A friendly day at Hogwarts

"Malfoy..."

"Lukewood..."

"McNeil..."

"Yaxley..."

The Death Eaters who could not escape were tied tightly, took off their masks, and stood in a row.

Except for Mr. Lucius, these people were all either escaped prisoners who had just escaped from Azkaban or the red men in front of Fudge.

"This is ridiculous..." The Minister paced back and forth in front of the Death Eaters, his face ashen, "You let me down so much, Yaxley..."

During the riot at the Quidditch World Cup a year ago, Alex was the only Death Eater besides Crouch to be caught red-handed, but in the end he used the Imperius Curse as an excuse to avoid being sent to Azkaban. , and now being arrested again is undoubtedly like a slap in the face of Fudge.

"These are the facts you have seen with your own eyes now, Cornelius." Dumbledore sighed softly and said, "Now, you should believe what I say, right? You have been guarding against it for the past six months, and Not your real enemy."

"I don't need you to teach me how to do it, Dumbledore." Fudge said loudly, as if trying to cover up his inner panic with his volume, "Do you know what you did? Stop the private army from... trespassing The Ministry of Magic has made this place a mess...and the Magic Brothers Fountain! These crimes are enough to send you to Azkaban for the rest of your life!"

The people watching were in an uproar, and they all showed surprised expressions.

The situation tonight was clear. Everyone saw the return of Voldemort and these Death Eaters who were still arrogant even if they were captured.

They obviously couldn't understand what kind of mentality Fudge had to say such words to Dumbledore, the biggest hero tonight.

"No problem, Connelly, I'm willing to talk to you about tonight at any time." Dumbledore looked at Fudge and said calmly, "But the premise is that you have recognized the reality."

There was no anger or ridicule in his tone, but it made Fudge's expression change.

"I didn't mean that..." His eyes were slightly wandering, as if he wanted to leave here as soon as possible, "I mean, you shouldn't cause such a big damage to this place."

"Of course...of course..." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "But I think if the guards here were strong enough, things probably wouldn't develop like this, right?"

Fudge was choked to the point of speechlessness, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Now is not the time to talk about this, I still have many things to deal with - these people, Kingsley, Delis - you two, lead the people first They were sent to Azkaban..."

Seeing that Fudge had finally begun to assume the responsibilities of a Minister of Magic, Dumbledore turned to look at Mad-Eye.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight, Alastor. Please take everyone back first. I still have something to explain to Connelly," he said.

"it is good."

Moody limped over to Harry and motioned for him to hold him.

Harry was a little hesitant, as if he had just been completely controlled by Voldemort.

"Don't worry, Harry." Glenn patted his shoulder, "Dumbledore will explain it to you when we get back."

The sound of disembodiment sounded one after another, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix left one after another. Fudge seemed to open his mouth subconsciously, but in the end he said nothing.

Before leaving, Glenn vaguely heard Dumbledore mention Hogwarts to Fudge. It was an unprecedented and unquestionable commanding tone.

The world was spinning, and the scene in front of him changed. When he stepped on the ground again, Glenn had appeared at the door of the old house on St. Martin's Lane.

Before he could see the door clearly, he felt a burst of fragrant wind, followed by a feeling almost suffocating——

Qiu and Morgana, one on the left and one on the right, were holding him tightly, using almost all their strength.

Sirius and Lupine, who came back before him, leaned against the wall with narrow smiles on their faces.Not only the two of them, but Fred and George's faces were also revealed on the nearby window.

"Okay..." Glenn struggled with some difficulty, "If you don't want me to die in the hands of your own people, I suggest you let me go..."

The two girls were startled and quickly let go of their hands.

"Don't you want to give me a hug, Moony?" Sirius joked with a smile, "I almost got a Killing Curse!"

Hearing his words, Qiu and Morgana blushed for a moment.Qiu was okay, after all, the two had already acquiesced in their relationship, but Morgana expressed her feelings in front of outsiders for the first time. At this moment, she had become an exotic version of the red-faced Guan Gong.

Lupine gave Sirius a caring look and walked in.

"Okay, let's go in first." Glenn said softly, "I have to talk to Harry first."

The Savior has always been good at brainstorming. If you wait until Dumbledore comes back to enlighten him, it will undoubtedly waste a lot of time. It is better to let him listen to the prophecy about him first.

The three of them walked into the living room. Harry was sitting on the sofa with a glass of hot tea that Mrs. Weasley had given him, his eyes blank.

Hermione and Ron were in too much shock to comfort him.

"Are you still worried about today's events?" Glenn sat next to him and asked.

Harry raised his head blankly, glanced at him, and nodded dully.

"I know what you are worried about, but it is not your fault." Glenn comforted, "Voldemort can control your actions not because you have done anything wrong, but because of some special and coincidental reasons. "

"What's the reason?" Harry asked subconsciously.

"This is a long story. In fact, Dumbledore has roughly explained this matter before, but you haven't been able to connect them yet." Glenn said, "Before I help you clarify this matter, I think, You can take a look at this first."

He took the Prophecy Ball out of his pocket and placed it in Harry's hand.

"I guess you must be curious as to why Voldemort went to such great lengths to catch you and risked his way into the Ministry of Magic."

"The label on this prophecy ball has my and Voldemort's names written on it. I heard the Death Eater named Dolohov said... Only the people mentioned in the prophecy can get the prophecy ball from the Department of Mysteries. ..”

Glenn nodded.

It seems that although this plot has changed beyond recognition, Harry still got a lot of useful information from the Death Eaters.

"He said there is a secret hidden here, related to me and Voldemort..." Harry muttered, looking down at the mist-filled prophecy ball.

"That's more or less it." Glenn nodded, "You might as well listen to it, it might help you understand some issues."

Harry nodded and held it tightly.

"He who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord approaches..."