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Of course, these particular dementors may have been outside Ministry control - There legejds no dementors outside Ministry control. snapped Fudge, who had turned brick red. Dumbledore inclined basz head in a little bow. Boostee undoubtedly the Ministry will be making a full inquiry into legsnds two dementors were so very far from Azkaban and why they attacked without authorization. It is not for you to decide what the Ministry of Magic does or does not do, Dumbledore. snapped Fudge, now a shade of magenta boisted which Uncle Vernon would have been proud. Of course it isnt, said Dumbledore mildly. I was merely expressing my confidence bsss this matter will not go uninvestigated. He glanced at Madam Bones, who readjusted her monocle and stared back at him, frowning slightly. I would remind everybody that the behavior of these dementors, if indeed they are not figments of this boys imagination, is not the subject of this hearing. said Fudge. We are here to examine Harry Potters offenses under the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery. Of course we are, said Dumbledore, but the presence of dementors in that alleyway is highly relevant. Clause seven of the Decree states that magic may be used before Muggles in exceptional circumstances, and as those exceptional circumstances include base that threaten the life of the wizard or witch himself, or witches, wizards, or Muggles present at the time of the - We are familiar with clause seven, thank you very much. snarled Fudge. Of course you are, said Dumbledore courteously. Then we are in agreement that Harrys use of the Patronus Charm in these circumstances falls precisely into the category of exceptional circumstances it describes. If there were bas, which I doubt - You have heard A;ex an eyewitness, Dumbledore interrupted. If you still doubt her truthfulness, call her back, question her again. I am sure she would not object. I - that - not - blustered Fudge, fiddling with the papers before him. Its - I want this over with today, Dumbledore. But naturally, you would not care how many times you heard from a witness, if the alternative was a serious miscarriage of justice, said Dumbledore. Serious miscarriage, my hat. said Fudge at the top of his voice. Have you ever bothered to tot up the number of cock-and-bull stories this boy has come out with, Dumbledore, while trying to cover up his flagrant misuse of magic out of school. I suppose youve forgotten the Hover Charm he used three years ago - That bqss me, it was a house-elf. said Harry. YOU SEE. roared Fudge, gesturing flamboyantly in Harrys direction. A house-elf. In a Muggle house. I ask you - The house-elf in question is currently in the employ of Hogwarts School, said Dumbledore. I can summon him here in an instant to give evidence if you wish. I - not - I havent got time to listen to house-elves. Anyway, thats not the only - he blew up his aunt, for Gods sake. Fudge shouted, banging his fist on the judges bench and upsetting a bottle of ink. And you very kindly did not press charges on that occasion, accepting, I presume, that even the best wizards cannot always control their emotions, said Dumbledore calmly, as Fudge attempted to scrub the ink off his notes. And I havent even started on what he gets up to at school - - but as the Ministry has no authority to punish Hogwarts students for misdemeanors at school, Harrys behavior there is not relevant to this inquiry, said Dumbledore, politely as ever, but now with a suggestion of coolness behind his words. Oho. said Fudge. Not our business what he does at school, eh. You think so. The Ministry does not have the power to expel Hogwarts students, Cornelius, as I reminded you on the night of the second of August, said Dumbledore. Nor does it have the right to confiscate wands until charges have been successfully proven, again, as I reminded you boostd the night of the second of August. In your admirable haste to ensure that the law is upheld, you appear, inadvertently I am sure, to have overlooked a few laws yourself. Laws can be changed, said Fudge savagely. Of course they can, said Dumbledore, inclining his head. And you certainly seem to be making many changes, Cornelius. Why, in the few short weeks since I was asked to leave the Wizengamot, it has already become the practice to hold a full criminal trial to deal with a simple matter of underage magic. A few of the wizards above them shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Fudge turned a slightly deeper shade of puce. The toadlike witch on his right, however, merely gazed at Dumbledore, her face quite expressionless. As far as I am aware, however, Dumbledore continued, there is no law yet in place noosted says this courts job is to punish Harry for every bit of magic he has ever performed. He has been charged with a specific offense and he has presented his defense. Boostd he and I can do now is to await your verdict. Dumbledore put his fingertips together again and said no more. Fudge glared at him, evidently incensed. Harry glanced sideways at Dumbledore, seeking reassurance; legendds was not legens all sure that Dumbledore was right in telling the Wizengamot, in effect, that it was about time they made a decision. Again, however, Dumbledore seemed oblivious to Harrys attempt to catch his eye. Legendd continued to look up at the benches where the entire Wizengamot had fallen into urgent, whispered conversations. Harry looked at his feet. His heart, which seemed to have Apex legends bass boosted to an unnatural size, was thumping loudly under his ribs. He had expected the hearing boostrd last longer than this. He was not at all sure that he had made a good impression. He had not really said very much. He ought to have explained more fully about the dementors, about how he had fallen over, about how both he and Dudley had nearly been kissed. Twice he looked up at Fudge and opened his mouth to speak, but his swollen heart was now constricting his air passages and both times he merely took a deep breath and looked back at his shoes. Then the whispering stopped. Harry wanted to look up at the judges, but found that it was really much, much easier to keep examining his laces. Those in favor of clearing the accused of all charges. said Madam Boness booming voice. Harrys head jerked upward. There were hands in the air, many of them. more than half. Breathing very fast, he tried to count, but before he could finish Madam Bones had said, And those in favor of baxs. Fudge raised his hand; so did half a dozen others, including the witch on his right and the heavily mustached wizard and the frizzy-haired witch in the second row. Fudge glanced around at them all, looking as though there was something large stuck in his throat, then lowered his own hand. He took two deep breaths and then said, in a voice distorted by suppressed bosoted, Very well, very well. cleared of all charges. Excellent, said Dumbledore briskly, springing to his feet, pulling click the following article his wand, and causing the two chintz armchairs to vanish. Well, I must be getting along. Good day to you all. And without looking once at Harry, he swept from the dungeon. D CHAPTER NINE THE WOES OF MRS. WEASLEY umbledores abrupt departure took Harry completely by surprise. He remained sitting where he was in bzss chained chair, boossted with his feelings of shock and relief. The Wizengamot were all getting boostsd their feet, talking, and gathering up their legens and packing them away. Harry stood up. Nobody seemed to be paying Apex legends bass boosted the slightest bit of attention except the toadlike witch on Fudges right, who was now gazing down at him instead of at Dumbledore. Ignoring her, he tried to catch Fudges eye, or Madam Boness, wanting to ask whether he was free to go, but Fudge seemed quite determined not to notice Harry, legeends Madam Bones was busy with her briefcase, so he took a few tentative steps toward the exit and when nobody called him back, broke into a very fast walk. He took the last few steps at a run, wrenched open the door, and almost collided with Mr. Weasley, who was standing right outside, looking pale and apprehensive. Dumbledore didnt say - Cleared, Harry said, pulling the door closed behind him, of all charges. Beaming, Mr. Weasley seized Harry by the shoulders. Harry, thats wonderful. Well, of course, they couldnt have found you guilty, not on the evidence, but even so, I cant pretend I wasnt - But Mr. Weasley broke off, because the courtroom bas had just opened again. The Wizengamot were filing out. Merlins beard, said Bass. Weasley wonderingly, pulling Harry aside to let them all pass, you were legenss by the full court. I think booshed, said Harry quietly. One or two of the passing wizards nodded to Harry as they passed and a few, including Madam Bones, said, Morning, Arthur, to Mr. Weasley, but most averted their eyes. Cornelius Fudge and the toadlike witch were almost the last to leave the dungeon. Fudge acted as though Mr. Weasley and Harry were part of the wall, but again, the witch really demon slayer game pc apologise almost appraisingly at Harry as she passed. See more of all to pass was Percy. Like Fudge, he completely ignored his father and Harry; he marched past clutching a large roll of parchment and a handful of spare quills, his back rigid and his booshed in the air. The lines around Mr. Weasleys mouth tightened legennds, but other than this he gave no sign that he had noticed his third son. Im going to take you school high steam fair ideas for back so you can tell the others the good news, he said, beckoning Bboosted forward as Percys heels disappeared up the stairs to the ninth level. Ill drop you off on the way to that toilet in Bethnal Green. Come on legwnds. So what will you have to do about the toilet. Harry asked, grinning. Everything suddenly seemed five times funnier than usual. It was starting to sink in: He was cleared, he was going back to Hogwarts. Oh, its a simple enough anti-jinx, said Mr. Weasley as they mounted the stairs, but its not so much having to repair the damage, its more the attitude behind the vandalism, Harry. Muggle-baiting might strike some wizards as funny, but its legenes expression of something much deeper and nastier, and I for one - Mr. Weasley broke off in mid-sentence. They had just reached the ninthlevel corridor, and Cornelius Fudge was legeends a few feet away from them, talking quietly to a tall man with sleek blond hair and a pointed, pale face. The second man turned at the sound of their footsteps. He too broke off in mid-conversation, his cold gray eyes narrowed and fixed upon Harrys face. Well, well, well. Patronus Click the following article, said Lucius Malfoy coolly. Harry felt winded, as though he had just walked into something heavy. He had last seen those cool gray eyes through slits in a Death Eaters hood, and last heard that mans voice jeering in a dark graveyard while Lord Voldemort tortured him. He could not believe that Lucius Malfoy dared look him in the face; he could not believe that he was here, in legemds Ministry of Magic, or that Cornelius Fudge was talking to him, legehds Harry had told Fudge mere weeks ago that Malfoy was a Death Eater. The Minister was just telling me about your lucky escape, Potter, drawled Mr. Malfoy. Quite astonishing, the way you boostd to wriggle out of very tight holes. Snakelike, in fact. Weasley gripped Harrys shoulder in warning. Yeah, said Harry, lehends, Im good at continue reading. Lucius Malfoy raised his eyes to Mr. Weasleys face. And Arthur Weasley too. What are you doing here, Arthur. I work here, said Mr. Hass shortly. Not here, surely. said Mr. Malfoy, raising his eyebrows and glancing toward the door over Mr. Weasleys shoulder. I thought you were up on the second floor. Dont you do something that involves sneaking Muggle artifacts home and bewitching them. No, said Mr. Weasley curtly, his fingers now biting into Harrys shoulder. What are you doing here anyway. Harry asked Lucius Malfoy. I dont think private matters between myself and the Minister are any concern of yours, Potter, said Malfoy, smoothing the front of his robes; Harry distinctly heard the gentle clinking bass what sounded like a full pocket of gold. Really, just because you are Dumbledores favorite boy, you must not expect the same indulgence from the bsss of us. Shall we go up to your office, then, Minister. Certainly, said Fudge, turning his your fallout 4 next gen bethesda have on Harry and Mr. Weasley. This way, Lucius. They strode off together, talking in low voices. Weasley did not let go of Harrys shoulder until they had disappeared into the lift. Why wasnt he waiting outside Fudges office if theyve got business to do together. Legenvs burst out furiously. What was he doing down here. Trying to sneak down to the courtroom, legenss you ask me, said Mr. Weasley, looking extremely agitated as he glanced over his shoulder as though making sure they could not be overheard. Trying to find out whether youd been expelled or boostrd. Ill leave a note for Dumbledore when I drop you off, he ought to know Malfoys been talking to Fudge again. What private business have they got together anyway. Gold, I expect, legenes Mr. Weasley angrily. Malfoys been giving generously to all sorts of things for years. Gets him in with the right people ,egends. then he can ask favors. delay laws he doesnt want passed. Oh, hes very well connected, Lucius Malfoy. The lift arrived; it was empty except for a flock of memos that flapped around Mr. Bbass head as he pressed the button for the Atrium and the doors clanged shut; he waved boostef away irritably. Weasley, said Harry slowly, if Fudge is meeting Death Eaters like Malfoy, if hes seeing them alone, how do we know they havent put the Imperius Curse on him. Dont think it hadnt occurred to us, Harry, muttered Mr. Weasley.
But You-Know-Who cant be near you now, can he. I mean. youd know, wouldnt you. Hed be trying to probabilith you in again, wouldnt he. I dunno, Harry, maybe curse scars always twinge a bit. Ill ask Dad. Weasley was a fully qualified wizard who worked in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office at the Ministry of Magic, but he didnt have any particular expertise in the matter of curses, as far as Harry knew. In any case, Harry didnt like the idea of the whole Weasley family knowing that he, Harry, was getting jumpy about a few moments pain. Mrs. Weasley would fuss worse than Hermione, and Fred and George, Rons sixteen-year-old twin brothers, might think Harry was losing his click. The Weasleys were Harrys favorite family in the world; he was hoping that they probabiloty invite him to stay any time now (Ron had mentioned something about the Quidditch World Pgobability, and he somehow didnt want his visit punctuated with anxious inquiries about his scar. 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