(Enchanting Melodies) Chapter 137: Listen

Chapter 137: Listen

2 July 1993, Ministry of Magic, London

Umbridge started the hearing, “This hearing is to investigate Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore’s claim that Arcturus Black is an unsuitable guardian to one Harry James Potter, which he reported in his role as the Headmaster in Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as is his right, according to the rulings of 1814 allowing the highest authority of any educational institution in magical Britain can report cases of possible unfit guardians in matters concerning minor students, due to the rise of Obscurials in muggleborns after the international statute of secrecy. The judges present in the hearing are Rufus Scrimgeour, representing the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Selene Avery, representing the department of Magical Children Welfare, and Dolores Umbridge, representing the minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge. In this hearing, we will determine if Albus Dumbledore’s accusations are true, and make a judgement, after the accuser and the defender present their cases.”

After that introduction, Harry could barely understand what was going on. It might as well be gibberish. Sure, he knew the broad strokes of the laws in this country, from what little he could tell, the legislation of magical Britain was a mess of contradictions, that was probably designed specifically to allow people to get their way as long as they greased enough palms.

So, instead of trying to follow the absurd laws that Umbridge was spouting about, Harry decided to focus on Dumbledore, instead. He was familiar enough with the man’s character as a headmaster. He projected the image of a kindly old man that projected wisdom with a hint of condescension, while dismissing anything he found unpleasant. In Hogwarts, he was the highest authority, the king of the castle, and he didn’t need to convince anyone of anything. He didn’t need proof; he didn’t need validation.

But in this hearing, things were different. The headmaster’s presence was just as loud as ever, his song was as deafening, as inflexible as ever. But there was this small hint of uncertainty and tiredness. Yeah, he was probably tired because of the Azkaban mess, and the serial killer going around killing wizards and witches. He was also confident that this meeting would go in his favor. This didn’t bode well.

Finally, Umbridge stopped talking and pointed towards Dumbledore, “Now, with these facts out of the way, the accuser can begin to present his case.”

The defeater of Grindelwald nodded, slowly got up and walked addressing the Judges, “Good morning. As many of you know, my name is Albus Dumbledore, and I have been the headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry for almost half a century now. I have seen many students walks the halls of my school, some had the luxury of coming from very distinguished families, some were orphans, residing in muggle orphanages. I have seen academically talented students, and some who were not so. I have seen children who became Potion masters, Quidditch stars, or even Dueling Champions. I always try my best not to involve myself in the guardianships of my students, if they do not complain to me or to one of the professors about it. Because, if my students are satisfied with their lot in life, who am I to change that. However, there comes a time where certain students send warning bells at me. Specifically, when I was informed that Arcturus Black had gained guardianship over Harry Potter. I knew that for the good of Magical Britain, I had to stop that from happening. I had to oppose this appointment, even if I lost, because even if there was a chance of stopping this, I had to take it.”

“And what is the reason that you oppose this guardianship so much,” Selene Avery asked with a curious tone.

“I have seen a student like Harry Potter before. He was a Slytherin, just like him, quickly became the unofficial leader of his year mates, which slowly grew into controlling his entire house. He was one of the most talented students that have ever roamed the halls of Hogwarts, only rivaled by a few outliers. Outliers like Harry Potter, who might even exceed him in talent. That boy could cast magic by the time he graduated that most masters of magic could barely even understand. He traveled the world for a while, increasing his knowledge, learning some of the darkness magic in the world, before coming back home. You probably have guessed who this was. People still fear his name, even after his defeat. I am, of course, talking about Lord Voldemort.”

The entire hall stiffened and a few gasped in shock. Scrimgeour looked interested in the first time since stepping foot in the room. Selene Avery’s eyes were wide in horror, and even Umbridge was gaping at Dumbledore’s statement.

Holy shit, Dumbledore just publicly compared Harry to the fucking Dark Lord. This was bad. This was really bad. His approach was to dehumanize Harry, to make him seem less than a child and more like a time bomb for everyone in the room. Shit, and this was definitely going to get out. The man had painted a target on Harry’s back, and he knew it.

Fuck.

Well, if the man was going to play dirty, then Harry had no compunctions on returning the favor.

Of course, the asshole had a small, satisfied smile on his face when he continued, “I know that this is hard to believe. Most people with children in Hogwarts probably know that Harry Potter is a brilliant young man who is very good at magic. But I can tell you, without a doubt, that those stories barely provide anything more than the tip of the iceberg of his prowess. I am talking about a boy, who with only two years of magical training, can cast spells that NEWT students struggle with. I am talking about a student who is so good at dueling, that Professor Flitwick, a former dueling champion, confessed to me that he was uncomfortable at the idea of him being in the under thirteen tournaments, since it wouldn’t be fair for the other competitors, and that young Harry wouldn’t learn anything from the experience. I am talking about a boy who have created spells, modified potions on the fly, without failing even a single time. Make no mistake, Harry Potter is a child, but he is a child that could grow into a man that would push magical Britain to new heights, or would bring another war to his shores, just as Lord Voldemort is, in a foolish quest of gaining more power. I was satisfied with letting matters be, just leave the boy to learn on his own, experience the magical world on his own, and make his own decision. But the truth is, what would his experiences be, what would his conclusion morph into, if Arcturus Black starts to influence him?”

The Black Patriarch looked impassive at the Chief Warlock’s implied accusations, but his eyes showed that he was furious. The audience started to whisper worriedly. The headmaster’s words seemed to easily persuade them of his opinion.

Seeing that he gained the reaction he wished for, Dumbledore continued, “Remember Bellatrix Lestrange, Regulus Black, members of the Black family have committed atrocities on Lord Voldemort’s orders. They tortured, they killed, they ruined families. Clinically speaking, this was not normal behavior, their madness was obvious for everyone to see. These are the grandchildren of Arcturus Black, his legacy. This type of behavior does not come out of nowhere. People are seldom born mad; it is their upbringing that would cause madness. And I have to wonder what the Black family did to their children for them to grow so unhinged. Sirius Black, a dear friend of mine before his untimely demise, that his mother was so cruel that she used the Cruciatus Curse on him many times growing up, whenever he misbehaved. I don’t know if that was true, or not, but the results speak for themselves. Arcturus Black will probably say that it is his right to have the guardianship over young Harry, and it is. I will not dispute that. Legally, he is supposed to be the boy’s guardian. He will probably have signed statements of every other possible guardian, saying that he should be Harry Potter’s guardian. But this is not about legality, but about right and wrong. An old friend once told me that sometimes, you have to choose between doing what is easy, and what is right. I have taken those words to heart many times and now, I have to ask all of you, is it right to risk someone with so much potential falling to madness like many members of the Black family did? Should we risk someone with so much potential for both creation and destruction just because the law says we should? Should we endanger our world, our children’s generation, perhaps even the one after them, by giving Arcturus Black guardianship over Harry Potter?”

Everyone in the audience was shaking their heads and saying ‘no’. Dear lord, Dumbledore knew how to play a crowd. He knew that he was in the wrong when it came to the law, so he made the entire hearing irrational. He made the law sound trivial, and the worst part was that it was working.

“And now I’m asking myself, why now? Why did Arcturus Black reach out now of all times. He had over a decade to come take guardianship over young Harry. All it would have taken was a trip to the ministry and everything would have been sorted. The only reason I can see was the fact that he saw the potential Harry possessed, the potential for a new Dark Lord at worst, and a weapon for the Black Family at best. And with that, I have to ask, would James and Lily Potter be happy with their child being nothing more than a weapon of ruthless man? Would his godfather, Sirius Black, who loathed his blood family with a passion, be happy with his godson’s life be in the hand of his grandfather that he loathed? The answer is no. The boy was perfectly happy in the muggle world, being a ward of the ministry and under the guardianship of his muggle relative. He excelled in his studies, he surpassed all other students, who were raised in the wizarding world, without any issues. He passed the medical test that Madam Pomfrey administered in private the moment students stepped into the castle, so he wasn’t mistreated in the muggle world. I don’t know for sure what Arcturus Black’s plans are for young Harry but I see no point in risking the future when we know for a fact that the boy was doing well as a ward to the ministry. Alas, the decision is not in my hands, but in yours, judges. I trust that you see the same danger that I do. I trust that you will do the right thing, not just for your sakes, but for the sakes of the children of magical Britain, maybe even beyond that.”

That was… That was insane. Harry forgot that Dumbledore was a battle commander, because this speech, even if it was against Harry’s wishes, was very good. He sounded so reasonable, especially since his words had enough truth in them to sound reasonable.

The truth was that from the outside, it certainly looked possible. Arcturus Black had a reputation as a ruthless and cunning man, and that was exactly what a man like that would do for more power.

The headmaster turned and sat down, and Umbridge spoke up, “Now, that the accuser was done, it’s time for the defendant to present their case.”

Arcturus Black snorted, “You know, the moment a legal hearing stops being about the law, it starts having no meaning. So, I don’t see a point defending myself when all of you have already made your decision. No, if I want someone to defend me and be impartial, my words won’t be enough. I want the kid to defend me.”

“This is very unorthodox,” Umbridge commented.

“And what is orthodox about ignoring the law?”

Scrimgeour interrupted his response, “I’m curious on what the boy has to say about this. Potter, are you alright with speaking on the behalf of the defendant?”

Harry was shocked, and nodded stiffly, “I am.”

As he got up and walked nervously towards the jury, he turned and looked at Arcturus, who gave him a wink. He stifled the urge to snort. Well, if Dumbledore wanted to fight dirty, and make everyone fear his potential, then who was he to not repay the favor.

Even if he loses, he was going to tear Dumbledore a new one.