"Dumbledore!" Cornelius Fudge roared, "You are disrupting the court order!"

"Damn court order!" Dumbledore, or Tierra, couldn't help but utter a foul language, "This matter should not have been put in court in the first place, it should have been left to Ms. Burns from the beginning. One-on-one hearing with Harry!"

"Then tell me, Cornelius Fudge! Tell me! Don't you just want to get rid of Harry Potter through your power, through politics? Don't you just want to cover up the truth about Voldemort's return? You just want to deal with it. me?"

"He, no, yes, come back!" Cornelius Fudge said almost word for word, gritted his teeth, "You are spreading rumors, you are rebelling!"

Cornelius Fudge said sternly.

"I'm teaching you how to do things!" Tiera stared at Dumbledore's skin and beard and hair, and roared back with imposing aura—

Cornelius Fudge was so frightened that he almost jumped from the bench.

After "Dumbledore" roared this sentence, the whole Wizengamore was silent and silent—

Just like a good old man suddenly getting angry, none of the wizards in Wizengamore could be sure why the always amiable Dumbledore would be so angry, and no one could be sure why the greatest white wizard in history would be so angry.

"You weren't a smart student when you were in school." Dumbledore, or Tiera suddenly regained his calm, and said decisively and aggressively, "Now you are hopelessly stupid."

Cornelius Fudge seemed to be completely frightened, and sat in the chair of the presiding judge.

"Ahem, forgive me—" A witch like a big toad coughed a few words in an artificial voice.

"Shut up, Dolores Umbridge!" Tiera yelled, "In my class, students have to raise their hands to ask questions!"

Umbridge was also terrified.

"All of you here were once my students." Tiera looked around and said in Dumbledore's tone, "Look at you, look at you, after graduating for decades, you have been more or less like a dog. It looks bright and beautiful, but it's actually a mess inside."

"But I have to admit, I'm disappointed." Tiera said—

This is the principal's advantage.

Dumbledore was more than 110 years old, and after Dumbledore and Grindelwald broke up, he entered Hogwarts and became a teacher almost immediately after graduation.

And Tierra checked, except for the chief magician of Wizengamo, whose retirement age is seventy years old.

In other words, Dumbledore has taught all the Wizengamore wizards sitting here.

To put it bluntly, now in front of Tiera dressed as Dumbledore—

You are all brothers and sisters.

This is the principal's advantage.

"In the past 100 years, there have been three of the most talented wizards, and two of them became the Dark Lords, and I had to defeat them one by one. Look, look, which of the two Dark Lords is not the other? Half a hundred temples, which one is not the top magician? Which one is not my best friend, which one is not my most talented student? They are rotten, and my heart is broken."

Dumbledore had a heartbroken look and stumbled.

"The previous headmasters of Hogwarts handed Hogwarts into my hands, and I have done this, and I am very saddened."

"I am guilty of the country, ashamed of the ancestors of the magic world, ashamed of the world, I wish I could dismiss myself! And you, although all of you are sitting on the seats of Wizengamore, you are so clean. Do you? I know that some of you are more filthy and darker than these two Dark Lords!"

"I advise you to put your heart, lungs and intestines out to dry, wash and clean up! I am more and more clear now that the worries of my British Ministry of Magic are not outside, not in the Muggle world, but in the Muggle world. Right here! Right here at the Ministry! Right here at Wizengamot, right here among my students!"

Perhaps it was because of Tiera's aura that none of the Wizengamot wizards who were present dared to interrupt.

"If we're rotten, Great Britain will be rotten! If you're all rotten, Muggles all over Britain will rise up, there will be another witch hunt, and we will die without a place to die! Think about it! Come on, think about it! It's only been a few years since Salem the witch was burned at the stake, forget it! The executioners are still standing on the roof of the Vatican, staring at you every day!"

"Ah..." Tiera changed her tone to a slightly tired tone after her beard and hair were all stretched out, "I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights, and I've been thinking about what to say to everyone, but I have to have a reason for this. Wow, after thinking about it, it's just this."

"It's easy to talk about, but how hard is it to do it?" Tiera took the opportunity to wave her hand, and in front of every Wizengamore wizard appeared a booklet with more than 20 pages. The booklet was full of writing. Tierra's initial vision for Hogwarts educational reform—

In addition to the reform of Defense Against the Dark Arts and the history of magic, which Tierra had discussed with Dumbledore before, the reform of Muggle studies was also included, and the reform of Muggle-born students and wizarding families was also included. The reasons for the differences between the students at birth are also written, and it is recommended to increase the Hogwarts pre-school, so that the young wizards receive Muggle mathematics, literature, logic, and physical education from the age of six, and at Hogwarts Muggle courses such as introductory mathematics, general physics, and basic chemistry have been added to Woz's courses after the fourth year.

"This "Hogwarts Education Reform Act" was dug out of my heart, dug out of a sea of ​​blood. Take a good look and think about yourself!"

Unexpectedly, Tiera was—

Except for Cornelius Fudge and Dolores Umbridge, these wizards in Wizengamore are really watching, and they are even having lively discussions with each other, although most of them are Criticism, but Tiera did hear a lot of praise mixed in.

—Actually, when Tiera took this thing out, she never thought that the wizards in Wizengamo would agree immediately. She just gave them eye drops in advance. She would reform anyway. Not to mention stopping himself, even stopping the original Dumbledore is probably enough.

"No! Absolutely not! I don't agree!" Cornelius Fudge said, "You are against the ancestral system!"

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"I absolutely won't allow this **** reform of yours!" Cornelius Fudge couldn't help but utter a foul language.

The Wizengamore discussion also became more intense.

"Haha..." Tiera smiled sarcastically, "Are you teaching me to do things? Do you think I'm asking for your consent?"

"Do you, and do you think I'm too old? Do you think I'm no longer the Dumbledore who defeated Grindelwald? Do you think I'm no longer the Dumbledore that Voldemort feared?" Bulidor pointed to Cornelius Fudge.

"Don't say that name!" Cornelius Fudge said nervously, "The mysterious man didn't come back! He's dead, completely dead! Killed by Gilderoy Lockhart in the second grade!"

"Haha!" Tiera said, "Whether Voldemort came back, you know better than anyone that self-deception can't solve any problems."

"You seem to have made a mistake," Tiera said. "It's your British Ministry of Magic who needs me, Dumbledore, not me, Dumbledore, who needs your British Ministry of Magic!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe Voldemort is back," Tiera said, "then I'll go, then I'll leave Hogwarts, then I'll leave the UK, I can go to Europe, I can go to America, I can even go to China For a lifetime! Until I die, and then—"

"The big deal, let's try it, and see if Voldemort is resurrected after I leave."

The wizards of Wizengamore, including Cornelius Fudge, changed their faces instantly.

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