chsdbacks Chapter 237 Wisengamo
Chapter 237 Wisengamo
Chapter 237 Wisengamo
"Driving a flying car to school, what a show-off! A savior!"
Snape's icy tone made it clear that he wished he could kick Harry Potter out of Hogwarts the very next second. Or rather, it wouldn't be impossible for Harry Potter to stay at Hogwarts, provided he wasn't seen in front of him, otherwise he would easily be reminded of a guy named James Potter.
Harry is alright; he knows he's useful and isn't worried about being expelled by the headmaster, but he probably can't escape being punished or put in solitary confinement.
Ron was in a bad situation. On the way here, he was driving and excitedly telling Harry about his wonderful ideas and imagining all the things that would happen after joining the Adventurers' Club.
But they never expected that after the car landed, the two would encounter such big trouble, especially him, who was about to be fired.
Fortunately, Dumbledore, disregarding Snape's less intense objections, forgave them, only punishing them with a month of solitary confinement.
After bringing the two men pumpkin juice and snacks, Professor McGonagall left, leaving the two lonely and miserable brothers looking at each other in bewilderment.
Ron: "What a terrible day! Why can't we get through the platform?"
Harry wasn't sure either: "It looked like a curse. We definitely didn't do a good job. If I had a little time, I could have broken the curse."
"You don't know the Disillusionment Charm, and the Invisibility Cloak can't hold us and all this luggage. If you take out your wand to cast a spell, the Muggles will definitely find out, and then you'll be breaking the Statute of Secrecy!" Ron said. Well, he and Harry both tacitly avoided the question Professor McGonagall had just raised: Why didn't you use a communicator? Why didn't you use an owl?
Because the two of them did indeed drive the car with the intention of showing off and seeking excitement.
But this matter will not end with him being locked up in solitary confinement.
Percy and the others all felt that they needed to tell their mother about this.
So after enrolling, Harry and Ron listened to their classmates' praise, thinking their behavior was fantastic, while anxiously awaiting the roar.
The roar shook the entire auditorium, and even Ryan, sitting on the stage, had to press his hands behind his ears because of the buzzing noise.
From the podium, Ron was no longer visible; all that could be seen was a red-haired man, buried deep in his plate.
Sitting next to him was Lockhart, who looked somewhat reserved, unlike his usual eloquent self.
"Professor Lockhart, I've heard you're very good at writing letters to your fans? Do you have any tips?" Ryan asked.
When Lockhart heard Ryan's question, he quickly replied, "I don't have any special tips, it's just about communicating sincerely with the fans and putting myself in their shoes."
Dumbledore, who was sitting at the head of the table, chimed in: "Ever since some things came to light, a lot of people have been writing to Lane. You are an expert in this area, and I hope you can give Lane some advice. After all, Lane's time is precious, and he can't waste all his time replying to pen pals."
Lockhart was much more energetic when facing Dumbledore than when facing Lane, patting his chest and exuding confidence: "Of course, I'm happy to be able to help Mr. Lane."
He said he would write down his thoughts on replying to letters and how to manage large situations, and give them to Ryan for reference.
Breakfast time has passed.
The professors went to teach their classes, and the students went to listen to their classes; everyone left the auditorium.
Dumbledore asked Ryan, who was still there, "Are you sure? When are you going to make your move?"
All the professors could see Lockhart's lack of expertise. Coupled with the bizarre scenes that occurred when Lockhart taught students of all grades, even Filch sensed something was wrong, let alone the professors.
"To catch a thief red-handed, it's not good to act without evidence. After all, he's a person of some standing," Ryan said. "I've noticed that quite a few young witches admire Lockhart, so I'm going to hand over the task of finding evidence to Hermione."
"After all, Harold has a glamorous appearance and an impressive resume, which naturally attracts the attention of some people who can't distinguish between truth and falsehood."
However, I believe Miss Granger will not be swayed by her.” Dumbledore said, “There is something you need to attend the day after tomorrow.”
"What's wrong?"
"The Wiesengamo Commission invites you to become one of them and to deliver a verdict on Fudge's misconduct."
The chief mage of Wisengam presented an invitation.
Ryan smiled and reluctantly opened the invitation. You might think this invitation was casual, but it wasn't; it was a personal invitation from the Chief Mage—ordinary people wouldn't even be qualified to receive one.
You might say this isn't casual, but it is quite casual, because it was handed over casually by the chief mage after he finished eating.
"Wake me up the day after tomorrow when you leave."
He went to the island again, but Penelope was not on the island at this time because of the start of the school year and the deans' classes.
During the summer vacation, the raw material purification process has been completed. All components have also been manufactured. The next steps should be debugging, calibration, virtual calculation testing, and finally, the test explosion.
The entire process of test explosion, including dropping, deployment, and mounting, requires precision.
However, for dry wizards, the subsequent steps are not necessary.
All Ryan has to do next is calculate the critical mass, which is the minimum explosive mass required to trigger a chain reaction.
"The location for the test explosion is a problem—does the school have any other uninhabited islands?"
Ryan did the calculations while waiting for news.
He had already figured out how he should express his opinion during the trial.
The court session began, and Lane accompanied Dumbledore to the Ministry of Magic. This was his first legitimate visit to the Ministry. He and Dumbledore proceeded to the lower levels of the Ministry.
Inside the courtroom, many familiar faces were already seated.
Officials from the Ministry of Magic's Lane faction, led by Larvin, came to greet Lane.
Officials from Dumbledore's faction also warmly welcomed the arrival of this pair of practically master and apprentice.
Aside from his own people, Ryan didn't bother talking much to the other officials. He trusted his senior, Larvin, to handle the others well.
Officials from the other factions could also sense Ryan's alienation, and one by one they returned to their seats in disappointment.
In this atmosphere, Umbridge and Fudge walked in with trepidation.
The trial has begun.
The host gave a very official introduction about the harm caused by Fudge and Urumqi, and then proceeded directly to the speaking and voting segment.
This gives Fudge absolutely no right to defend himself. Are these people really this ruthless towards their old boss? — Ryan couldn't hold back. He hadn't expected that there would be no bureaucratic pronouncements here, and that the trial would proceed so directly.
First, Dumbledore, as the chief wizard, spoke, arguing that while Fudge had made mistakes, he was simply incompetent and did not harbor any sinister intentions or seek to threaten people from the beginning.
This statement set the tone for the trial among those present.
All those who spoke after Dumbledore echoed his sentiments, claiming that Fudge's sins were not grave.
Interestingly, all of these people overlooked Umbridge's existence.
After the most respected and elderly people finished speaking, it was Ryan's turn to speak. Ryan's speaking order was even ahead of several of the current ministers of the Ministry of Magic.