Chapter 521

Just as the three of them were moved, a cold voice interrupted their thoughts.

They turned their heads to look.

"Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Amelia Susan Bones."

"Someone reported that you, Potter, pulled a prank, pretended to disappear, and abused Ministry of Magic resources... May I ask you a few questions?"

The woman's voice was too cold.

Making Harry and Hermione and the others extremely angry.

"How could that be? How could Darren manage to pull a prank and disappear?"

Hermione said in disbelief; looking at her expression, it seemed like the people from the Ministry of Magic had something wrong with their brains.

"It's like this: the Minister believes Mr. Potter's strength is sufficient to do this, so he asked me to come and ask a few questions."

"Don't worry, I personally tend to believe you aren't lying; after all, no one is willing to let themselves suffer so many injuries just for a prank."

Amelia said calmly.

Hermione and Harry opened their mouths, still wanting to say something.

But they found that at this moment, they couldn't say anything.

Because the woman in front of them seemed to be saying she believed them, yet she didn't show them a smile.

But if they wanted to accuse her, they had no reason, because she said she personally believed Darren was not a suspect.

Worthy of being the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Darren wasn't surprised.

As soon as he heard "Minister," he knew Fudge must have been reinstated.

Cassandra had reminded him of this point before.

He didn't take it too much to heart.

He wouldn't let himself suffer; if this Minister had the ability to wrong him again, he could send this Minister to trial again.

"Okay, you can ask; as long as I know, I will tell you!"

Darren said obediently...

He sat up politely.

Amelia noticed that he frowned slightly because it was too painful to sit up, but he still listened to her questions earnestly.

Not at all angry because of being suspected.

This was a very polite child.

This was Amelia's first thought.

And this thought deepened after she started asking the first question.

"Hello, the first question is: do you remember how you disappeared from the room?"

Darren made an expression of thinking seriously.

Then he shook his head dejectedly and said: "I'm sorry, Madam, I can't remember; I have no impression at all... I'm very sorry."

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The boy's face carried deep apologies.

Seemingly extremely guilty.

It was clearly the Ministry of Magic making things difficult for him, but he still didn't have a single complaint.

And even apologized to her because he couldn't think of it.

Amelia was even a bit embarrassed.

However, she was also acting on orders, so she could only say coldly: "Then the second question: may I ask if the wounds on your body were self-inflicted?"

As soon as Amelia asked this question, she felt Fudge had something wrong with his brain.

Was he crazy?

Who could possibly create wounds on themselves?

This child had been hit with an Obliviate spell and remembered nothing, yet they could insult someone like this?