"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a nice day. "In the magic phone booth leading to the Ministry of Magic, an indifferent female voice is heard.

Alan straightened his robe, the door to the phone booth opened suddenly, Penelope, with short black hair and flaming red lips, was looking at him with a smile, Alan walked out, she immediately pounced on her, and gave Alan a big hug.

They stood at the end of a long golden hall with a polished dark wood floor. The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant bulletin board. The walls on all four sides are lined with dark wood panels of jet black and shiny, and many gilded fireplaces are embedded in the boards.

Alan arrived too early, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, and only a few wizards in fuchsia robes with a delicate silver "" embroidered on their left chest and a small number of wizards in black Ministry of Magic uniforms had come to the hall through the fireplace.

"Alan, he should be on the second floor, I just saw him get off the elevator on the second floor leading to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Penelope's red lips gently spat out the words with a soft breath into Alan's ears, causing his earlobes to feel a burst of moisture.

Alan nodded slightly, his cheeks and Penelope's soft lips brushing slightly, stirring up a tingle.

Alan coughed lightly and broke free from her embrace amid Penelope's coquettish laughter. Eren was the first to pass through the gates of the Ministry of Magic and into a smaller hall with at least twenty elevators, blocked by refined golden fence doors.

With a clattering sound, an elevator descended in front of them. The golden fence door slid open, and Alan and Penelope stepped inside.

The fence door slammed shut, the elevator slowly ascended, the chain clicked, and the indifferent woman's voice rang out again.

The elevator did not stop and fell slowly. There were only two people in the elevator, Alan and Penelope, and Penelope leaned on Alan's shoulder, "I naively thought before graduation that even if I worked, but because you have a holiday, we can still meet often during your vacation, but I didn't expect that since I became an Auror, I have been busy like a spinning top, and I basically have no free time." Your vacation has been taken by Hermione and Luna, and you've been with them all the time, and you've left me behind, right?"

As he spoke, Penelope bit Alan's shoulder aggrievedly.

Alan didn't dodge, nor did he resist with magic power, but just wrapped one hand around Penelope's waist and gently comforted the aggrieved Penelope, and after a while, Penelope let go, stopped complaining, and rested his head on Alan's shoulder, enjoying this short period of silence.

The door opened, and the cold female voice announced, "The second level, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, the Auror Command, and the Wizengamot Governing Body. ”

"This is it. Penelope straightened up, and they stepped out of the elevator into a hallway lined with doors on both sides.

They walked through a window, and the bright sunlight poured in, just like Penelope's bright mood at this time, and the corners of her lips were raised higher.

They turned a corner, passed through two heavy oak gates, stopped, and looked ahead.

There, Sirius Black was stuffing a large bag into the arms of a large, scrimson-robed wizard with a scruffy beard, his eyes full of pleading, "Then please." ”

Amid the sound of clanging metal coming from the bulging bag, both Allen and Penelope's faces showed a look of clarity. Sirius must have been bribing the inquisitors for his godson, Harry.

As if sensing their gaze, the two people on the opposite side turned their heads to look, and the bearded wizard cursed in a low voice, clutching his money bag and leaving quickly.

Sirius's bribery was bumped into by Alan and Penelope, who clenched their hands in embarrassment.

"Mr. Black, I was looking for you. Alan ignored what had happened before and walked quickly towards Sirius.

"This thing can help Harry clear his name, but since we Harris can't go head-on with Fudge right now, you have to make an oath if you want to—you can't tell anyone that I gave it to you until I give it my permission, not even Dumbledore. Alan held up a thin, sealed brown paper document bag.

Sirius Black did not hesitate and immediately made an unbreakable oath in Penelope's presence.

Alan handed Sirius the brown paper document bag, and Sirius couldn't wait to open the bag, and when he saw the contents of the photo, his nose fluttered slightly, and he looked up sharply, with a deep look of doubt in his joy.

"How did you get these pictures?" After reading them, Sirius carefully stuffed the photos back into his bag.

"When I received Dumbledore's letter, I thought that your alienation from Harry might have been exploited by someone else, so I was secretly protecting Harry. If Harry hadn't been able to cast the Patronus Charm at the last minute, I wouldn't have bothered to expose myself in front of Fudge, and I would have helped Harry. Alan explained unhurriedly, "Mr. Black, please think about it, the root cause of the current situation is that you left Harry and let him out of your protection. Professor Dumbledore is indeed the greatest White Wizard in the world today, but the advice he gives you is not necessarily the best for you. You have to learn to judge for yourself, not to rely on someone else's life and the future of your life and that of Harry. ”

Allen's words made Sirius on the other side nod unconsciously, and it was for this reason that he was angry with Dumbledore before. At this moment, the bearded wizard who had just dodged away hurried over: "Blake, Fudge has advanced the interrogation by an hour, and the location has changed. ”

He handed Sirius the note that had changed the time and place, nodded at Alan, straightened his hat, and walked away quickly.

Sirius quickly skimmed the note: "I'm sorry Alan, I need to find Dumbledore first, he should have arrived early in the Ministry of Magic, he is Harry's defender, I need to give him this crucial evidence." After saying that, he was about to leave before Alan could respond.

Alan stretched out his hand to stop him: "It's too late, I suggest you go directly to the court of trial now." At the time of the trial, you'd better move quickly and put the evidence out directly, these pictures are enough to prove Harry's innocence, and it's better not to delay, lest Fudge and them induce Harry to testify against him, then they may play more tricks to 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 10. In front of the eerie black door with a large iron lock, Dumbledore helped his crescent-shaped glasses, twisted the heavy iron handle on the door, and walked into the courtroom.

As soon as he walked into the courtroom with a calm but loud voice, he said, "Defender: Albus Percival Woolfrick Brian Dumbledore." ”

He walked parallel to Harry, looked up, and looked at Fudge through half-moon glasses perched on the crooked bridge of his nose, his long silver-white beard and hair glistening in the light of the torches.

The members of the Wizengamot were all whispering to each other. Hearing this, they all looked at Dumbledore in surprise, and the courtroom was silent for a moment, followed by the chuckles of several people from the corner of the courtroom.

Beads of sweat and frowning bare bare heads of Fudge as Umbridge beside him desperately explained something to Sirius, who was standing in front of him demanding that the Ministry of Magic be held accountable for mismanaging the Dementors, and yelling at those responsible.

"Hmm...... Huh?" Dumbledore looked a little surprised, he hadn't yet figured out what was going on.

Harry learned from Sirius that it was Dumbledore who asked them not to contact him, and he was originally very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's approach, but seeing Dumbledore standing there looked a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but explain to him: "Headmaster, the trial is over, and the Ministry of Magic has not established the accusations against me. ”

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