Chapter 128:

The main hall of the Ministry of Magic has never been so lively. The main hall was almost magically renovated to adapt to today's conditions.

Rows of seats appeared out of thin air on both sides of the main hall, surrounding the center in a semicircle, making the Magic Brothers Fountain in the center even more magnificent.

At the top sat the members of the Wizengamot, followed closely by the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and at the bottom were the wizards who came from all over the country after hearing the news.

After the second event of the Contest, the Daily Prophet and the Ministry of Magic worked hard to build momentum for today's move. Perhaps it was because there were too few things to do and life was too dull, so all the wizards from all over the country came, and for a while the momentum was comparable to that of the Quidditch World Cup. The Ministry of Magic had to strengthen the Invisible Stretch Charm again and again.

What they care about is not necessarily the content, but just the fun they can watch.

"The war has just begun."

As the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, Amelia Burns arrived not too early. Seeing such a posture, she wanted to know who was behind it.

No matter how smooth her robe was, and there was no trace of impoliteness in her body, she still straightened her clothes before whispering such words to Kingsley behind her.

"You know she doesn't have nice things to say." Kingsley sat next to her and responded in a low voice. To outsiders, they just greeted each other politely and never spoke again.

Amelia stared at the golden sculpture in the center for a long time, wondering what she was thinking: "This is the Ministry of Magic, built for fairness and protection. If you want to tamper with this principle, you will have to pay the price no matter what."

She suddenly looked towards When he saw that one of the seats was always empty, he couldn't help but said bitterly: "Dumbledore is still a member of the Wizengamot, he has not been expelled yet! Some people are too anxious!" "

Kingsley Shacklebolt, who was on the side, also looked serious, and quickly patrolled among the officials of the Ministry of Magic. It was not until he received the hidden code that he quietly said a few words next to Amelia.

After hearing this, Amelia also looked vaguely at the Ministry of Magic official who had seen something similar, nodded imperceptibly to show her understanding, and turned her attention to the fountain sculpture of the Magical Brothers again.

She wasn't the only one paying attention to the eye-catching sculpture in the middle. Mu Yu also stood behind and admired. A graceful wizard raised his wand and pointed to the sky, and beside him was a witch with elegant posture and beautiful appearance. Centaurs, goblins, and house elves gathered around, looking up at the two wizards in the middle with admiration.

All the light in the main hall was focused on the two wizards. Even though the other three races were still made of gold, they lost their luster.

She seemed to like this statue very much. Her eyes were attracted to it as soon as she came in and never left. Lucius Malfoy, who led her in, couldn't help but cough lightly as a reminder: "Cornelly Fudge will have to do it soon." Explanation, what follows is Rita Skeeter's public and exclusive interview with you, Burns will not take it easy..."

Mu Yu raised his hand, a subtle movement, but Malfoy was no longer willing to provoke this weirdo any more. To create such a formation, she has a very good idea, so there is no need to say more.

"The ideal world of the Ministry of Magic is actually no different from the one we want to build." She seemed to care more about the sculpture than what was going to happen. "It's all lies, why not replace it with something more interesting."

He didn't need to answer. , she didn’t expect a response either. Malfoy understood this deeply, so he remained silent for a moment to give her time to think. It wasn't until more and more people gathered and it was estimated that Cornelius Fudge was about to enter that he reminded him: "There is something wrong with Albert Greengrass. He is too normal. He seems to be willing to provoke the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's group. The relationship between people is not like being controlled by us, but like..."

"It's like stepping on two boats and getting benefits from both ends," Mu Yu, who seemed to be thinking, reacted very quickly, almost joining his words without thinking. She didn't particularly care about Albert Greengrass' anomaly, "Don't worry about him. I guess even though they are both pure-blood families, the path Malfoy wants to take must be different from Greengrass, right, Mr. Malfoy?"

Lu Xiu Malfoy's heart tightened, and he originally wanted to show his loyalty by taking advantage of the situation, but Fudge had already stood in the middle, and the discussions around him gradually subsided, and it was no longer easy to say anything.

Mu Yu had no scruples, and his deliberately lowered voice went straight into his mind, and he couldn't get it out of his mind: "Do you want to be the person in the middle of the statue? All the light is focused on you, and it is not just the three humble races who worship you. "

...Unheard of accusations occurred during the Hogwarts Tournament. As the Minister of Magic, I deeply regret that such accusations occurred during my term of office. It is the unshirkable responsibility of the Ministry of Magic and the Prophet to reassure people and maintain stability." Daily cooperation..."

Fudge's voice was infinitely amplified by the spell, but the freak's voice was still echoing in Lucius Malfoy's ears like a maggot attached to the bone.

"If the status quo continues, Draco may embark on a path similar to yours in the future, inheriting the family business and serving as a sinecure in the Ministry of Magic. Malfoy's gold can also support two or three generations. His wife may not even be a pureblood. , or the purebloods who have been brainwashed by Dumbledore’s thoughts will not remember the glory of the surname, and no one will remember the responsibility that the surname should bear. Once you think of such an ending, I really feel sad for you..."

She said in a gentle voice. It should be extremely pleasant to hear, but it was used to exaggerate the future misery of the Malfoy family. It was tragic and tragic, forcing Lucius Malfoy to face the future that he had envisioned several times before.

He tightened his grip on his cane.

Mu Yu stopped looking at him. Fudge is about to go back to the table, and it's time for her to appear.

As soon as she walked out from behind, countless eyes fell on her, rarely with kindness. Some looked at them with contempt, others looked at them with indifference, and a few looked at them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

She was openly in the spotlight again since the bullying a few years ago, but instead of being chased down a dark and narrow corridor, she was forced to run.

She entered her ranch.

On both sides were crowds of ignorant people pursuing their ideals. There were a few scattered fireflies who were willing to hit the end of the needle and thread for their ideals. There was a golden light all around, and only her figure was illuminated on the discernible floor.

She walked very steadily step by step, without any of the shyness that a girl of her age should have when facing so many strangers.

Rita Skeeter, who had been waiting here for a long time, stood up suddenly, both out of fear and uncontrollable excitement.

This will be the highlight of her career. No matter what the outcome of this most special interview in history will be, it will definitely push her career and reputation to a height that was unreachable in the past.

She doesn't care about good or evil, only her reputation.

Reputation is her original intention and her unspeakable justice.

Mu Yu knew her thoughts well. If Rita Skeeter was a real reporter, she would not take the risk to expose Dumbledore's secret, let alone take on today's mission.

If the Daily Prophet still had some inexplicable sense of responsibility and backbone, it would not have been plotting with Lucius Malfoy all night long.

They actually saw clearly what was going on, and were proud of their cleverness.

"Wait a minute," a discordant voice came from before the official start, "The other person involved is not present, what is the meaning of such an interview and what is the truth to be clarified?"

The witch who stood up had a square face and short gray hair. Her hair is neatly stuck to her ears and she wears a monocle. At first glance, she is not easy to get along with.

Mu Yu had seen her photo. Amelia Burns, Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, was currently the Ministry of Magic official who was most dissatisfied with Fudge's many actions. She was also one of the few people who had the ability and willingness to fight against the Minister of Magic.

She didn't need to say anything, Fudge could finish it all for her.

Sure enough, Cornelius Fudge cleared his throat, his face flushed, obviously extremely embarrassed that Burns challenged his authority in such a scene: "You may not have figured it out yet, Ms. Burns, this is not a trial. . The Daily Prophet has borrowed the Ministry of Magic's premises, which is the most fair and neutral place. Members of the Wizengamot and many Ministry of Magic staff are here voluntarily. If you have any dissatisfaction, anyone can leave now. "

The minister and the director of the Department of Law Enforcement did not forget to confront each other on such occasions, which led to laughter and arguments for a while. Several people hesitated for a moment, stood up and sat back down, but did not leave in the end.

Fudge was very satisfied with the result: "The boy had done enough in front of the members of the International United Wizards' Council and numerous Ministry of Magic officials and competition referees. His reputation itself was a natural advantage, and it was time to give the other side a chance to speak out. "You should be the most fair, Ms. Burns."

The final comment was directed entirely at Amelia Burns.

Fudge has improved a lot during this period, and he can actually say such things shamelessly. I don't know if it's because of Albert Greengrass's guidance or because it's just his nature.

The crowd was quiet, there were still small discussions, but no one showed any signs of leaving.

Burns looked at the empty seat on the Wizengamot again, and could only sit down reluctantly.

After the episode subsided, Rita Skeeter was also worried about what would happen again. She quickly shook hands with Mu Yu and went straight to the topic: "Please allow me to express my regret first. In such a sacred and solemn occasion like the Tournament, you have been unfairly and ridiculously accused. , Miss Mu. From the star of the wizarding world, the savior. Of course, maybe for the sake of the boy's mental health, we will change the title." She couldn't help but define the accident the day before yesterday, "The boy who survived will suddenly declare You and the mysterious man are very ridiculous and ridiculous... We have always been curious. You and that boy only have some emotional entanglements. Why would he say such things in public? Do you think there is another person behind his remarks?"

Each head stretched out from the seat, looking forward to and excited, like a flock of chickens in a farm waiting for food.

Many people may have sent her envelopes containing curses, but at this time she felt that she should risk her conscience at least, and refusing a boy's invitation to the prom was not worth such a serious accusation.

They fiddle with the scales, weave popular stories, and satisfy their ridiculous and pitiful imagination.

It's really interesting.

"I, I..." She naturally had to cooperate and put on a pitiful and scrupulous attitude to cater to their overflowing sympathy, "Actually, Harry and I don't have that much contact. We are ordinary classmates at best. It's just a conflict of ideas... I understand him, after all, he and..."

Everyone could see her hesitation in their eyes. A teenage girl is afraid to tell the story even in public, which is enough to arouse the curiosity of most people.

Every brain cell in their brains is filled with strange things.

Amelia Burns snorted softly. She despised such pretentiousness and felt that attending such an event was a complete waste of time.

"He has a close relationship with Professor Dumbledore, and it's normal to be influenced by the professor, but, I, I..." She seemed to have finally overcome something and made up her mind, "I can't accept it." The

gaze that fell on her became even more piercing after the words were spoken . Yes, the scrutiny is mixed with indignation, the indifference is mixed with inquiry and understanding, and the serious gaze is mixed with dignity.

Amelia Burns almost wanted to get up, but in the end she had to sit down. She was not the only one like this, there were several others like this, either because they were pulled down by their companions, or because they had some concerns and had to wait and see.

Fudge's little eyes sparkled.

Rita Skeeter was very good, and fame and fortune seemed so close that she began to tremble: "The relationship between that boy and Dumbledore is natural... If you read my new book, you will understand."

"I don't care What is the relationship between the professor and Harry?" She looked around, all reactions were expected. Suddenly she was no longer so timid, and instead had a calmness as if she had resigned herself to fate, "I have no relatives except my grandfather, so before my grandfather passed away he entrusted Professor Dumbledore to be my guardian."

She saw a man in the crowd who was almost lustful. . She had seen this man in Olivia's memory. Olivia's cousin and now the director of the Foley family.

He didn't dare to say it. He didn't have the courage to say it for the sake of the family's face. Is it really necessary to expose the welfare family's past scandals in front of the members of the Wizengamot, the Ministry of Magic, and many wizards? It will completely destroy the last face of the aunt and cousin.

Mu Yu didn't even look at the man. She said it very clearly. Peaceful, without any ups and downs of emotion, like telling another person's story.

She doesn't need to bring much emotion into the story, someone will help fill it in.

"The East is actually very strict about magic management. Even underage wizards have to learn to control magic. But there are always accidents. As a result, I was bullied by Muggles for three years."

She explained the situation concisely and concisely. The thing is very cliché, but it best fits the fantasies being compiled in the piles of heads. They wanted to hear it, and she just said it.

"Muggles are unimaginably cruel to underage wizards. They will chase you in the corridor in groups. The corridor is so long and dark, and you can't run to the end without magic. The group behind is poor. You can’t give up, but there are people chasing you. You just have to run, keep running.”

She did not complain with indignation, but only used her own faint tone to tell a story, projecting curiosity and useless pity into the pile. in the mind.

"You are their target, their target. They are evil wolves, and you are the poor deer they are chasing. If they cannot catch you, they will invent various games. Hit you with books and compete to see who hits the most hits. . Gradually, they find this game quite boring, and start using scissors, knives, and all the tools they can get in school to throw at you. Who has ever experienced the feeling of a dark, long corridor with no end in sight? , there are very likely weapons to appear behind and beside you. A screw can pierce your eyeball if you accidentally spin it at high speed, and a pair of small scissors can scratch your face or penetrate you from behind. A child can't even control his own magic power, so how can he avoid these things?"

At this point, anyone with a clear mind would realize that something was wrong. They wouldn't be stupid enough to think that Mu Yu was just here to make a fool of himself. Every word she speaks is inspiring.

However, they were speechless. The sound of gasping all around them made them choose to shut up.

Rita Skeeter also covered her mouth as if in disbelief.

"Their minds are always full of creativity. How can a simple chasing game satisfy them? They will grab your hair and drag you into the toilet, punch and kick you, and use their fingernails when they are tired. They will press you on the toilet. Forcing you to drink all the sewage, and then locking you in the bathroom with no way to call for help, it seems that you can only die in the stench. Adult wizards have many methods, what can children do to drag themselves to death? The magic riot is silent. I turned into a silent person and waited for death. I told myself over and over again that I wanted to live well and live normally. I couldn't let my grandfather know, let alone let him worry. Isn't that what children are like? I resisted everything sensibly and didn't want to let my mother. "My father was in tears."

Many witches began to sob, and some even took out their handkerchiefs to wipe their tears. Many people's eyes showed sympathy or sadness.

Most people look forward to their children and regard their close relatives who are connected by blood as treasures.

"Grandpa still knows. He did what an elder can do. He always wanted me to step out of the shadows. I'm very grateful to him." Mu Yu didn't show sadness at this time. After all, there were so many people crying for her. They always started to shed tears of sympathy regardless of the occasion, "Professor Dumbledore certainly knew that. He kept comforting me when I was in school. He asked me to forgive them, he asked me to tolerate them with love, and he asked me to let go of hatred and forget. Those Muggles did what they did to me. But I..."

Before she could finish her words, someone shouted angrily: "Fuck them! They are beasts! Muggles are beasts!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. The crowd erupted into roars one after another. Gradually the yelling changed and shifted from bashing Muggles to Dumbledore. Rita Skeeter's best-selling book is today fermented to the highest degree by gratuitous and absurd sympathy.

Fudge stopped the Ministry of Magic personnel who wanted to control the situation. Politicians will not have sympathy. Sympathy is the biggest obstacle to career. They will only weigh the pros and cons.

He had a hunch that today, just today, might be the perfect opportunity to crush Dumbledore under his feet.

The blindness of power prevented him from considering today's strange wind direction, depriving him of the ability to think deeply.

"Do you dare to tell the truth?" Amelia Burns spent a lot of effort to suppress the roar of the crowd. She straightened her back and sat in her seat and asked Mu Yu, as if this was a solemn court. "Tell the truth." , little girl. What does Dumbledore mean by love and tolerance? He wants you not to be troubled by the shadows of the past, to let you see the light in life, and to teach you that there is darkness in the world, and there is also sunshine for you. Why didn't you say what those Muggles did? After all, no one would blame you. It's normal for you to be impulsive at a young age. Why don't you want to say it?"

The situation was almost out of control. Rita Skeeter's quill moved rapidly on the paper, and her face turned red. If what happened today were published in the Daily Prophet...

Mu Yu only showed his emotions at this time, showing a bit of sadness: "Of course I'm trying. To love, to feel the light. I have also lost control, and I have nightmares about it, but I can’t tolerate it, I can’t forget it. It’s so hard..." She adjusted her sitting posture and looked at Amelia Bones leisurely, but in the eyes of others, her face was filled with sadness.

"If your children or family members are bullied by Muggles and played with as inferior toys by Muggles, can you still love without any grudges? If you are chased by a group of Muggles like rats crossing the street, can you still see the light as if nothing has happened? You have to suppress your strength, you have to hide your abilities, and pretend to be a mediocre ordinary person. Ask yourself, don't you have any injustice in your heart?"

Her true intention was only revealed at this time. No one cares about the competition anymore, after all, most of them think they have the answer. Her words made the Wizengamot and some members of the Ministry of Magic change their expressions. The crowd had been incited by her just now, and coupled with the recent incidents of Muggles attacking wizards... Now she was asking questions one after another, which might lead to riots.

What a shame that Cornelius Fudge didn't know what kind of sweet dream he was having at this time, and didn't stop him at all.

"Shut up! You are provoking the secrecy law!"

A white-haired member of the Wizengamot sternly shouted at Mu Yu.

"I never thought of any provocation, I just said what was in my heart. Could it be that the Wizengamot can't even tolerate a student's true thoughts?" Mu Yu responded quickly, "I have been silent for too long! Many times. Many people have been silent for too long! Some people were so silent that they never saw the sun the next day!"

Kingsley Shacklebolt sighed heavily next to Burns, anticipating the hardships ahead: "She He is very good at using emotions. But most people are easily swayed by emotions."

The Wizengamot member's question was instantly submerged in the intensifying wave. When you see the scene, you will lose control. If you continue to let it go, there is no chance that someone will shout something extraordinary.

"Impulse cannot replace silence, impulse leads to destruction," a majestic voice boomed in the main hall, "Good and evil wax and wane. It is right to retaliate directly and retaliate with tooth, but it is wrong to extend power to groups that have not done evil; kindness and tolerance are not good It is wrong to apply kindness and tolerance to everyone equally and unconditionally. "

The voice arrives before the person arrives. " This voice is extremely recognizable.

Even though he is controversial now, as long as he speaks no matter how arrogant he is, he can only choose to remain silent for the time being.

Dumbledore is still here.