Perhaps, this is the most unanimous opinion ever seen at the top of the Ministry of Magic.

Not far behind Cornelius Fudge are Dolores Umbridge, Senior Deputy Minister of Magic, Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, and Amos Diggory, Director of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control......

Almost all the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic have reached this floor through the elevator.

Everyone's faces were filled with a terrifying gloom, and there was a suffocating depression in the air - even when Voldemort was at his most active, there was no such terrifying atmosphere that seemed to ignite the air today.

In the early hours of this morning, the "American Magical Federal Reserve System" opened in Tumbledown Alley unilaterally stopped all gold galleon payments, and before everyone could notice that something was wrong, it suddenly disappeared just like its appearance.

Except for a few temporary hired workers who didn't know anything, all the principals, including the huge amount of gold Galleons, were all gone, along with the roster and documents, and all traces were completely erased by magic.

The only thing I know is that behind the whole incident, there seems to be the shadow of goblins.

Upon hearing the news, all the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic fell into a furious mood almost at the same time - you know, in the plague-like pyramid spread mode of human pullers, all wizards, including Cornelius Fudge, took all their savings from Gringotts and invested them all in that tempting investment project.

Luckily, thanks to the power of the Auror Office, the Ministry of Magic found the only clue.

The name left by the wizard who registered the company in Tumbledown Alley, the name of a dead man, everything seemed to be at an impasse.

But just as Cornelius Fudge was about to burst into rage, an owl from Hogwarts arrived at his office with an unexpected message that a public trial was about to take place at Hogwarts.

As the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, Albus Dumbledore wanted the Ministry of Magic to respect his pleas and retry the major magical accident of ten years ago, and to judge Peter Pettigrew for illegally stealing the Hogwarts title deed in an attempt to destroy the great friendship between the elves and wizards.

In the letter, Dumbledore also specifically asked the Ministry of Magic to send a sufficient number of Aurors to maintain order and prevent the remaining Death Eaters from "robbing the court" or "exterminating the mouth", and urgently asked all Wizengamot members to go to Hogwarts to directly start the trial process and find out the truth as soon as possible, so that everything can return to peace.

Merely......

For Cornelius Fudge, Peter Pettigrew's sins may need to be added this time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we may be experiencing one of the most terrible catastrophes in the history of magic, one of the most despicable ...... of fraud"

Cornelius Fudge shook the envelope in his hand vigorously, and looked around with murderous eyes, his voice as cold as if it had been squeezed out of his teeth, completely different from the confused image he had used to have.

"Peter Pettigrew, the damned Death Eater who fooled the entire wizarding world, and now he may even have betrayed the entire wizarding world, fortunately, he is now about to stand trial at Hogwarts - no, he needs to face more than just a trial of a case, we must torture him about the whereabouts of our life's fortunes......"

"Everyone, as long as there are no 100,000 urgent jobs, all come with me to Hogwarts! Even if the mysterious man is resurrected today, it can't stop us from letting the truth come out to the world and recovering our hard-earned money!"

With the angry roar of the Minister of Magic, a well-known employee of the Ministry of Magic finally realized what was going on, and a little terrible fire gradually appeared in the eyes of all wizards.

No one is spared from the catastrophe.

And the same flames, along with the owls flying all over the sky, have quietly spread in the magical world.

After confirming the news, all the wizards silently stopped all the work in their hands, drew their wands and walked towards the nearest mobile point of the Floo Network, the sound of wizard apparitions constantly sounding in the streets of Hogsmeade Village, as if someone had lit a firecracker that never stopped.

If you look at the Hogwarts area from above, you can clearly see that thousands of wizards are converging on the area from all directions, silently walking towards the direction of the school castle, like a flood.

The spark has already burned the prairies.

............

Meanwhile, Azkaban Wizard Prison.

It is a prison located on a small island in the middle of the North Sea (Noord Zee).

It was built in the 15th century, and like Hogwarts, almost all of the charms are cast, including the Undrawable, Forbidden Apparition, Muggle Expulsion, and Traceless Stretch...... A series of hidden spells imaginable by wizards to keep this prison safe and hidden.

Although the maintenance and management of the prison is currently mainly undertaken by the British Ministry of Magic.

But in reality, this wizarding prison between Norway, England, Denmark, Germany, Belgium, the Netherlands, and France can be regarded as a joint prison for dangerous criminals in the wizarding world of Europe.

Because most of the prison guards are stateless magical creatures - Dementors. (Note, ↓Read more)

Aside from transporting basic food and fresh water, no wizard was willing to go to the prison most of the time, and any wizard who didn't have permission from the Ministry of Magic would be sucked clean by the dementors who poured in from all directions the moment they stepped into the island.

Under the influence of the Dementors, most of the prisoners in Azkaban gradually lost their sense of self, slowly becoming the living dead who would only sit in the dark and talk to themselves, or die in despair, and then the remaining souls were sucked up by the jailers, and their bodies were thrown into the cemetery next to the prison to slowly rot.

It's just that ten years ago, a very special and extremely dangerous prisoner was sent here.

"Blake, you look in good spirits, it's exciting. ”

A tall, dark-skinned wizard with a gold ring on one ear stood in front of the prison railing, raised his wand in his hand, took a closer look at the thin man in the cell who was half-sitting in the dark, and said in a deep voice with a complicated expression.

Sirius Black looked up, the Dark Man, and his black eyes glittered in the light of his wand.

"What's the matter, what does Mr. Auror do? or...... Did Secretary Connelly agree to my request, and asked you to give me some scrap newspapers that I had read to kill time by doing crossword puzzles?"

"Neither...... There's a public trial today, and the Wizengamot court needs you to be present as an important witness. ”

"Trial? Testify? Oh, who do you need me to identify?"

Sirius Black's gloomy and haggard face flashed with a hint of banter, his sallow skin tightening on his cheekbones as if it were a skeleton, grinning and revealing a mouthful of terrible yellow teeth.

"Lucius Malfoy, this is an old family, a wealthy man who has given generously for good causes. Walton McNeill? No, Mr. Minister said last time he worked at the Ministry of Magic. Barty Crouch Jr., ah, sorry, he's dead...... So, Bellatrix, isn't she next door to me...... Alas, it's terrible, the Death Eaters I know have either been acquitted or have already been arrested, where is the ......"

"Peter, Peter Pettigrew, the wizard you killed ten years ago. ”

Kinlais Shackel shook his head and said slowly in a low voice, with an extremely terrifying expression on his face.

"Peter Pettigrew was arrested at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry yesterday afternoon, and will be in public at 10 o'clock this morning at the Quidditch Stadium at Hogwarts, facing the entire wizarding world. Are you willing to testify in court?"

Peter...... Old friend......"

In the cell, Sirius Black's laughter suddenly stopped, and the man gasped like a big dog that roared in a low voice, and after a long time, Black laughed softly.

It was a hoarse, terrible, unhappy laugh that echoed through Azkaban's cell.

"Of course, of course...... I've waited too long for this moment. ”

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Diagon Alley, Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

The busy scene of the past has completely disappeared, most of the shops on the street are hung with signs that say "temporarily closed", and a wizard walks quickly down the street, his eyes flashing with terrifying flames.

With the disappearance of the company in Tumbledown Lane, the crowd of people who had gathered in front of Gringotts to withdraw money disappeared in an instant, and the huge bank hall became empty almost instantly, leaving only a few bewildered goblin clerks standing in it.

"Finally...... It's time to come back......"

On the empty cobblestone street of Diagon Alley, a dozen short figures wrapped in cloaks stopped at the door of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, looking up at the snow-white marble building standing tall in front of them, and their tones were extremely complicated.

In front of them, a white stone staircase led to two gleaming gates, and two fairy guards in scarlet and gold uniforms stood in front of them, one on the left and one on the right, watching warily at the group of familiar figures shrouded in cloaks in front of them.

"Hey, who are you......"

"Why, it's only been a few months, and you don't know us?"

Douglas pulled down his cloak, grinned and bared his sharp teeth, looked at the panicked elven guard in front of him with a playful face, took a scroll of papers from his bosom, and casually tossed it to the elven guard.

"This ...... What is this?" the fairy guard subconsciously reached over and grabbed the parchment roll.

"You can call it the Gringotts Unconditional Surrender, the contents have been prepared, and it's almost signed. ”

Douglas smiled and unhurriedly took a cigar from his bosom, expertly lit it, and put it to his lips.

"Go ahead, tell the idiots who didn't kill me underground, Douglas, the CFO of Destiny, that you're back—note that the eldest lady has only half a day left for Gringotts to surrender. ”

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Chapter 2!Big Chapter!!(Mayes!!)

The climax of the plot is a point, and it's a little difficult to write~Goo try to work hard~

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