NOVEL NEXT Chapter 25: Chapter 25
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Chapter 25 Trial? If You Have The Guts, Come And Start A War
Cole looked up at Dumbledore in the courtroom. He had always thought of Dumbledore as a kind old man, but he never expected him to take action against a ten-year-old child. Cole was not shocked by today's events, though. Anyone who had come into contact with Dumbledore would praise his personality.
However, Cole knew that Dumbledore was neither purely good nor evil. He existed on the boundary between the two. Dumbledore was inexplicably paranoid about certain things. Perhaps, after experiencing the Grindelwald incident, he was committed to maintaining the stability of the wizarding world. But again, he once allowed Voldemort to grow, only attempting to intervene when it was almost too late.
Although others might not see this avoidance, Cole knew that Dumbledore was extremely contradictory. "Of course, I have objections. You just held a meeting and tried to decide the life or death of my child. As a father, I will never allow this to happen." Cole was not afraid of the Wizengamot's pressure and spoke defiantly.
"Cole, I also know it is too cruel for a child, but you must understand that no Obscurus has lived past the age of ten. Once it breaks out, Ben will lose his autonomy and become a threat," Dumbledore said, positioning himself as a figure of justice. Of course, this kind of justice meant nothing to Cole.
"Ben is not an Obscurus. The Black family has a way to solve the magic within him." Cole's declaration silenced the courtroom. Some had met Ben, but it was Dumbledore who had fueled discussions about the rumored threat of Obscurus. The courtroom began to whisper among themselves.
"Cole Black, how can you guarantee that your child is not an Obscurus? What if it erupts and endangers the wizarding world?" Cole turned to identify the speaker, who was a wizard sitting to his right. His malicious intent was clear, but Cole wasn't concerned.
It was little Avery from the Avery family, one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. Though not particularly powerful, they were nonetheless known. Old Avery had been a friend to Voldemort and followed him closely. No wonder little Avery targeted Cole; John's team had killed his father without trial, not even giving him a chance to be imprisoned in Azkaban.
"Is the Avery family declaring war on the Black family?" Cole asked sharply. Little Avery's expression shifted. He was merely looking to antagonize Cole, not to start a war with the Black family. He turned his gaze to Dumbledore, realizing that a war between two families would result in many casualties. The Avery family lacked the strength for such a conflict.
Cole coldly watched little Avery, putting pressure on the Wizengamot. These wizards hadn't expected Cole to speak of war so easily, having been dragged in by Dumbledore to handle the Obscurus issue. Of course, there were those with an interest in profiting from the Black family's troubles. The Black family's wealth was renowned in the wizarding world.
"Cole, please do not speak of declaring war. The wizarding world needs stability. We all hope to resolve this matter peacefully." "I see no intent from you to resolve this matter peacefully," Cole retorted. The interests of pure-blood wizards came first. Seeing Cole's current stance, they were hesitant to say more, knowing poorly managing this issue could result in further conflict.
The councilors all turned their attention to Dumbledore. In their hearts, they could only rely on Dumbledore's strength to suppress Cole. The name of the White Wizard was still very powerful. Dumbledore hadn't taken action for a long time, but no one could ignore the headmaster's spell. When Voldemort was at his peak, he did not dare to attack Hogwarts in front of the principal. From this, we can imagine Dumbledore's strength.
It's not that Dumbledore didn't consider a wizard duel with Cole, but he could feel the magic and confidence in Cole's body. He had never seen this kind of confidence, not even in Tom. There was always an inexplicable feeling among top wizards. Dumbledore could vaguely feel that Cole's strength was not inferior to his own. For such uncertain matters, Dumbledore's usual approach was to delay until things became clear.
Cole didn't care about a battle with Dumbledore, as the magic in his body seemed to be excited. During the stalemate between the two parties, a person from the Ministry of Magic came in, ran to Fudge, and whispered a few words. Fudge said in disbelief, "Cole, John and the others are Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. How can you transfer them at will?" As soon as these words came out, the members of the Wizengamot also began to panic. The reputation of John's team was gained by killing, and many wizards had died at their hands. Does Cole really dare to pit the Black family against the entire Ministry of Magic?
"Mr. Minister, what you said is wrong. How can I dispatch the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic? John and the others are just going home, why should they be so nervous?" Fudge's mouth twitched, "Go home? Have you ever seen dozens of fully equipped Aurors go home together? Are you sure that's going home and not killing people?" Fudge had begun to regret a little. He didn't expect the Black family to be so loyal. He thought that the Ministry of Magic was the best platform compared to the Black family. John's attitude towards him over the years once made Fudge think that he was still attractive. Completely forgetting that if it weren't for Dumbledore's support, the minister would never have gotten his turn. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by John and the others, and all his gold Galleons were wasted.
Dumbledore also understood that it was impossible to make Cole bow his head today, and the Black family was fully preparing for war. Even if he could hold Cole back, what about the others? Dumbledore had also heard of the wizard team's combat effectiveness. It was impossible to win with just those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. As for these pure-blood nobles, not to mention, they would not take action if there was no benefit. At most, they would follow and wave the flag to see which side had the advantage.
"Cole, stop it. You can handle Ben's matter yourself. You said you could ensure that the wizarding world would not be destroyed." Cole knew that Dumbledore had compromised, and the old bee was being held hostage for the rest of his life. Whether it's Grindelwald or Tom, Dumbledore's feelings are always complicated. "I will handle the affairs of the Black family myself, so you don't need to worry about it. From today on, any action against the Black family will be regarded as a declaration of war." "I remember you, little Mr. Avery, and I hope we can coexist peacefully in the future." After Cole said that, he left directly, leaving everyone looking at each other. Little Avery looked as if he had eaten Merlin's shit, his face was extremely ugly.