Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister

The assistant was reporting the situation to the minister, Cornelius Fudge, who was drinking black tea.

If it weren't for the fact that the decoration of the minister's office is very classical and old, and all kinds of documents are collected in the hands of assistants in the form of paper airplanes,

It will definitely fool others into thinking this is an office in Downing Street.

"Mr. Minister, there is an urgent letter from the Daily Prophet. Dumbledore captured Peter Pettigrew, the holder of the Order of Merlin First Class, who was considered dead by the wizarding world at Hogwarts.

And he invited the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet to use Veritaserum to interrogate Peter Pettigrew, and came to the conclusion that Peter Pettigrew was an undercover Death Eater and that Sirius Black was unjustly imprisoned.

Today's Daily Prophet's front page headline will be this message. "

Fudge almost lost his grip on the tea cup and placed it heavily on the cup holder. Fudge subconsciously shouted.

“Dumbledore dared to use Veritaserum on a Merlin Medal recipient!?

Wait, you mean Peter Pettigrew? What year was this?

If I remember correctly, Sirius was...

Harold, go find Director Scrimgeour and get Sirius Black's files. "

The assistant nodded in agreement and headed to the Auror's office.

Fudge took out his handkerchief, wiped the spilled black tea on the cup, and murmured.

"So. Millicent Barnold, you are in trouble again."

Then Fudge seemed to think of something and shouted.

"Ignatius! Ignatius Jenkins!"

On the long table near the minister's office outside the door, a wizard with long brown hair immediately put down what he was doing when he heard the minister's summons.

"Ignatius, you also go to the Auror office, take a few Aurors to Azkaban, and wait for my notification there."

Fudge handed the subordinate a piece of paper.

"Here's the license. You can't get anyone from Director Scrimgeour without it. Go ahead."

Being able to be asked by the Minister of Magic to run errands, this Ignatius was naturally not a fool. He could see that this was a very urgent matter, so he took some necessary items from the desk and rushed after him. Assistant Rhodes went.

Great Hall, Gryffindor Table

The atmosphere between the three little lions seemed a bit strange, because Ron was in a very bad state.

Yesterday, both Percy and Ron were called to the headmaster's office. Harry thought that he and Ron's plot to frame George Fred had been exposed.

However, when the two of them came back, they didn't feel any sense of loss, and it didn't look like the matter had been revealed.

Harry originally wanted to comfort Ron and find out what happened, but Ron rejected him.

Harry only saw Ron pulling out all his sheets, quilts, and the mat where Scabbers often stayed, and then handed them over to Percy who had also packed up a lot of debris.

Ron, who finally finished his work towards the end of the night, sighed when he saw his friend who was still paying attention to him, and said to Harry in a very sad tone.

"Harry, you will know about this tomorrow. You are actually the one...hey, just read tomorrow's Daily Prophet."

After saying that, Ron lay down on the quilt that the house elves had taken out again.

However, I couldn't sleep at all after tossing and turning.

Even though he had lost it and replaced it, Ron still felt disgusted that a middle-aged bald Death Eater was sleeping with him.

"Hey..." Ron sighed, wearing pajamas. In order not to wake up his sleeping roommate, he quietly opened the door and came to the fireplace in the hall.

Unfortunately, the sofa closest to the fireplace was already occupied.

It's Percy, wearing the same Mom's pajamas.

"Hey……"

"Hey……"

Ron, who experienced so many twists and turns in one night, certainly didn't sleep well.

So Ron felt very sleepy at the long table in the morning. Even the buttered corn on the cob that he used to like was tasteless.

The stagnant atmosphere did not last long among the three little wizards. Soon, the owls came to find their master with the latest Daily Prophet.

The horned owl piggy accurately threw the newspaper in front of its owner, then landed on his hair, tapping the owner's head with its beak, trying to pop some nuts out of the red-headed man.

Harry had been holding it in all night. How could a young wizard of this age endure it?

Seeing that Ron had no intention of opening the newspaper, Harry took it over and asked Hermione next to him to read it together.

Open the newspaper, and the headlines on the front page are their acquaintances,

Professor Dumbledore took a bottle of potion from Snape and poured it into the mouth of a bald, squat, middle-aged man.

The main title is, [After pretending to be dead for many years, Peter Pettigrew is the real Death Eater! 】

After briefly browsing, Harry and Hermione realized why Ron had that expression yesterday.

[Fake death for eleven years, hiding in mouse form in the home of an executive at the Ministry of Magic. 】

[Undercover in the Order of the Phoenix, betrayed his friends, causing the deaths of the Potters. 】

[The real hero Sirius was imprisoned innocently, and was arrested directly by the Ministry of Magic without going through the Wizengamot trial. 】

[Former Minister of Magic Millicent Barnold needs to be held responsible for this matter. 】

[The chief wizard of the Wizengamot, Dumbledore, announced that the case will be retried on the 23rd of this month. 】

Although Weasley's surname was hidden in the wording and sentence making, real friends of the family knew that the so-called Ministry of Magic executive was Arthur Weasley.

Banban! The rat that Ron often kissed and hugged.

Now Ron's disgust was shared by Hermione.

But these are not the focus, the focus is on the other keywords that appear.

"The Potters"

"Sirius"

No one tells a child how his parents died tragically.

They have not yet reached the age to face the cruel reality, so Harry has never been clear about some of the old events of the year.

All he knew was that his parents died under Voldemort's wand, just like many wizarding families of that era.

Even Harry didn't know who Sirius was or who Peter Pettigrew was. Everyone would not mention it in front of the child, but obviously now he had to know.

Sure enough, the invitation to the Wizengamot trial was delivered to Harry and the Weasley family. Also receiving invitations were the Longbottom family and the Diggory family.

They all need to attend the Wizengamot trial on the 23rd,

While no one doubts the true effectiveness of the Veritaserum used by Dumbledore and Snape,

But that can only be used as auxiliary evidence,

I really want to sentence this villain and release the innocent hero who has been imprisoned for eleven years.

The verdict must be pronounced by the Wizengamot under the witness of the Wizengamot Council for it to be legally binding.