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It was two nights later that Harry put on his invisibility cloak before flooing directly to Gringotts. He could see that the goblin guards could see through the cloak by how they all tensed and tightened their grip on their weapons.

Not panicking, since goblins did understand the importance of secrecy, Harry walked up to one of the open tellers and waited. When the teller looked to him, Harry held up a sign requesting to speak in a private room. The goblin nodded and lead him down one of the halls.

Once in the room, Harry pulled off his cloak. “Greetings master goblin. May your gold grow.” Harry stood up straight while he spoke, placing his hand over his heart, and bowed slightly at the waist, though he made sure to never drop his eyes to the floor, to do so would be a sign of subservience.

“May your enemies fear your name.” The goblin returned, using the same posture. He was surprised this wizard understood the proper way to greet a goblin. His respect for this wizard increased. The goblin tellers always did take great joy in making the banking experience difficult for those that were rude. “How may I help you this day, Heir Potter.”

“I have been going over the self updating accounting books that I found at Potter Manor.” Harry had sent Sirius to gather the books the year before. “There have been some inconsistancys, and it is my belief that the ministry has been meddling in bank business and making a mess. I would request a meeting with Chief Ragnock.”

Harry knew that if he even implied that the goblins were involved in any mismanagement he would be signing his death warrant. Goblins were extremely proud, and they hated thieves.

“Follow me.” Goblin teller Hookfang did not like what this wizard was saying. If their had been any mismanagement of an account as large and as important as the Potter Estates, heads would roll, literally.

Harry was led down more hallways. The shiny marble was gone as he went deeper into the bank, being replaced with rough hewn stone. He was taken to a large door, after the goblin knocked, they both went in. While the goblin teller quickly explained what was going on in gobbledygook, Harry stayed near the back of the room, it was impolite to take a seat before being invited.

After the teller left to return to his work, and they had greeted each other properly, Harry was invited to sit.

“Heir Potter, Hookfang informs me that there has been some inconsistencies with your accounts and you believe the ministry is overstepping their bounds.”

“Yes Chief Ragnock.” Harry pulled out his account book and showed him highlighted lines of money being removed from his accounts and transferred to others. “Neither my magical guardian, nor I, authorized any of these payments.”

Ragnock looked over the book. He saw that the money removal dated back to only a few days after the deaths of Lord and Lady Potter. He also noticed that Albus Dumbledore had been the one to arrange the payments. Going so far as to have keys made for those outside of the family. It was not technically legal, but it was also not illegal, actions like those sat in the grey areas. The gold being moved around easily totalled over 5 million galleons.

“Although this is a rather large amount of money, there is nothing we can do. Albus Dumbledore signed off on it all, and he is your magical guardian.”

“And that is the issue. Albus Dumbledore, is not, nor has he ever been, my magical guardian. My magical guarding is my blood adopted godfather, Sirius Black.”

“A blood adoption would supersede Albus Dumbledore’s claim on you, but that is not possible. As soon as Sirius Black was sent to Azkaban he was stripped of all claims on you.”

“And that is where the ministries meddling comes in. I have checked the laws. The law states that a convict is stripped of all guardianship rights, and rights to a family title, only when they are convicted. But you see, the ministry never bothered to give Sirius Black a trial. As he was never formally convicted, he never lost his guardianship rights. He also still maintains his right to inherit the Black title.”

“No trial.” Ragnock was stunned. Had the ministry really been that stupid.

“Yes.” Harry gave the goblin a vicious smirk, making sure to show no teeth. “And that is another issue.” He pulled out the Black accounting books, and a letter from Sirius. He handed both over.

Ragnock opened the letter first. It was from Sirius Black himself. The letter said that Harry Potter was his legal heir, and as such, Sirius Black was giving him permission to deal with the family finances on his behalf. It was also stamped with the Black Heir ring. The only way the man could have that was if he was accepted by the family magics as heir, something that would never happen if he had been convicted.

“Heir Black has given you permission to discuss the Black Estate on his behalf. What is it that he wishes for you to discuss?”

“Well, you see, Heir Black is planning on bringing suit against the ministry for fraud and theft and he was hoping that the bank of Gringotts and his account manager Iron claw would be willing to join him. If you look at the last entry in the Black account ledger, you will see that the ministry attempted to claim the Black family fortune. They provided a notice of conviction to achieve this.

As you and I both know, a notice of conviction is not enough for the ministry to claim the assets of an Ancient and Noble house. They would have also been required to submit a copy of the magically certified trial transcript. As the transcript was not provided, as we have already covered no trial occurred, Account Manager Ironclaw managed to protect the estate by placing it in dormancy until a transcript was provided. And we are grateful to him for that, as if he had not, the Black’s could have lost everything.

But, unfortunately for the ministry, that notice of conviction is clear evidence of fraud and attempted theft. Also, since the account was forced into dormancy the accounts have not been able to be properly managed. Their fraud and attempted theft has resulted in the Black family, Gringotts Bank, and Account Manager Ironclaw losing money, which is where the theft comes from. 

Over the past, almost 14 years, the accounts have not been able to gain a profit due to the ministry. By stopping the accounts from gaining the appropriate amount of interest and growth that would have come from the accounts being managed by Ironclaw, they have also denied the bank and Ironclaw their share of the profit. We feel that the ministry should have to pay to make up for the amount of gold that they have denied us due to their crimes.”

Ragnock thought for a few moments. The wizard was right. If Ironclaw had been left to manage the accounts he could have made the Black family millions from investments and interest. Both the bank and Ironclaw himself would have also gained profit from this, as they got a percentage of the profits they made for an account. 

“Gringotts would be happy to join your suit against the ministry for their crimes. But, we still have no evidence that Sirius Black was named your magical guardian. Albus Dumbledore claimed that he was appointed to the position by the ministry and your parents wills.”

“Ah. But, the Wizengamot sealed my parents wills without due cause. My parents wills have never been read, so how do we know that his claims are true.”

“The wills were sealed?” Ragnock was stunned. To seal a will was almost unheard of. “The bank maintains a copy of all wills, so we will just have it read now.”

Ragnock sent for the wills, and called for Ironclaw. When they explained what was going on, the old goblin was terrifyingly happy. He had been fighting the ministry for years to bring the Black accounts out of dormancy. He knew that soon enough he would be back to managing one of the banks largest accounts. He was pleased that the Blacks were almost as bloodthirsty as goblins. They would make sure the ministry payed for denying them their profit.

The messenger returned with the wills, and they decided to start with Lily’s will first.

 

I, Lily Marie Potter, nee Evans, declare this is my last will and testament. This nullifies all previous wills by me. I enter into this will free of potions and spells.

To James Potter I leave these words. “You are no longer the man I married. Albus is only doing what is right for our world. I hope that you turn away from the dark and return to the light.”

To Sirius Black and Remus Lupin I leave these words. “Grow up. Stop acting like petulant children. Albus is doing what is best for our world and you shouldn’t let the darkness within you sway you away from the light. If you continue down the path you are on I will never allow you near my son again.”

To Severus Snape I leave these words. “I should have listened to Petunia when we met. You are dark and dangerous. Know that I will never consider you as a friend, and I never should have. Keep your evil darkness away from all us good light people. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

To Albus Dumbledore I leave the contents of vault 837, and I leave these words. “Albus, I am so grateful for everything you have done for me since the day you came to deliver my Hogwarts letter. You will never know just how much good you brought into my life. You have taught me so much and shown me the truth of what is right and wrong. Please, show my son the same things.”

To my son, Harry Potter, I leave everything else, and I leave these words. “Harry, my sweet baby boy. I love you so much. You have an incredible destiny ahead of you, and I know that it will be hard, and it will hurt, but you must do it for the greater good. No matter what happens, you can always go to Albus Dumbledore for help, he will always do what is best for our world. I love you my baby.”

Custody of Harry Potter:

Physical: Petunia and Vernon Dursley

Magical: Albus Dumbledore

*Under no circumstances is Harry to stay with my husband, James Potter, or go to Sirius Black or Remus Lupin.*

 

Harry stared blankly for a few seconds. He had always been told that his mother was smart, but he thought she must have been a complete moron. She honestly made him think of Hermione. A silly little girl that thought she knew everything because she had read a few books.

“The blood adoption Sirius did should supersede the custody order she set.” Harry got ready to argue.

“I agree. Let us listen to your fathers will and see what he states.” Ragnock knew that there was no way this wizard was going to accept what that clearly delusional woman wanted.

 

I, James Charlus Potter, declare this is my last will and testament. This nullifies all previous wills by me. I enter into this will free of potions and spells.

To start this off. As Lord Potter I declare my right of solus dignum parente, in regards to my son and heir, Harrison James Potter.

 

Ragnock Paused the reading when Harry held up his hand. “What does that mean?”

“Solus dignum parente, effectively translates to sole parent worthy. That flash of light we saw when he said that was magic acknowledging and approving his right. It means that from the moment he made this will, which was three days before the attack, Lily Potter had no control over you. She is still your mother by blood, but she has no say in your life. It means that we don’t need to find ways around her will, as she had no right to dictate your custody.” Ragnock told him.

Harry signalled for the will to continue.

 

To Sirius Black I leave one galleon, and these words. “Padfoot, I know you have more than enough money, so you get one galleon, like we agreed to leave each other. All I can say is, don’t morn me too much, I know you won’t ever find some one as amazing as me, but, be happy my brother, ask out Moony, we both know you’ve been trying to build up the courage basically since we all met. Also, we all know how much you like are dark bad boy, I recommend apologizing and trying again.

Make sure you teach my boy the ways of the marauder. I don’t want him to have to go through school following all the rules. Make sure he gets in a bit of trouble. Love him with all your heart. And tell him about me.

I will miss you my brother. All I can say is, Mischief Managed.”

To Remus Lupin I leave vault 483, it contains 500 galleons and will be refilled every week. I know those stupid laws say that a werewolf cant have more than 500 galleons in the bank, so this is what I came up with to make sure that you always have some money. I also leave you the Bookeville Cabin that I know you love. I also leave these words. “Moony, I know that you have always had trouble with your confidence, but I need you to be strong for me.

You are my brother, and that is all that matters. I need you to be there for Harry and Padfoot. We both know that old dog is going to be a mess. And my little boy is going to need you there to keep Pads from going to crazy.

Use the money and cabin. Don’t just leave them sitting because you don’t want to accept charity, because it isn’t charity. It is payment for all the trouble Pads and our Pronglet are going to give you.

Live your life my brother. Find Love, (ask out Pads if he hasn’t asked you out yet, the idiot has been madly in love with you since we were 11, but is too afraid that it will ruin our friendship so he doesn’t say anything. You might also consider bringing in the dark bad boy you two have always had a crush on.) And, look after our boys.

Goodbye my furry little friend, Mischief Managed.”

To Peter Pettigrew, if I die of natural causes I leave 500,000 galleons, if I am killed by Voldemort or any of his followers I leave these words. “I hope you burn you traitoris little rat.”

To the Ministry of Magic I leave this information. Peter Pettigrew was our secret keeper, Sirius Black was the decoy.

To Severus Snape I leave 1,000,000 galleons, a storefront I own in Diagon Alley, and these words. “I am sorry. I don’t know what else to say. I was a bratty, self-entitled child, and I made your life hell because you had something I thought I wanted.

Take the money and store and make a good life for yourself. I know that you’re a spy, you need to get away from that. You are far to good a person to live that kind of life. After everything, you deserve to be happy. I would recommend that you ask out two men that I know have had a crush on you for years. Just remember, all silly little boys pull pigtails.

Again, all I can say is, I’m sorry.”

To Lily Potter, nee Evans, if our divorce hasn’t been finalized yet, I leave you only these words. “Don’t ever come near my son again. I know all about those love potions you used on me, and I hope you get everything you deserve. The only good thing that came from these last few years with you, is my son, and I have made sure that he is protected from you. 

I know all about your devotion to Albus, it is pathetic. Dark is not always evil, just as Light is not always good, you are the proof of that. Yes, Voldemort is evil, but that does not mean everything that is dark is. Remus is classified as a dark creature, but he is a far better person than you could ever be. Don’t think I don’t know that you are already planning the death of my son. I hope that the world will learn just how disgusting you are, what kind of woman plans the death of a child, let alone her own child. You will pay for everything that you have done.”

To Albus Dumbledore I leave these words. “Leave my son alone you meddling old goat. 

I know very well that your ‘for the greater good’ line comes from your old boyfriend Gellert Grindelwald. You are a disgrace to the magical world, and I hope you get everything you deserve.”

To my son Harrison James Potter I leave everything else. I declare him heir to all titles I am in line for. I also leave these words. “Harry, my precious little boy, I am so sorry I had to leave you so soon. I wish I could be there to see you grow up, but I feel my time is growing short.

What you need to know is that just before you were born Albus came to your mother and I with a prophecy. I started to become suspicious a few months ago after Albus and Lily forced you and I to leave the ancient wards of Potter Manor, to go to Albus’s home in Godric’s Hollow with only a simple fidelus for protection. It didn’t make any sense.

When I came to the bank once, I got a check and found that I had been under spells and compulsions for years. I was purged, but I had to keep quiet. It was you they were after, and I needed to get you out without anyone noticing. If I am gone, it means that I have failed. I’m sorry for that.

Make sure you get checked, and claim what is yours. Everyone believes that the Potter fortune has been dwindling, but it has not. A part of me has been wary of Albus and Lily for years, so I have been moving the money so they can’t access it. 

I was in line for the Peverell Lordship, but I never took it, and just remained the heir. I have systematically been transferring the Potter fortune over to the Peverell vaults, as no one but you or I can access them.

Something else you need to know is that you can’t trust Albus or Lily. They are planning terrible things using the excuse ‘for the greater good’. You need to know that that line comes from Gellert Grindelwald. It was his excuse for the atrocities he committed. You can trust Sirius and Remus, they have always stood by me, and they consider you to be like their own son, just make sure that they are checked for potions and spells. You can also rely on Severus Snape. I know he can come across as mean, but he is a good man under all the snark and sass.

I love you with all my heart my son. You have been my entire world since the day I learned Lily was pregnant. I have left a wizarding portrait of myself in the main Potter vault, have it brought up if you ever want to talk to your old man.

I love you my son.”

Custody of Harrison James Potter:

Physical: Sirius Black

    Remus Lupin

Magical: Sirius Black

  Remus Lupin

 

Harry sat for a moment. His father knew what was happening and had ensured that he would be protected. He also wanted that portrait, now. The chance to speak to his father was something he would give anything for. He didn’t even need to ask Ragnock, the goblin instantly sent one of the messenger goblins down to collect the portrait of James Potter.

“It would seem that you are indeed correct, Sirius Black is your legal guardian, along with Remus Lupin. Given this, we can get a refund of all monies taken from your vault since the death of your parents. It will be done as quickly as possible.” Ragnock said.

“Actually, I was hoping that you would be willing to hold of for a while.” Harry said, he saw the confusion in Ragnock’s eyes. “I have a hearing in the ministry in two days, and it would not do to give them early warning. I intend to show the DMLE that Sirius is innocent that day. So, I wanted to hold off on letting it out that he was my guardian until then. 

As for the money, I was hoping to hold on to that information until the end of the summer. Many of those that I know have been stealing from me have moved into my godfathers home. I don’t want to have to deal with them for the rest of the summer if the money has been returned. I was wondering if there was any way we could hold off on returning the funds until the day before Hogwarts is to start?” Harry said.

Ragnock smirked. This wizard was interesting. He intended to make those that had wronged him pay, and he was going about it intelligently, so as to avoid having to deal with them. “It could be done. We could say that we are doing an audit of our larger accounts due to the robbery a few years ago. It would allow us to do a detailed search as to where your money has gone, as there have been multiple people involved in the theft. Would that work for you Heir Potter?”

“That would be perfect Chief Ragnock.”
With their business finished up, and the goblins getting to work on locating all of the Potter Estates missing money, Harry got up and left after asking for some assistance with a few things for his hearing. Making sure that he put on his cloak before he went out into the main lobby, he flooed back to the upstairs of the Black house in London.

 

When Harry arrived back, he handed over copies of the sections of the wills to Sirius and Remus that were meant for them. While they were both reading over them, he pulled out the portrait of his father. He couldn’t wait to actually get to speak to the man.

Remus was the first to spot the portrait, and he almost had a panic attack. Sirius joined him a few seconds later when he saw what Remus was freaking out about. They set about waking the portrait, and waited for James to focus.

They all spent hours everyday just talking to James. When James learned of what his son’s life had been like, plus what had happened to Sirius and Remus, he had almost come directly out of the painting so that he could go and kick Dumbledore’s ass. He and Severus had a few long conversations, and although they were very different people, they were approaching a easy friendship.

Severus had been disappointed when he read what Lily had written to him, a small part of him had still hoped that she was the woman he had built up in his mind, but he guessed that he had been wrong. He was grateful that James had clearly wanted to make up for his mistakes and had apologized. The money would come in handy if he ever needed to get away.

The only thing that calmed him down was the fact that they were already working on their revenge. One thing James did love to do, was to rial Harry up about his relationship with the twins, and Sirius and Remus were always willing to join in.

Harry didn’t manage to find anything he could use against his father until he had gotten a visitor. It would seem that a few of the original Order members had had portraits of themselves made, and had linked them all together. Portrait James had apparently been dating the portrait of Marlene McKinnon. Harry had taken great joy in teasing his father.

 

Eventually, after a few more days of avoiding everyone that lived on the lower floors, the day of Harry’s hearing arrived. He was going to be going to the ministry with Arthur Weasley. Harry knew, just from what he knew of Fudge, that things were going to get complicated.

His suspicions were confirmed, when after they arrived at the ministry, they were informed that the hearing that was suppose to be in Amelia Bones’s office in the DMLE, had been moved to courtroom 10, and started in ten minutes. But, Harry was ready for this.

When they got to the court room, Mr. Weasley told Harry that he was going to have to go in alone. Walking into the room, Harry turned to close the door, flicking the lock so that they wouldn’t be interrupted. It would be just like Dumbledore to show up at the last minute to pretend to save the day to make Harry grateful to him.

After a while of letting Fudge think he was in control, Harry had had enough.

“Minister Fudge” Harry held up his hand, stopping the mans yammering, after he had been interrupted again. “I must object to this behaviour. This is a court of law, not a campaign event. If you are unaware, allow me to inform you how this works. As an interrogator you are indeed free to ask questions, but you must allow me to answer before you interrupt. Unless, you are admitting you do not actually care about the truth. I mean, it is clear that this trial is inappropriate, if not illegal, as it is.”

“Enough Cornelius, he is right. You are behaving with less dignity than a toddler.” Amelia Bones snapped at the minister before he could reply. She was annoyed by the mans high handed tactics. “What do you mean inappropriate, if not illegal, Mr. Potter?”

“Simple Madam Bones. By law, the Wizengamot is required to inform a defendant a minimum of 48 hours before a trial is to begin. That did not occur in this case. I was informed that this would be a hearing in your office in the DMLE, scheduled for after lunch.

A message of the change of time and place was sent to another, and not me. If you look at the message, you will see that it is time stamped as less than two hours ago. Now, this is not illegal, just inappropriate, at this point.

However, if I had shown up for the meeting that I had been informed of, this trial would already be over. And, as I wouldn’t have been here, I would, therefore, have be found guilty in absentia. If it had been the intent for me to miss this trial to force a guilty verdict without me being able to defend myself, then you enter the realm of conspiracy. 

Now, I am sure no one in this august body would dare to use such underhanded tactics. After all, it would be a crime to do so. And a conspiracy such as one I just described is worth a minimum of six months in Azkaban.”

Amelia smirked slightly at the boys words, he was indeed, correct. “I can assure you I will personally arrange an investigation into this. We can not, after all, risk something like this happening again. Why don’t you explain your side of the story?”

“Thank you Madam Bones.” Harry nodded to the stern looking witch. “I feel that I should start at the beginning. As the minister already pointed out I received an official warning after a hover charm was preformed in my muggle relatives home before my second year. That was in fact, not done by me. The charm was preformed by a house elf that had come to speak to me.” Harry said in a calm voice.

“A house elf in a muggle home, do you really expect us to believe something like that?” Fudge blustered. He shut up when Madam Bones gave him a stern look.

“If you do not believe me minister I would recommend that you speak to Lord Malfoy. We all know about your good friendship with him. You see, the elf, Dobby, was a Malfoy elf.” Harry almost smirked when the minister lost some of his bluster. It was clear he didn’t want to bring Lucius Malfoy into the discussion. “As for the incident before my third year, you yourself were kind enough to pardon me for that incident. I believe you said that none of us can keep control of our temper all the time, and that the ministry didn’t punish children for accidental magic.

Now we come to the events that led to this trial. As I have repeatedly attempted to inform this court, I did cast the patronus charm, but it was due to the two dementors that attacked my cousin and I.”

“Hem hem.” Came the voice of the woman in disgusting pink. “I must have misunderstood you Mr.Potter. But I thought you said that you were attacked by dementors. But that can’t be, as the ministry has complete control of all the dementors in Britain.”

“That is exactly what I said.” Harry told the toad like woman. “Though, I must admit, knowing that the ministry has control of all dementors, when I was attacked by two is very interesting. I’m sure Madam Bones will also be looking into it, as sending a dementor after someone is the equivalent of attempted murder.”

“These are nothing but tails of a child that craves attention and is attempting to cover up his breaking the law.” The minister said jovially as he looked around at those around him, more than a few nodded at him. “Unless you can provide evidence to your silly claims, then we will have to find you guilty, as you have just admitted to a crime.”

“Oh, not to worry minister. I have the evidence right here.” Harry pulled out a memory file from inside his robes. “This is a memory of what happened, if I could use the courtroom pensive, you will all be able to see exactly what happened.”

“Those memories are probably faked. Who knows what you have gotten up to.” Fudge didn’t want those memories shown.

“Really Cornelius. As we all know the Wizengamots pensive has runes on it. If the memory is false, it will not show.” Madam Bones snapped at the man.

“Also, these memories were retrieved, certified, and sealed by the goblins of Gringotts. And, I do so hope that you, as Minister of Magic, are not saying that the goblins are guilty of fraud. That could be considered an open declaration of war.” Harry gave the man a look.

Fudge started trying to make the Potter boy out to be a liar without angering the goblins. One of the court staff came forward with the pensive and set it up for Harry. Once everything was ready, Harry added his memory.

Everyone got to watch as Harry and Dudley ran from the dementors. Harry had made sure that the memory would begin with them running as he didn’t want anyone to see that he had pulled his wand on his cousin before then. They watched as Harry cast his patronus just in time to stop the dementors from removing both of their souls.

After the memory finished Amelia returned her attention to the boy in front of them. “It is clear that you did magic in the protection of both yourself, an your cousin. It is completely within the law for you to do so. I motion to…”

Harry held up a hand to stop her. “As grateful as I would be for you to clear me of the charges, there is no need.”

“Would you care to explain that Mr. Potter? If you are not formally cleared of the charges, they will remain on your record?” Amelia was confused, why didn’t the boy want to be cleared.

“It wont be on my recored, as, I didn’t commit any crimes.” Harry said with a small smile.

“Hem, hem. You preformed underage magic Mr. Potter” The pink toad said.

“No, I didn’t. You see, I am a legal adult, and you can not charge an adult with underage magic.” Harry smiled at the woman.

“Mr. Potter, you are 15, you will not come of age until you are 17.” Madam Bones said.

“That is where you are wrong Madam Bones. I have been a legal adult for almost a full year.

If you all recall, the Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts last year. As added protection, the Wizengamot passed a law that stated that only of age wizards could compete. As we all know, my name was added, and selected. Now, I know there have been many rumours that said that I entered my own name, I did not. And I proved that when I contested my placement within the tournament with both the Wizengamot and the school board. I provided a magically binding contract that stated that I did not enter my own name, did not ask another to enter my name, and that I did not wish to compete. That contract was signed using a blood quill. And, given that, as we all know, I still have my magic, I didn’t enter the tournament of my own free will.

Both the Wizengamot and the school board over road my request to be removed from the tournament due to the fact that I was under age, and that I hadn’t entered my own name. I was forced to compete. By that order, you set a legal precedent. The tournament was for of age witches and wizards, by forcing me to compete against my will, you formally recognized me as an adult.

I will also point out. Only an of age wizard can face a trial such as this one, an under age wizard would instead have a hearing in juvenile court or a hearing in Madam Bones’s office. By holding a trial such as this one, in this courtroom, you have reaffirmed that this ministry recognizes me as a legal adult.” 

Everyone was silent for a few seconds working through what Harry had said. Because of this, Harry was able to hear someone repeatedly turning the doorknob, attempting to get in. He knew it was probably Dumbledore.

Madam Bones let out a soft laugh as she looked through the paperwork in front of her. “I must agree. Looking through the paperwork, these charges don’t seem to have been formalized, I honestly don’t understand how a mistake like this could have been made. There is no need to find Mr. Potter innocent, as he has never even been charged due to these errors. 

I can assure you Mr. Potter, I will personally be having everything that has occurred here today investigated. And all involved will be charged. No one is above the law. I suggest that we call this farce to an end.”

With that, the fake trial was called to an end. Harry went directly over to Madam Bones when everyone started to mingle.

“Madam Bones, I was hoping that you and I could have a word in your office.” Harry told the woman.

“Certainly Mr. Potter. Please follow me.” Amelia took the young man out the side entrance and led him up the back passages that would allow them to get to the DMLE offices without having to deal with people.