Elf Magic

Umbridge struggled madly, kicking wildly. Tears and snot smeared her face as she incoherently cried out garbled curses and pleas for mercy.

The Dementor carried her toward the side door. Her screams gradually faded, until her desperate shrieks were completely cut off by the heavy Stone Gate.

Thud!

The courtroom fell deathly silent, followed by several relieved yet complicated sighs.

Wade and Marchioni followed the crowd out of the courtroom, leaving the Ministry of Magic and stepping into the warm afternoon sunlight.

The July sun was somewhat scorching, but at this moment, it seemed to possess the power to dispel the courtroom's chilly atmosphere, making people feel a vivid, tangible vitality.

The crisp ringing of an ice cream stall and the laughter of playing children drifted from afar. Standing amid the bustling street, they were briefly surrounded by the clamor and warmth of ordinary life, as though the trial they had just witnessed had merely been a stifling illusion from another world.

Marchioni raised a hand to shade his brow, squinted at the dazzling sky, and let out a long breath.

"If I hadn't wanted to see Umbridge's fate, I wouldn't have set foot in that courtroom... I hate places like that."

He muttered in a slightly hoarse voice, "Come on. I'll treat you to something cold, then we'll head to the next stop."

"Okay."

Wade nodded, casting one last look back at the imposing, oppressive building before turning and walking into the sunlit street.

They sat by the roadside for two cold drinks and lunch before getting up and entering a secluded alley near the Ministry of Magic.

"Getting hold of a place like this in Diagon Alley wasn't easy, especially since applying for permission to use the Undetectable Extension Charm took quite a bit of effort."

Marchioni gestured