Chapter 273: Fudge's Decision

Just then, a short, stout man appeared; Harry recognized him—he was the current Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

However, the Minister Fudge who appeared now had lost his usual neat and glamorous look; his formal robes were fastened haphazardly, and through the hem and collar, one could see he was still wearing pajamas underneath.

"Where is Black?" he asked, acting very agitated.

The wizards watching quickly made way, allowing him to see Sirius Black lying on the ground.

"Haha, we finally caught Black!" Fudge laughed very happily; he quickly thought of something else, "Who caught Black?"

The Aurors did not answer him; they simply turned their gaze toward Harry, who was standing there foolishly.

Fudge immediately understood, "Well done, Harry!" Fudge strode forward, slapping Harry heavily on the shoulder, "You successfully completed a beautiful revenge!" he said quickly into Harry's ear.

"You will soon receive a bounty from the Ministry of Magic, plus a Second-Class Order of Merlin; a First-Class one is unlikely, but I will strive for it." Fudge said very generously; it seemed the pressure he had been under recently was not small, and now he could finally put the pressure in his heart to rest.

At this moment, Black on the ground suddenly moved; Fudge was so frightened he immediately hid behind Harry.

The Aurors nearby immediately surrounded him; strips of magical ribbon shot out from the tips of their wands, binding Black tightly.

Harry finally reacted and continued to defend Black, but no one paid attention to Harry's words; mainly because his words were simply too bizarre.

"Child, I know you experienced unimaginable things tonight; I now believe you were merely cast under a Confundus Charm by this terrible criminal Black, so go back, drink a Butterbeer, and get a good sleep; when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will no longer say such things." Fudge gave his suggestion.

Harry wanted to argue further, but Fudge had already walked toward Dumbledore, "Albus, my people will probably have to stay at Hogwarts for a night; I will send someone to summon the Dementors to give Black the punishment he deserves."

He soon realized something was wrong; he looked at an Auror, "Weren't over a hundred Dementors stationed nearby? With such a huge commotion here, why haven't we seen a single one of them? Don't they usually like to go where there are many people?"

"Just now, an incredibly powerful lightning great magic was cast here, targeting the over a hundred Dementors gathered here; that powerful great magic directly defeated the over a hundred Dementors, causing them severe injuries; now they are probably fleeing for their lives..." Professor Dumbledore finally spoke.

"Defeated over a hundred Dementors? Are you sure that wasn't a Patronus?" Fudge was still somewhat unconvinced.

"A Patronus would not make such a huge commotion; just now, that great magic lit up half the sky; it was precisely because of such a huge commotion that it attracted so many people." Professor Dumbledore continued to explain.

Fudge turned his gaze toward the Ministry wizards at the scene; sure enough, he saw staff from the Misuse of Magic Office among them.

"Yes, we detected a great magic of immense power being cast near Hogwarts, and then we rushed over." The staff from the Misuse of Magic Office replied hurriedly.

After hearing this, Fudge pondered for a moment and said, "The matter of the lightning great magic must be investigated further, but at the same time, send people to find the Dementors; weren't they severely injured? Now there is a ready-made supplement for them." Fudge's tone was very indifferent.

Several Ministry staff members nearby thought of something and involuntarily shivered.

"Black must receive the punishment he deserves, to set the record straight." Fudge said sternly.

Fudge's urgency to find the Dementors had its reasons; the Ministry of Magic had executioners for magical creatures, but no executioners for killing wizards, because no wizard was willing to do such dirty work, because killing a human in this world would cause some negative effects on a wizard.

So the Dementors took on the role of executioners for killing wizards; therefore, without the Dementors, the Ministry of Magic would truly have no way to kill Black.

Two Aurors immediately took the order and left to find the fleeing Dementors.

"Black is innocent; Peter Pettigrew..." Harry shouted repeatedly nearby.

Then he was forcibly escorted by Professor McGonagall to the Hogwarts Hospital Wing, along with the unconscious Hermione and Ron.

Before leaving, Harry still heard Fudge and Dumbledore discussing where to lock up Black...

Harry wanted to say something to Professor Dumbledore, but Dumbledore only gave him a meaningful look and then turned away.

In the Hospital Wing, Lady Pomfrey forced some strange potions down Harry's throat, making him feel his strength had recovered greatly, but it did nothing to lessen the anxiety in his heart.

"I need to talk to Professor Dumbledore." Harry said to Professor McGonagall, who was about to leave, "It is something very important."

Professor McGonagall turned and looked at Harry seriously; her lips were pressed tightly together; she scrutinized Harry for a moment and said, "I will convey the message." Then she left.

After forcing potions down Hermione and Ron, Lady Pomfrey also left the ward; Harry even heard the sound of the door being locked.

Harry's heart sank once again; many terrible thoughts appeared in his mind; he simply could not accept Black dying unjustly like this, and in such a miserable way.

But he also clearly realized that people would not so easily believe a young wizard with no proof.

He quickly thought of many plans in his mind, but those plans were all too unreliable; one plan even involved using Pikachu to rescue Black and then break out of Hogwarts.

However, he retained some sanity and abandoned this idea; only if he had an army of one hundred Pikachus would this plan have some feasibility.

Just as he was at a loss, Hermione and Ron slowly woke up; Harry hurriedly told them the current situation.

Hermione and Ron also began to panic; they also started thinking of ways to break the deadlock.

But after thinking for a long time, they found no good method.

"Even if we had a good idea, what would it matter? We can't even get out of this door right now." Ron said somewhat dejectedly.

Hermione bit her lip, as if making a decision, "It seems we can only use this." she said quickly; then she fumbled at the collar of her robes and pulled out a very long and fine gold chain from beneath her robes.

Harry looked at her in confusion, not knowing what she intended to do.

And just then, Hermione's movement suddenly stopped...

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