Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Dorjee narrowed his eyes and looked at the illusory light gate shining in front of him.

Immediately after, three people walked out of the light gate.

The first one was emaciated, although his unkempt hair had been cleaned up well.

But Dorjee still recognized it at a glance.

This is Wanted, Sirius Black!

Behind Sirius was a hook-nosed man in a black wizard's robe with long, greasy hair.

He also knew this person, who was the former Death Eater who had been rescued by Dumbledore in the first place.

Snape is now taught in Potions class at Hogwarts.

Dorjee noticed the metal cage Snape was holding......

Behind Snape was a middle-aged man.

This man, Dorjee had seen at Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix, seemed to be called Remus Lupin.

I think it's the guy who helped escort Peter Pettigrew.

Three people, one mouse, after the light gate came out.

Dumbledore made a move.

The metal cake on the ground flew back into his hand.

Even the door of light disappeared.

Dorjee sighed softly.

"No wonder, you're not worried at all. "

Fudge...... This time I was completely wrong......"

Originally, Fudge mobilized most of the Aurors and strikers in the Auror office to set up an ambush outside.

He was aware of it, too.

I was worried.

But now it seems......

Worry about a hammer.

Dumbledore didn't even go through the main door!

People are directly teleported in!

"But...... What are you? Can you ......?"

Dumbledore smiled and put the thing in his pocket.

"Efias, I know you're probably interested in this thing. "

"But I feel that "five-three-three" has to be solved now. "

"Everything, I'll tell you more about it after this matter is over. "

The sooner the trial is completed, the sooner everyone can rest assured.

Dorjee nodded hurriedly and said, "What you said ......"

"But......" Dorjee winked at Dumbledore, "right now, the Inquisitor hasn't come yet." "

Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them with a handkerchief, "That'...... He's going to have to be informed......"

......

The presiding judge in this case was Fudge.

It's just that although he won the position of chief judge at the beginning.

But he knew that this position could not completely control this matter.

So, he put all his bets on Scrimgeour and his Aurors.

According to the plan, in the absence of Dumbledore.

So many Aurors and strikers trying to catch a Sirius that Animagus had exposed.

It couldn't be too simple!

Therefore, he never thought about really going to be the chief judge.

As a result, Fudge still calmly sits in his office, sipping coffee and reading the Daily Prophet.

He didn't even change the presiding judge's clothes, which was called calm and calm.

Thinking that I could finally suppress a Dumbledore.

Fudge's mood became good.

It was so good that he didn't even knock on the door when Kingsley came in, and he didn't get angry.

"Mr. Minister, you need to change your clothes quickly. "

Kingsley held a fuchsia Wizengamot wizarding robe and hat in his hands.

"What clothes?" Fudge looked at the clothes in Kingsley's hand, a little puzzled.

Scrimgeour had just told him that Sirius hadn't appeared yet.

If the parties don't show up, the trial court will not be opened, so what kind of clothes will the presiding judge change into?

"Because the trial is about to begin, Dorjee Advisor has sent someone to urge. "

Fudge frowned and said, "The court is open, no one has arrived, what kind of court is being held?" Dorjee, this old guy seems to be old and confused!"

"In fact...... Mr. Minister, Sirius and Peter Pettigrew, have arrived. "

"Poof!" Fudge took a sip of coffee and sprayed it all over the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"What do you mean?"

"That's it...... Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew have arrived at the Wizengamot Tribunal. "

As he said this, Kingsley desperately suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to go up like crazy.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There are so many Aurors and Strikers!How did they get in?" Fudge said angrily.

"Kingsley!

Kingsley shrugged, "Mr. Minister, I don't think Dumbledore and Dorjee would joke about such things...... Because it seems, it's so disrespectful to you. "

Fudge's mouth was open and his face darkened.

Could it be that they really infiltrated the Ministry of Magic in some way that they didn't know about?

Or ...... Is there someone Dumbledore in the Aurors?

And then those inner ghosts put Sirius in them?

Seemingly...... That's the only way to do it!

However, it is necessary to hide Scrimgeour and let Sirius in.

How many people must have obeyed Dumbledore's orders!

There is an even more terrifying possibility, that is, it is not the Aurors under his command who are traitors.

It's Scrimgeour who defends himself!

Thinking of this, Fudge's originally fiery heart suddenly became cold......

Originally, I thought that the power under my hand was ironclad.

Now it seems, it's leakier than a sieve!

Fudge's lips trembled, and he finally took the dress from Kingsley's hand without saying a word.

"I'll ...... later"

......

"Quickly revealed!"

"Whew!"

"Ouch!"

A loving, fat, balding middle-aged man fell to the floor of the Wizengamot courtroom.

"Shhh...... It's really Peter Pettigrew!"

Among the members of the Wizengamot who were doing it, someone who recognized Peter exclaimed.

There was a burst of discussion in the courtroom.

Just now, Dumbledore released Peter Pettigrew from his cage.

Then he used his powerful manifestation spell to lift his Animagus state.

As a result, Peter Pettigrew, after more than a decade on the run, reappeared in front of the public.

At this moment, the doors of the courtroom were opened.

A grim-faced Fudge strode in.

"Dumbledore, how dare you start a trial before I arrive?"

"No...... Connelly, we are not beginning the trial, in fact, I am just waiting for you, sorting out our evidence...... Well...... Also, prepare our witnesses. "

Dumbledore's tone was very flat, so flat that Fudge's hair stood on end.

As soon as he made eye contact with Dumbledore, Fudge's heart skipped a beat.

He almost ran out of breath......

Why hadn't he noticed that Dumbledore's eyes were so terrifying?

Fudge pursed his mouth, then his gaze swept over Peter Pettigrew.

My heart suddenly cooled down......

When Peter Pettigrew, the dead man, very unreasonably, appeared alive in the courtroom.

There is no longer suspense in this case......

Fudge's heart suddenly felt a sense of regret.

He realized that he might be too anxious.

If this is a favor for Dumbledore......

It's a pity that everything is late now, this dumb loser, he really has to eat!

I thought that I was going to spit out all the benefits that I had just eaten in my mouth and return them to Shafiq. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Fudge was so distressed again that he couldn't breathe.

......

“...... Therefore, I pronounce the sentence...... Sirius Black, not guilty......"

When Fudge gritted his teeth and read the verdict, his face turned pale.

With Dumbledore's ample preparation, there was no suspense in the outcome.

Sirius was acquitted on the spot, and all wanted warrants were revoked.

The Ministry of Magic needs to compensate Sirius with a large sum of gold Galleons as compensation......

Also publish an article in the Daily Prophet to restore Sirius's reputation.

As for Peter Pettigrew, because of his own bad behavior.

Plus Dumbledore's operations.

was directly sentenced to a "dementor kiss......

This is the equivalent of a death sentence!

Peter Pettigrew faints in the court when he hears the verdict.

After Fudge finished reading the verdict, he didn't even look at Dumbledore.

Directly strode out of the courtroom with a grim face. []

"Look...... I've told you a long time ago that Fudge wasn't a good candidate, and you didn't believe it. "

Dorjee leaned over to Dumbledore and said.

"Alas...... It seems that I don't think people are very good......" Dumbledore shook his head.

At this point, he was also disappointed in Fudge.

Fudge didn't help himself, but he didn't care too much.

What he cared about was that Fudge hadn't become an upright Minister of Magic......

"Hehe, Albus, now you should tell me what that little thing of yours is, right?"

Dorjee glanced at Sirius, who was hugging and laughing with Lupin, and asked with a smile.

At the same time, the surrounding Wizengamot members also came up.

After the light gate appeared just now, Sirius appeared.

So, they're all very interested in this little thing.

Dumbledore took out the little thing and remembered that morning two days ago.

That day, he had just finished breakfast.

I saw Blake and Professor Barblin with a pair of dark circles walking into his office......

Then he got a detailed blueprint for alchemy, as well as several finished products......

When Blake told himself that these gadgets he called the Waypoint...

To a certain extent, it can replace his dimensional gate to realize fixed-point teleportation.

Dumbledore even doubted that he had misheard.

But as it turned out, Blake wasn't lying.

It's such a small thing like a metal cake, but it can teleport people and objects to each other at will like a disappearing cabinet.

And it's not just two waypoints that teleport to each other.

As long as the teleportation points have been marked with each other, they can be teleported to each other like Floo powder!

It's much better than vanishing cabinets and fireplaces!

Although Blake said that this is only a beta version, and it is not possible to open and close at will like the dimensional gates.

However, for Dumbledore, it was also a great creation.

The most important thing is that that alchemy blueprint, even if it is his alchemy level, can successfully make this kind of teleportation point against the blueprint!

Moreover, the materials that need to be spent are not precious.

On average, a teleportation point costs about thirty gold galleons in materials.

This number, compared to the function of this gadget, is really not worth mentioning!

With Dumbledore's mind, he certainly knew why Blake would pull Professor Babling with him to make such a remarkable alchemy product so urgently.

This is the child's fear that when he embarks on a time travel in uncertainty about his life and death, the people around him will become very inconvenient without his dimensional portal.

As for pulling Professor Barbling, Dumbledore's understanding was that there was one more person who had witnessed the entire manufacturing process.

In the future, if he really can't come back, there will be one more person who has a deep understanding of this alchemy product......

This kid is now trying to leave as many useful things as possible for his friends and relatives around him......

What a good boy......

"Albus, what's wrong with you?" Dorjee quickly asked when he saw Dumbledore stunned.

"Oh...... Nothing ......," Dumbledore wiped his slightly moist eyes.

"Don't sell it, what is this little thing? Dorjee asked.

Dumbledore looked around and saw the curiosity in everyone's eyes.

"This little thing is called the Waypoint, and it's an alchemical product made by a child. "

Dumbledore paused for a moment, then continued:

"The kid's name is Black...... Blake Dumbledore!"

"Yes, that's my child. "

Dumbledore puffed out his chest, his eyes full of pride......

......

"Baker...... You take this bag and put it away for me. Remember, be sure to put it away!"

There is the Room of Requirement, and Black gives a bag to the house-elf Baker.

"Yes, Master Black! Baker will protect it with his life! No one can take it from Baker!"

Beck, who was told by Blake and felt his trust, screamed excitedly.

"No...... Beck, I asked you to put this bag away so that you could give the contents to the right person at the right time. "

Baker's big bat-like ears pricked up, "I don't know when and who does Master Black want Baker to give the contents of the bag to?"

"The contents of the bag have been sorted, and when the time comes, you can give them to the appropriate person according to the name inside. "

"As for when...... Beck, if one day, you suddenly can't find me in this world, you can hand over the contents of the bag. "

Blake said solemnly.

Baker's eyes widened in confusion.

"Beck, Baker didn't understand what Master Black meant. "

Blake placed his right hand on his left shoulder.

"No...... Beck, I know you've got it. "

"Master Black...... Master Black won't ......" Baker was about to cry.

"Beck, remember my words, and besides, you don't need to worry about me, I'm fine. Blake said confidently.

"That's great!" Beck immediately smiled happily again. "Baker knows that Master Black will be fine!"

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this, it's a secret between you and me. Blake said solemnly.

Baker understood. Baker would keep it a secret until something like what Master Black said. "

"Good. "

After Baker left, Black turned around and looked at the bare ground in the Room of Need.

Those magical plants, he has completely transplanted them into the huge version of the magical plant collection pack he made.

Only bare land where plants have been planted remains.

"Since you don't grow things and don't raise magical beasts, it's time to change your appearance if you have a responsive house. "

In the next second, the Room of Request began to move in an instant.

The bare earth was turned upside down, and it was transformed from dirt into a grid of fine floor tiles.

The scenery around ...... changed suddenly.