The chaos in the auditorium did not stop until Dumbledore knocked on the goblet in front of him.

After everyone calmed down, he said to all the little wizards: "No matter how good the porridge is, it will become unpalatable when it is cold. Let's enjoy the porridge first while it is still warm!"

If the little wizards kept arguing like this, they were doomed to have their first lesson on an empty stomach.

"Professor, since the real culprit has been caught, will the dementors be removed?" Fred asked loudly.

After getting an affirmative answer, the entire auditorium was once again in a state of ebullition.

Although the dementors did not have much impact on the little wizard's life, it is good news for them that the dementors will be withdrawn. After all, the dementors entrenched near Hogwarts are a direct threat to the teachers and students of Hogwarts. It must be a good thing that the threat is now removed.

Dumbledore's words did not make the students eat obediently. Instead, they discussed the Black case in hushed tones.

In the news of the magic world, reversals are rare. But once it reverses, there must be big news. Like bestselling author Gilderoy Lockhart is actually a liar, and so is today's news.

Some young wizards from wizarding families enthusiastically shared the details of the case with their classmates. The parents of several young wizards were the case investigators back then, so some details were extraordinarily true.

"My uncle thought there would be a big fight, but when he got there, Black didn't resist at all, he just stood there, laughing like crazy."

"My dad said the same thing, and the person who was responsible for arresting Blake, who do you think is? It is the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge! He was completely frightened, and it was my dad who reminded him that he remembered order to arrest him..."

"Believe it or not, in fact, my mother always felt that there was something strange about this case. Peter Pettigrew was not dead, because how could it be possible that only one finger was blown up and no other parts could be found? At that time, she thought that Peter might have died. Hiding—"

Everyone was discussing in a hurry.

"Catch it on Saturday, take it away on Sunday, and hold a trial meeting on Tuesday. The efficiency of the Ministry of Magic is really high." After reading the report, Hermione learned that Peter Pettigrew's case will start tomorrow.

"It's a pity we couldn't be there." She sighed. She still hopes to see this scum who betrayed her friend be punished with her own eyes.

"It's nothing to watch." Tom didn't care about Peter's case, he was more concerned about the next development.

News of the Sirius case was brought to every corner of the British wizarding world by owl messengers from the Daily Prophet, causing an uproar.

Tuesday, Ministry of Magic Courtroom Seven

Dumbledore arrived at the Ministry of Magic early in the morning. At this moment, he was sitting peacefully on a chair in the front row, waiting for the trial to start. He was dressed in black and blue robes, and behind him sat about fifty wizards in fuchsia wizard robes with a delicate silver "W" embroidered on the left front breast, and these people were members of the Wizengamot jury .

Opposite the Wizengamot jury sat a large group of Ministry officials in black wizarding robes. The seat in the middle of the front row was vacant, with Amelia Bones on the left and Fudge's confidant Umbridge on the right.

There were hundreds of people sitting in the courtroom, but it was very quiet, almost no one whispered to each other, only the sound of raindrops hitting the skylight—it rained again in London today.

At nine o'clock Fudge entered the courtroom.

When Fudge's gaze fell on Dumbledore, there was a look of panic in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

He sat straight down in his seat. After he took his seat, a small podium rose up in front of him, and there was a small hammer on the platform. Fudge tapped the table with a small hammer, and a chair rose from the floor in the middle of the room.

There are several iron chains on the chair, which bind Peter Pettigrew firmly. Peter seemed to be dozing off, oblivious to what was happening to him.

Fudge glanced at a short, fat, bald wizard sitting in the corner. The man immediately understood what Fudge meant, got up and walked quickly to Peter Pettigrew, and poured him a bottle of potion.

The potion entered, and Peter suddenly woke up.

"I..." Just as he was about to say something, the wizard next to him quickly cast a spell, sticking his tongue and palate together.

Peter couldn't speak anymore, he could only make a whining sound.

"Thank you, Horace," Fudge thanked the wizard, and then looked at the wizards present, "Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished members of the Wizengamot jury, today we will conduct a Judgment."

"A man who should have died has been resurrected. He has fooled the entire wizarding world. His name is Peter Pettigrew, the recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class." Fudge stared at Peter Pettigrew, his eyes terribly cold.

You bastard, even if you do this kind of thing, why don't you run away, why don't you hide, why do you jump out and cause me trouble? Fudge was full of resentment towards Peter.

He once considered instigating the dementors to give Peter a kiss directly, but he later gave up on this idea, because Peter and the case behind him were not worth breaking the rules and tearing his face with Dumbledore.

Peter has not touched his fundamental interests.

"Let's begin, December 18th trial," Fudge said loudly, as the stenographer beside him began to take notes.

"The trial of Death Eater Peter Petrou's violation of seventeen laws including the International Statute of Secrecy." Fudge didn't want to say anything more, and started the trial directly. As for the interrogation method, it is also very simple and rude: Veritaserum.

Horace Slughorn, the master potion master invited by Fudge in advance, took out a small bottle of clear liquid—that is, the famous Veritaserum~lightnovelpub.net~ and poured it into Peter Pettigrew. Peter struggled frantically in the seat, but to no avail.

After being drugged, Peter sat slumped in a chair with blank eyes and slack cheeks.

Fudge started asking questions.

"Can you hear me?"

Peter replied in a low voice, "I can hear you."

Fudge asked a few more simple questions, confirming Peter's real body and making sure that Veritaserum really worked.

"Peter Petrou, I want you to tell us whether James Potter and Lily Potter chose you as their secret keeper?" Fudge asked unhurriedly, staring at Peter.

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Today, let’s talk about the sixth minister of the Ministry of Magic, Basil Fleck, who is the shortest serving minister in the magic world.