Chapter 1097: The old gentleman still has dignity

The Ministry of Magic's response can be simply summed up in one sentence: delay.

The whole article is full of unconfirmed news and something about being under investigation, and it is obvious that they don't believe any frame of the live broadcast.

Even if we actively communicate with Dumbledore, it will probably take another ten days or half a month.

Vincent in the dormitory finished reading the newspaper calmly. The Ministry of Magic headed by Fudge might be going all out.

Voldemort's return is a huge bomb in itself. It is simply wishful thinking to try every means to cover it up now that it has exploded.

But thinking from Fudge's perspective, this was indeed the only way to keep his position as Minister of Magic.

Vincent put away the newspaper, changed his clothes, and went to the bathroom with his three roommates.

The exams are over and summer vacation will begin in a few days.

"Old Wen, you are going to the Ministry of Magic with Harry and the others to record your statement, right?"

"Yes."

The three roommates were silent, and it was obvious that even Neville knew what the Ministry's response was about.

The live broadcast of Dumbledore's battle with Voldemort last night has spread throughout the global wizarding community. In order to delay time and completely cover up the truth, the Ministry of Magic will definitely try every means to make Vincent change his story.

"Old Wen," James hesitated several times, "We understand your situation. If you can't stand the pressure--"

Vincent shook his head slightly, signaling the three not to worry, "I have not violated any law or committed any crime. What can they use to threaten me?"

"But……"

"No buts." He raised his hand and pointed at himself in the mirror, "I'm Vincent Wayne. Anyone who wants to plot against me will be kicked into the fire pit by me in advance."

James' eyes lit up after hearing this, "Old Wen, good job! You are worthy of being the man I have my eyes on!"

The good atmosphere was completely ruined by this sentence.

Vincent didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he fixed his hair in front of the mirror. "Old James, I have a girlfriend."

James raised his chin proudly, "Tsk - I have a girlfriend too."

"Wow~" Vincent suddenly became curious.

After being "tortured" by him, Alfred and Neville, James had no choice but to tell the truth.

James and Parvati have had feelings for each other ever since the Yule Ball.

Half a month ago, the two finally confirmed their relationship.

"Who confessed first?"

"I……"

"Really?" Alfred poked James with his elbow while grinning. "Old James, isn't your wife Hitomi Raisei?"

Vincent put on a gossipy face, "And Furong, isn't she your goddess?"

Neville also said weakly, "Well, I remember James also said that number 18 is his true love."

James' face turned red due to the teasing, "It's all...it's all in the past. The wives in the comics are very fragrant, but they can never compare to the real ones."

Vincent patted his shoulder in a condescending manner and said, "Congratulations, James, you finally came out of it."

Parvati is a campus beauty, and James must have saved the world in his previous life.

"Congratulations." Alfred said and tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Neville also patted his shoulder, "Old James, congratulations."

James' eyes were red with joy as he received blessings from his roommates.

While he was being extremely moved, Vincent slipped out of the bathroom first.

Alfred followed closely behind, and the unfortunate Neville was slow to react and was held tightly by him.

"Old...Old James, your nose is snotty."

"Wow--I thought you guys were going to keep laughing."

Vincent and Alfred walked faster.

They arrived at the common room where Hermione was waiting.

She was holding a thick book of laws in her hands, and when she saw Vincent she closed the book and walked over.

"Morning."

Vincent noticed the faint dark circles under her eyes, "Another all-nighter? Haven't we already confirmed the existing laws?"

Hermione pursed her lips, her eyes showing deep worry, "We have taken advantage of the loopholes in the existing laws. I am worried that the Ministry of Magic will enact new laws specifically targeting you."

Her concerns were proven true, as the Ministry of Magic's response did mention that a new law on the spread of false information would be introduced in the near future.

Vincent smoothed her messy hair with a look of distress in his eyes. "Don't worry, even if the new law is specifically aimed at me, they can't threaten me."

Hermione squeezed his large hand firmly, "You've pushed them over the edge, and I'm worried they'll do the same thing."

Any law has a basic principle, which is one of the principles regarding temporal effectiveness: laws do not have retroactive effect.

Simply put, the new law does not have retroactive effect. For any behavior, regardless of the provisions of the new or old laws, the law in force at the time of the behavior shall apply.

This means that the legality or criminality of people's behavior should be judged based on the laws at the time, and cannot be traced back based on later laws.

This principle is also one of the cornerstones of the rule of law, which ensures citizens' trust in the law and the protection of their legal rights and interests.

Retroactivity means that the new law can apply to acts and events that occurred before it came into effect.

Vincent held her hand in his, "Looking back on the past, the Ministry of Magic shouldn't be so shameless."

This is Britain, not India, old gentleman Daying should still have some dignity.

Hermione said nothing, her eyes said it all.

Vincent understood why she was worried, but as long as the higher-ups in the Ministry of Magic were not crazy, they would not come up with a new law that would have retroactive effect.

If this really happens, everyone in the British wizarding community will be in danger, fearing that they will suddenly commit a crime at any time.

He gently held Hermione in his arms in front of Alfred, "Don't forget, I am not only the British youth representative of the Wizengamot, but also the recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class."

Besides, there is Dumbledore. Although old Dumbledore is not a good person, he is still very principled.

If Vincent was really screwed, Dumbledore would definitely not stand idly by.

"Burp--" Alfred burped.

After having my mouth filled with dog food from these two early in the morning, is there any need to go downstairs for breakfast?

The little lions in the common room thought so too.

But they had no choice. The two top students in the school were showing their affection in public. Did they have to go to the bat cave and invite the old bat over?

Anyway, it’s only a few days away from summer vacation, so it will pass if you just bear with it.

After breakfast, Vincent said goodbye to his friends and left the castle and came to the gate.

Harry and Draco were already waiting. He arrived just as McGonagall followed.

It wasn't Dumbledore who sent them there. It seems that the so-called recording of the confession was just a formality.

McGonagall urged the three to tell the truth, then took out a portkey shaped like the Ministry of Magic emblem.

After a period of uncomfortable feeling, the group of four arrived safely at the Ministry of Magic's office.

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