The trial was over, and Harry had successfully overcome his current predicament.

However, his mood did not improve because of his venting. His intuition told Harry that Cornelius Fudge would still cause trouble for him before he lost his position as Minister of Magic.

As for swallowing his anger and pretending that he didn't know that Fudge sent dementors to attack him? When he forced himself to come to the Ministry of Magic for trial, he also used despicable means to frame him?

Even if Harry was really willing to swallow all his grievances, Fudge had no intention of letting him go.

Keep giving in will only make things worse, and will only make others think you are weak and can be bullied.

If you stand up to resist, even if you lose, it won't be too miserable, because the other party will also be injured and scared. Even Voldemort is afraid of death, let alone other people.

"How about it?"

Mr. Weasley looked at Harry nervously and asked.

"It's clarified, all the accusations are false." Harry looked at the nervous Mr. Weasley and said with a smile.

"Honestly, I heard that when they officially opened the trial for you..." Arthur was interrupted by Harry just as he was halfway through his words.

"Don't worry, I already knew it. Sirius told me last night and arranged everything." Harry comforted.

Last night, Sirius told him that even if he lost the trial, he could hide in the Order of the Phoenix headquarters and wait for Fudge to step down and then settle the matter with him slowly, not to mention that there was no way he would lose.

"You know." Mr. Weasley was very surprised.

"Yes, I know." Harry asked calmly, "Shall we go back now?"

"I'll send you back directly." Mr. Weasley looked at Harry and said seriously, "You can tell everyone the good news."

"That's great. I feel uncomfortable being here."

Harry made no secret of his distaste for the Ministry of Magic, and he could feel the effects of the Felixir seeming to be wearing off.

When the two of them were walking towards the elevator, Harry suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction.

Lucius Malfoy appeared out of nowhere, stared at Harry, and said coldly, "Okay, Patronus Potter, you are so lucky to have escaped punishment again."

"Say hello to Voldemort for me."

Harry did not answer Lucius Malfoy's words, but narrowed his eyes and showed a "good" smile, "I heard that he was beaten and fled in Spain."

"Please tell Voldemort for me, remember to wear underwear before you duel with me next time."

"You..." Lucius Malfoy was stunned by Harry Potter's "evil speech".

Are you crazy for letting Voldemort wear underwear?

"Last time he climbed out of the cauldron, hurriedly put on a cloak and started a duel with me." Looking at Lucius Malfoy in a daze, Harry added.

Not only Malfoy, but also Mr. Weasley next to Harry was shocked.

"let's go."

"Harry..." Mr. Weasley looked uneasy.

"It doesn't matter. Even if I treat Voldemort politely, I can't make him change his mind about killing me, so there is no need to be polite to him. We are already mortal enemies anyway. No matter how you say it, it is not an exaggeration, not to mention it is true."

Harry's tone was extremely calm, and he didn't take these things to heart at all.

After noticing Mr. Weasley's uneasiness, he changed the subject and said, "I feel like Malfoy has other reasons for coming here."

"Probably there is a financial transaction with Fudge." Mr. Weasley sneered, "Malfoy has always been very generous with his dealings, and he has received a lot of benefits. That guy has a lot of energy and great magical powers."

"No, my intuition tells me it's something else. That guy probably has some conspiracy." Harry paused and suddenly said, "You'd better tell Dumbledore about this."

"conspiracy?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head.

From then on, Harry stopped talking until he left the Ministry of Magic.

…

"I already knew it!"

In the corridor of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Ron put his arms around Harry's neck and waved his fist excitedly, "You will be fine."

"They definitely have no reason to convict you, not at all." Hermione shouted sharply, her whole body trembling as she spoke.

"The situation is not going well. I almost missed the trial." Harry asked again: "Where's Sirius? He really helped me a lot."

"Sirius and Lupine went out on business." Ginny came down from the stairs and asked, "Harry, did the trial go well?"

"It's okay anyway." Harry said without thinking.

"That's great," Ginny said, clutching her chest.

"Tell us about the trial," Fred and George appeared out of thin air without warning, with smiles on their faces. "I dare say those stories will be interesting."

"A lot did happen." Harry walked into the kitchen, poured himself a glass of butterbeer, and began to tell what happened during the trial.

"They actually held a formal trial for you?" Hermione was shocked.

"I think so," Harry said softly.

"That thing must have come in handy," George said suddenly.

"That thing? What is it?" Ron and Hermione turned to look at the twin brothers, and they realized that these two guys were hiding a lot of things.

"That golden pill?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"That's the elixir." George reminded, "The elixir that Sirius gave you was taken from us."

"An elixir?" Hermione suspected that she heard wrongly.

"What is a Felixir? Why do I feel like I have heard it before?" Ron frowned and wondered where he heard this name. Ginny next to him obviously also wanted to know what a Felixir was.

"A potion that brings good luck," Hermione explained.

"Yes, that's it. The Elixir of Fortune can bring good luck and make everything go smoothly." Fred nodded in agreement.

"A potion that brings good luck!"

Ron looked shocked, obviously eager for better luck.

George next to him reminded, "You cannot take too much Fuling Elixir within a year, otherwise you will be poisoned by Fuling Elixir. Sometimes just a short period of luck is enough, and the dosage does not need to be too much."

"That feeling is really great, I feel like I can do anything." Harry nodded and admitted, "Do you still have some over there? I want to buy some."

"No, the Felixir is expensive but not commercially available, and it is very difficult to brew." Fred shook his head and reminded, "You have to go to Albert. Maybe he has a special way to get the Felixir."

Harry felt a little disappointed and felt that he needed more Felixir.

At the urging of his twin brothers, Harry began to tell everyone what happened during his trial at the Ministry of Magic.

When Harry talked about Fudge changing the time and almost allowing him to miss the trial, Hermione's voice couldn't help but rise a few points, obviously it was hard to believe that such a thing could happen.

"I couldn't believe that Fudge would do that." Harry told everyone. "To be honest, I really didn't expect that he would become like that. It felt like he was a different person. I still remember when he ran away from home in the third grade.

, Fudge, whom I met in the Leaky Cauldron, was still a very gentle person, and he spared me the punishment and comforted me, but the result..."

"But why would Fudge do this?"

"Is Fudge also controlled by the Imperius Curse?" Ron couldn't help but ask.

"Probably not." Harry shook his head and said

He had also suspected that Fudge was controlled by the Imperius Curse, so he specifically targeted him, but this suspicion was quickly denied.

"Why is it impossible? Crouch isn't also controlled by the Imperius Curse?" Ron cited a ready-made case.

"Dumbledore has been targeted by Fudge. If Fudge is really controlled by the Imperius Curse, something will definitely be noticed." Harry reminded.

"But, no one noticed that something was wrong with Crouch." Ron still suspected that Fudge had been cast by the Imperius Curse.

"Voldemort will not do such a stupid thing, which will cause a backlash from the entire Ministry of Magic, unless he can completely control the British wizarding world, but Dumbledore obviously cannot let the other side succeed."

"Don't be stupid, as long as Dumbledore is around, the mysterious man will not try to control the Minister of Magic." George interrupted Ron's unrealistic speculation.

"Fudge did that just because he wanted Harry to be expelled." Fred and George reached out and patted Harry on the shoulders and said, "Fudge was gentle to you before because you were valuable to him. At that time, you

Like Garen. But now that you are on the opposite side of Fudge, he will naturally find a way to kill you."

"Isn't that too exaggerated?" Ginny was also surprised by the malice shown by Fred and George towards Fudge.

"No, it's not an exaggeration at all." Harry agreed with what the Weasley brothers said, "Now Fudge is like a mad dog, he wants me to be expelled."

"But you are not expelled." Hermione reminded.

"That's because I took the Lucky Pill." Harry said about what happened last night, when Sirius gave him the parchment and the Lucky Pill.

The contents on the parchment taught Harry how to deal with the trial, and the tranquilizers and Felixir helped him deal with the trial calmly.

"Believe me, if you encounter that kind of situation, you will be so panicked that you won't even be able to speak clearly." Harry said firmly.

"I dare say Sirius must have asked Albert for help." Fred and George looked at each other, patted Harry on the shoulder and reminded: "Remember to take the time to thank him."

"Oh, by the way, I met him there." Harry suddenly said, "Anderson was also in the trial room at the time, mixed in with a group of old people."

"It's normal. Albert is the substitute of the Wizengamot. This happened a long time ago. Later, one of his titles was taken away by Fudge, and even the substitute position of the Wizengamot was almost taken away.

." Fred and George looked at each other, then looked at Hermione and said, "The Ministry of Magic is a piece of shit now. You have to get used to eating shit when you go in there. Only a fool like Percy would fight for it.

Drill inside."
To be continued...