"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant day." A cold female voice came from the Magic Phone Booth that led to the Ministry of Magic.
Allen tidied up his robe, and the door of the Magic Phone Booth suddenly opened. Penello with short black hair and flaming red lips was looking at him with a smile. When Allen walked out, she immediately jumped on him and gave Allen a big hug.
They were standing at one end of a very long and magnificent hall. The floor was made of polished dark wood. The peacock blue ceiling was inlaid with glittering golden symbols that were constantly moving and changing, like a huge high altitude bulletin board. The four walls were covered with shiny dark wood, and many gold-plated fireplaces were embedded in the wood.
Allen arrived too early. It was only seven o 'clock in the morning. In front of the fireplace, there were only a few wizards in magenta robes with a delicate silver "X" embroidered on the left chest, and a small number of wizards in black Ministry of Magic uniforms.
"Allen, he should be on the second floor. I just saw him get off the elevator on the second floor of the Magical Law Enforcement Department." Penello's red lips gently whispered the words into Allen's ears with her soft breath, making his earlobe feel wet.
Allen nodded slightly. His cheek and Penello's soft lips gently brushed against each other, and it caused a tingling sensation.
Allen coughed slightly and gently broke free from Penello's embrace in her charming laughter. Allen took the lead and went through the gate of the Ministry of Magic. They came to a small hall, where there were at least twenty elevators blocked by a delicate golden gate.
After a series of clanking and clanking sounds, an elevator descended in front of them. The golden gate gently slid open, and Allen and Penello walked in.
The gate closed with a clatter, and the elevator slowly ascended. The chains rattled, and the cold woman's voice rang out again.
The elevator did not stop and slowly descended. There were only two people in the elevator, Allen and Penello. Penello leaned on Allen's shoulder and said, "Before I graduated, I naively thought that even if I worked, we could still see each other often because you had holidays. But I didn't expect that after I became Aura, I would be as busy as a spinning top and basically have no free time. Your holidays were all taken up by Hermione and Luna. You've been with them all the time, and you've forgotten about me, right? "
As he spoke, Penelope bit Allen's shoulder aggrievedly.
Allen did not dodge, nor did he use magic to resist. He just put one hand on Penello's waist and gently comforted Penello. After a while, Penello stopped complaining and rested her head on Allen's shoulder, enjoying the short period of silence.
The door opened, and the cold female voice announced, "Second floor, Magical Law Enforcement Department, including the Office of Prohibition of Magic, Aura Headquarters, and the Management Organization of Wissengammon."
"Here it is." Penello stood up straight. They walked out of the elevator and came to a corridor with doors on both sides.
They walked past a window, and the bright sunlight shone in, just like Penello's happy mood at the moment. Her lips curled up even higher.
They turned a corner and walked through two heavy oak doors. They stopped and looked ahead.
There, Sirius Black was stuffing a big bag of things into the arms of a burly wizard in a purple robe and a beard. His eyes were full of pleading, "Then I'll leave it to you."
In the bulging bag, the sound of metal clanking could be heard. Allen and Penello both had a look of understanding on their faces. Sirius must be bribing the relevant judges for his godson Harry.
As if sensing their gazes, the two opposite turned their heads and looked over. The male wizard with the beard cursed in a low voice and left quickly with the bag of money.
Sirius's act of bribery was seen by Allen and Penello. He clenched his hands in embarrassment.
"Mr. Blake, it just so happens that I was looking for you." Allen turned a blind eye to the previous incident and walked quickly to Sirius.
"This thing can help clear Harry's suspicion, but because it's not convenient for us at Harris to go against Foggy now, if you want it, you have to make an oath. Without my permission, you can't tell anyone that I gave it to you, not even Dumbledore." Allen held up a thin, sealed kraft paper folder.
Sirius Black didn't hesitate and immediately swore an unbreakable oath with Penello as witness.
Allen handed the kraft paper folder to Sirius. Sirius couldn't wait to open the bag. When he saw the contents of the photos, his nose twitched slightly. He looked up abruptly, joy mixed with suspicion.
"How did you get these photos?" After looking at them, Sirius carefully stuffed the photos back into the folder.
"When I received Dumbledore's letter, I felt that your alienation of Harry might be exploited by someone else, so I secretly protected Harry. If Harry hadn't been able to use the Guardian Charm at the last moment, I wouldn't have cared about exposing my position in front of Foggy. I would have helped Harry. " Allen explained unhurriedly. "Mr. Blake, please think about it. The root cause of the current situation is that you left Harry and allowed him to escape from your protection. Professor Dumbledore is indeed the greatest light Magus in the world, but the advice he provides may not be the most beneficial to you. You have to learn to judge for yourself, and not rely on others for your and Harry's future. "
Allen's words made Sirius nod subconsciously. This was also the reason why he was angry with Dumbledore earlier. At this moment, the unshaven male Magus who had just left hurriedly rushed over, "Blake, Foggy has brought forward the time of the trial by an hour, and the location has also changed."
He handed the notice with the changed time and location to Sirius, nodded at Allen, adjusted the hat on his head, and quickly left.
Sirius quickly skimmed the note, "Sorry, Allen, I have to find Dumbledore first. He should be in the Ministry of Magic and has arrived early. He's Harry's defender, and I need to give him this key piece of evidence." Having said that, he was about to leave without waiting for Allen's response.
Allen reached out to stop him, "There's no time. I suggest you go directly to the trial court now. During the trial later, it's best if you move quickly and present the evidence directly. These photos are enough to prove Harry's innocence. It's best not to delay, lest Foggy and the others induce Harry to testify against him. That way, they might play more tricks and complicate the trial. Blake, you have to get used to not relying on Dumbledore too much. "
Sirius nodded hesitantly, then turned and walked towards the courtroom.
"Courtroom Ten." In front of a gloomy black door with a large iron lock, Dumbledore adjusted his crescent-shaped glasses, twisted the heavy iron handle on the door, and walked into the courtroom.
As soon as he calmly strode into the courtroom, he said in a calm but loud voice, "Defender: Albus Percy Val Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."
He walked to a place parallel to Harry, raised his head, and looked at Foggy through the crescent-shaped glasses on the crooked bridge of his nose. His long silver-white beard and hair shone in the light of the torch.
The members of Wesenkamp were whispering to each other in low voices. Hearing the voice, they all looked at Dumbledore in surprise. The courtroom was silent for a moment, and then a few people's chuckles came from the corner of the courtroom.
Foggy's bald forehead was covered in sweat and frowning. Beside him, Umrich was desperately explaining something to Sirius, who was standing in front of him and demanding that the Ministry of Magic be held accountable for their mismanagement of the Soul Dementors and roaring to punish those responsible.
"Huh … huh?" Dumbledore was a little surprised. He still didn't understand the situation in front of him.
Harry learned from Sirius that it was Dumbledore who asked them not to contact him. He was originally very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's approach, but when he saw him standing there looking a little awkward, he couldn't help but explain to him, "Headmaster, the trial is over. The Ministry of Magic's accusation against me is not valid."
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