Monday, April 20, 1992.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Great Hall.

This is the first day after the Easter holidays, and as is customary in previous years, the festive decorations that were previously placed in the auditorium and the school castle will not disappear for the time being, and will not be taken away by the house-elves until the end of the day.

However, when the young wizards yawned and walked into the auditorium with sleepy eyes, they found that the entire auditorium had been completely decorated and replaced with a grand, solemn banner in the colors of the four houses that only appeared at the beginning of the school year.

The entire faculty had already sat neatly at the end of the long table, and saw Elena and a few little witches enter the Great Hall, and "Albus Dumbledore", who was sitting in the middle of the faculty seat, grinned and winked at the girl.

On the other end, Professor "Otto Apocalis" seemed to be a little more silent than usual, his eyes fell on the red house flag of Gryffindor gold, as if thinking about something—Elena's eyes flickered, it seemed that the reversal of Peter Pettigrew and what happened last night still had a big impact on the old man's heart.

After all...... That's the righteous Gryffindor.

Except for the two old wizards, the professors at the faculty desk's desks all had extremely solemn faces, and Professor Snape, who was sitting next to Professor McGonagall, had a gloomy face than before, exuding an aura that was intimate, and his eyes wandered over Gryffindor from time to time, and he didn't know whether he was looking at the Weasley brothers or looking for Harry.

Regardless, Professor Snape was one of the key targets to be guarded against today, after all, as the trial progressed, Elena was worried that the half-blood prince would suddenly lose control of her emotions and draw her wand and chant a curse at Peter Pettigrew.

In addition, I don't know if the Ministry of Magic and the goblins will cause some unexpected variables-

Elena pondered silently, repeatedly simulating and deducing in her mind whether there were any variables that could cause bad consequences that had not been taken into account, and whether the helicarrier, which had been renamed the "Hyperion", could jump to Hogwarts at the first time and form a strong firepower blockade in the local area.

At that moment, Dumbledore suddenly stood up from the faculty desk, attracting everyone's attention.

"The Easter holidays are over," Dumbledore said calmly, looking at everyone calmly, "according to the school's lesson plan, you should continue to study happily and fully from today, but ......"

He stopped, his eyes lingering among the students whose morale had plummeted, and the kind smile on his face did not change in the slightest, as if he was enjoying the troubles of his immature youth.

"Ahem!" Professor Otto Apokalis let out a somewhat abrupt cough.

"It's just ......"

Dumbledore glanced at the old wizard sitting at the end, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and continued unhurriedly.

"Due to some unforeseen circumstances, I have to apologize to inform you that this morning's class has been temporarily cancelled......"

"Just yesterday, a wizard who had long been thought dead reappeared at Hogwarts. His name is Peter Pettigrew, a former Sir Merlin Order of Merlin First Class Medalist, whether you know him or not, but from today onwards, the whole wizarding world will hear of this name, because he almost changed the course of the world. ”

"With his 'resurrection', the truth about many of the major magical events that had been sealed or hung in the coffin for a long time began to emerge - each of which was a conspiracy that was so bad that it could upend our existing good and peaceful life. ”

Amid the whispers of the students, Dumbledore paused for a few seconds and continued unmoved.

"The Ministry of Magic probably doesn't want me to tell you this, because you're still young, and the intrigues that are taking place in the wizarding world and at the level of Hogwarts seem far away. However, I firmly believe that it is far more meaningful to be on the right path and understand what is right than to master a few more spells and get a few more exams. ”

"So, in my opinion, this is an extremely important and meaningful life lesson. I hope that after witnessing everything, everyone can learn something from it, not blindly obey, not gullible, stand firm, and not be blinded by hatred. After breakfast, please be led by the Prefects to the Quidditch Pitch to witness the public trial of wizards from Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic, and the wizarding world. ”

Looking around at the excited young wizards, Dumbledore smiled.

There is no doubt that for these little ones who have not experienced too many hardships and social pressures, intrigue, disaster, betrayal...... These are still too far away from them, and in the world of children, as long as they can skip class, it is the best news.

It's just that this time they're a little too happy for the time being.

Looking at the students, who were almost about to celebrate, "Dumbledore" smiled gently.

By the way, after this Judgment Day, all students will have to write a review of no less than 2,000 words...... Among them, the number of words for students in grades six and seven will be doubled, and they will be handed over to the faculty level next Monday. By the way, some of the parents of the students will also arrive at the school in a while, and we will remind the parents to help you with the content of the review. ”

"Oh, no......"

"Professor Dumbledore, you've changed, you weren't such a devil!"

"I want to learn, I want to learn!

The smile on Dumbledore's face grew a little brighter as the entire Great Hall erupted, and the old wizard took a deep breath, raised his hands as usual, and clapped his palms gently, "Then, breakfast begins." ”

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On the other side, London, the British Ministry of Magic.

The Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the largest department of the Ministry of Magic and the most important of the many departments of the Ministry of Magic, occupies all the space on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic's headquarters.

In fact, if you strictly calculate the actual space, it is almost equivalent to the sum of other departments.

The entire Division of Magical Law Enforcement includes the Aurors' Office, the Office for the Prohibition of Magical Abuse, the Office for the Prohibition of Muggle Objects, the Magical Law Enforcement Team, the Wizengamot UK Branch, the Wizengamot Governing Body, and the Office of Detection and Collection of Counterfeit Defensive Charms and Protective Equipment...... It is equivalent to a combination of the police, the military and the judiciary.

Follow the elevator to the door, and through two heavy oak gates, you can see the busy Auror Headquarters.

Further inside, there are the Magical Law Enforcement Team, the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, and other departments, each lined with a cloak of overflowing filing cabinets on either side of the room, and it is clear that working here is not an easy job.

However, by this time, most of the wizards had stopped what they were doing, and gathered in the middle of the corridors and halls, looking at the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, who was standing at the elevator door, and Amelia Bones, the head of the Executive Division beside him.

Cornelius Fudge's face was pale, and he held a letter in his hand, and his whole person exuded an unprecedented murderous aura.

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Chapter 1!

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