The person who pushed open the door was not Harry Potter, today's defendant, but a Wizengamot member who had just arrived.
Time passed quickly in the courtroom amid everyone's idle chatter. The originally scheduled hearing time had already passed.
There was no doubt about it—Potter was late!
Potter's lateness had undoubtedly left a terrible impression on every Wizengamot member. That was probably exactly the outcome Fudge wanted.
What a disgusting man!
Albert increasingly wanted to see Fudge sitting up there and facing trial himself. Fortunately, someone else was even more diligent than he was and even more eager to see Fudge suffer.
"This isn't something you see often." Bard looked in Fudge's direction and spoke quietly to Albert.
"It's hardly surprising. Someone probably hoped we'd be left hanging here for several hours." Albert could tell Fudge was in an excellent mood.
If Potter really was several hours late, his plan would truly have succeeded.
"What happens if he misses this hearing?" Albert asked.
"I don't think Potter will get another chance," Sera said with a frown. He had clearly guessed the reason too. Especially after learning that the one being tried today was Harry Potter, he understood that this scene had definitely been deliberately arranged.
Anyone with any sense could have guessed it. Though some people were dissatisfied with Fudge's methods, there was nothing they could do for now.
After all, Potter was late.
"I'm looking forward to today's hearing."
Albert looked at the smug Fudge, a malicious smile appearing on his face.
He believed Fred and George would have made Harry Potter realize that the Dementors who had attacked him had most likely come from the Ministry of Magic.
Knowing full well that the Ministry had framed him, yet still coming here to be tried by them—Harry Potter would