Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 403, Question 397: Was that person Dumbledore?

A week passed quickly, and Lucius was successfully exonerated by claiming Malfoy was also a victim. The consumed fine wines, the ruined supplies, and the chaotic, appalling state of the entire estate undoubtedly proved this, especially with Galleons paving the way. The whole process went very smoothly.

During this time, the Aurors were also busy searching for any Death Eaters who had escaped, but unfortunately they were too well hidden and they didn't catch a single one.

That day, Fudge changed into a special outfit in the office, wearing a very tall hat.

It was the same outfit he wore during the trial of Stoddill Podmore.

That day, his attire was somewhat illegitimate, but now it suits him perfectly. With Dumbledore stepping down as the chief wizard, Fudge, as the Minister of Magic, naturally took over the position of chief judge temporarily.

Unless a chief can be elected immediately, he can continue to serve as acting chief temporarily.

Fudge greeted every wizard around him with a smile, and led a group of Wizengamo members into the First Trial Chamber.

Today is the day for the trial of those Death Eaters who have been recaptured and brought to justice.

According to the Ministry of Magic's regulations, every criminal to be imprisoned in a formal prison must undergo a trial.

Detention can only begin after the trial is completed and the guilt is confirmed.

The Ministry of Magic's prisons are only temporary.

"My dear Deputy Minister, Ms. Umbridge, hello."

The first person Fudge saw upon entering the courtroom was Umbridge, and he immediately greeted his trusted confidant warmly.

"Minister Fudge, no, Chief Wizard, hello."

Umbridge spoke in a high-pitched, unreserved, and very direct voice, then let out a series of laughs that she thought were those of a young girl.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

Fudge was very receptive to this, and he laughed heartily after hearing Umbridge's words.

Although the Minister of Magic and the Chief Wizard cannot both be the same wizard, that doesn't stop him from being happy to listen.

Before long, many members of the Wizengamot were seated in the courtroom. Not all members needed to be present for each trial; only the minimum number of participants was required.

"Bring them all up."

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, Fudge sat in the main seat and gestured to the staff to take the criminals away.

"Tell me who helped you escape from prison."

Fudge straightened his back and lowered his voice, trying to appear more authoritative and create a sense of psychological pressure.

However, the Death Eaters on the other side were not afraid of him at all. They were all vicious criminals. Who did Fudge think he was?

Everyone's face was filled with hostility, and they only glanced at Fudge indifferently without saying a word.

"I'm asking you, who helped you escape from prison!"

Seeing that he had lost face, Fudge cleared his throat and asked again, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to confess honestly, anyway, the truth serum will make you tell the truth."

Fudge's blatant threat caused many Death Eaters to look at him with murderous intent.

However, this time they answered Fudge's question, since drinking truth serum was no pleasant experience.

"It was us. We blew up the prison and escaped."

One of the Death Eaters said this.

"You're lying!" Before Fudge could speak, Umbridge interrupted sharply, "Run? What did you use to run? How could you have run across the sea without even a wand? Someone must have helped you."

"Tell me, was that person Dumbledore?"

If Fudge ranks first in hating Dumbledore, then Umbridge ranks second.

If it weren't for Dumbledore, she would never have been imprisoned, even though it was a Ministry of Magic prison, and even though she didn't receive any punishment, she would still consider it a great disgrace.

So she wants to get revenge.

No one can offend me, Umbridge, and get away with it.

She wanted to take revenge on Dumbledore, Hogwarts, Malfoy, and Potter.

Once these Death Eaters confess, Umbridge will convict them and then send men to Hogwarts to arrest Dumbledore.

Not cooperating? That means you have a guilty conscience and are fleeing to avoid punishment.

Cooperation? Once we're at the Ministry of Magic, on her turf, Umbridge has plenty of ways and means at her disposal.

"Dumbledore?"

The Death Eaters didn't seem to understand what the two were thinking, but they knew that Dumbledore was Voldemort's enemy.

Since he is an enemy, we must not let him steal the limelight.

"How dare Dumbledore release us!"

Perhaps they could have recognized that this was a frame-up in the past, but now they have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, and their minds are no longer those of normal people.

The Death Eaters believed that Fudge was insulting them and their master.

"There can only be one person who can let us out."

The Death Eaters exchanged glances and uttered three words softly. The pupils of all the wizards present contracted sharply, Fudge even shivered involuntarily, and even Umbridge's eyes showed fear.

"Our master will avenge us! He will kill you all! Hahahaha, he'll kill you all!"

"You're all dead!"

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the Ministry of Magic members, the Death Eaters burst into wild laughter, each one acting like a madman, as if they would kill everyone in front of them at any moment.

"You're talking nonsense!"

This time, it was Fudge who interrupted him. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he disregarded his status and jumped up instantly.

"We all know, we all know that person is dead."

"You're lying! You're deliberately deceiving us!"

Another member of Wizengamor stood up and pointed at the Death Eaters below, shouting loudly.

"That's right, that person is dead!"

It was as if the louder the voice, the more it proved what he was saying.

That person is dead!

One after another, the Wizengamo members echoed this sentiment.

That person has already...

"boom!"

With a violent tremor, the door to the first courtroom was blown open, scattering countless fragments all over the floor, startling everyone inside.

Everyone looked toward the gate.

There was no one there.

"What's happening outside?! Where are the guards? Guards!"

One of them stood up and shouted towards the door.

However, it was completely silent; there wasn't a sound.

Everyone looked at each other.

Logically, there should be several wizards standing guard outside the door.

Another Wizengamo member mustered his courage and tentatively shouted.

Is anyone there?

Still a deathly silence

Even though the courtroom is located deep underground, it shouldn't be this quiet.

Hahaha!

The Death Eaters seemed to have discovered something, and burst into laughter again, turning around to shout at the Ministry of Magic's "elites" on the stage.

"You're going to die, you're about to die!"

"No one can save you!"

(End of this chapter)