This Hogwarts is not normal

Chapter 1126: Fake Hero

The eerie and dim Tenth Courtroom was illuminated by the lights of various spells. Screams were heard everywhere and few people could remain calm.

The automatic defense barrier of the Flamel Ring seemed to be struggling to face the attacks of 10 Aurors at the same time, but the time it bought was enough for Vincent to take out the Caduceus.

"All curses will end——"

The glow of the spell disappeared in an instant, and the Tenth Courtroom returned to its gloomy darkness.

Dumbledore had disappeared behind Vincent, but Fudge started laughing crazily.

Dumbledore is going to Azkaban. If he can't be stopped, then no matter what, the people will just think he is running away.

"Wayne, you can't run away!" Fudge climbed onto the table, a cruel smile on his face, looking down at Vincent, "You did what happened in Azkaban, didn't you?"

He muttered to himself, making up one lie after another. "I know what you did with the Time Turner last year. For a whole year, all the Dementors guarding Hogwarts were attacked by you."

Everyone was talking about it, but Fudge was still making up a lie. "You have been planning tonight's events since last year. The Dementors left Azkaban at your behest!"

Scrimgeour looked at Fudge, who was standing on the table, in horror. "Mr. Minister, that is clearly -"

"Rufus, I'm going to confess everything now." Fudge turned and looked at the Wizengamot members below him.

He looked at the audience seats on both sides again, "The person involved in the hearing is Vincent Edward Wayne. Many of your Wayne Enterprises employees are dark wizards from Knockturn Alley, right?"

Cecilia and her gang are the dark wizard gang with the highest completion rate of commissions in front of Knockturn Alley - Fallen Heaven. If the Ministry of Magic really wants to investigate, they can definitely find out.

Vincent did not refute. His eyes became colder and colder, and he didn't even look at Fudge.

How does power corrupt the mind? When Fudge desperately denied the existence of darkness, he had actually become a part of it.

From pretending to be calm to struggling hysterically, and then to the complete madness now, what is the difference between the seemingly glamorous Minister of Magic and Voldemort.

"Wayne, you and Dumbledore have gone to great lengths to create the illusion that the wizarding world is not peaceful."

Fudge's smile gradually turned ferocious. "You are enjoying the flowers and applause, right? But I tell you, you are a fake hero! The British wizarding world does not need you to save it at all!"

With just a few words, Fudge negated Vincent's contribution to the Death Eaters' attack on the camp. He wanted to destroy the young hero he had created and make him the scapegoat for this series of events.

Scrimgeour felt a chill down his spine. He turned to Fudge and said, "Mr. Minister, are you crazy? Wayne is only a child."

"Huh..." Fudge sneered, "Rufus, I am exposing the evil truth that has been hidden in the wizarding world for many years. How can you say I am crazy?"

He held his wand tightly and pointed it at Vincent. "Aurors, follow my orders. Vincent Edward Wayne is resisting violently with a weapon. According to the Special Circumstances Supplement of Article 39 of the Ministry of Magic Order, his behavior has seriously constituted the fact of unlawful infringement. He should be regarded as a criminal and arrested immediately!"

The Tenth Courtroom was in an uproar.

"Wait!" Bones slammed his hand on the table. "Hearing host, according to the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, when the life of a hearing party is threatened, he has the right to exercise legitimate defense, which cannot be regarded as armed violent resistance."

As a prosecutor, her duty is to supervise the legality of the hearing process and ensure that it is conducted strictly in accordance with relevant laws and regulations.

The Wizengamot Charter of Rights was a charter revised under the leadership of Dumbledore when he was Chief Wizard. It stipulates the judicial power exercised by the Wizengamot and protects the legitimate rights of the accused during the trial.

However, in Fudge's eyes, Bones's behavior in maintaining discipline was a challenge to his authority.

"Amelia, stop joking." Fudge didn't look back, his eyes were always fixed on Vincent.

"Another party to the hearing, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, left without permission. His behavior constitutes the crime of escaping. Wayne, who provided him with assistance, is also a criminal."

Bones was obviously infuriated by his words. It turned out that the Minister of Magic, who seemed so glamorous in front of everyone, had such a shameless side.

He is the referee, the referee and the circumstantial witness. He has no dignity left. Why does the Wizengamot need to vote? He can just declare the charges to be established.

"What a farce!" Marchbank stood up slowly after a long silence. "I swear on my 80 years of reputation as an invigilator that tonight's hearing is more hollow than a troll's brain."

Even when reprimanded by the elders of the Wizengamot, Fudge remained unmoved.

Legal expert Ogden also stood up. "Is this a hearing? Why do I see a court controlled by a dictator?"

He took out the Wizengamot Charter of Rights that he carried with him and snapped his fingers to make the words float in the air. "Judicial independence is above executive power, and the Ministry of Magic Order should not override the Supreme Wizarding Court!"

Fudge ignored the speeches of the two Wizengamot elders and glanced at the Aurors who had been slow to act with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Rookwood's self-explosion at that time turned the entire Auror office into ruins. Vincent and Dumbledore both rushed to rescue, and later went to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to visit the sick.

Emotionally, they were certainly reluctant to arrest Vincent.

Fudge winked at Dawlish, who remained stern-faced and didn't know if he understood.

"Wayne, I advise you to give up resistance and surrender. You are still young, and I will try to reduce your sentence."

Vincent glanced at him with contempt, "Mr. Minister, stop pretending to be a good guy."

He talks a lot about morality, but in private he does dirty things.

Fudge did not continue to pretend, and ordered in a tone that could not be refused: "Arrest the criminal immediately. I don't want to say it for the third time."

The Aurors raised their wands with complicated expressions.

Vincent didn't want to embarrass them, so he looked at Dawlish who was ready to make a move, and suddenly raised the double snake staff in his hand.

The dazzling red light shot directly at the wand that Dawlish was holding tightly, and it spun upside down into the air.

"chain!"

The red light of the Disarming Spell did not disappear, but instead instantly split into ten parts, shooting towards the wands in the hands of the Aurors at strange and tricky angles like lightning.

The tenth courtroom fell into deathly silence, and everyone stared at Vincent gently catching their wands.

There were ten wands in total, except for Dawlish's wand, which fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

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