The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

John felt that Sirius and Lupine would soon be sent to the Ministry of Magic.

After all, with the goblins' greedy nature for money, they can't wait that long.

Fudge obviously had the same plan.

However, things took a turn for the worse.

After listening to Sirius and Lupin's explanations, and referring to information from Harry and others, Dumbledore stepped in to stop Fudge's decision to immediately send Sirius back to the Ministry of Magic for trial.

He asked Fudge not to close the case casually, and continued to send Aurors to find the so-called Peter Pettigrew.

Fudge was furious.

What made Fudge most uncomfortable was that Snape also came forward to agree with Dumbledore, saying that he wanted to make Sirius and Lupine understand.

In Fudge's opinion, this is a real white-eyed wolf behavior.

He promised Snape a Medal of Merlin, Second Class!

Fudge was so angry that he even had the urge to fall out with Dumbledore and Snape.

But in the end, he endured it.

He really couldn't stand up to Dumbledore.

He was the most powerful white wizard in this century. Even his position as Minister of Magic was given to him because the other party did not want him.

If Dumbledore openly confronted him, given his current power, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In desperation, Fudge could only continue to assign Aurors to find Peter Pettigrew who could never be found by them.

At the same time, intense persuasion was launched against Dumbledore.

And this advice lasted for more than a month.

Seeing that Pettigrew could not be found for a long time, and the public opinion inside and outside the school was gradually fermenting, urging the "Black incident" to be closed as soon as possible, Dumbledore finally compromised.

One afternoon in June, Fudge arrived at Hogwarts early.

Different from the irritability and depression in the previous month or so, today he put on a dark purple robe, with the Ministry of Magic's logo embroidered in gold thread on the left chest of the robe. He looked very proud.

"John! Come on!"

He greeted John in the auditorium and led him to a tower.

There are already many people here.

Aurors, Dumbledore, Snape, even Lupin and Sirius were also brought over in chains.

A man carrying a huge camera was taking pictures of them.

The huge flash and pungent smoke produced by the deflagration of magnesium powder caused Blake to keep shouting:

"Trash! They are all trash! Stay away from me, you bunch of trash can't even catch a mouse..."

"Snapped--"

With a finger of the Auror's wand, Sirius' mouth was instantly sealed.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

The man next to him, who was writing something down with a pen, sighed, "He's so noisy that I almost can't work!"

After saying this, the man suddenly saw Fudge and John walking into the tower.

"Mr. Minister!" The man rushed over quickly, his eyes fell on John, and he said excitedly, "Is this our hero, Mr. John Shafiq?"

"Of course! You have to interview him properly!"

Fudge said to John again, "John, this is a reporter from the Daily Prophet. He is here specifically to interview you and Snape!"

"Nice to meet you."

John smiled and held out his hand.

But the reporter grabbed his hand and pulled him to Sirius and Lupin.

"Professor Snape's interview has ended, now it's your turn." The reporter waved to the photographer on the side, "Here, let's take a photo together first!"

"Snapped--"

The spotlight flickered.

The smile on John's face almost broke.

He finally understood why Sirius was trolling people just now. The flashlight was indeed quite torturous.

But that's just the beginning.

The reporter from the Daily Prophet pestered John and asked a lot of questions and took a lot of photos.

Afterwards, Fudge called someone to pour the thirty thousand Galleons bounty belonging to John into the tower, together with the two thousand Galleons' magic suitcase compensation.

The golden coins were piled up in the tower.

Such a huge amount of cash is really shocking.

The eyes of everyone present were almost fixed. Except for Dumbledore, even Snape subconsciously glanced at the 'Golden Mountain' several times.

"last one!"

After a while, the reporter swallowed his saliva and directed the photographer to take a magical photo of John sitting on the 'Golden Mountain'.

"You will become famous all over the world, Mr. Shafiq!" the reporter said with envy, "Tomorrow! Tomorrow these photos will occupy the front page of the Daily Prophet, and then all the girls will want to marry you! "

"I guess it's too early for him!"

Snape spoke and suddenly came over.

The reporter wanted to say something else, but he forced him back with his eyes.

"Put it away!"

Snape lowered his voice and said to John.

John nodded, waved his wand, and put all the mountains of gold coins into the magic suitcase under the envious and jealous eyes of the Aurors.

Then, he looked at Fudge who was delivering a speech excitedly in front of the camera and said:

"Professor Snape, are you going to escort Sirius back to the Ministry of Magic?"

"That's right, after more than a month of hard work, the results are finally coming! After Mr. Minister boasts about his great achievements, the Aurors will set off and escort Black and Lupin out of Hogwarts in a flying carriage. range, and then use the [Apparition Curse] to send them back to the Ministry of Magic for trial!"

Snape sneered, "They will all die this time! The Wizengamot will not let them go!"

Hearing this, John nodded, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Professor Snape, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

After hearing what John said, Snape waved his hand without looking back.

Obviously, he wanted to stay here to see Sirius and Lupin being sent away.

John walked down the tower with a smile, and bumped into Harry and others on the way.

Their moods were not very high.

After all, they all already believed Sirius and Lupine.

However, Pettigrew, or rather the mouse Scabbers, has not been found for a long time. Now that Sirius and Lupine are about to be sent to trial, all this will become an unsolved case.

Seeing John appear, they quickly came over and wanted to inquire about the situation on the tower.

But John didn't bother with them much.

After dealing with them casually for a while, John quickly passed through the Whomping Willow Tunnel and met Michael who was waiting in the Shrieking Shack.

"Are they going to take action?"

Michael asked.

"Today, the transportation method is to escort the Auror and the flying carriage out of Hogwarts, and then use the [Apparition Curse] to arrive at the Ministry of Magic."

John drank a bottle of Polyjuice Potion as he spoke.

Immediately, his figure began to elongate, and finally turned into the appearance of a blond middle-aged man.

"Snapped--"

Michael clapped his hands and said:

"As I expected, the ambush location has been found, let's set off now!"

Michael grabbed John for an arm and drew his wand.

Amidst the sound of a series of firecrackers exploding, the two disappeared.

When John found his feet on the ground again, they had appeared in a low forest.

Because the previous interview consumed too much time, the sky is now getting darker.

The dim skylight shone in the woods, revealing an eerie atmosphere.

But other than that, there's nothing special here.

The two of them waited here for a long time, until it was completely dark, but they still couldn't wait for Sirius.

John couldn't help but ask:

"You decided this was the best place to ambush?"

"There is no doubt that the [Apparition Spell], which is enough to teleport a flying carriage, will make quite a lot of noise when cast."

Michael shook his head and said, "Due to the [Secrecy Act], Aurors can only choose sparsely populated and relatively hidden places to cast spells.

And this is the best location nearby.

So...ah, look, here they come! "

John looked in the direction that Michael was pointing, and sure enough he saw a black flying carriage flying slowly from the horizon escorted by four Aurors riding broomsticks.

Of course, this 'slow down' is just John's visual experience.

John knew very well that they were not actually flying very slowly, nor at low altitude.

Such a goal is not easy to intercept.

John was just about to ask Michael what he was going to do next, when he saw Michael take out something from the traceless stretch pocket he was carrying.

The moment he saw that thing, John was stunned.

Not only did he understand the method Michael used to shoot down the flying carriage.

It became clearer why Michael was willing to give him the revolver he carried close to his body.

Because what Michael took out was a portable rocket launcher that had been loaded with ammunition!

"Magic guidance! Not only does the range double, but it can also strike accurately!"

Michael explained, winking at John.

After saying this, he pulled the trigger with a grin.

"R!P!G!"

"boom--"

The rocket dragged its tail flame across the night sky, turned in a graceful arc in mid-air, and accurately hit the flying carriage.