Chapter 409: Infiltration into the Ministry of Magic (Successful, fighting in the air)

"Hmph!" Arthur took Harry's reminder as a threat, then slammed the elevator door shut and climbed upwards.

Harry took Ron through the former site of the Department of Mysteries and all the way to the ninth floor - the Wizengamot.

Dementors were wrapped outside the courtroom. The Muggle wizards and their relatives who were waiting for trial filled the entire corridor, crying and shouting to avoid the Dementors' harassment and trembling.

Harry took the disguised Ron all the way to the Wizengamot's courtroom.

"I am mixed-blood. My father is William Alderton. He has been working here for thirty years!" One of the escorted people kept explaining.

Then the two of them watched him being pushed into a room full of Dementors. "Ah--!" screams echoed in the corridor, and then the entire corridor fell into deathly silence.

There were even more Dementors in the courtroom, and a cold air enveloped the entire room, with a thick layer of ice on the surrounding tiles.

Yaxley, a Death Eater, put one foot on the chair and leaned on the seat next to the court.

Umbridge sat in the center of the judgement seat, with a bright fat cat patronus beside her. The patronus was shining brightly and rushed to the ceiling to form a membrane.

It is not difficult to infer from the state of the patronus that Umbridge is very happy at the moment. She enjoys the pleasure of judging others at will.

"Mary Elizabeth Cattermole, of 72 Chislehurst Gardens, Evesham Bridge." Umbridge pretended to check the prisoner's identity.

"Yes." Mary, who was sitting in the judgement seat, replied weakly. She looked at the Dementors on the ceiling in horror.

Umbridge was unhappy with her lack of attention and slammed the gavel hard.

"Mother of Macy Allie and Alfred, wife of Reginald."

"No, don't hurt my children, they don't know anything, please." Mary began to beg for mercy frantically. Even the greatest fear could not compare to the position of her family in her heart.

As she begged for mercy, she saw Reggie being escorted in, and she couldn't help but whisper, "Reggie?"

Harry had no choice but to grab Ron by the collar and push him into the courtroom. Seeing this, Yaxley put his hand on his face, as if he acquiesced.

Although Umbridge was somewhat disgusted by having her happiness interrupted, she saw that Yaxley acquiesced and the visitor was also a capable general under their command, so she nodded to him and said, "Thank you, Albert."

"Defendant Mary Elizabeth Cattermole, today, this court seized a wand from you while you were at work. Can you tell me which wizard you took it from?"

Umbridge raised her wand and looked at the trembling Mary in the audience with a hint of sarcasm.

"This is mine. I bought it from Ollivander's when I was eleven years old." Mary answered in a crying voice.

"You are lying. Mudbloods are not wizards, so you are not qualified to own a wand. Your wand must have been stolen from a real wizard."

Umbridge tapped the hammer with a hint of pleasure, then turned back and said to Hermione, "Mafalda, hand over the questionnaire she submitted last time."

Hermione did as she was told and complimented him, "Your earrings look great."

Umbridge was overjoyed to hear the other party's praise and started showing off in court.

"Yes, it's an ancient heirloom." Umbridge lifted her hair to reveal the earrings. There seemed to be a letter P engraved in the crystal clear gem.

"P is the symbol of the Prewett family. ... In fact, I have a certain kinship with the legendary Prewett who has dragon blood. In fact, there are very few pure-blood families that have no blood relationship with me... What a pity."

Umbridge couldn't make up any more stories. She pretended to take out Mary's questionnaire and read it aloud, "But you can't say that. Parents' occupation: greengrocer."

"Tsk." Harry and the other two suddenly heard an unhappy smacking sound echoing, and then the Dementors above their heads kept emitting gray mist in their eyes, which was focused on by the many wizards in the court without noticing.

Harry, who was standing in the middle at this moment, could no longer bear it. Umbridge's disgusting face, the Ministry of Magic that had mixed good and evil all the way, and Mary's foreseeable tragic ending, all showed Harry the absurd reality.

Harry shook his sleeves and a wand slipped from his sleeves. Umbridge on the trial stand noticed something was wrong.

"What do you want to do, Albert?" Although Umbridge's behavior was disgusting, her ability as a wizard was unquestionable.

"You are lying, Umbridge." Albert in front of him looked coldly at the podium.

"Collapse!"

A wand hit Umbridge and she fainted immediately. Hermione, who was sitting behind her, ran up and pulled off Umbridge's earrings.

"Albert, what are you doing!" Yaxley on the stage saw Umbridge being attacked and was about to raise his wand.

But faster than him was a beam of white light. Ron's normal attack magic roared through Yaxley's right hand, turning his forearm and wand into ashes.

"Ah——!" Ikaros howled in pain and rolled on the ground.

Since the Horcrux was no longer in the locket, they were not afraid of Voldemort tracking them down, so the four of them ran away.

As Harry ran, he untied the Muggle wizards and their families who were awaiting trial in the corridor and took them upstairs.

However, without Umbridge's restraint, the Dementors on the entire floor began to riot. Harry led his men to the eighth floor, and the Dementors swarmed up.

Unnoticed by anyone, several Dementors emitting gray mist quietly approached Umbridge and Yaxley, ready to give them each a kiss.

However, something strange happened again. A trace of purple protection flashed in front of the two of them. The gray fog condensed into a little man, and he traced the source of the purple magic power along the connection between all things. His gaze dived all the way down, and finally saw the silver coffin at the bottom of the deep world.

Bang! Three Dementors controlled by the grey fog exploded. Then the purple power was transmitted through the Ministry of Magic to all the Dementors tracking Harry.

Harry led them all the way into the elevator, but the small elevator could not accommodate so many people. Suddenly, a mysterious symbol lit up on the palm of Harry's hand.

The experience of practicing the Traceless Extension Charm thousands of times suddenly entered Harry's mind. Without any hesitation, he directly widened the space of the elevator.

"Go in, go in quickly!" Harry urged, and when everyone entered the elevator, he quickly closed the elevator door.

However, the Dementors, who were chasing them closely, blocked the elevator and opened their mouths wide to absorb the happy emotions from them.