A/N: Well long time no see faithful readers. This is the new and updated version of Fudges trial. And yes much information was left out but that is on purpose. Thanks R&R!

Amelia looked over the three children in front of her, for no matter how mature they were or in Harry's case if they were legally an adult she still thought of them as children, and beamed with pride. The last two weeks had been hectic for her and some of her most trusted Aurors. With the trials beginning tomorrow and all the cases as air tight as she could get them she could finally relax. So to speak. The kids however had no such reprieve. She and one or two trustworthy employees had spent the last two weeks teaching all three a lot of very different skills. From Harry's partial metamorph abilities (the ability to change his hair length, colour, and style) to occlumancy and she had even started them down the path of becoming animagi. When Harry asked how long it would take he was surprised that they should have it done by the holidays end but was reminded that the Marauders didn't have someone teaching them. To say that the kids had passed with flying colours was an under statement. They had mastered every challenge faster than most Auror recruits. And that was just the girls, Harry was like a machine, completing every task and mastering every spell in mere minutes. His massive reserves of power lead to him having two dueling styles so far, shield until his opponent started to get tired and make mistakes, or put far more power than usual into the first few spells and overpower his opponents shield. It was very very effective. Then just yesterday he had asked her about a technique called spell chaining.

-Flashback-

Harry prowled into the cozy dining room, the one they used when not holding a formal dinner, and sat next to Hannah at the truthfully over-large table. Ever since they had begun training physically he had moved like this. Every step eked menace and power, and every word he spoke echoed with authority.

"Amelia I read about a technique you have yet to show us today. Spell Chaining." He said.

"Ah yes. I studied that a bit when I was younger. It's a difficult technique and generally only mastered by those with exceptional occlumancy abilities. You read the theory I presume?" the older witch replied.

Harry leaned back into his chair. "Indeed. You follow each spell with one where the wand movement starts in the same place as the last spells movement ended. An extreamly fast style but hard to master. I was disappointed it didn't explain why."

Amelia smiled. "As I said only occlumancy masters every truly master this technique because they can sort through their memories much faster than any normal person and in their minds make a list of what spells could be used next, analyze them all, and pick the best one for the situation. All within the blink of an eye. So out of everyone here you are truly the only one with the ability to master this technique. It wouldn't surprise me at all if You-Know-Who could do it."

"So who is going to teach me?"

"Hmmm. I could ask Flitwick I suppose."

The room temperature suddenly plummeted. "Flitwick is an occlumancy master?" Harry growled.

Amelia sighed. "Yes." Was her simple reply.

Hannah was looking between them with a frown on her face. She turned back to Harry, grabbed his head and kissed him rather forcefully. The other two in the room noticed the temperature go back to normal but Harry and Hannah were lost in each other. The summer had been good for them and their relationship so far. When they broke apart nothing more was spoken of the rest of the meal but Amelia did notice each was smiling and their free hand never let go of the other.

-End Flashback-

Harry had spent the day with Flitwick and two Aurors working on spell chaining and to no ones surprise, apart from the poor professor, he had almost mastered it already. Against both Aurors and Amelia, Harry was unstoppable. Only Flitwick could beat him still and that was only three out of every 5 matches. They finally gave up for the day when the miniature professor could no longer stand.

Flitwick gave a grin. "Oh I can not wait to see how well you three do this year. I do believe you are going to give poor Minnie a heart attack the first time the class does Conjuration. Perhaps a wager with some of the staff is in order."

Harry just laughed. "Maybe sir but I think it will be the fact that I have more than one animagus form that will do that."

Harry just laughed more when Flitwick's jaw dropped.

Now here they were. The morning of the trials and all three were just chatting as if it was a normal day.

The four arrived at the Ministry and went straight to Courtroom Number 1. The oldest and proudest of the courtrooms, Number 1 was almost never used anymore. Only because this was such a high profile case were they using it now. As they entered Harry noticed the full Wizengamot was already seated, wearing robes similar to his one. The four of them sat at the desk for the prosecution. The defense council and the accused were all there with exception of Dumbledore. Who chose that very moment to make his sweeping enterance.

"So sorry I was late. There was a last minute owl from the ICW I had to attend to. Shall we begin?" He asked moving towards the bench for the Chief Warlock. Suddenly he stopped. There was someone in his seat. Augusta Longbottom had felt rather honored to have been asked to take the position for this trial. Now she knew why. Because even Albus Dumbledore would not argue with her.

She stood. "Mr. Dumbledore you are in fact one of the people on trial here. I know that you knew that because I told you myself not one week ago. Now sit down and do be quiet. You may speak when it is your turn." Her voice held such authority that even Harry would have been hard pressed not to do as she said. Dumbledore however was so shocked that he actually just sat straight where he was. That is to say, on the floor. This in turn caused laughter from all present, be they in an official capacity, a witness or a reporter.

Amelia stood and Lady Longbottom's voice rang our again. "The Chair recognizes the Chief Prosecutor."

"Thank you. Ladies and Gentlemen, we are here today to bring justice to those who would break some of our most sacred laws. Let us begin with the most recent, a Mr Ronald Weasley."

Two burly, serious looking Aurors dragged him to the witness chair and dumped him onto it before securing the restraints. A simple straight backed wooden chair this was not. Wrist and ankle cuffs bound the person directly to the chair and above the witnesses head a large, white crystal sat. Amelia had explained to the kids earlier that this crystal changed colour slightly depending on how truthful the person was being. Pure white and it was the complete truth. Pure black and it was a total lie.

The defense council stood. "Is that really necessary? Mr. Weasley is just a child and is not a danger to anyone here." Harry thought he sounded like a pompous git.

"This 'child' as you put it, used an unforgiveable curse. Precedence and the law dictate full restraints be used." Amelia rebutted.

Lady Longbottom stood once more. "The Chief Prosecutor is correct. The law dictates full restraints be used. Madam Bones you may proceed."

"Thank you ma'am. Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Ronald Weasley stands accused of using the Imperius Curse on another minor and forcing said minor to have sex with him under the influence of this curse. There are several witnesses to the incident on Miss Hermione Granger attempting to fight off the curse and Mr. Harry Potter using a standard diagnostic spell to determine what was wrong with her. Miss Granger herself has agreed to the use of veritaserum to substantiate her claims of rape. It is my sincerest hope that we can conclude these proceedings with only having to question Mr. Weasley and lessen any emotional damage to Miss Granger." She sat back down and the defense council stood.

"Mr. Weasley is young. He made a mistake. Albus Dumbledore advised him that the use of this spell was for the 'Greater Good' in protecting the world from Mr. Potter becoming a new Dark Lord should he defeat You-Know-Who. Mr. Weasley freely admits he made an error of judgment and readily expresses his remorse that teenage hormones temporarily overcame his common sense. I ask you all. Did any of you not trust Mr. Dumbledore to do the right thing before all of this came to light?" He resumed his seat.

Lady Longbottom nodded to Amelia and she stood once more. This time she spoke to Ron directly.

"For the record please state your name and date of birth."

"Ronald Bilus Weasley. 1st March 1980."

"Did you use the Imperius Curse on Hermione Granger?"

"Yes"

"Why?"

"Because Dumbledore told me to. He said we had to beat Harry down and make sure he had no confidence or too much knowledge of our world so that he wouldn't turn dark."

"Did you pause to think that these actions might in fact have the opposite effect?"

"No. I trusted the Headmaster."

"Trusted. You don't trust him anymore?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Harry and I were like brothers before this. He had ups and downs as we all do but in general he was happy. I can't see how a happy person could go dark. Since getting back from Hogwarts I've had a lot of time to think about things and I've realized that what I did was wrong. No, it was the most disgraceful thing I have ever done or am likely to do."

"Is there anything else you wish to tell the court?"

"Yes. After I… well after I was with Hermione I threw up. I can't tell you just how good it feels for all this to be out in the open."

"Thank you Mr. Weasley. The prosecution rests."

Amelia returned to her seat as the defense lawyer stood and walked forward.

"Mr Weasley do you regret your actions?" he asked Ron.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I have damaged my friends, friendships and forever stained my honor and the honor of my family."

"So you personally believe what you did was wrong?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you do it?"

"Because I trusted Dumbledore."

"Did he imply there would be consequences if you didn't do this?"

"No. But you have to wonder if I had refused would I have ended up under his imperius curse."

"Thank you. Defense rests."

He sat back down again and Madam Longbottom looked around her fellow members. Catching the eyes of most she then turned back to the court at large. "We have heard enough. We shall retire to deliberate." She said and banged her gavel. The Wizengamot rose as one and exited through a door behind their seats. Many rose to leave but Harry and the others stayed where they were. Dumbledore however decided this was a good time to try his hand again.

"Amelia is this really necessary? You are putting a young man in prison. He will be unable to lead a normal life when he gets out." He began in his most disappointed voice.

"He broke the law Albus. Those who break our laws need to realize there will be consequences for their actions. No matter who they are." She said smugly.

He turned to Harry. "Harry my boy –"

"Once again you prove just how senile you are Mr. Dumbledore. I believe the last time we spoke I schooled you on proper use of a persons name. Do not forget again or I shall have to find a way to reinforce the lessons." Shivers ran down the spines of everyone who could hear Harry speak. Several of those people looked around franticly trying to find out where the dementor was, not realizing it was Harry that was causing the severe chill. Dumbledore didn't notice any of this. He just took one step backwards unconsciously. Later when he looked back on the meeting he would realize that he was afraid of Harry Potter.

The Wizengamot chose that moment to return, saving Dumbledore from further embarrassment. They waited until all were seated and Madam Longbottom stood. "We have reached our verdict. Mr. Weasley is found guilty of all charges. His sentence is seven years in Azkaban. Case closed. Chief prosecutor, what is the next case?"

Amelia stood. "The Crown versus Madam Delorus Umbridge on the count of threatening torture with the Cruciatis Curse, use of a controlled substance on minors, and multiple counts of use of a torture device on minors."

"Very well. Bring in the accused."

Once again the two burly Aurors almost dragged the accused in and dumped her into the chair whilst fastening the restraints.

"Miss Umbridge you know the charges against you. What say you?"

Umbridge looked around. She had seen the last trial and knew just how ruthless Amelia would be with her. The secrets that she could pull out with veritaserum were too numerous to name. She looked back at Madam Longbottom. "Guilty. I am Guilty." She said with a dejected sigh.

"Very well. You are sentenced to the Dementors Kiss. Remove the criminal."

She had obviously not expected that because she looked up in alarm and began screaming and pleading for mercy.

When she was gone from the room Amelia stood again in anticipation of what the next question was. "The next case is the Crown versus Cornelius Fudge on multiple counts of corruption, accepting bribes and high treason."

Gasps filled the courtroom at that statement. The first two trials had been expected, if not the results also. But accusing the Minister of high treason? It had only ever happened once before.

Madam Longbottom looked most grave as she said, "Very well. Bring in the accused."

This time the restaintes were not used when Fudge was dumped into the chair. However the two guards did not leave. They stood impassive either side of him at parade rest.

"Mr. Fudge you know what you have been accused of. What say you to these charges?"

Fudge drew himself up trying to portray pride and innocence. All he did was make himself look pompous and arrogant. "These charges are preposterous. They are complete fabrications by my political enemies so they can take over my office for themselves."

Madam Longbottom Turned to Amelia looking expectant. "Madam Prosecutor?" she queried.

Amelia stood and nodded back. "Much of the evidence for this case is highly sensitive and some is classified so highly that any records of its existence are to be destroyed following this trial. Therefore the prosecution requests the court be cleared of all who are not directly involved in the trial and sealed."

Many of the wizengamot members looked shocked and the cries from the gallery were near deafening. Madam Longbottom let off several cannon blast noises from here wand to quiet everyone down. Once all were settled she announced "Very well. Aurors, clear the room please. Scan for invisibility and animagus presences also."

Several tense minutes passed and Harry noticed that Fudge had paled considerably when she had the room cleared. His Slytherin side went into overdrive trying to work out why Fudge thought this was bad. Was there something classified he had thought they didn't find? Or did he pay someone to use magic from the gallery to ensure victory. He hastily scribbled down his suspicions and slid the note to Amelia surreptitiously. She glanced at it and then him smiling grimly. 'Ha! She had already suspected as much and that's why she cleared the room.' He just smirked back at her.

Over the next hour many instances of Fudge taking bribes from so called 'former' Death Eaters were proven. Witnesses ranging from his old secretary to goblins testified to them and for the most part the crystal stayed white. One former secretary lied about the money but under veritaserum confessed that Fudge had paid him off to lie. Many of these bribes coincided with laws that favored certain pure-bloods or restricted so called 'magical beasts'.

Harry and many other students testimony had been done under veritaserum in controlled conditions and the pensieve memories of all this were provided for the wizengamot. Many came out of those memories looking disgusted and angry seeing how they had been manipulated and used. Within 20 minutes Fudge was found guilty and sentenced to execution. He was taken by secure manner to the death chamber where one very large Auror picked him up by the clothes and tossed him through like a piece of old trash. Harry and the others did not follow, he wasn't sure if he could bare seeing that place again. Fudges screams were loud and long and the abrupt end to them caused many to jump slightly.

"We shall now adjourn for lunch. This court will be back in session in one hour for the trial of Albus Dumbledore. Mr. Dumbledore, you will submit yourself to the custody of the Aurors." And with that statement Madam Longbottom once again banged her gavel and everyone filed out.

A/N: I altered some aspects of this chapter due to spelling mistakes and someone mentioned that I had left out any mention of the crystal changing colour. I think I should point out it is irrelevant in Ron's case because he is under veritaserum and cannot lie anyway. Another review pointed out that this chapter seems rushed and personally I agree. I am not completely happy with the part about Fudge especially. I will be coming back and redoing that section at a later date and when I do will make sure to include an A/N telling you all. As a famous film director once said (his name escapes me at the moment) "Scripts are never completed, only abandoned."