Harry Potter's Most Powerful Wizard

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Ron also continued: "Not only that, but many people are still rumoring that the Ministry of Magic has been extremely upset with Professor Dumbledore and wants to take Hogwarts from Professor Dumbledore!"

Harry shook his head desperately and said, "No, it must be impossible!"

Hermione hurriedly pressed Harry's shoulder and said, "Don't get excited, the people in the Order of the Phoenix are already discussing countermeasures, and we won't agree with the Ministry of Magic to go on such a foolish act. Kuuhuu"

Harry resisted the fluctuations in his heart and asked, "This is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. What is the Order of the Phoenix."

Hermione explained: "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​an organization organized by Professor Dumbledore to oppose Voldemort, so we can rest assured here. As for this house, it seems to belong to the Sirius family. Sirius donated it. The place where the Order of the Phoenix is ​​active. (Cool*Tiger—)" Harry just sat down and immediately thought of the abandoned Yunye in his mind, but he could only sigh deeply. He didn't take it seriously. Tell Hermione, otherwise Hermione might also be worried.

"Boom."

There was a sudden knock at the door, and Mr. Weasley stood there with a smile on his face.

Ron saw Mr. Weasley say, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Mr. Weasley looked at Harry and smiled: "Harry, have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow is your hearing. You are going to the Ministry of Magic with me."

Harry was taken aback and nodded slowly.

Mr. Weasley made a gesture to Harry and said with a smile: "Nothing will happen, don't be afraid."

Harry smiled bitterly and nodded. Ron and Hermione looked at Harry worriedly with helpless faces.

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The next day.

Mr. Weasley took Harry to a phone booth. Outside the phone booth was a constant stream of people, but no one noticed them.

Harry asked puzzledly: "(bbff) Mr. Weasley, why did you bring me here? This is the Muggle world."

Mr. Weasley smiled and shook his head and said, "Harry, you don't know that. There are many ways to the Ministry of Magic. This is one of them, the guest entrance."

Mr. Weasley drew Harry closer to the phone booth and gently dropped a coin into the phone.

The phone booth shook suddenly, and Harry almost couldn't stand his feet, but the pedestrians walking outside didn't seem to notice the phone booth's abnormality at all. They should walk and make calls.

The inside of the phone booth was like a box, falling down sharply. Harry could no longer see the situation on the ground. He could only hold onto the things around him tightly and maintain his balance.

The phone booth didn't know how long it had been falling, then slowly stopped and opened the door.

What caught Harry's eyes was another stream of people, but everyone in front of him was wearing wizard robes or other clothes, which was obviously different from the Muggle world.

Harry asked hesitantly, "Mr. Weasley, where is it?"

"The Ministry of Magic!" Mr. Weasley replied with a smile.

Harry followed Mr. Weasley’s footsteps and walked forward. Harry could see the portrait of Minister of Magic Fudge hanging around him. The wizards around seemed to be busy with their own affairs, and there were still many dancing in the sky. Paper airplane.

"Harry, your hearing is about to begin, we will speed up." Mr. Weasley reminded in a low voice.

Harry responded, speeding up and following Mr. Weasley.

Mr. Weasley found an elevator and took Harry in. The elevator was still sinking under the ground. Had he not seen it with his own eyes, Harry could not believe that the Ministry of Magic existed under the Muggle World, and The place where he is going to the hearing is still so deep underground.

Mr. Weasley whispered: "Harry, I will not be able to accompany you in the next hearing, so you have to take care of yourself. Don't talk nonsense in the Department of Mysteries, do you hear it?"

Harry said in a daze, "The Department of Mysteries?"

Mr. Weasley nodded and said, "The department in charge of your hearing is the Department of Mysteries, and Mr. Fudge is already the presiding judge."

Harry nodded quickly and said, "I see."

Mr. Weasley pushed open the elevator door, led Harry to a door, and gave Harry a cheering gesture. Harry nodded quickly, took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Harry immediately felt uncomfortable. When he looked up, the interrogation bench was full of wizards, some wearing red wizard robes, and a little black wizard robes. The moment Harry entered, everyone’s His eyes focused on Harry immediately.

At the forefront of the interrogation stand, it was Fudge, the current Minister of Magic, who was wearing a black wizard robe and a lawyer's hat on his head, looking at Harry through his glasses.

"Please sit down at your place."

Fudge made a gesture and asked Harry to sit on the chair in the middle of the room. There was a large space in the middle of the room, which was a chair, which looked empty.

Harry swallowed and sat on the chair. Everyone was looking straight at Harry. Every little movement of Harry could not escape the observation of these people, which made Harry feel extremely nervous.

"Harry James Potter?" Fudge said Harry's full name softly.

Harry quickly said, "It's me."

Harry's voice traveled back and forth in the empty house, reverberating.

Fudge picked up a piece of paper and slowly said, "Harry James Potter lives at No. 4 Virgin Road, Little Wenjin Town, Surrey. The questioner, Cornelius Oswald Fudge."

Harry took another sip of water and looked nervously at the paper in Fudge's hand..

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