Peter's psychological defenses were broken through, and he told his dirty deeds like a bamboo tube pouring beans under the eyes of everyone.

At first, Fudge was powerless to try to stop the trial, at least not now.

Detain Peter for two days, and then let the Daily Prophet blow it with high intensity for a while, and Fudge's image can be saved.

Maybe you can still have a funeral and make yourself an upright person.

However, Dominic, who was sitting on the side, gave him a playful look at the right time, and Fudge immediately closed his mouth.

Cover the lid? You can't even cover the mouths of the British, and it's no wonder that the French don't make up today's events and sing them in a minor key for ten years!

Mocking politicians, the traditional entertainment of the French. Mocking the British is an instinct engraved in the genes.

Combine the two and be twice as happy!

It's better not to open your mouth and bring humiliation on yourself.

Kano had long since stepped back and sat down next to Dominic again.

"You blocked all his retreats, if I'm not mistaken, including the drama, you also did it." Dominic questioned in the affirmative.

"What is Mr. Dominic talking about? I'm just a third-grade little wizard, so I don't understand. Kano affirmed in a puzzled tone.

The two foxes, one big and one small, smiled and clinked glasses.

The next day, the Daily Prophet made a front-page headline about what had happened at the Hogwarts Christmas Dinner last night.

Peter Pettigrew is brought back to the Ministry of Magic for a second trial, and if nothing else, a kiss from the Dementors won't run.

The Dementors hovering outside Hogwarts were taken away by the Ministry of Magic and sent back to work as jailers, and the curfew in Hogsmeade was lifted.

"It's all because of Minister Fudge's wise leadership that the Ministry of Magic has changed its previous slow style and vigorously punished the evil. We want to continue to support the work of the Minister..."

At breakfast time, Hermione was reading with a newspaper and one foot on the table, she was really annoyed by the shamelessness of the Ministry of Magic, and she didn't care about her image at all.

Every time she read a sentence, the young wizards booed, the Gryffindor students were the loudest, and the Slytherins responded.

The professors did not look up at all, but ate their breakfast intently, as if Mozart's music was ringing in their ears instead of noise.

In Sirius's absence of appearance, his charges were cleared. People are still looking for him, but the purpose has changed.

The fear of him has now turned into admiration. There are even some people who somehow found photos of Sirius when he was young and formed fan groups.

"So when can I get out? I'm going to watch Peter die! The adored Sirius was still hiding in the villa, asking Kano with a newspaper with a hideous face.

He really didn't expect that Kano would be able to remove Peter's disguise so smoothly and crucify him to the pillar of shame.

As for his own reputation for innocence? He never cared. Had it not been for Kano reminding him that Harry needed to be taken care of, Sirius would have wanted to return to Azkaban to continue atoning for his sins.

"I'll just say that, if you wait here for a day, Fudge will pay more attention to you."

"If you show up again when his official position is in jeopardy, he will be closer to you than his own father." "In order to keep his position, he will do his best to meet any request you make." ”

This is the so-called politician, and the incompetent politician is the most bottomless of them.

"I'm not interested in extortion, I just want to watch Peter die sooner." Sirius waved his hand, "You're probably the most cunning of the Black family. I don't bother to think about it, you just tell me the earliest I can go out. ”

"Two days before the end of the Christmas holidays." Kano replied.

"Why?" Hermione on the side obediently raised her hand and asked, as if she was in class, she seemed very interested in these, "Do you have any plans for the future?" ”

"Actually, I'm going to France, and I want to take a vacation!" Kano smiled and said, "How did I become the cunning man in your hearts? Am I like? ”

The trio in the villa, Lupin and Sirius nodded together.

Kreacher poked his head out of the kitchen and replied sharply, "It's a good tradition in Black!" Just keep it up, little master! ”

Everyone laughed.

"By the way, you humiliated Fudge so much, will you be targeted by him in the future?" Lupin was a little worried, as a werewolf, he knew very well how terrible it was to be targeted by the authorities.

"Haha, Fudge doesn't have the spare time to trouble me right now." Kano smiled and waved his hand, "He wants to free up his hands to deal with me, and he will have to wait until he gets the internal challenger." ”

"But does he really have the ability?"

The answer is "no".

In the second trial conducted by the Ministry of Magic, Peter, a soft egg, even told about the private deal with Fudge, and if it weren't for the Wizengamot trial not being open to the public, Fudge would have to go down immediately.

It's almost the same now, and a lot of people are active, like Rufus, who was decisive last night. Scrimgeour already had a few supporters looming around him.

"I found out a long time ago that these articles touting Fudge and Peter are not normal, but I didn't expect it to be the child's handwriting."

In Diagon Alley, in an office at the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, Scrimgeour and the editor-in-chief, Guffey, sat opposite each other.

"Kid? No, no, if you really want to fight for that position, you'd better not treat him like a child. Gufei reminded with a smile.

"I do have that idea."

Scrimgeour looks like a majestic lion, and he doesn't shy away from his ambitions.

"If I didn't have an idea, you wouldn't come to me, would you? You won't tell me these things at all. ”

Gu Fei nodded naturally, "I can now understand why the contract signed between Canopus and me only requires me to keep it a secret from Fudge and his supporters. ”

"He calculated Fudge and made Fudge so embarrassed. As a challenger, you have to accept his affection. ”

Scrimgeour laughed, "Well, I owe this favor, and I may need him to help me in the future." ”

"Canopus, it's funny, it's funny."

The next day, London, the Underground Inquisition of the Ministry of Magic.

"Heard by the Wizengamot, voted. Prisoner Pettigrew. Peter is convicted of a crime and will be punished by a Dementor's Kiss. ”

Fudge gritted his teeth and knocked down the hammer: "The trial is over, and it will be executed at a later date." ”

Peter was carried out of the underground courtroom by the Aurors, and came to a dilapidated fireplace through a special passage next to it.

"No one has been subjected to this punishment for years." The caretaker muttered.

"Over the years, it has been said that we should kill less and kill carefully, didn't those Death Eaters also execute a few?" The Auror on the left said dissatisfied.

"Alright, let's go, take him to Azkaban for a few days." The Auror on the right, the dark-skinned Kingsley, interrupted his colleague's complaints.

The two Aurors carried Peter on their shoulders and entered the fireplace. Green flames engulfed their figures.

At this moment, Peter suddenly felt his Dark Mark erupt in a violent burning pain again.