Is This How You Go on a Business Trip?

There is a Guinness World Records:

Brezhnev was "the person who received the most medals in the world".

Even depending on the different statistical methods, the number varies from a hundred to several hundred, and just wearing them on one's body would weigh dozens of kilograms.

This is true dedication to the country, bearing heavy burdens and moving forward!

Regardless of whether this maniac, who has maxed out both kissing and medal attributes, is driven by a collecting obsession or simply wants to collect more pension money after retirement, let's leave it at that.

In terms of the number of medals, William couldn't even match a fraction of what his elder brother leader had.

The good thing is that medals in the Wizarding World aren't so common; it's very difficult for wizards from other countries to obtain medals from other countries.

Even Fudge, a minister, only managed to obtain the Order of Merlin through Umbridge's machinations.

She was even insulted by William for refusing to share the stage with him.

Therefore, William and Hermione's number of medals has broken records in the Wizarding World, making them virtually invincible.

Just displaying it so conspicuously, while not creating the Soviet Union -style "earthquake" effect, was still quite astonishing.

For a time, William and Hermione became known among the Wizengamot officials as... the pride of Britain.

They all turned into light like Ultraman... and they're still guilty? Isn't that utter bullshit?

But Fudge didn't care about any of that. He waved his hand and announced:

"Time's up, let's begin. Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir." Percy sat on the front bench, took out parchment and a quill, and prepared to sketch.

"The trial on August 12th," Fudge announced in a booming voice, "Is the trial of Hermione Jane Granger for Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery and assaulting a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic."

Interrogators: Minister for Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge; Auror Office Chief Rufus Neys Scrimgeour.

Plaintiff: Dolores Jane Umbridge. Trial Recorder: Percy Ignatius Weasley...

Hermione frowned, her expression showing disgust.

She never expected her middle name to be the same as Umbridge's... Disgusting! She'd change it as soon as she got back!

Without pausing, Fudge quickly pulled a parchment from a pile of documents and read aloud:

The defendant is accused of the following crimes:

Despite receiving Hogwarts' notice prohibiting magic during holidays for underage wizards, he still used magic in Vienna, including a large amount of dangerous and offensive magic.

They illegally attacked three Auror and a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, causing serious injuries to four people.

Her actions violated Section 3 of the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, enacted in 1875, and Article 16 of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy.

Violation of Sections 7 and 15 of the Assault Act...

Fudge rattled off a long list of charges, then glared at Hermione and interrogated her:

"Are you aware that underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school?"

"I know," Hermione said calmly, her arms crossed.

"You used magic to injure three Auror and a minister's secretary."

Here is the injury assessment report from the Vienna Magical Hospital, along with a photo of the victim. Do you admit to doing it?

"Yes, I did it." Hermione admitted readily after just one glance.

A commotion erupted in the jury when Hermione confessed so quickly.

Fudge also had a furrowed brow.

He had assumed Granger would deny it or try to plead guilty in some other way, but he never expected him to just admit it like that?

Umbridge was overjoyed, but she still covered her mouth with a handkerchief and sobbed loudly:

"Hang her! Hang this murderer!"

She cursed angrily and lifted her clothes to show others her injuries.

Her injuries had long since healed, but that didn't stop her from putting on makeup to look sick and injured.

"Silence." Scrimgeour tapped the table with his hammer and asked curiously:

"Back then, you fought against three Auror all by yourself. Didn't any other wizards help you?"

"No, I didn't expect them to be this weak either." Hermione shrugged.

The wizards on the jury started chattering.

"Who taught you your fighting skills?"

"William," Hermione said, "He taught me at school."

"Ha, truly remarkable!" Scrimgeour glanced at the three Auror beside Umbridge and scoffed.

"More than the attack, I'm concerned about the quality of our Auror... Have we really fallen this low?"

"I'm truly amazed that they can't even beat a student."

The wizards around them began whispering again. Some nodded, while others shook their heads with displeasure.

"It's not about how great Granger is," Fudge said in an annoyed voice. "In fact, I think the greater the talent, the worse it is."

This child is in serious trouble... She's as aggressive as those horrible dark wizards were in their youth.

Grindelwald was that age when he was expelled for persecuting a classmate.

In order to maintain world peace and uphold love and true kindness... I propose that Granger be sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban!

Scrimgeour looked at William and asked, "Does the defense have anything to say?"

William bowed slightly and smiled:

"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I believe you are already familiar with the case being brought."

But I will now prove that the perpetrator in this alleged attack has nothing to do with my client Hermione Granger.

William looked at Fudge:

"It is worth mentioning that, according to the Minister, Miss Granger attacked three Auror and a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic."

Miss Granger, where were you at that time?

"I work at the Austrian Ministry of Magic."

"Hmm... Judging from the photos of the scene provided by Umbridge, the location of the attack was indeed the Austrian Ministry of Magic —more accurately, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on the second floor."

Do both sides agree on this?

Hermione nodded, and Umbridge echoed her.

"Here's the problem: as far as I know, this place is usually very crowded. Why didn't any Austria wizards intervene when the fight broke out and continued until it ended?" William asked, puzzled.

"Because that day was the North Sea Kraken attack, all the Austria wizards were out."

At the time of the incident, only a few of us were at the scene...

Umbridge quickly narrowed down the scope of witnesses to prevent William from finding other wizards to give false testimony.

"Oh, so it was that day." William seemed to just remember, and then asked:

"Now that the North Sea Kraken is wreaking havoc outside, and everyone has gone out, what are you all doing at the Austrian Ministry of Magic?"

Umbridge was speechless for a moment... What could they be doing? Spy activities, of course!

But she couldn't say it like that, so she quickly came up with a clever excuse:

"I had just woken up when I heard the tremors outside, and I was on my way out..."

William gave an "oh," followed by a deep, knowing laugh that only men would understand.

"So you and the three Auror just woke up."

No wonder such a loud noise didn't wake you up immediately... I can understand.

After all, you work hard during the day and then have to work overtime at night... As the United Kingdom representative, it must be quite tough for you on a business trip to Austria."

The courtroom erupted in laughter, with many wizards displaying knowing, knowing expressions.

Fudge stared at Umbridge with a hostile look.

Good heavens... no wonder you specifically requested three male Auror to protect you when you went to the meeting in Vienna.

Is this how you protect it?!

(Please give me your recommendation votes and monthly tickets, everyone.)

P. S. Hermione's middle name was originally Jane.

This is a tribute to Jane Austen, Rowling's favorite author.

Hermione, knowing that Umbridge's middle name was also Jean, changed it to Jean (which is sometimes translated as Joan or Jane).