Chapter 389

Forcing him to court just to end it so hastily?

Dream on!

So he put on an expression of utter despair, with no regret on his face, only deep guilt.

"Minister, no need to say more, I have decided to admit to this charge.

You can do whatever you want to me, as long as you let go... as long as you... no, I can accept anything..."

He looked as if he had let something slip, and panic flashed across his face.

This made the members of the Wizengamot, who already had their suspicions, instantly feel they understood something.

Is this Fudge too ruthless?

The child was already so kind, and he still had to threaten him.

And who was he not letting go of?

Thinking of what Fudge had done over the past two days, many members of the Wizengamot showed expressions of contempt.

They understood Fudge's worry about Dumbledore.

If they had such a person above their heads, they would also be worried.

But in order to affect Dumbledore's reputation, Fudge actually threatened a child.

This is too cruel.

Fudge is simply pinning the charge of being a Death Eater on Darren.

They quietly looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's expression was extremely stern; he seemed to have thought of this too, and his blue eyes were filled with anger.

They had never seen Dumbledore look so angry.

Fudge is in for it now!

They secretly felt a sense of sympathy for Fudge in their hearts.

You really angered Dumbledore, didn't you?

Serves you right, doesn't it?

Letting you bully a child!

Fudge knew nothing about all this, because he had never threatened Darren at all.

Although he wanted to find trouble for Dumbledore, he wouldn't do it so obviously.

So after Darren said those words, he didn't think much of it.

He thought Darren had just misspoke.

It's normal for a child to say the wrong thing in such a place.

What he was annoyed and uneasy about now was that Darren refused to change his testimony.

What was he supposed to do?

If he had known, he would have handed this trial over to Umbridge!

Fudge wiped the sweat from his face again and suddenly said: "Why don't we use Veritaserum?"

"No, Minister, have you forgotten what you promised?"

"Exactly, you said at the time that Veritaserum would not be used!"

"Veritaserum has already been preliminarily classified as a prohibited item!"

"Minister, you cannot do this..."

Following Fudge's words, the other six students immediately became anxious; they wished they could rush in front of Fudge to remind him exactly how much money he had received from their families.

How could he say such a thing?

"Quiet!"

Fudge scolded angrily.

Then he looked at one of the six students.

"Kanter!"

This was the person who accused Darren of deliberately letting the Death Eaters go.

"Tell me, was there anything untrue in your previous accusation against Darren?"

He glared at Kanter.

Hoping he would be sensible and just say it was a lie, or that he had spoken falsely.

That way, this charge against Darren would be canceled, and there would be no need to release whatever Darren answered.

However, Kanter didn't care about Fudge's glare at all.

He looked at the others around him with some panic.

Each of them had accused Darren of a crime, just to make Darren seem not so innocent.

To minimize their own guilt for leading Darren to the Black Lake.

To ensure that one person's statement wouldn't affect everyone else.

They had memorized all the procedures many times.

Any change in a single sentence would have an impact.

"No, Minister Fudge, I did not lie... Besides, Darren, Darren Potter has not denied it either; why do you always refuse to believe him?"

Fudge almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He also wanted to believe Darren, but the testimony Darren gave would make even a fool think something was wrong.

If these people really wanted Darren to take the fall, why didn't they go to that little brat Darren Potter to coordinate their stories first?

At the very least, they should have told him what spell to use to transport all those Death Eaters away.

That way, it would at least look somewhat convincing.

Now look, Potter, this little brat, doesn't even know what spell he used, and he talked about Apparition in a messy way.

Saying he deliberately let the Death Eaters go—no one would believe that.

Fudge cursed inwardly.

Then he suddenly remembered that it was he who forbade anyone from approaching Darren.

As soon as Darren woke up, he had him brought in the next day.

He was so angry he had a headache.

Looking at the other accusations on the slip of paper, his body was trembling.

It also accused Darren of deliberate murder.

Darren deliberately failing to rescue.

And Darren casting spells on them afterward.

And so on.

Fudge had previously looked at these accusations as a joke.

Because even a fool wouldn't admit to such charges.

But Darren would.

This guy is kind to the point of stupidity; maybe he really could do such things.

"In that case, Darren Potter is clearly not in the right state of mind, and this Minister is not one to act arbitrarily."

Therefore, this trial is temporarily adjourned; tomorrow, we will conduct the trial again, and I hope everyone will be present!

Fudge suddenly stood up, his eyes looking at Dumbledore with some pleading.

Keep your students in check, keep the madmen in your school in check.

Dumbledore smiled.

He shook hands with Fudge, all smiles.

Clearly, he agreed with Fudge's idea.

Preparing to go back and give Darren some proper psychological counseling.

If that doesn't work, he'll order Darren to tell the truth; Darren should listen.

That was what he thought, and then he prepared to turn and take Darren away.

Who knew that outside the just-concluded courtroom, a bunch of reporters and many wizard parents had suddenly appeared.

These people had surrounded the Ministry of Magic completely.

"Headmaster Dumbledore... I heard that Hogwarts second-year freshman Darren Potter.

Was subjected to over two hours of torture during the attack a few days ago; I wonder how you feel about this?"