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: Cornelius, I implore you to see reason. The evidence that the Dark Lord has returned is incontrovertible. Cornelius Fudge
] He is not back!
[Dumbledore has arrived at Harry's trial, which was moved up
] Cornelius Fudge
: Oh! Albus... I see you got our notice about the time change of the hearing... Albus Dumbledore
: I must have missed it; but by a happy mistake, I arrived at the Ministry three hours early.
: [looking up at Fudge
] Charges? Cornelius Fudge
: The Charges to the accused are as follows: that he did willingly, and in the full knowledge of the illegality of his actions, perform a Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle.
: Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you will escort Dumbledore to Azkaban to await trial for conspiracy. Albus Dumbledore
: Ah, I thought we might hit this little snag. You seem to be laboring under the delusion that I am going to - what is the phrase? - come quietly.
Mrs. Arabella Figg
: [she has been asked to describe "them"
] One was very huge... the other, very skinny. Cornelius Fudge
: We mean the dementors, not the boys!
: [referring to Lord Voldemort
] He's back!
: The Ministry of Magic is pleased to announce the appointment of Dolores Jane Umbridge as High Inquisitor, to address the falling standards at Hogwarts School.
: [from trailer
] The Ministry of Magic is pleased to announce the appointment of Dolores Jane Umbridge as High Inquisitor to address the falling standards at Hogwarts School.
: [just after Buckbeak's escape
] We must search the grounds! Dumbledore
: Search the *skies* if you must, Minister, but now I think I'll have a nice cup of tea, or a large brandy. Oh, and executioner, your services are no longer required. Thank you. Hagrid
: You'll find no small glasses in *this* house.
: Now write your name only. Dumbledore
: It's quite a long name.
Professor Minerva McGonagall
: Years ago, when Potter's parent's were marked for death, do you remember? They went into hiding. Few knew where they were. One who did was Sirius Black. And he told You-Know-Who! Cornelius Fudge
: Not only did Black lead You-Know-Who to the Potters that night, he also killed one of their friends, Peter Pettigrew. Madame Rosmerta
: Peter Pettigrew? Professor Minerva McGonagall
: Little lump of a boy, always following after Sirius Black. Madame Rosmerta
: Oh, I remember him. Never let James and Sirius out of his sight. But what happened? Professor Minerva McGonagall
: Well Peter Pettigrew tried to warn the Potters, and might have managed to if he hadn't run into an old friend. Madame Rosmerta
: Mhm, Sirius Black. Cornelius Fudge
: Black was vicious. He didn't kill Pettigrew, he destroyed him. A finger. That's all that was left, a finger. Nothing else. Professor Minerva McGonagall
: Sirius Black may not have put his hands to the Potters, but he's the reason they're dead. Cornelius Fudge
: And now he wants to finish what he started.
: As the Minister of Magic, it is my duty to inform you, Mr. Potter, that earlier this evening your uncle's sister was located a little south of Sheffield, circling a chimney stack. The Accidental Magic Reversal department was dispatched immediately, she has been properly punctured and her memory modified. She will have no recollection of the event whatsoever so that's that and no harm done. Pea soup? Harry
: No, thank you. Minister? Cornelius Fudge
: Yes? Harry
: I don't understand. Cornelius Fudge
: Understand? Harry
: I broke the law. Underage wizards aren't allowed to use magic at home. Cornelius Fudge
: Come now Harry, the Ministry doesn't send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunts.
: As Minister for Magic, it gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the Finals of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!
: For God's sake Dumbledore, what's happened? Harry
: [crying over Cedric's body
] He's back! He's back! Voldemort's back! Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him... not there! Dumbledore
: It's all right, Harry... it's all right. He's home, you both are. Cornelius Fudge
: [Rushing over to Professors Snape and McGonagall
] Keep everybody in their seats, a boy has just been killed! The body must be moved, Dumbledore, there are too many people! Amos Diggory
: [Pushing his way frantically through the crowd
] Let me through. LET ME THROUGH! Let me through, THAT'S MY SON! That's my boy!
[He pushes Harry's hands away and leans over Cedric's body, sobbing hysterically
] Amos Diggory
: IT'S MY BOY!
: You will find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it. Lucius Malfoy
: Admirable sentiments. Shall we? Fudge? Cornelius Fudge
: Come, Hagrid. Well? Hagrid
: If, uh, if anybody was looking for some stuff, then all they'd have to do would be to follow the spiders. Hagrid
: Yup. That would lead 'em right. That's all I have to say.