Chapter 279 Courtroom 10 (Modified)

Professor Snape, although preoccupied, managed to respond with a polite nod - at least by Snape's standards.

"Thank you for training Alan. He has a lot of knowledge about potions." Owen Harris expressed his sincere thanks.

"This is entirely the result of his own diligent study." Professor Snape replied simply. He had no desire to talk to Owen Harris.

The keen Owen smiled and noticed the other party's state, and politely took Allen to say goodbye to Professor Snape - he successfully applied for the right to let Allen go home temporarily.

As long as Irving thought of his wife Morgan Le Fay's excitement and excitement after seeing Allen, a warm smile could not help but appear on his lips.

Allen spent a happy night at home. Whether it was the warm hugs from his family or the sumptuous food prepared by his mother with skillful thought, Allen felt warm.

But early the next morning, he was awakened by his father Owen's knock on the door.

"Wake up quickly, Alan, I received an urgent notice from the ministry. In order to avoid a more complicated situation, a surprise trial of Sirius and Peter Pettigrew is required."

Owen briefly introduced the situation. He had black eyes and looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"To avoid more complicated situations." Allen chewed on his father's words while dressing and washing quickly.

Owen took his son to the Ministry of Magic quickly. Instead of taking the complicated guest passage, he walked directly into the employee passage.

Alan didn't ask any questions and followed his father quickly into the Ministry of Magic. But judging from the expressions of other people around him, it seems that my father's status in the ministry has indeed been greatly improved!

Allen followed his father quickly through the empty hall and came to another smaller hall.

There were at least twenty elevators there, blocked by elaborate golden gates.

With a tinkling and clicking sound, an elevator descended in front of them.

The golden gate slid open gently, and the Harrises walked into the empty elevator.

"This is not a common sight. It's usually packed to the brim, like a can of sardines." Irving joked.

He didn't want Alan to be nervous. After all, the place he was going to soon was the most gloomy and deep courtroom in the entire Ministry of Magic.

The other courtrooms have already been reserved, but this one is the only one free and can be used to urgently try the cases of Sirius and Peter Pettigrew.

The elevator descended quickly, and since there were only two passengers, it quickly reached its destination.

"Department of Mysteries." A cold female voice suddenly appeared, and fell into silence after speaking.

The elevator door opened with a bang, and what appeared in front of Allen was an extremely dark corridor, which was completely different from the brightly lit corridors above even if there was no one around.

The walls were bare, with no doors or windows, except for a simple black door at the end of the corridor.

Just when Alan thought that door was the end of the journey, Mr. Harris grabbed his arm and pulled him to the left, where there was a gap leading to a staircase.

"Come down, come down, be careful." Owen said, stepping down two steps at a time, "Even the elevator can't go down so deep... If there was no other choice, I really..."

They descended to the bottom of the stairs and ran down a corridor that looked exactly like the corridors at Hogwarts that led to Snape's dungeon: rough stone walls with torches on brackets. The doors they passed here were heavy wooden doors with iron latches and keyholes.

Owen stopped in front of a gloomy black door with a large iron lock.

"The Tenth Courtroom, yes, that's right here. Allen, are you ready?" Owen glanced at his son worriedly.

Although he knew Allen was excellent, in his eyes, Allen was just a child after all. In such a gloomy place, witnessing the games of politicians, watching the most serious court trials, and perhaps the most terrifying punishments, how could he Can you accept it?

Allen didn't know what Owen was worried about, but it didn't stop him from feeling his father's care.

Allen's heart warmed up, and he showed a bright smile to his father and nodded heavily - with his relatives who needed to be protected around him, he was even more fearless.

Owen patted his son on the shoulder, twisted the heavy iron handle on the door, and walked into the courtroom.

Allen thought it was more like a dungeon than a courtroom.

The surrounding walls were made of black stone, and the light from the torches was dim and eerie.

There was a bleak and gloomy atmosphere in the room. There were no pictures or any decorations on the walls, only dense rows of benches all around, arranged in steps.

There is a chair in the center of the room that stands out. On the armrests of the chair are chains on the left and right.

This chair was obviously prepared for those under interrogation. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The chained chair could be clearly seen from all seats.

An ominous silence fell as the heavy door closed behind Alan.

"Well, it seems we came too early and were actually the first!" Owen shrugged.

"But that's fine. For such deliberations, it's always better to arrive early than to be late." Owen explained to his son. He felt that some unspoken rules in the magical world could be selectively revealed to his smart son.

Just as Allen was thinking about the meaning of his father's words, the heavy door opened again, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came.

At least a hundred people entered the courtroom in a dark atmosphere, as if they had made an appointment long ago.

In addition to Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, Mr. Crouch, who Alan met that day, was also among them.

In addition to the Aurors in black robes, there were more than fifty wizards in purple robes with a delicate silver "W" embroidered on the left chest.

Among them, Allen saw a familiar figure - Principal Albus Dumbledore.

Allen remembered Dumbledore's identity. He was not only the principal of Hogwarts, but also the president of the International Federation of Magicians and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot.

In such an important court hearing, it was only fitting that he be invited to attend.

Principal Dumbledore obviously also noticed Allen. His eyes flashed behind the crescent-shaped lenses, and he gave Elu a brief, but very encouraging smile - to Dumbledore, Allen No matter what other purpose he had behind this time, it finally did him and the Order of the Phoenix a big favor.

Fudge nodded to the Harrises, while Crouch beside him had cold eyes and an expressionless face.