The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

The door of the State Banquet Hall seems a little different from usual.

After getting out of the car, Mr. Harker followed the wizard directly in without any hurry.

He remembered his agreement with Dumbledore.

really.

After a while, the door of the state banquet hall was pushed open.

Principal Whitebeard: Dumbledore appeared in front of the State Banquet Hall in purple attire.

The gate has been enchanted by wizards, so you can directly reach the Ministry of Magic by passing through.

It's a bit like MACUSA, the Woolworth Building in New York, which is a building shared by No-Majs and wizards - cast the right spell and it'll transform into a space for wizards.

British wizards look down upon this kind of building that cooperates with Muggles.

They think this is evidence without foundation.

The old principal took three steps at a time, came to Mr. Harker, and whispered a few words to him.

Then Mr. Prime Minister nodded in response.

Then he motioned to the people behind him to follow him, and he walked towards the state banquet hall with his legs open.

...

On the other side, the Golden Hall of the Ministry of Magic was already crowded with wizards from all walks of life in the UK.

Just in front of the solid gold statue in the foyer, the wizards have built a ring-shaped stand that looks like the Colosseum.

At this time, all the senior officials from the Ministry of Magic were present.

Everyone was geared up, with serious expressions on their faces, waiting for the arrival of the Muggles, whom they considered their enemies.

"Cornelly Fudge, Rufus Scrimgeour of the Auror Command, Falda Hopkirk of the Office for the Abuse of Magic, Barty Crouch of the International Magical Cooperation Department, and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Miria Bones.”

"Oh my god, these are all unusual big shots, and they are all here today."

"No, even the red-haired Weasley is here. Their Office for the Misuse of Muggle Items seems to have nothing to do with this!" "What's this? You haven't seen those freaks from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. They've all gotten involved, a group of people dealing with magical beasts, and I don't know if they can even speak human language."

Under the stands, there were a group of wizards sitting around. From their decent clothes, it could be seen that these people were mostly so-called pure-blood nobles.

Above these people are a group of Wizengamot members wearing purple robes with a delicate silver "W" embroidered on their left chest.

The leader is Connery Fudge, the current Minister of Magic.

On both sides were officials from the Ministry of Magic at all levels, and below those officials were a large number of ordinary employees or civilian wizards.

In the center of the stands, there is a huge clock with complex structure floating.

Countless metal gears mesh with each other to provide power for the hour and minute hands.

The time showed that it was now [-]:[-] pm.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and muttering, the space suddenly bent under the arched bridge-like dome in the distance.

Like broken glass.

Shining like a thousand-flower mirror.

A figure squeezed out of the glass, followed by the second, then three, and slowly, a large number of people poured in.

The entire hall suddenly became a little crowded.

The first thing to move was that the three major combat forces, MI6, MI5, and CTSFO, immediately dispersed.

WIC agents have specifically explained to these elites how to deal with wizards. Although it may not be of much use, it can indeed cause harm to these wizards.

Mr. Harker and others, led by several wizards, walked towards the stand set up in the center of the hall.

Everything is in order.

As for what the Muggle soldiers did, the wizards were completely unmoved.

The pride of magic in his bones made him watch helplessly as the group of Muggles brought in a large lead box two meters long and wide from outside.

No one knows where and what is placed.

Except for Prime Minister Harker and the Minister of Defense, even the prince did not know what was contained there.

Wait for the Muggle party to sit down.

Holding the gavel Fudge, he knocked once, and a cold voice sounded.

"Mr. Windsor has confessed to his crime, and I think the Wizengamot can pass the sentence directly!"

Anthony, who was sitting on a chair at the bottom of the stand at this time, almost didn't scold him directly. The court has not even started yet, and you are planning to go to trial. Then you have a headache. Why are you doing this?Just throw him to Azkaban and he'll be fine soon.

I suggest you just skip the trial part in the future. It’s troublesome.

Just arrest whoever you say is guilty.

It would be best for the Ministry of Magic to change the name to the Gestapo or the Death Eater Club.

"Is this the legal procedure for wizards? Then why do you need the law? It's better to use it as toilet paper!"

A young (relatively) judge on the government side immediately stood up and waved the manuscript in his hand, which was a copy of the "Secret Law".

"You damn Muggle, what are you talking about?" A wizard also jumped out from the wizard's side. He drew out his wand and pointed it at the judge, his face full of ferocity.It seemed as if a death curse was about to be thrown in the face of this bold Muggle at the next moment.

"Humph!"

The judge, who looked to be in his 40s, snorted softly.

He was born in England and graduated from Oxford University. He is the chief adviser to the current justice minister.

News has spread from the cabinet that he will soon succeed Minister Yuan as the new Minister of Justice.

The former minister was an old fool in his 70s who always dozed off during cabinet meetings.

Especially when the Prime Minister is speaking...

"I'm seeking truth from facts." Mr. Judge looked at him in return without showing any signs of weakness. He was responsible for protecting the soldiers, and he also raised the barrel of his gun and pointed it at the wizard.

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

Although many people expected that the meeting between wizards and Muggles would not be pleasant, the tension that arose in the first sentence was something no one expected.

"All right!"

At this time, Fudge, who was silent, suddenly spoke. He stopped the wizard, and then said with a slight disdain: "Since you have read the "Secrecy Act",...if you have any objections now, you can raise them directly."

He must show his magnanimity as a minister and prove that he is a qualified leader.

Of course, Fudge didn't think that Muggles could understand the legal provisions better than the professional judges around him.

Can you Muggles defeat wizards within the legal provisions set by us wizards?

Do you really think this is a fairy tale?

"Of course we have objections."

With that said, the members of the emergency judge group stood up one after another, walked down from their seats, and came to Anthony's side.

They first nodded towards Anthony and Professor McGonagall beside him, and then one of the judges said: "According to Article [-] of the International Confederation of Wizards' Statute of Secrecy, Your Highness Anthony..."

"The provisions of Article No. 12..."

“No.20四、25、三十、六十、71、72、77......”

Gradually, the stage became the sole show of the Muggle judge, which lasted for a full half hour.They did not repeat or stop, constantly listing the loopholes in the legal provisions and defending the legitimacy of Anthony's behavior.

In the stands, Sir Humphrey licked his lips unconsciously, with a honey smile on his face.

Play word games with these civil servants, you wizards!But it’s still tender!