Chapter 430
Wayne was very upset.
He knew the court session was scheduled for today, but the original time was 10 o'clock. What about now?
It's only 7 o'clock now!
It's three hours earlier.
He originally planned to return home after morning exercise. He just calculated the good and bad luck today. Even if the court session was advanced, if he didn't leave, he would not be able to see Dumbledore again.
Dumbledore has been elusive recently and has been away from England most of the time. It's not easy to see him.
He is not worried about Harry. There will definitely be no problem. The most important thing is to delay him from seeing Dumbledore to ask questions.
Wayne knew that the original plot would change the time, but Fudge had confronted him. Even if it was changed, he should have told him. He hadn't received the owl letter and thought there would be no such thing.
Who would have thought that Umbridge could accidentally disgust him.
It's really unlucky.
Wayne looked at the pink toad with undisguised disgust: "Do you think the Ministry of Magic is a market? You can change the time whenever you want?"
The boy looked at the scene again and said sarcastically:
"It's just a matter of underage spellcasting. It can be solved by going to the Law Enforcement Department for questioning. They even moved the Wizengamot here. Such a trivial matter has caused such a big fuss."
"Do you think the Ministry of Magic is too idle?"
Amelia Bones nodded in agreement.
When she learned that the questioning had become a public trial, she also expressed dissatisfaction, but Fudge supported Umbridge and insisted on using the tenth interrogation room. Her opposition was useless.
A group of old men and women directly echoed Wayne's words.
"That's right. Is it fun to torment people?"
"I was invited to the Ministry of Magic at 6:30, and even my dog didn't wake up!"
"How can a deputy minister change the rules at random? How can he join the Wizengamot?"
"Mr. Lawrence is so considerate. He said what we dare not say. Fudge, how do you explain it?"
The jury criticized and cheered for Vane. Fudge was sprayed with sweat.
Umbridge was the target of the fire. Her face was even uglier. Her face completely collapsed and her three chins kept shaking.
Dumbledore just nodded to Vane with a smile, and did not join in the fun.
He had no experience in this kind of situation. It was better to let Vane play.
When it comes to being a playboy and bullying, eight of him can't catch up with one Lawrence.
I have to admit that seeing Umbridge's dark face, his mood also improved.
Evil people need evil people to deal with them
Harry was extremely excited and wanted to curse a few words in a low voice, but thinking about his status, it was better to be honest.
He had just gotten out of a trouble and couldn't waste it anymore.
"Enough!"
Umbridge finally exploded and suddenly yelledThe jury was shocked by the sound.
Then they were angry and the criticism became more and more intense.
What is your identity? You are just a poor deputy minister. Even Fudge has to be polite when talking to these MPs. How dare you yell?
Umbridge ignored the noisy voices and stared at Wayne with red eyes:
"Lawrence, you are not an employee of the Ministry of Magic, nor a member of the Wizengamot. If the Ministry of Magic acts without informing you, you are not qualified to be here!"
Okay.
Fudge looked at Umbridge with appreciation.
This scapegoat was found in the right place. Based on what Umbridge said today, he dared to guarantee that this person would have no future.
The members of the Wizengamot also looked at her with the eyes of a warrior.
Do you really not know what the surname Lawrence represents now?
Life, wealth, status.
These things that most people pursue throughout their lives are within easy reach as long as Lawrence can be licked well.
But in fact, Umbridge really doesn't know.
In her eyes, there is only the Ministry of Magic and her superiors, who can help her quickly get promoted and climb higher.
As for Wayne, although Umbridge knows that Wayne has a special identity and great fame, she has no idea to what extent.
Wayne also laughed.
He didn't answer, but looked at Fudge, "Minister Fudge, do you also think I am not qualified to come in~?"
Of course not, Fudge immediately shook his head and stabbed him in the back: "Mr. Lawrence, you are a special consultant to the Ministry of Magic, and it is your right to attend the trial."
"Did you hear that, Ms. Toad." Wayne raised his eyebrows to Umbridge: "If you are not familiar with the rules and regulations, go back and memorize them more, don't come out and embarrass yourself."
Umbridge couldn't listen anymore, she looked at Fudge, she couldn't believe that she was actually sold out by Fudge? !
Didn't we agree to deal with Dumbledore and Lawrence together, why did you surrender first?
Fudge would look at her calmly.
Umbridge could only suppress her resentment, and even the carefully disguised voice could not be maintained: "No matter who you are, the trial is over now, you can leave."
Wayne ignored him directly and said to Dumbledore: "Professor, please wait for me for a while."
Seeing Dumbledore nodded, Wayne walked towards the judge's seat, and an invisible force pushed Umbridge to stagger and make way.
"The trial is over, but it's rare for me to come to the Ministry of Magic, so let's do what we should do."
Wayne was like the owner of this place, with a casual tone.
But no one felt any discomfort, as if it should be so.
An old man stood up tremblingly, "Mr. Lawrence, is there anything that the Ministry of Magic needs to do?"
Umbridge was numb.
This old manShe knew the head, he was her former boss's father, also from a wealthy pure-blood family.
She remembered that he looked down on people every day, especially those half-blood or Muggle wizards, and he was even more contemptuous.
Why was he so polite to Lawrence!
"Nothing." Wayne frowned: "Don't you even have tea and drinks for the meeting?"
Fudge: "..."
After a lot of trouble.
There was not only black tea and milk in front of Wayne, but also a pile of sandwiches.
The boy ate and talked, which made many people hungry, and glared at Umbridge fiercely.
"Professor Dumbledore, did you quit the Wizengamot?" Wayne asked after taking a bite of the sandwich.
Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, I did quit."
Fudge flashed an embarrassed look, but soon returned to normal.
"That means the position of the chief wizard is now vacant?" Wayne turned his head and looked at the jury.
Soon someone understood what he meant. A man in his sixties stood up and said, "Mr. Lawrence, we are also worried about this matter. The country cannot be without a chief wizard for a day!"
"I originally planned to visit you after the trial today. You came at the right time."
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"Mr. Higgs, you are too polite." Wayne said with a smile: "You can come to see me anytime you want. How about a drink after get off work?"
Higgs was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly.
Everyone looked at him with envy.
Let this old guy get ahead.
Although he looks only in his sixties now, younger than Dumbledore, he is actually Dumbledore's senior.
I'm getting younger and younger these days, everyone knows what's going on.
Isn't it because I've got someone to cling to?
"I propose that Mr. Lawrence be made the Chief Wizard!"
"Second! Mr. Lawrence didn't join when we invited him because the position of Chief Wizard still belonged to Dumbledore, and now is the perfect time!"
"I won't recognize anyone else except him!"
Harry stared at the dramatic scene in amazement.
How did this courtroom turn from a serious courtroom into Wayne's promotion meeting?
There was another round of excitement, and Wayne pretended to be humble and pressed down his hands: "Everyone praises me, I'm just a child, but in order not to disappoint everyone, I will reluctantly take over the position of Chief Wizard."
"Minister Fudge, what do you think?"
The Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot is equivalent to the Speaker in the Muggle society, and he checks and balances the Minister of Magic. []
Old Deng has never used this power, so it seems so dispensable.
However, since they are mutually restrained, the Minister also has a great say in the selection of the Chief Mage.
Fudge: "........"
You have already discussed it, why are you still asking me what to do?
Looking at the eyes that wanted to eat him, Fudge nodded with gritted teeth.
"Of course, no problem, you are the one that everyone expects."
"Thank you for your trust, Minister." After Wayne finished speaking, he raised three fingers without leaving any trace, and Fudge's face was immediately full of joy.
The interaction between the two was only observed by Dumbledore, who was speechless again.
A person with such a scheming and intelligence as Wayne entering the Ministry of Magic, coupled with his unique resources... is really a wolf entering a flock of sheep, doing whatever he wants.
Fortunately, Voldemort didn't have such a brain, otherwise he would have a headache a hundred times now.
At this time, an old man actually took off his hat and clothes, and then used Transfiguration to slightly modify them, and trotted to Wayne to help him put them on.
"..Mr. Lawrence, the weather is a bit cold, you must take care of yourself. "
Now it was Wayne's turn to be speechless.
He hadn't put clothes on Dumbledore yet, but someone put them on him first.
However, Wayne didn't refuse. He smiled at the old man and handed him a small bottle without saying anything. The old man's face was as bright as a chrysanthemum.
Wayne conjured up a small gavel and knocked it hard, and the scene became quiet.
He glanced at Percy, who was already dumbfounded: "Mr. Weasley, this chief wizard is going to start the first Wizengamot meeting, you are responsible for recording."
"Yes, okay." Percy replied dryly.
Dumbledore found it interesting and was not in a hurry to leave. He pulled Harry aside to see what Wayne would do.
"...Mrs. Greengrass"
Wayne glanced at his mother-in-law, and then asked: "Does the wizard group have any backlogs that need to be dealt with? ”
The mother-in-law stood up and said in a serious tone, "Mr. Lawrence, there are indeed many things that need your decision in the Mage Corps, the most important of which is the recruitment of new members."
"Cornelly Fudge nominated Dolores Umbridge to join the Mage Corps to fill the vacancies of fifty people."
Wayne snorted, "Umbridge, this lady who looks like a toad?"
"What level is she, is she worthy of being in the same organization as me?"
"No, rejected!"
Instantly, Umbridge's eyes turned red, "Why! Why do you reject me? The minister has already agreed!"
Wayne looked down at him, "Just because I am the chief wizard, Minister Fudge has to listen to me in the Mage Corps."
"This is an internal affair of the Mage Corps, and the minister's hand cannot reach here. ”
“Yes, Dolores.” Fudge had also entered the jury at some point and chimed in, “Sorry, I can’t help you.”
“You are a dictator!” Umbridge shouted at the top of her lungs.
If you don’t join the Corps of Wizards, you are not considered a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic. You are just a high-ranking official with a vain title.Worker, no one will look up to her.
"That makes sense." Wayne stroked his chin: "It's true that we can't have a one-man show."
"Then let's vote by raising our hands. Those who disagree with Umbridge joining the Mage Corps, please raise your hands now."
Swish, swish, swish!
The arms were raised quickly, and the forty-three people present - a few of them were not present for some reason, all raised their hands.
Umbridge looked at them dully, and some of them were people she had won over.
But why...
"Now you see it?" Wayne's mouth curled up slightly: "Is this democratic enough?"
Umbridge was shaking, and Percy was also very excited.
Power!
This is the power he has always dreamed of!
When will he be able to reach Wayne's level and get hundreds of responses?
Percy felt jealous.
Why, why wasn't he the one with such conditions?
Veen waved his hand and said, "Okay, 43 votes against, 7 abstentions, Umbridge is not allowed to join the Wizengamot, and don't apply for it in the future."
Percy handed the recorded document to Venn, who left his magic mark on it, indicating that the decree was officially effective.
After all this last night, he threw the parchment and said:
"Now that the small matters are dealt with, it's time to talk about the big things about the development of the wizarding world."
"This Chief Wizard officially launched the first proposal after taking office!"