"Mr. Potter, you are charged with violating the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery and the Statue of Secrecy. How do you plea."
"Not Guilty via Provision 2: Self Defense"
"Hem-Hem," a pink dressed blob interjected, "And what exactly did you need to defend yourself against."
This was it, the moment Hermione had drilled and made him practice, "Dementors"
At this all pretense of order was abandoned. Fudge was on his feet screaming, "The Dementors are under the Ministry's control, they do not act without orders."
Dumbledore was starting to spin some spiel, but Harry couldn't help but lock on to something Fudge had said. "Wait A Minute! Did you just say that the Dementors are completely under your control?"
Fudge smiled, "Yes"
Harry laughed, "Then perhaps you would care to enlighten us as to why you sent them after me."
The fat blob disguised as a person was raging. "You were not attacked by Dementors boy."
Harry's smile just got bigger, "Two years ago every Demotor in Briton swarmed the Quidditch Pitch and attacked me. This event was witnessed by several people that are in this very room, are you saying this didn't happen?"
"That is not relevant to this trial."
"Oh but it is, because either they aren't as loyal as you claim or you tried to kill me two years ago"
Fudge was apoplectic "This is not why we are-"
"Stuff it Fudge, Hear Potter has raised a good point, either the dementors are acting up or the Ministry is attacking citizens of good standing as Acting Head of House Longbottem I demand to know which."
"House of Bones Seconds" Put like that and backed by two of the toughest witches in the Wizengamot the motion had no chance of failing. Fudge sat shocked as the trail that he was supposed to have sown up turned against him and now his administration was under investigation! All he could do is glare at The Boy Who Lived as he walk out of the court vindicated.