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Chapter 894: The Fleeing Fudge
🕑 Added 2023-10-28 21:19:07 +0000 UTC"That's the Ministry’s business," said Fudge in a strange voice, as though there was something in his mouth.
Looking at his expression, he was obviously angry, and it seemed that he himself was disappointed with his performance.
He slumped in his chair, looking at Dumbledore fiercely, but he could not conceal his frustration.
If it weren't for the many people watching, if it weren't for his impossibility to beat Dumbledore, if it weren't for his lack of courage and IQ, he would certainly be unable to resist rushing to settle accounts with Dumbledore according to the wizard's tradition of "duel".
Evan couldn't help but smirk, realizing that Fudge was probably not worth worrying about. From what he had seen during the trial, Fudge's abilities seemed quite limited. Even if he tried to cause trouble, Dumbledore could easily handle him.
Now Evan was more concerned about Umbridge, she was much more difficult to deal with than Fudge.
She was cunning, had various means at her disposal, and had enough courage to back her actions.
This time, she’d ordered the Dementors to attack Harry. This woman was not simple.
Anyone who had a deep knowledge of the Ministry of Magic knew that she was the one standing behind Fudge and had a great influence on him.
After Voldemort came to power later, this woman also played a considerable role.
Of course, Evan was sure that if he dared to provoke her, she would not be pleased.
He was still looking for a reason to leave Hogwarts, and believed that after the beginning of the new term Umbridge should be very "cooperative" with him.
"We will investigate about the Dementors," said Madam Bones solemnly.
"Excellent, we’ll be waiting for the outcome of the investigation. Personally, I believe that the Ministry of Magic will find out the truth about the matter," said Dumbledore cheerfully, springing to his feet, pulling out his wand, and causing the two chintz armchairs to vanish. "Well, since the things here are over, I must be getting along. Good day to you all."
And then glancing at Evan and without looking once at Harry, he swept from the dungeon.
"It's over?" Harry said somewhat confused. Dumbledore’s abrupt departure took him completely by surprise.
He remained sitting where he was in the chained chair, struggling with his feelings of shock and relief.
The Wizengamot were all getting to their feet, talking, and gathering up their papers and packing them away. Nobody seemed to be paying them the slightest bit of attention except the toad-like witch on Fudge’s right.
She was now gazing down at them instead of at Dumbledore, making Harry feel very uncomfortable.
Ignoring her, he tried to catch Fudge’s eye, or Madam Bones’s. But Fudge seemed quite determined not to notice them, and Madam Bones was busy with her briefcase.
Finally, Harry's eyes met Evan’s, and they sparkled with uncontrollable joy.
"It's over!" said Evan. "You’ve been cleared, Harry. In fact, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Can we go then?"
"Well, there should be no problem. We’d better go and say hello before we leave," said Evan.
Since they were leaving victorious, they were naturally more “courteous”.
It was known that in addition to being responsible for the trial of the cases, the members of Wizengamot also had different positions, jobs and identities. They were the top part of the wizarding world, and it was necessary to maintain a good reputation.
Evan led Harry to the trial bench. Fudge ignored them and deliberately refused to talk to them. The other wizards showed interest in the two people and responded politely. Madam Bones also paid attention to them and told them a few words.
Like Fudge, Percy completely ignored Evan and Harry.
Except for Hermione, Evan's relationship with Percy had been one of the best at Hogwarts.
Percy also had helped him a lot at the beginning, especially when Evan had just come into contact with magic; he’d systematically taught him a lot of magic knowledge.
When he graduated, he also gave his research notes to Evan. Although it couldn’t be compared with something like Tom Riddle's diary, it was of great significance and contained a lot of his personal experiences.
Who could have imagined that Percy and them would become strangers in less than half a year?
This showed that Percy was really willing to give up everything for the sake of his own political career...
Besides, Umbridge's attitude towards the two people seemed to be too overzealous, but she was typical of hiding a knife in a smile.
Evan pulled Harry away from her; this toad-like woman looked annoying.
Finally, when they went out, they almost collided with Mr. Weasley who was standing right outside, looking pale and apprehensive.
"Dumbledore just came out, he didn't say..."
"Cleared," Harry said hurriedly, "of all charges!"
"Harry's counterattack against the Dementors with the Patronus Charm was legitimate defense, and they’re going to investigate why the Dementors appeared there," Evan continued, seeing Rita Skeeter standing not far away.
He walked over to her, ready to describe the detailed process of today’s hearing.
The use of the Wizengamot Supreme Courtroom to hear them was a gimmicky piece of news in itself.
Evan saw that most of the parchment in front of her was full of text, and the Quick-Quotes Quill was still writing.
As for the specific content on it, Fudge would probably faint directly after seeing it.
At the door, Mr. Weasley took a cautious look at Evan and Rita, still stuck in the good news.
Beaming, he seized Harry by the shoulders.
“Harry, that’s wonderful! Well, of course, they couldn’t have found you guilty, not on the evidence, but even so, I can’t pretend I wasn’t..."
But Mr. Weasley broke off, because the courtroom door had just opened again. The Wizengamot were filing out.
“Merlin’s beard,” said Mr. Weasley wonderingly, pulling Harry aside to let them all pass, “you were tried by the full court? These are all the members of the Wizengamot. They haven't done this for years!”
“I think so,” said Harry quietly.
Unlike Mr. Weasley's surprise, Rita Skeeter suddenly became excited, her eyes shining brightly. Like a cat smelling a fishy smell, she grabbed her crocodile-skin handbag and hurriedly walked to Fudge.
As soon as he saw her, the expression on Fudge's face became uglier, even a little panicked, and he subconsciously speeded up his steps, almost fleeing...
Because of his speed, he stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately Umbridge, who was following him, supported him.
