Chapter 468 Legal Pioneer Drizzt

This girlish cough reminded Ada of her fear of being dominated by pink. To be honest, she really wanted to vomit in front of her now.

The witch in the shadow leaned forward, revealing her dignity.

She was short and fat, with a broad, saggy face, no visible neck, and a large mouth that drooped downwards. Her eyes are large, round, and slightly bulging outward. There is a small black velvet bow on her short curly hair.

Fortunately, she didn't wear her girly pink today, so her desire to vomit was lessened. She is Dolores Jane Umbridge, a witch who taught Ada how to judge people by their appearance.

"I think I must have misunderstood you, Drizzt." Umbridge spoke in a high-pitched voice, "I am so stupid, but I felt that for a moment just now, you seemed Insinuating that the Ministry of Magic ordered the attack on this boy!"

It's quite stupid. Adana has either hinted it or made it explicit, okay? Did Ada have to grab Fudge by the collar for Umbridge to see it!

Listening to Umbridge's disgusting clipping sound, Ada wanted to buy a small windmill for the senior deputy minister and let her whir... With such a deputy minister in the Ministry of Magic, why not worry about being destroyed by Voldemort? !

Ada didn't answer immediately. She really couldn't do it. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would spit out tomorrow's dinner.

In front of everyone, Ada lightly patted her clothes a few times, as if there was something disgusting and dirty on them.

"I'm just stating the facts I saw. If you have such an idea..." Ada changed the subject, "Does that prove that these attacks were ordered by the Ministry of Magic, including this case!"

"You're talking nonsense, you're messing around!" Umbridge stood up abruptly, pointing her stubby finger at Ada. To be honest, whether she stands up or not, the height doesn't make much difference.

Of course, Ada was talking nonsense, and could also be considered to be nonsense, because these two things had little to do with Fudge.

When dementors entered Hogwarts, it was because the people from the Ministry of Magic failed to supervise and neglected their duties; in the incident at the World Cup camp, first the Aurors failed to recognize the person, and they were eager to make meritorious deeds, and later it was Barty Crow. Qi deliberately distorted and delayed time.

Ada just forcibly combines the past and the present, giving people the wrong perception that the Ministry of Magic has long wanted to kill Harry Potter. This accusation was forced on Fudge's head.

The Ministry of Magic headed by Fudge is in the first grade, so don't blame Ada in the fifteenth grade. Use magic to defeat magic, and use shamelessness to defeat shamelessness.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Anyway, Ada is young and she is not afraid of embarrassment or falling. If she falls, she can just stand up. But Fudge was different. If the minister fell, he might suffer powder fractures all over his body, or he might die directly.

Umbridge sat back down with a gloomy expression, her height indeed not changing much.

Sitting down also meant that Umbridge had calmed down. She laughed like a silver bell and said while laughing: "Children are children. If you can't produce clear evidence, you have to lie. I have Handkerchief, do you need it?"

Ada laughed too, a barbell-like laugh.

The laughter of a middle-aged old witch is like a silver bell, but the laughter of a girl aged 17 or 18 is like a barbell. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morals...

"Ms. Bones also mentioned before that I personally killed three dark wizards when I was only in my second year." Ada said with a smile, "Can the deputy minister do something similar in his second year? Under the conditions. Take it easy, even now. Can you do something similar now?"

Umbridge was speechless for a moment. She could bully a subordinate and fall in love with her, but she really couldn't defeat the dark wizard with her own hands. However, Umbridge is not someone who gives up easily, otherwise she would not be able to climb to a high position.

"Minister Fudge manages the wizarding world very well. I have never seen a dark wizard." Umbridge said, "Besides, who knows if those three people are squibs!"

"Oh, it's great that there are no dark wizards!" said Ada. "Please tell me, Deputy Minister, who are the people marching in the World Cup camp? Are they the enthusiastic people in Diagon Alley? It's just because Ireland is so excited to win the championship. , so you go out for a walk to eat? Or are you saying that in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic, Death Eaters are not dark wizards?"

The Wizengamot members on both sides gasped. This statement was so vicious. It was almost saying that the Ministry of Magic was the headquarters of dark wizards.

"The Ministry of Magic has Aurors, and they are responsible for arresting..."

"Deputy Minister!" Ada interrupted Umbridge loudly, and she continued: "Last year, I defeated an adult fire dragon in the Triwizard Tournament. Can the Deputy Minister do it?"

Umbridge's face changed color as if she had knocked over a palette. Umbridge used her age to suppress Ada, but Ada backhanded her, making her unable to stand.

The entire courtroom fell into silence. Not only did he have to defeat an adult fire dragon, but he also had to do it better than Ada. Not many people dared to boast such a feat.

"Why doesn't the deputy minister say anything?" Ada took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Can't you do it? It doesn't matter if you can't do it. After all, people are different. Some people are the pride of heaven, and some people can only Be a toad in the mud."

This is not the first time Ada has called Umbridge a toad. The result was the same as last time, Umbridge broke the defense.

The senior deputy minister stood up again, and she shouted loudly: "Drizzt! You dirty, half-blood..."

"Don't shout so loudly. I'm not as old as you, and I'm not deaf or blind." Ada said, picking her ears with her little finger, which was very rude.

Ada continued: "Also, next time the deputy minister scolds others, it's best not to bring him on board. As far as I know, you are also a mixed-race wizard, and your father is not..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Umbridge became crazy at this moment. She would never allow anyone to mention her original family, never!

Umbridge was so angry that she was trembling all over. She wanted to tear Ada alive, even holding the wand in her hand.

As for Ada, she didn't make any move. She just stood there and looked at Umbridge. Ada wanted to see if Dolores Umbridge had the guts to do something to her.

Ada waited excitedly as Umbridge raised her wand. But just when the deputy minister was about to raise his wand, Fudge knocked the small wooden hammer in his hand again, several times in a row.

The loud crashing sound echoed throughout the courtroom, and many people covered their ears.

"That's enough!" Fudge shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

Fudge's roar made the furious Umbridge sober up a little, and she put away her wand in a panic.

"Minister...minister, it's not like this...I am pure blood, not half-blood! I am Selwyn...my father is the Wizengamot..." Umbridge explained incoherently.

Ada gave a disdainful "boo", not even recognizing her ancestors and parents, Umbridge, what the hell!

"Shut up!" Fudge cursed viciously.

Umbridge immediately fell silent and sat back on the bench. Her shoulders couldn't help shaking, and Umbridge actually burst into tears, as if she had been wronged a lot.

"Today is for the trial of Harry Potter's violation of the Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act." Fudge looked in the direction of Ada and Harry and said in a deep voice, "The defense witnesses should not mention this again. It has nothing to do with the case.”

It was obviously Fudge who first mentioned something unrelated to the case, but when he saw that he couldn't do anything about it, it became Ada's fault and her fault. Fudge was really slipping in this double standard.

Ada cleared her throat and said: "That night, the defendant Harry Potter was attacked by dementors. In order to ensure his own safety, he cast spells outside the school and in front of Muggles. According to the Act Seven, minor wizards can use magic in front of Muggles under special circumstances. I think there is nothing more special than a life-threatening situation."

"To sum up, the defendant Harry Potter is not guilty, and all the accusations are false." Ada said unnecessarily seriously.

"I know these laws better than you do, Drizzt!" Fudge stared at Ada, furious, "Dementors will not appear in Little Whinging, absolutely not! Everything is Harry Potter It’s all made up!”

Ada almost laughed out loud at what she said. Fudge was planning to carry out his shameless behavior to the end. Are you really shameless and invincible?

Ada circled the benches that were gradually rising on both sides so that the people sitting there could clearly see her face and her expression.

She said: "The truth is out there, but some people choose to turn a blind eye. I don't know what covered that person's eyes, I just feel chilled. Everyone here can think about it, the last time the Tenth Courtroom was opened, the people sitting there Who was there and what were the charges. And then look at who is sitting there now and what the charges were."

Several wizards were moving uneasily in their seats. Fudge's face turned the color of purple liver. Umbridge stared at Ada, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

Ada returned to the middle position, the fingers of her hands on her chest were connected, and she stopped talking.

The Wizengamot members on both sides began to whisper again, and they were discussing the final decision on the case.

For Harry, after what seemed like a century, the disturbing whispers finally stopped.

"Raise your hands if you agree with the charges," Ms. Bones said in a booming voice.

Fudge raised his hand first, and there were six or seven other people who raised their hands at the same time, which was not a large number. Fudge looked around, trying his best to suppress his anger. His throat moved, as if something was stuck.

"If you agree that the accusation is unfounded, please raise your hands." Ms. Bones continued.

After speaking, Ms. Bones raised her hand. Then, hands were raised one by one, a lot of them...more than half!

"Very good, very good...the accusation is not established." Fudge announced the verdict helplessly, his voice becoming strange.