Will the Ministry of Magic release details of its investigation into the incident where one of its own people was hung upside down?
The answer is no.
The first two seizure operations were successful, but this one was different.
Cooperation is necessary, but cold words and sarcastic remarks are inevitable.
The Auror have been constantly being bossed around lately, and they've been harboring resentment for a while, so their behavior is inevitably a bit rude.
Everyone knew that if things continued this way, conflict would inevitably break out sooner or later, especially for Fudge, who issued the order.
He was very busy today, dealing with letters from all walks of life.
Snape's trial was decided on short notice. He thought he could suppress the opposition with strong measures, but it seems he overestimated himself.
An ever-growing lust for power can be irresistible; everyone wants to turn their dreams into reality.
If I can get through tomorrow's court hearing, everything will be alright.
The Daily Prophet was published as usual the following day, and it dropped a bombshell.
The large photograph on the front of the newspaper was somewhat blurry, but judging from the Hogwarts Castle behind the stone building, it was easy to see that this was Temporary Headquarters set up by the Ministry of Magic.
Those onlookers must all be students; something big must have happened.
Fudge, holding the newspaper, didn't continue reading; he tore it in half and threw it into the trash can.
He shouldn't have been so optimistic. The breach of the Temporary Headquarters the day before yesterday must have been a meticulously planned conspiracy.
Is it really such a coincidence that I always manage to get photos?
"Dumbledore ... Rita ..." Fudge murmured to himself, then suddenly shook his head.
Everyone knows that these two can't possibly team up; Rita has written countless articles deliberately smearing Dumbledore.
Who exactly is the informant?
Are they school staff? Students? Or personnel dispatched by the Ministry of Magic?
"The Temporary Headquarters has been breached. What is the Batman Family's objective...?"
The torn-up newspaper headline resurfaced in Fudge's mind.
Yes, he actually knew all along that Snape wasn't Batman, but as long as he insisted on the connection between Snape and the Batman Family, today's trial could proceed smoothly.
However, his dream was ultimately shattered.
"Knock knock—" The person knocking on the door was Amelia Bones Bones, the current director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Several Wizengamot members dressed in purple robes stood behind her.
Fudge composed himself slightly in the office and said, "Come in."
Why did this group of people, representing the entire Ministry of Magic's judicial system, come?
Before he could ask any questions, Bones had already gently placed a newspaper on the table.
"Mr. Minister, after serious discussion, we have unanimously decided to cancel today's trial concerning Severus Snape."
Fudge slowly stood up, picked up the newspaper, and slammed it heavily onto the table. "Do you know what this is? This is a piece of junk newspaper that has been listed as a highly dangerous threat to the Wizarding World!"
Bones said coldly, "My niece Susan attends Hogwarts, and she's been writing to me a lot lately complaining about how terrible the school environment is."
Her gaze was extremely sharp, as if trying to pierce through Fudge's hypocritical face. "Mr. Minister, you and I both know why the Daily Prophet was shut down."
If you insist on proceeding with the trial, please submit more specific evidence first.
How can a suspect continue to commit crimes while in custody? If he is an accomplice, why did you repeatedly give up on rescuing him?
This time, they had already broken through the Temporary Headquarters and hung people upside down, so it was just a matter of opening the door.
Fudge was speechless, his mind racing.
"An illusion! Yes, this must be an illusion!"
The reason for deliberately not rescuing his accomplice is definitely to completely clear his name.
Unfortunately, this assumption made Amelia Bones and the others frown.
They are fully qualified to represent the Ministry of Magic's judicial authority; how could they possibly adjudicate cases based on hypothetical speculation?
If Dumbledore were Death Eaters, would we arrest and try him too?
Fudge knew perfectly well how outrageous his words were, but he had no better options at the moment.
If Snape is acquitted, he, as Minister for Magic, will face countless questions and may even have to apologize in public.
Since the judicial authorities are unwilling to cooperate this time, the only option is to admit the mistake and cut losses in time.
Fudge leaned back weakly in his chair. "Since you believe Severus Snape is innocent, then today's hearing is canceled."
Amelia Bones remained expressionless. "Mr. Minister, if the judiciary makes an unjust ruling, the government will lose the public's trust."
She picked up the crumpled newspaper from the table, her gaze intimidating, "We earnestly hope that interference in the judiciary will not easily occur."
Fudge remained silent until they left the office.
He muttered through gritted teeth, "The Daily Prophet... The Batman Family..."
Although it is still a hypothesis, there is definitely a connection between them, and they are most likely in cahoots.
As long as the evidence is found, he will still be the visionary, wise, and decisive Minister for Magic.
Today's court hearing was cancelled, and he should have been released on the spot.
Unfortunately, the Ministry of Magic's efficiency remained as high as ever; the paperwork alone took until the afternoon to process.
Seeing the sunlight again... no, seeing the sunset again, Snape snorted coldly at Kingsley in front of him.
Those bastards are absolutely despicable. They not only came to his cell in the middle of the night the day before yesterday and woke him up, but they also dared to mock him.
Especially Nightwing and Robin, did he really think he didn't know their true identities?
"Ahem—" Kingsley reminded him, "Professor Snape, although you are now cleared of suspicion, you will still be under our surveillance."
Snape chuckled coldly. "Ha—I know what I have to do."
After saying that, he pushed open the castle gate.
Gazing at his sinister figure, Kingsley could only sigh helplessly and turn back to the Temporary Headquarters.
Even after one problem is solved, many others still need to be solved.
The most urgent needs right now are for colleagues who are not in good mental condition.
This is going to be a headache again.
As Snape entered the Great Hall, fireworks exploded on the ceiling to greet him.
"Welcome back, dear Professor Snape— "
His eyes twitched as he looked at the twins who were leading the cheers.
What an annoying scene.
The louder the applause and cheers from the students, the more indifferent Snape became.
Perhaps it's not that I genuinely dislike it, but rather that I'm not used to it and don't know how to deal with it.
Draco stepped forward excitedly. "Professor, welcome back."
Her voice was trembling with sobs, probably because she had been bullied terribly lately.
Snape didn't say anything more and turned to walk towards the dungeon.
But before leaving, he gave Vincent a long look.
To be able to outwit the Ministry of Magic and get himself out of trouble so quickly, this little rascal's skills are getting better and better.
Once everything was settled, Snape vowed to teach those little bastards a lesson.