Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 260

　　 They went down the steps.

　　 Under the stairs is a long corridor.

　　 and Hogwarts have not been used for a long time, exactly the same in the basement corridor, the stone walls are rough, I don't know if the money for the decoration company was not enough, it made it like a cheap project.

　　 A wooden bracket with a damp and musty smell was mounted on the wall. A rusty iron cone cage was fitted into the wooden bracket, and a torch was inserted.

　　 At this time, on both sides of the corridor, a torch was arranged in an orderly manner. The flame wobbled red, because the underground oxygen concentration was not enough and contained more water and impurities.

　　Pay attention to science in the unscientific magic world, did you do something wrong?

　　 Every other distance, you can see a door, a very heavy door, with iron bolts and keyholes locked on the door.

　　 These are the courtrooms of the Ministry of Magic.

The innermost one is the tenth courtroom.

　　 The second time, Harry hated it even more.

Harry said: "This layer can be completely discarded. What the court wants is to be bright and honest. Is this a place for Death Eaters to meet or represent a fair place for the law? What are we doing so darkly? We are wizards, not in stinky ditch. Dirty mouse. No wonder in the novels of Muggles, the images of wizards are all sneaky."

　　 "In many places, Muggles are worth learning."

　　 Dumbledore nodded. He already had some plans. First, after taking office, he first pushed down the Ministry of Magic itself and rebuilt it.

　　 "Albus, is this the good student you teach?"

　　 There were two people walking in front, one figure was tall and fat, and the other was very thin.

　　 Their faces emerged from the shadows, it was Foggy Connelly and... Percy Weasley.

　　Fuji said high up: "Mr. Potter, I know you grew up in the Muggle world, but you should not look too high at Muggles. Their intelligence can be thankful to half the wizard."

　　 Harry smiled faintly: "You are right."

　　Fuji's brain capacity was too small to understand the sarcasm in Harry's words, and he showed a happy smile that he could teach.

　　 Percy stopped talking, he had been "trained" by Harry, and he could hear the meaning.

　　 Dumbledore smiled and said, "Fuji, where are you going now? Isn't it time to go to court later?"

　　Percy was like an invisible man, and Dumbledore didn't see him a little more.

　　Fuji said: "Several wizards are coming, I'll take a look."

　　 He glanced at Percy and said: "Wesley, see your old master, you should have something to say, then leave you some space."

　　 Then slowly walked forward.

　　Fuji really tried hard to make Dumbledore look bad, even if his words and deeds were equivalent to treating Percy as a dog... Perhaps he originally regarded Percy as a dog.

　　 Percy Weasley's face was stiff, but it was well hidden.

　　 He smiled with a flattering face, bent over, and said, "Thank you for your consideration, Minister Fudge."

　　 Even at this time, Fudge couldn't even see his humble gesture, he still did.

Percy said something unnaturally: "Professor Dumbledore... I, I just want to recommend myself to Minister Fudge. I did not expect Minister Fudge to say that I can follow him during the Christmas and Easter holidays and try As a personal assistant, if I can... I can follow him when I graduate from Hogwarts..."

　　 Dumbledore smiled all over, no blame at all, no anger from betrayal at all, he had a mild look and said, "Oh, it's okay, classy Percy."

　　 "Everyone has their own right to make a choice, no matter what that choice is, but you must be deeply aware that you can only go down the path of choice. What do you mean, Percy?"

　　 Percy greeted Dumbledore's goodwill and suddenly became more guilty. He said, "When... of course, sir."

　　 Then Percy ran over quickly, caught up with Fudge, and ran into the elevator. Before Fudge raised his hand, he quickly pressed the button on the floor with his hands, and then nodded and stood behind Fuge's fat body, hands clasped together.

　　 Harry glanced at Percy's performance and said, "This man... looks like a dog."

　　 Dumbledore shook his head.

　　 A light and light voice sounded: "It's really fateful. I finally thought that I would report a thigh. Unfortunately, it was a boat with a big hole in it. The water had overflowed and I couldn't get off the boat. I could only wait for death."

　　In the elevator, when the elevator starts to rise.

　　Percy looked at Fudge's back and was hesitant to follow Fudge for the first time was a correct decision.

　　Because he didn't see a bit of wise decisiveness from Fudge, on the contrary, in a short period of time, Percy discovered a lot of flaws in Fudge: jealousy, jealousy, narrow-mindedness, small-bellied chicken intestines, small eyes, small eyes, good intentions, bravery...

　　 However, this is a one-step opportunity.

　　 At any time, Percy could not control the excitement as long as he thought he was lucky to be Fudge's personal assistant.

　　 Other wizards may never get this step in their lifetime.

　　 At this time, he thought that he had read a lot of daily newspapers and magazines in the past two days, and suddenly a strange wind blew up, and he should remind Minister Fudge.

　　 "Minister Fudge, I found out today that there are a lot of unfavorable remarks about you in the newspaper. Should I pay attention? Let the Ministry of Magic warn them?"

　　Fuji was a little irritable, and he seemed to know nothing about these things.

　　 "A group of unscrupulous reporters, made up by random make-up." Fu Ji snorted angrily.

　　 "But don't worry, they can't do anything except write articles. I've seen too much of this situation and I've got used to it." Fudge didn't care about it.

　　 Percy, who loves power, has a very sensitive political sense of smell. He feels that something is wrong in his life. It is not like a normal slapstick. He said politely: "I see those wind directions, not just accusing you, more... it seems to be waving for Dumbledore. Do we want to go to "those" and discuss..."

　　 In front of Fudge, he mentioned the "those" and made him look unswerving.

　　 The only function of those people is to remind Fudge all the time: the Ministry of Magic is not where you are the master, you just have a little right to speak.

But Fudge laughed loudly, because Percy's worries made him laugh, and he waved his hand and said indifferently: "Without the chicken, Dumbledore would never want to be the Minister of Magic. Those with ulterior motives People, even if they find a dumb cannon, they can make me sleep better than Dumbledore."

　　Percy wanted to say: Do you really understand Dumbledore that way? People are going to change.

　　 But he knew that this sentence would only increase Fuji's dissatisfaction. Because he doubts his ideas, he will definitely be classified as the least popular.

　　 So Percy lamented in his heart, hoping that he would really think as Fudge thought, but he thought too much.

　　 The tenth courtroom is a dark door.

　　 Dumbledore lifted his high hat, adjusted his robe, unscrewed the heavy iron handle, and went in.

　　 Inside is a deep dark room.

The walls around 　　 are made of black stone, and the light from the torch can only illuminate ten centimeters around them.

On both sides of the courtroom are rows of elevated stools. This is the location of the jury and the hearing wizard. There is a tall dark red table directly in front of them. There are now two people sitting on the left. A witch with a wide body and a square chin and gray hair , Short hair, wearing glasses, the expression on his face is similar to Professor McGonagall. Sitting on the right is a toad in pink.

　　 At this time, the seats on both sides were already filled with wizards, a dark piece.

　　 Dumbledore spoke with magic, only Harry could hear it.

"Ministers of Magic from all countries of the world are here~www.mtlnovel.com~ But you don't think it's very powerful, because in most countries there are only a few hundred or even dozens of wizards. Britain has the most wizards in the world. country."

　　 Harry looked at those ministers, the Minister of Magic who managed dozens of people? This... horror...

There are fifty people in the crowd uniformly dressed.

　　 wears a fuchsia robe with an exquisite silver "W" embroidered on the left front chest.

　　 This is Wizengamo, the highest court in the wizarding world.

　　 The highest chief is called the chief magician of Wisengama, that is... Dumbledore.

　　Harry didn't pay much attention last time, and now he found that when he and Dumbledore walked in, there were several old witches among the members of Wiesengamo who were discharging Dumbledore...

　　 The center of the room.

　　 has two chairs and sits two people.

　　 Sirius Black, Wormtail Peter.

　　 There are iron chains on the left and right sides of the armrests of the chairs to trap them firmly.

　　Blake seems to have received little abuse and is very energetic.

　　Peter's arms and legs grew out, but they were deformed, like children's thin arms and thin legs, which were weird and ugly.

　　 seeing Harry, Black was full of joy and wanted to stand up.

　　 "Wow la la."

　　 only remembered that he was still tied by the chain.

　　 Harry found a place in the first row on the left.

　　 There are very few people in the first row, and the wizards are crowded to the back. Some wizards are still standing, and somehow no one comes to sit in the front seat.

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