My Understanding Is Incredible, I Built A Floating City In Hogwarts

At the same time, Levin looked at Penelo beside him from an angle that Cirila could not see.

He winked at her and motioned for her to come closer.

At first, Penello was hesitant, but Levin turned out to be more decisive than she thought.

His free hand directly grabbed the girl's graceful waist and pulled her forward.

If Levin hadn't supported the girl's belly afterwards, she would have almost leaned on Cirila's back.

However, as a result, her face passively moved in front of Levin.

Levin stretched out his neck without hesitation and directly occupied Penello's lips.

"Woo-"

Penello wanted to push Levin away at first, but because Cirilla was caught in the middle, she couldn't take action at all. Once she tried to push him away, she would accidentally bump into Cirilla and draw her attention, which would be terrible. .

But Levin seemed to have caught on to this point in her, and took advantage of this opportunity to attack the city wantonly. He was unstoppable along the way and quickly penetrated Penello's defense.

Penello was completely thrown off course by Levin's surprise attack, and soon became so intoxicated by Levin's skill that he became dizzy and unable to extricate himself.

When the two separated, Penello's face was full of coquettishness, and her eyes looking at Levin were so blurry that they could pull out threads.

Because of Cirila, Penello has been very fond of Levin since graduation.

But it was also because of Cirila that this feeling had been hidden deep in her heart.

This was the first time I secretly got intimate with him behind my best friend’s back, and I really did it behind my (physical) best friend’s back.

This feeling of betrayal made her feel excited and she couldn't stop.

However, time flies extremely fast at this time.

The elevator door opened quickly, and the cold female voice spoke again: "The second floor, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, the Auror Command and the Wizengamot Management Agency."

"This is it." Cirila finally stood up straight, Penello gently shook Levin's hand, and then reluctantly let go.

The three of them arranged their clothes and walked out of the elevator, as if nothing happened just now.

Outside the elevator is a long corridor, with offices with closed doors on both sides.

As they walked past a half-open window, a bright beam of sunlight slanted in, illuminating the path under their feet and seeming to illuminate the bright moods of Cirella and Penello at the moment.

Cirilla, who was considered a dangerous person by most Aurors, could not hide the smile on her face at this time. Even Penello, who had always been serious, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, revealing a rare smile.

They turned a corner and saw two heavy oak doors.

When they were about to pass through the gate, they suddenly stopped.

Not far ahead, I saw Sirius Black busy stuffing a large bag of things into a big unshaven wizard wearing purple robes.

The wizard took the bag with a satisfied smile on his face, while Sirius looked at him sincerely, "Then it's up to you."

The three of them looked at each other and saw understanding in each other's eyes.

From the clanging sound of metal coming from the bulging bag, they could tell that it was a bag full of gold galleons.

Sirius must be bribing the judge for his godson Harry.

At the same time, the two people opposite seemed to notice Levin's gaze and turned to look over.

When the unshaven wizard saw them, he cursed in a low voice, then quickly left the scene holding his money bag.

Sirius stood there awkwardly, clenching his hands and looking at them at a loss.

Levin smiled slightly and walked quickly towards Sirius.

"Mr. Black, I just happened to be looking for you." His tone was calm and natural, as if he didn't understand what just happened.

"This thing can help Harry clear away the suspicion," Levin raised a thin, sealed brown paper document bag and said in a serious tone, "But since it is not convenient for us to confront Fudge now, so if you If you want it, you must sign a confidentiality contract--before my permission, you cannot tell anyone that I gave it to you, not even Dumbledore.

Sirius Black's eyes shone with joy. Without any hesitation, he solemnly signed a confidential magical contract under the witness of Cirilla and Penello.

Levin handed the brown paper folder to Sirius, who took the bag and opened it eagerly. His eyes swept over the photo, his nose twitched slightly, and then he suddenly looked up at Levin, with joy mixed with deep suspicion.

"How did you get these photos?" After reading it, Sirius carefully stuffed the photos back into the bag.

Levin smiled slightly and explained: "When I received the letter from Dumbledore, I had a hunch that your alienation from Harry might be used by some people with ill intentions. Therefore, I decided to protect him secretly. If Harry was unable to use the Patronus Charm at the most critical moment, I would not hesitate to help him, even if it might expose my position in front of Fuzhou."

He paused and continued: "Mr. Black, please think about it. The root cause of the current situation is that you left Harry and let him escape your protection. Professor Dumbledore is indeed the most powerful person in the world today." The great white wizard, but the advice he provides you may not necessarily be the best for you. He has his own purposes. You must learn to judge for yourself instead of relying on others for your and Harry's lives. body.

Levin's words made Sirius on the other side nod unconsciously. This was also the reason why he was angry with Dumbledore before.

At this moment, the unshaven wizard who had just dodged away hurried over: "Black, Fudge has moved the interrogation time forward by an hour, and the location has also been changed.

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The wizard handed over a piece of paper with the new time and place written on it. He nodded to Levin, adjusted his hat, and left in a hurry.

Sirius glanced at the note quickly, with an anxious look on his face:

"Sorry Levin, I have to find Dumbledore immediately. He probably doesn't know that the trial time has been moved up yet, but he is Harry's defender, and this evidence is crucial to him.

After saying this, Levin left without waiting for a response.

Levin stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait, Mr. Black. It may be too late, I suggest you go directly to the trial court.

"But, Dumbledore he...

Blake opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Levin gave the answer directly.

"Time matters now, not Dumbledore!"

Levin said seriously, "When the trial comes, you'd better move quickly and present the evidence directly. These photos are enough to prove Harry's innocence."

"Is this enough?" Blake couldn't believe it at all. It could be so simple.

"That's it!" Levin promised, "Remember, don't delay, so as not to give Fudge and others the opportunity to induce Harry to say something unfavorable to him. In that case, they may use more tricks to complicate the trial. "

"I understand." Sirius nodded, but couldn't help but ask, "What about Dumbledore?"

"Black, you have to get used to not relying on Dumbledore too much." Levin reminded him in a low voice.

Sirius listened to Levin's words with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

He knew Levin was right, but he felt a little at a loss as he had relied on Dumbledore for a long time and rashly made decisions on his own.

But out of his protectiveness towards his godson, he forced himself to make a quick decision, and his trust in Levin overcame his lack of confidence.

"You're right, Levin. I'll go directly to the Inquisition now. Thank you for your advice."

After saying that, Sirius turned and walked towards the direction of the Inquisition.

A few minutes later, in front of the gloomy door of the Tenth Courtroom, Dumbledore adjusted his iconic crescent-shaped glasses and prepared to enter the room.

This black door was heavily hung with a large iron lock, giving off an ominous aura. Dumbledore took a deep breath, turned the heavy iron handle on the door hard, and the door slowly opened with a dull sound.

He walked into the courtroom with calm strides and looked around.

At this time, he was quite confident. Fudge's little tricks did not succeed in tricking him. He still knew the new time and place of the trial, and arrived at the scene on the right foot.

He also has a witness that Fudge doesn't know about: Mrs. Figg.

Since Squibs were never looked down upon by the Ministry of Magic, it was impossible for the Ministry to know that there was a Squib living near Harry's house.

This time, he wants to defeat the Ministry of Magic with power that the Ministry of Magic looks down upon.

The advantage is mine.

Dumbledore was in such a mood [announced in a calm and resonant voice: 1397 Defender: Albus Percival Burfrick Brian Dumble||

His voice echoed in the courtroom, making everyone pay attention.

Dumbledore walked up to Harry, raised his head, and looked at Fudge through the half-moon glasses on his crooked nose. His long silver-white beard and hair shone in the light of the torch.

The members of the Wizengamot were originally whispering to each other, but after hearing Dumbledore's voice, they all raised their heads in surprise and cast their light on the legendary wizard.

The courtroom was silent for a moment, and then what came from the corner of the courtroom was not exclamation, but the chuckles of several people.

At this time, Fudge had no time to deal with him.

There were beads of sweat on his bald forehead, and he frowned [looking at a loss].

Beside him, Umbridge was desperately trying to explain something to Sirius, who was standing in front of them, roaring and demanding that the Ministry of Magic hold the relevant person responsible for the mismanagement of the Dementors.

As for the person on trial, Harry, he did not sit in the central dock, but sat casually on a bench next to him, sharing the snacks brought by Levin and talking and laughing with him.

"Hmm...huh?" Dumbledore looked a little surprised. He hadn't yet understood the situation before him.

Everything is different from what was expected.

Shouldn't the current situation be that Fudge is aggressive, Blake is extremely anxious, and Harry is at a loss, just waiting for me to save the world?

"It's over!" Harry couldn't help but remind, "Headmaster, the trial is over, and the Ministry of Magic's accusations against me are not established.

Harry had already learned from Sirius that he had not received any news from the wizarding world for a whole month. The culprit was actually Dumbledore, who asked them not to contact him.

Because of this incident, he was originally very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's actions, but seeing Dumbledore standing there embarrassed and humiliated, he couldn't help but feel pity.

Dumbledore was stunned when he heard this, and finally an unnatural smile appeared on his face.

Pictured is Penello.