Courtroom Speech, now it's my turn!

Chapter 93 Courtroom Speech, Now It's My Turn!

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If I am guilty.

Ethan spoke slowly, glancing up at the officials sitting in the dock.

Their gazes seemed to carry a weight, making their hearts tighten.

"My crime is that I defended my right to live under the threat of death!"

Each word was spoken with resounding force.

Like a drumstick striking the heart, it made the wizards on the judgment seat tremble!

"Hiss!" Rita's eyes lit up, and her stenographer frantically swung her pen across the paper!

[...The convicted criminal on trial turns the tables and accuses the Ministry of Magic of its corruption! With his sharp, incisive words, he exposes the darkest secrets of this trial...Dumbledore...]

"Knock knock knock!!"

Umbridge finally realized what was happening, frantically pounding her gavel, her cheeks turning purple, and roaring wildly:

"Shut him up! Tie him up! Auror!!"

Several chains flew out of the chair, as if to re-tie Ethan to it.

Professor McGonagall, however, reacted swiftly, casting a spell that transformed the chair into a grunting pig.

She stood ramrod straight, her slender figure resembling a drawn sword.

His imposing and piercing gaze swept over the Aurors, as if to say:

Who dares to come up?

The Aurors were all very handsome.

They all decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and symbolically launched a few spells that deviated towards Merlin's house.

joke.

The vast majority of them came from Hogwarts.

He is Professor McGonagall's student.

With our respected teacher in power, who cares what those pink-clam farts say?

They just graduated; it doesn't mean they've stopped being decent human beings.

"you-

Umbridge was trembling with rage.

This isn't right!

It shouldn't have turned out like this; that's not how the script was written!

offstage.

Ethan gave Professor McGonagall a grateful look.

Then, raising his chin, he arrogantly and fearlessly glared at Umbridge!

"You can seal my throat with a spell, you can cut off my tongue with a knife, you can even lock me in Azkaban and let the Dementors give me a fatal kiss..."

"

"But that only proves how afraid you are of what I'm about to say!"

"Well said!"

A cheer rang out from the judge's bench.

A wizard stood up and clapped his hands excitedly.

then.

Amidst the strange gazes around him, he awkwardly sat back down, coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, and blushed.

"Thanks."

Ethan nodded politely to him.

Then, his eyes shifted.

Ignoring Umbridge, who was now completely speechless, he turned his gaze directly to the initiators of the trial—the Caro couple.

They seemed to sense that the situation was not good, and got up, wanting to leave in a hurry.

But Ethan wouldn't let them off so easily.

"The Auror who brought me here said, 'You swear to make me pay for your son.'"

"So...

"In the era of Voldemort's rampage, how many families will you have to pay the price for breaking up?!"

This statement came out.

The courtroom fell into a deathly silence.

"Clatter".

Rita's stenographer fell to the ground.

Her red lips parted wide, but she dared not write those three words.

Previously, some officials had viewed this farce with amusement.

Now, they were completely stunned.

Even Professor McGonagall looked at Ethan with horror and astonishment!

Why does this child dare to address the mysterious person by their full name like that?!

Was it the fearlessness of a newborn calf, or the courage within him, that allowed him to trample the mysterious man's arrogance underfoot?

The Caro couple froze, then shouted, their faces turning ashen:

"You—you madman! I'm going to sue you for defamation! We didn't do anything at all—"

"yes."

Ethan interrupted.

Their eyes blazed like fire, making them tremble involuntarily.

Inside the skull, tiny golden lights flickered gently.

It transformed into power, flowing into Ethan's words.

"You did nothing."

"While other wizards were fighting tooth and nail against evil, you did nothing!"

"What face do you have to stand here and shamelessly claim that you 'didn't do anything'?!"

In an instant.

Ethan's words seemed to transform into golden arrows, piercing straight through everyone's hearts!

It shattered their preconceived notions.

Let them truly take this child, who has just started school, seriously.

A barely perceptible glimmer of golden light flashed in Rita's eyes.

She was momentarily dazed.

For some reason, I crossed out the phrase "[Madman Ethan Vincent spouts wild words]" that I had just written and changed it to "[He retaliated against the pure-blood family's accusations with reason and intelligence]".

The Caro couple began to tremble.

I wanted to say something, but I was stopped by an invisible force.

Unable to move or utter a single word.

Umbridge: "...Seize him, the verdict is in effect immediately, lock this madman up in Azkaban right away—"

However, she hadn't finished speaking.

The courtroom doors were suddenly flung open with a bang!

It slammed heavily against the wall, causing everyone to shudder.

"Who said they wanted to take my students to Azkaban?"

A deep and authoritative voice, like rumbling thunder, echoed through the courtroom.

It instantly stunned everyone.

Dumbledore, with his white hair, strode in angrily, his robes billowing behind him.

Behind him followed the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, bowing and scraping.

Upon seeing this, Umbridge's heart skipped a beat, and he gripped his gavel tightly in nervousness.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Professor McGonagall turned her head in surprise and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, she's not worried about what that pink clam might do to Ethan.

She was afraid that Ethan would blow up the Ministry of Magic!

Dumbledore strode toward Ethan, blocking his way and separating him from the high, surrounding judge's bench.

"I apologize, Mr. Vincent, I'm late because I wanted to understand the details of what happened as thoroughly as possible."

Dumbledore leaned down and spoke apologetically to Ethan.

"My child, you must be terrified. I promise you will never be harmed again."

judgment seat:"..."

The ones who are truly being harmed are here!

"Damn it—"

An official covered his forehead and muttered in frustration,

"I should have realized something was amiss when that old fox Lucius started making excuses to avoid appearing in court..."

Who would have thought this little kid would be so amazing!

He single-handedly defeated everyone!

He left those who were about to judge him speechless!

They even convicted the arrogant and domineering Carlo family.

Dumbledore turned his head, looked sternly at Minister Fudge, and said calmly but firmly:

"I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

"Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore! It was a mistake on our part—"

Connelly Fudge smiled, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He turned his head and glared coldly at Umbridge, who was sitting in the judge's seat:

"Our staff made a mistake by hastily opening the court without careful review—Dolores Umbridge."

"Suspended from duty."

Those four words struck like a heavy hammer, deciding Umbridge's fate.

In an instant, her face turned ashen white.

It's over, everything is over.

She swayed slightly and didn't even hear Connelly Fudge's subsequent fines and investigation.

It was clearly tacitly approved...

He overheard the whispers of his colleagues.

She could no longer hold the gavel; it slipped from her grasp and fell limply onto the table.