Chapter 340 Wizengamot

The visits from the Order of the Phoenix did not have any impact on Mike's life.

Mike still maintains his previous life style, remotely controlling the operations of the Los Santos Group while accumulating power to fight against Voldemort.

He didn't even hire a security team to protect his home, as he had said before.

That's simply not necessary.

Because Mike doesn't live there at all, now Mike's permanent residence has changed from Godric's Hollow to the secret realm of Ravenclaw.

As for the safety of the secret realm, Mike is quite confident.

At least he himself has tried hundreds of methods, including divination and prophecy, which are considered mysterious methods in the wizarding world, but he still cannot find the location of the secret realm from other places.

The secret realm of Ravenclaw is like an isolated island suspended in the main world, and the only entrance is the statue in the Ravenclaw lounge.

As for the supervisors sent by the Ministry of Magic to the Los Santos Group, they have been solved by Mike's elites after so many days.

Of course, the solution mentioned here does not mean killing.

In fact, the supervisors sent to the Los Santos Group this time did not have many good things. The reason why they targeted the Los Santos Group in the beginning was not only Fudge's order, but also to get rid of the Los Santos Group. Shengdu Group reaps the benefits.

Once you know this, things will be much easier to handle. The senior executives in the Los Santos Group are all talented people. Under the operation of these people, those supervisors who appear to be honest on the surface will soon Corrupted.

Each of these supervisors is very greedy, and their appetites are getting bigger and bigger.

High-level elites have also reported this problem to Mike, but Mike said that these problems are not big.

Mike knows very well that those so-called supervisors may not be able to help you succeed, but they can ruin your big things.

What they're eating so far is nothing compared to the damage they can do to you.

While Mike was doing his work step by step, he received an invitation from the Ministry of Magic, inviting him to participate in the Wizengamot Tribunal's trial of Harry and serve as a jury member.

Mike was actually a little confused when he received this invitation, because he was not a member of the Wizengamot at all and was not qualified to participate in this level of trial.

But he also quickly understood what Fudge meant.

Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey!

Yes, Fudge wanted to warn Mike by killing Harry, the chicken.

Because in Fudge's eyes, compared to Harry, the so-called 'savior' whose reputation is greater than his strength, Mike, who has both fame and strength and is also the youngest and most successful emerging entrepreneur in the country in recent times, is obviously a greater threat.

After thinking about this matter, Mike readily agreed.

The time soon came for Harry to announce his trial.

In the early morning of this day, before dawn, Mike got up early, put on a well-fitting suit, and set off for the Ministry of Magic.

There, Uncle Mario Foley, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was already waiting for Mike's arrival.

Uncle Mario is also a member of the Wizengamot Council and will jointly try Harry today.

Mike informed the other party as soon as he received the invitation, so the two decided to have breakfast together today and have a good chat.

In the restaurant of the Ministry of Magic, Uncle Mario was playing with the chickpeas on the plate, and the expression on his face didn't look good.

But when Mike appeared in the restaurant, a smile appeared on his face, he waved and said hello:

"Mike, here."

"Long time no see, Uncle Foley," Mike came and sat down opposite Uncle Mario, "You still look so energetic."

"Oh, please stop making fun of me." Uncle Mario waved his hand and said helplessly, "I've been so worried lately. Look, my hair is all gray."

Seeing Uncle Mario fiddling with his hair, Mike also smiled.

His friendship with the Foley family in the past two years has not become unfamiliar. On the contrary, with the rise of the Los Santos Group and the deepening of cooperation between the two families, the relationship between Mike and the Foley family is also very hot, so facing Mike didn't feel any pressure at all on the old man in front of him.

"Mike, I believe you should also know what I am worried about recently." Mario continued with a serious face, "Here, I want to hear your answer to me personally. Mysterious man, is he really back?"

Uncle Mario's last words were whispered so low that Mike had to get closer to hear them clearly.

After hearing Uncle Mario's question, Mike took back the smile on his face, nodded seriously and said:

"Yes, he is back. I am absolutely sure of this because I was there at the time."

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Uncle Mario took a deep breath and leaned back on the chair.

The atmosphere at the dinner table instantly became a little solemn, and both of them were silent.

Voldemort's return is definitely not good news for the two of them, especially for the two families' gradually expanding industries.

After a long time, Uncle Mario said to Mike:

"Mike, I think it's time for us to think about immigration. Today's country is no longer safe, and that person will soon put the entire country into panic!

Well, what do you think of Coal Country? The big wizards there are very foreign and like to marry into some so-called established pure-blood families. I heard that many poor pure-blooded boys from the declining country of Yu went there and married the daughters of the nobles there to live life. At the same time, the mainstream concept of Coal Country is relatively tolerant towards Muggles and mixed-bloods. Strictly speaking, if we go to Coal Country, we should be able to..."

"Are you going to run away?"

Mike's sudden words made Mario's face freeze, and he stopped mid-sentence.

He just stared at Mike for a long time, and finally sighed and said:

"Mike, I know that your Los Santos Group has grown to quite a large scale, but sometimes when something is destined to be irreversible, I have to stop the loss in time. As a Muggle-born wizard, you naturally Standing on the opposite side of Voldemort. And although I am a pure blood, I can't deal with Voldemort. Voldemort's return will be a disaster for us."

"I don't think so." Mike took a sip of hot coffee and said with a smile, "This is not a disaster for us. On the contrary, it is an opportunity. An opportunity for us to reach a higher level!"

"You mean..."

"That's right, you really underestimate Dumbledore. That's an old fox. I bet that the final winner of this war will definitely not be Voldemort. Of course, it won't be Dumbledore either."

Uncle Mario understood what Mike meant instantly.

The rapid expansion of the Los Santos Group in the past two years has shown that Mike is a very forward-looking person. For this reason, Mario still trusts what Mike says.

But the things involved in this matter are too big. For the sake of the family, Uncle Mario must be more cautious and cautious.

There was another moment of silence, until the magic alarm clock on the dining table rang, and Mario woke up from his meditation.

"Mike, it's time, let's go." Mario looked at the time on the alarm clock, stood up and said, "Let's go to my house for dinner at noon. We need to have a good talk."

Mike smiled meaningfully, then got up and left the restaurant with Mario.

…

In the elevator of the Ministry of Magic, Mario was introducing the contents of this trial to Mike while the elevator was descending.

"We are going to the Tenth Courtroom this time. This is a very old courtroom. The last time it was used was when Voldemort had just fallen. At that time, old Barty was still the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. , where he tried many Death Eaters. To be honest, I don’t understand what Fudge meant. Because according to what you said, Harry Potter just made some small mistakes that everyone has made. But not only did Fudge place the trial in a courtroom that is generally only used by criminals, he even summoned all the Wizengamot members. This is really..."

Just when Uncle Mario was complaining endlessly, a cold female voice suddenly sounded.

"Department of Mysteries."

Then, the elevator door opened with a crash.

Uncle Mario immediately closed his mouth, put on a serious expression and said:

"Okay, let's go. We're still some distance from our destination."

With that said, he led Mike out of the elevator and stepped into a dark and deep corridor.

The two sides of this corridor are entirely made of rough stones, and there are torches stuck on brackets on the wall, but for some reason, Mike always feels like the light of these torches is suppressed by something. , causing the brightness in the corridor to be very low.

The two walked forward for a while, and some heavy wooden doors gradually appeared on the walls on both sides of the corridor, with iron bolts (shun) and keyholes embedded in them.

"Don't touch those doors." Mario warned, "Those doors are the court rooms inside, and there are many curses attached to them to prevent theft."

Mike nodded. Through his magic perception, he had already noticed that there were a lot of evil thoughts gathered on these gates.

Finally, they stopped in front of a half-open wooden door.

"We are here, the tenth courtroom." Mario looked at Mike with concern. In his eyes, Mike was still a junior. He was afraid that Mike would be nervous when facing this kind of scene for the first time. "Are you ready? Mike .”

"certainly."

"That's good."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Mike's behavior, Mario nodded, then opened the door and walked in.

The walls around the Tenth Courtroom are made of black stone. Due to the small number of torches, the light in the room is not much different from that in the corridor.

The courtroom is surrounded by rows of densely packed benches, arranged in steps. From all seats, you can clearly see the chained chair in the center - that is the prisoner's seat.

There were already many people in the trial room at this moment. The arrival of Mike and Mario attracted everyone's attention, and the wizards all cast curious glances at the two.

"He must be Harry Potter, right?"

An old witch wearing black veil turned her head and asked her best friend beside her.

"Probably, there are no such young members of the Wizengamot Council at all." The best friend next to him replied, "But he looks different from the one in the newspaper."

"Yes, he is much more handsome and stronger in person than in the photos."

…

Mike and Mario did not hear the whispers of the two old witches. In fact, as soon as they arrived in the trial room, a familiar figure came up to them.

"Oh! Mario! My old friends, you are finally here!"

Fudge said cheerfully with his trademark smile on his face.

When facing Fuji, Mario had no idea of ​​taking care of him at all, and just hummed lightly as a greeting.

Hot face pressed against Leng's ass, and the smile on Fudge's face froze for a moment, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he turned to look at Mike beside him and said:

"Mike, good morning, did you enjoy your summer vacation? I heard that your Los Santos Group has been developing well recently, which is really amazing!"

There was a hint of schadenfreude in Fudge's tone, and Mike's brows instantly furrowed, and he also imitated Mario and snorted softly.

"Originally, you were not qualified to participate in today's trial. Do you know why I asked you to come?"

Mike didn't answer, just stared at Fudge coldly.

"You understand, you must understand, right." The smile on Fudge's face became even brighter, "Harry Potter, this is a big shot! The legendary savior, who once defeated the mysterious man's child, Dumbledore Lido's favorite student. This is a well-known figure. Your generation... Oh, I mean the wizarding children your age. They almost grew up listening to the stories of Harry Potter.

But everyone is equal before the law. Even a character like Harry Potter, as long as he dares to break the law and defy the Ministry of Magic, we will give him the punishment he deserves! "

Fudge's words were loud and powerful, and many people around him heard them.

These people were all members of the Wizengamot. Many of them applauded when they heard this, but there were still a few who were quite disdainful of Fudge's speech, and some even sneered directly.

As if he didn't notice the MPs who were dissatisfied with him at all, Fudge turned his head and smiled and bowed to the applauding MPs to thank them.

At this moment, a vigorous figure suddenly rushed to Fudge's side and said something into Fudge's ear.

Fudge then stopped thanking him, turned to look at Mike again, and said with a smile:

"The time is up, Mike. This trial is about to begin. Please enjoy today's performance. It is an extremely good show!"

After saying that, Fudge flicked his sleeves and walked towards the big table at the top.

"Weasley, lead them to their seats."