in the sofa: "You can do such stupid things, and you are afraid of what others say! To be honest, I regret it now... I regret that I chopped off your arm instead of your head!" Kaisen fought back without giving in.

"Mr. Kesenhith, please let us end this topic. You said that what you did was to protect the young wizards, but the Dementors did not leave Hogwarts. So, is this behavior venting your anger, revenge, or protection?" Burns asked calmly.

"You should ask our wise and mighty Mr. Fudge about this. According to him, the magic item that controls the Dementors has been destroyed and is now being repaired in the Department of Mysteries... Such an important thing can be broken. Does Fudge have nothing better to do than use that thing as an ashtray?" Kaysen said with a sneer.

Fudge shrank his head in embarrassment, because the magical item that controlled the Dementors was an alchemical skull... In a sense, if you just put it upside down... it could really be used as an ashtray. Even the missing teeth in the skull could hold cigars, so it was really convenient to use.

"Finally, is your behavior extreme?"

"In fact, my behavior was not extreme. I wrote to Fudge before that, warning him that it would be better to restrain the Dementors. If the Dementors harmed the young wizards, I would tear off their heads and plant them in a flowerpot."

"So in fact, I wrote the advance notice letter in advance, and I only cut off his arm, not his head."

"You mean that everything you did was premeditated, not an extreme act?"

"It's okay if you think so." Kaisen said casually, rolling his eyes.

"Now the Wizengamot members will begin the vote. Those who think Kesenhith is guilty, please raise your hands." Burns nodded and said.

A few hands were raised sparsely at the Wizengamot seats. Kaisen took a quick look and saw that most of them were employees of the Ministry of Magic, that is, those under Fudge's supervision.

"Kaisenhis is guilty, six votes. Those who think Kaisenhis is not guilty, please raise your hands."

The entire conference hall seemed to darken in an instant. Kaisen looked around casually and saw that a large number of arms were stretched out from the entire conference hall. Even Burns, who was sitting alone on the trial stand, raised his hand.

It seems that the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement under the Ministry of Magic doesn't care about Fudge.

Kaysen and Dumbledore looked at each other.

"uh-huh."

Chapter 159 I'm Sorry for Being a Dog

When Kaisen and Dumbledore left the Wizengamot Hall, they were walking slowly until a figure appeared beside Kaisen.

Kaisen glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, his pupils shrank, Lester.

To be honest, when he was being tried, he took a special look at Lester and voted for his own innocence.

In fact, Kaisen hoped that he would vote guilty, so that he could repay the anvil for the rapid, rhythmic and regular contact it had made on his head.

Moreover, in his own eyes, he would be just an ordinary little Auror of the Ministry of Magic, mindlessly supporting Fudge's little Karami, and he would not feel any psychological pressure to stay away from him or to utter trash words.

But now it’s different. When I almost smashed him to death with an anvil, he was still able to vote for me not guilty.

What kind of person is this?

A noble person, a loving person, a wise person, a kind person.

People like this always feel that if they run away now, it would be a bit impolite to others.

"What are you thinking about?" Lester asked curiously as he looked at Kaisen's rolling eyes.

As for Dumbledore, he gave up his space to the two young men early on.

"I was wondering why you voted for me to be not guilty. Don't we have some grudge against each other?" Kaisen asked, throwing away all the weird thoughts in his mind.

"What you are doing is the right thing. Why can't I give a green light to a right thing and a righteous person? Of course, I still don't agree with you using magic to do decoration in the Muggle world." Lester said seriously.

"You're a very nice person." Kaisen said with a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment... Although I don't like you either since this is our first meeting, you are indeed a good person." Lester happily acknowledged such a compliment. It was obvious that this kind of compliment that came out inadvertently was very helpful to him.

"As for me... I'm generally fine. By the way, aren't you an Auror? Will Fudge target you if you just vote not guilty?" Kaisen asked.

"Not really, because ever since that time when you were in the office with Dumbledore and Fudge and I said I forgave you...I was fired." Lester said somewhat embarrassedly.

"So you are now..."

"Apart from the dozen or so shops in the most prosperous area of ​​Diagon Alley left by my family, the family estate occupying an entire island, the highest-level trust fund in Gringotts, the Wizengamot seat passed down to me by my father, the mountains of gold Galleons in the vault, and the great magical experiments I am conducting, I really have nothing left." Lester said bitterly.

"Oh......." Kaisen listened to Lester's Versailles speech in silence. His brain told him that Lester must have said this on purpose in order to make others exclaim in amazement.

And he had just helped me at the Wizengamot, so it was understandable for me to reciprocate and cooperate with his little Versailles habit. There was nothing wrong with it.

It's a pity that not everything in the world goes according to his ideas. For example, his mouth is obviously very fast, and he speaks subconsciously and sarcasticly more than twice as fast.

"Then you are really pitiful, you have nothing..."

The corner of Lester's mouth twitched: "I have something else to do. I need to go home and sleep."

"Yeah, see you later." Kaisen waved his hand awkwardly.

Witnessing a new friend refusing to communicate because of his high emotional intelligence, he could only sigh helplessly.