Albus arrived at the Wizengamot with dread on his face. Today was the first meeting, where the neutral fraction was going to decide the future of their world. He entered the Wizengamot with his grandfatherly act, but inside he was fuming. It was embarrassing, what had happened in the last month and then there was the mess with Sirius’ disownment. James wasn’t able to take him in as a ward, because he wasn’t Lord Potter anymore. In that way, Sirius couldn’t carry the surname Potter, in order to avoid to be disgraced as a NoName.