God of Laws of the World Begins with Harry Potter

After about a minute, the friction sound of the phone booth stopped when it fell into the ground, the door slammed open, and Ye Ting stepped out, finding that the exit had been surrounded by a group of Aurors.

Each of them held their wands in the direction of the phone booth, looking like they were approaching an enemy, until they saw Dumbledore.

“Oh, that’s you, Professor Dumbledore.” The Auror at the head immediately stepped forward and exchanged pleasantries with him, “My and my subordinates have been notified that the Ministry of Magic has been invaded and someone has illegally used the phone booth at the entrance, do you know what happened?” ”

“Oh, Mr. Scrimgeur, in fact, I was there when the phone booth was invaded,” Dumbledore pointed at Ye Ting and said with a smile, “My student thinks that the Ministry of Magic’s phone booth is too backward that even a minor wizard can crack its spell, and then he showed us how to crack it, in fact, after reading it, I also agreed with him that it was time to upgrade the Ministry’s facilities, that’s it.” ”

The Auror couldn’t believe Dumbledore’s words, how could an underage wizard do such a thing? He looked at the two Aurors who had gone to detain Ye Ting with inquiring eyes.

However, the two subordinates actually nodded in agreement.

This made Scrimgeour frown.

It wasn’t until another Auror named Kingsley came up to his ear and described the identity of the underage wizard in front of him in detail that he suddenly nodded in understanding, and his gaze towards Ye Ting turned into respect.

“Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Ye, the youngest wizarding chess champion, twice awarded the Order of Sir Merlin, and the first magical creature Animagus.” He greeted Ye Ting, “I’m sorry you have to go to the courtroom with us, I’m sorry for your duties.” ”

Ye Ting nodded lightly and walked forward under Scrimgeour ‘s lead, while the rest of the Aurors left one after another, leaving only the two from Hogwarts who followed them all the way.

They were at the end of a long golden hall with dark wooden floors on the floor. The peacock blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a huge bulletin board in the sky.

The walls on all four sides are studded with dark black and shiny wood panels, and many gilded fireplaces are embedded in the wood panels. Every few seconds, with a soft “poof”, a wizard suddenly appeared from a fireplace on the left. And on the right, in front of each fireplace, several people are lining up to leave.

In the middle of the foyer is a fountain.

It is a circular waterhole in which a group of pure gold statues are erected, larger than a real person. The tallest of them was a noble male witch with his wand held high and pointed straight to the sky.

Around him are a beautiful witch, a horseman, a leprechaun and a house-elf. The horse man, the goblin, and the house-elf all looked up at the two wizards with infinite adoration. Columns of shining water erupted from the tip of the wizard’s wand, from the arrowhead of the horseman, from the tip of the goblin’s hat, and from the two ears of the house-elf.

There were the sounds of “ding-dong” and “ding-dong” water, “popping” and “popping” sounds made by phantom shapeshifters, and the chaotic footsteps of hundreds of wizards and wizards. With the lifeless expression characteristic of morning on their faces, they strode toward a row of golden doors at the other end of the foyer.

Ye Ting glanced at the statue in disgust, he knew that at least the horse people would not look at wizards with such eyes, and the arrogance of the Ministry of Magic was enough to be reflected from this statue.

“Come with me,” Scrimgeour led Ye Ting to the middle of the Ministry of Magic staff, “Your place of trial is in the tenth courtroom on the tenth floor. ”

They left the crowd of Ministry staff who were walking towards the golden gate. At a table on the left, under a sign that read, “Security Check,” sat a wizard in a peacock blue robe with an uncleanly shaved beard.

“I brought a guest.” Scrimgeour said and pointed at Harry.

“Come over here.” The wizard said in a listless tone.

Ye Ting approached him, and the wizard raised a long golden rod, as thin as the antenna of a car, very tough, and he used it to sweep it from top to bottom on Ye Ting’s chest and back.

“Wand.” The security wizard muttered at Ye Ting, put down the golden thing, and stretched out his hand.

Ye Ting took out a purple wand and handed it to the wizard, it was his first wand, and the two Aurors glanced at Ye Ting in surprise, but did not speak.

“For safety, this wand will be kept by me for the time being.” The security wizard glanced at Ye Ting and said slowly.

“What? This is not in line with the rules! One of the Aurors said silently.

Scrimgeour glared at him, but spoke up, “It seems that the Ministry of Magic does not have a rule for wizards who have not been tried to hand over their wands.” ”

“This is the order of the Minister of Magic.” The security wizard replied lazily, “If there are any questions, please appeal directly to the minister.” ”

“I’m so sorry.” Scrimgeour grunted from his throat, feeling a little humiliated, he lowered his head and silently walked forward with Ye Ting.

Before they could take a few steps, they were stopped by a group of Aurors, led by a short, fat witch who looked like a big pale toad. She had a large, loose-skinned face, her neck could not be seen, a large mouth was pulled downward, and her eyes were large, round, and slightly bulging outward.

“Mr. Ting Ye,” the witch said in a shrill and thin voice like a little girl, “please hand over your wand.” ”

“Wand?” Scrimgeour glared at the witch in front of him and said angrily like an old lion, “Ms. Dolores Umbridge! This gentleman’s wand has just been taken away by your men! What else are you going to do? ”

Then he looked at the Aurors behind Umbridge, “Why are you here?” I didn’t give any other mission orders, did I? ”

The Aurors couldn’t help but shrink their necks, obviously frightened.

“That, Director…”

“We…”

The Aurors were speechless.

“Okay, Scrimgeur, don’t embarrass your subordinates.” Umbridge said, with a fake smile on his face, and those two big round eyes were still as cold as just now, “This is the Minister’s order, and from now on, the task of detaining Mr. Ting Ye will be taken over by me, the Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, Dolores Umbridge.” ”

She let out a silver bell-like laugh that made people’s hair stand on end.

Scrimgeour stared at Umbridge fiercely with a pair of sharp yellow eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses, nodded slightly to Ye Ting and Dumbledore, and then limped away.