"God..."


    The Minister of magic, fudge, who had always been arrogant and domineering towards his subordinates, saw Cole''s terrible face again, which was enough to make him have nightmares all his life.


    His body trembled uncontrollably, and even his exclamation voice trembled slightly.


    Lucius had a damn look on his face.


    There was no aristocratic attitude in the face of Arthur Weasley.


    I didn''t even dare to look into Cole''s eyes.


    In order to avoid being caught by the notorious Death Eater hunter, then kick away the court trial and break his head with that terrible pistol!


    Harry looked up at Cole standing next to him.


    After so many things.


    He now believed more and more that Mrs. Figg was true.


    At least.


    The shock and fear on the face of Malfoy, who always liked to be high above and despised others, can be seen from the Death Eater hunter, Mr. Cole walker.


    What a terrible person.


    After a strange silence.


    Cole spits out a puff of smoke and says indifferently, "Lucius Malfoy, we meet again."


    Hear this threatening greeting.


    Lucius smiled awkwardly and politely and said, "good morning, Mr. Cole walker."


    Then he said to the Minister of magic, "I have something urgent to talk about another day."


    Then he nodded to Cole as if he were leaving.


    however.


    How can a wizard suspected of being a Death Eater leave easily without someone''s consent.


    As he tried to hide his fear and walked past Cole, one hand stopped him.


    "Okay..."


    Lucius stepped back, maintained his noble manner, smiled back at Cole and said, "well, is there anything else, your excellency Cole?"


    Cole''s rare smile... Or, for Lucius, it was like someone put a knife around his neck.


    "I heard that Voldemort is back, don''t you want to do something to show your loyalty to the Dark Lord?"


    He was called the real name of the mysterious man face to face.


    Lucius was so embarrassed that he replied with an embarrassed smile, "I don''t know what you''re talking about. Your Excellency fudge and the Ministry of Magic have dealt with the mysterious man.


    And... You can''t think I''m a Death Eater just because I''m a pure blood wizard.


    If nothing else.


    I''m busy. "


    Nodded slightly to Cole and walked away.


    Before he leaves the mystery department.


    The cruel voice of a Death Eater hunter, like a nightmare to the Malfoy family, suddenly sounded behind him.


    "Wizard, you''d better pray that I won''t find out. You have something to do with the two Dementors who appear in xiaohuijin district."


    Sting——


    The elevator arrived.


    The male master of Malfoy''s family didn''t dare to say a word more. He fled and left here.


    When fudge passed by Cole, he snorted coldly.


    With threatening eyes, he glanced at Harry and turned away.


    however.


    Mr. Weasley, who was able to see Lucius Malfoy eat and who he had never dealt with, smiled, "you may have frightened him."


    Look at the direction of each other''s departure.


    The last time he was caught in the storm of death eaters, Malfoy cleared the suspicion by relying on his contacts, status and money.


    This time.


    Mysterious man returns.


    If he really has a problem, he will show his feet sooner or later.


    On the way to the court.


    See Cole walking far behind them.


    Harry glanced back, then lowered his voice and asked, "Why are wizards so afraid of him?"


    Arthur looked serious and said, "why do you ask this?"


    "I''m just curious. Mr. Cole said he wasn''t a wizard, but why..."


    "Because Avada''s curse can''t kill him."


    Hear such a definite answer.


    Harry looked shocked and asked, "is he like me?"


    Stop outside the courtroom.


    Weasley murmured, "that man''s story is very complicated... Listen, after the hearing, they don''t talk without asking you.


    Keep calm. You didn''t do anything wrong.


    As Muggle said, "the truth will come out", right? "


    It''s about getting fired from Hogwarts, and personal credibility.


    Harry took a deep breath.


    He looked a little nervous.


    "I can''t go in with you, Harry. Good luck."


    In a minute.


    Wiesengamo.


    A very medieval traditional court.


    Cornelli fudge, dressed as a judge, sat high in the middle.


    On the circular ladder seats on both sides, one left and one right, sat the wizard and juror in red or black.


    The middle of the court.


    Harry, alone, sat in the prisoner''s seat that should have been a criminal crime.


    In the face of the high court, which symbolizes authority and is full of oppression, it is particularly weak and vulnerable.


    "(the sound of a wooden hammer)... The disciplinary hearing on August 21 heard the case of Harry James Potter, who lives at 4 Privet Drive, little whiking, Surrey.


    Interrogator, cornelli Oswald fudge, Minister of magic... "


    According to the movie plot.


    At this time, Dumbledore should have appeared and interrupted Fudge''s singing before the court.


    Maybe the old wizard knew about the Death Eater hunter in the Ministry of magic.


    Perhaps because of Cole''s existence, the plot began to shift uncontrollably.


    Dumbledore didn''t show up until fudge finished singing.


    The interrogation begins.


    In the face of fudge, he raised Harry''s crime with an aggressive attitude.


    The teenager''s explanation was brutally interrupted again and again, did not give him any chance to refute, and made it clear that he would expel Harry from Hogwarts through this trial, and then use his power to suppress the mysterious man''s return.


    Just when fudge interrupted Harry''s explanation again.


    In the young man''s desperate and angry eyes.


    When I began to ask the Witches of wiesengamo for their opinions and convict him.


    The sound of hard soled leather shoes stepping on the hard ground is particularly harsh in the silent and serious court.


    When the Wizards saw the man who appeared in court and came to Harry, they couldn''t help shouting, even if they heard about the morning.


    "God... It was him!"


    "I knew that the madman would not abide by the agreement with us!"


    "Dumbledore is such an old fool! How could he be recommended to work in Auror''s office..."


    Shocked and frightened, it seemed that the Dark Lord Voldemort was not a Muggle standing there.


    See the troublemaker show up.


    Although it had been expected, Fudge''s face suddenly sank.


    Cole took out the "Stinky bandage" he got after killing Dementors and threw it roughly on the ground.


    The cold power of Dementors and the inexhaustible smell of evil attracted another burst of exclamation from the Wizards present.


    "Your Excellency fudge, although I have only worked in Auror''s office for two years.


    But since when will a student''s disciplinary case be transferred to the court for the trial of murderers and Death Eaters?


    What are you afraid of?


    Or... What are you deliberately covering up? "