God of Laws of the World Begins with Harry Potter

“Okay, you’re done.” Ye Ting clapped his hands in satisfaction, and then looked at Prout, “How is it, do you still want to arrest me?” Or confiscate my magic items? ”

“This…” Plauter couldn’t help but smile bitterly as he looked at the Aurors hanging from the ceiling and buried in the ground with only their heads exposed, this scene was like a slap, slapped the body of the Auror Office, it was completely an insult to the Aurors, and when the others came here, the face of the Auror Office was lost.

However, they cannot retaliate yet, the reason is in the hands of the other party, after all, the act of confiscation has always been their own hands; Second, the other party is too strong, and he really can’t afford to provoke.

“Forget it, you take the magic props yourself, anyway, confiscating the wands and magic props of an unsentenced wizard would have been against the rules.”

“Is it? You’re a good time. Ye Ting patted him on the shoulder, “This time, I will let you go, you should be glad that looking at Dumbledore’s face, I didn’t use Animagus.” ”

Animagus…

Thinking of this, Plauter couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat again.

This boy is the first magical creature of all time, Animagus, and looks like a dragon.

With his ability, if he really transforms into a dragon, as long as he sprays a few breaths of dragon breath or moves his minions, they will all have to account here.

I really can’t afford to mess with it.

“That,” Plauter said slowly, “you better go quickly, the elevator is burned out, and if you don’t hurry, you’ll definitely be late.” ”

“Don’t bother you, besides, Delix was flushed into the toilet by me, go find it yourself.” Ye Ting picked up his dragon skin bag from the ground, stuffed the sun wheel and the bell into it, and walked towards the direction of the elevator.

In front of the elevator, he waved Praut’s wand slightly, and the completely burned elevator was restored to its original state, and then he pointed in several places, and the elevator was immediately ready to use.

Plauter is simply going to look stupid, he doesn’t understand why the elevator that was burned like this can still be restored to its original state, sure enough, real geniuses can do everything.

He stared blankly at Ye Ting’s disappearing figure, and he didn’t even notice that his wand was thrown at his feet.

Everything that happened today is something he will never forget in his life.

Ye Ting walked into the elevator and pressed the button on the ninth floor.

The elevator is not that deep, and can only reach the ninth floor at most, and the courtroom on the tenth floor must be reached on foot.

The elevator door slammed shut, the elevator began to descend, and after a while, the friction of the descent finally stopped, and a cold female voice sounded in the elevator: “Department of Mysteries.” ”

The elevator door opened again, and Ye Ting walked out of the elevator and came to a corridor.

This corridor is completely different from those above, the walls are empty, there are no doors and no windows, but at the end of the corridor there is a simple black door, that is, the Department of Mysteries.

The Department of Mysteries is the department of the Ministry of Magic that conducts secret research on specific mysteries, including death, time, space, thought, and love, and stores and keeps records of prophecy. Most of its business is completely secret from the ordinary wizarding population. However, the main business of this department seems to be more like what scientists do, which is to reveal the sources and rules that govern the operation of magic.

Ye Ting took a deep look at the black gate, and he swore that one day all the information here would belong to him.

But now is not the time, sooner or later, he will be able to fully master the Ministry of Magic, and then-

Whether he can control the Ministry of Magic depends on his next performance.

His target was to the left of the corridor, where an opening led to a staircase that could descend to the tenth floor.

At the bottom of the stairs, I walked down a corridor that was exactly like the Hogwarts corridors that led to Snape’s underground classroom: rough stone walls with torches stuck to the brackets. The doors they passed here were heavy wooden doors with iron latches and keyholes embedded in them.

And at the end of the corridor, there is a gloomy black door with a large iron lock.

This is the tenth courtroom in Wizengamot.

Wizengamot is the highest court in the wizarding world, and its members are similar to the councillors among wizards and the jury in the courtroom, and have great power.

Ye Ting looked at the majestic gate in front of him, smiled coldly, the real destination has finally arrived, these people behind the door are his target for coming to the Ministry of Magic, he worked tirelessly, impatiently being brought to the Ministry of Magic by the Aurors from Hogwarts, and taught the Aurors a hard lesson in the hall, isn’t it for now?

But, until then, he was ready to give these members of Wizengamot, as well as the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic, a dismount.

He took two steps back, his legs tense.

The next moment, diamond-like dragon scales grew on his legs and extended his claws, but his upper body was still the same.

This is his new technique, the Partial Animagus, which, when applied properly, can combine the powers of both humans and dragons.

The right leg with the dragon’s power bonus jerked suddenly, only listening to a loud “bang-” sound, the iron door was kicked into the dent under the huge force, and the shafts on both sides were also broken.

Immediately after, the gate slammed to the ground.

The huge sound continued to echo in the dark corridor, and Ye Ting stepped on the iron door into the courtroom with such a sound.

The walls around the courtroom were made of black stone, and the light of the torches was dim and gloomy. On either side of him were rows of empty benches that were gradually rising, and in front of him, on the highest benches, many dark figures appeared.

In this gloomy and dark atmosphere, the average interrogator will have a lot of psychological pressure, which is the disgrace of the interrogator by Wizengamot.

At this moment, these figures all looked in the direction of the gate in unison.

Ye Ting stepped on the door panel, looked at these high-ranking people, and smiled contemptuously.

“Sorry, the quality of this door is somewhat poor, and it collapsed with a light touch.”

Everyone was stunned, all the whispers stopped, and Ye Ting’s dismount really scared them.

But that’s not the end of it.

The next moment, just listen to the snapping of fingers.

On all the torches, the dull flames all disappeared, replaced by golden sun-like flames, dazzling light instantly dispelling the haze of the courtroom.

No one could hide in the darkness anymore, and everyone in the courtroom was immediately in plain sight.

About a hundred people sat on the surrounding benches, dressed in fuchsia robes with a delicate silver “w” embroidered on their left chest. They all looked down at him, some with stern expressions, others without hiding their inner curiosity.

In the middle of the bench in front of him sat Minister of Magic, Connelly Fudge. To his left sat a broad-sized, square-jawed witch with short-cut gray hair, wearing a pair of monocles, and an intimidating expression on her face. Fudge’s right seat is empty, but as you can see from the name plate in front of the seat, it belongs to Dolores Umbridge, Senior Deputy Minister of Magic.

At this moment, that pink toad should be staying at St. Mungo’s.