[HP] Kiss you in glory

Today marks the third anniversary of the victims of the Battle of Hogwarts, and the Daily Prophet publishes a special feature - interviews with relatives and friends of the victims, including Lavender Brown's parents and friend Parvati Patil, Malcolm Baddock's friend Igg Kent, Oliver Wood who collected the bodies of the Creevey brothers, etc.

After this issue was published, it was like pressing a switch to turn on the flood. The editorial department of the "Daily Prophet" under the management of the Ministry of Magic received many letters from readers, full of confusion, doubts, and other sharp questions.

"Why don't you interview Anne Potter's relatives, we need to know what else she has done for us!"

"May I ask you to interview Draco Malfoy who left with Anne Potter? When did the Malfoy family start to be instigated? Is it because of Anne?"

"My children and I were once rescued by the founders sent by Anne, including Rachael Ritter, although he is unwilling to trust you now... If you catch him, can you say thank you for me? "

"Is the Green family really hiding from the world? That's the birthplace of the Founder Organization. Now the Founder has split into two factions. Does the Ministry of Magic have no measures to sanction?"

If these questions are just the embodiment of the knowledge-seeking psychology of people in the wizarding world, then some of the following questions seem to be aimed at certain people.

"Three years have passed since the great war, and although the Ministry of Magic announced the identity of Anne Potter and the deployment made in secret, it also hides many details, so I would like to ask Granger from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement Director and Commander Potter of the Auror Command, did you really think that Anne Potter was someone who was on the side of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Excuse me, is Anne Potter really a good person? I heard that she tortured and killed the prisoners, and none of them ended well. What is the difference between such a person and Voldemort?"

"I heard that Anne Potter has already done what Voldemort did when he was a teenager in school, recruiting subordinates to become her own strength, she established an organization with a vague position, rescued captured Muggle-born wizards, and fought against food The Dead Apostles faction, which is also the Ministry of Magic faction, only has a cooperative relationship with the Order of the Phoenix, is it because of this that you can't control those founders who wandered around after the boss died?"

This part is aimed at Anne Potter, so the editorial department can continue to open the letter and read it with a frown.But one of the editor's sisters turned pale when she opened a taupe letter.

"Director Granger, as a relative of the victim, can you tell us some truths about the war? For example... I want to know why you killed Anne Potter in the first place."

What does it mean?

Hannah Abbott, who was aware of the seriousness of the situation, was the supervisor of the editorial department. She asked her subordinates to put away the letters. After thinking about it, she decided to use a paper airplane to write a message to inform Kingsley.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, a meeting was held in the office of the Minister of Magic.

Harry pinched a piece of letter paper, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. After a long time, he raised his head: "Someone is secretly contributing to the flames."

"That's right. Those who know these details must have been participants in the original war, or in other words, close allies with Anne. And those letters questioning Anne may have been directed and acted by themselves, deliberately trying to raise the topic." Kingsley said.

"Of course they're not targeting Anne, but Hermione." Harry raised his eyebrows. "Whether we participate or not, we will be discussed."

Kingsley nodded, and said in a calm tone: "It is true that the public has not yet received an explanation for the various doubts behind the great war."

There were only Kingsley and Harry in the minister's office, and the room fell into silence. Harry's azure green eyes hidden behind the glasses were unwavering, and Kingsley stared at him almost gently.

It took a long time before Harry opened his mouth slowly, his voice slightly hoarse.

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't have a problem with me, Harry." Kingsley said gently, "You have also seen how much trouble these believers left by Anne have brought to the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world. I don't deny that she was for wizards in the first place. peace in the world, and to protect the anti-regime army recruited by Muggle-born wizards."

"Those Slytherin students who have followed her since school, heirs of ancient pure-blood families, the forces behind them involve many areas of the wizarding world, at least we know one thing—no matter how many people are willing to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic The resistance comes from another wave of forces, all loyal only to the family and Annie."

"So you think that if Anne is still alive, she will definitely pose a threat to the Ministry of Magic." Harry said calmly, "I see."

He put down the letter in his hand, and his tone didn't change much.

"The founding organization without Annie is like a game of black and white wizard chess without a coach. It doesn't matter how long you play this game. The Slytherins know this. They are loyal to Annie and the family. There are some doubts that we cannot get. interpret the information."

"Rita Skeeter once stated that she wanted to write a book about Anne Potter's life story, but you suppressed it." Kingsley said, "You know she has seen another side of Anne."

"I think Anne would prefer to leave a positive impression on herself, rather than those ridiculous lies made up by Rita Skeeter." Harry said lightly, "Sorry, Kingsley, if you want to start from I—or learned some secrets from three years ago from Ron and Hermione—"

"You are not the only ones who know these secrets," Kingsley emphasized. "Look at the letters in front of you. The more secretive the parties are, the more suspicion they will arouse."

Harry was silent for a moment, took off his glasses, and rubbed the corners of his eyes vigorously, showing a trace of fatigue on his face.

"Kingsley, is the truth really that important?" He sighed, "Aren't the living worthy of our concern more than the dead?"

Harry left from the first basement, and when he came to the second basement, he happened to meet Ron and Daphne who were chatting in the corridor, and he understood, "Hey, Ron."

"I didn't know Fred told you—Hey, Harry!" Ron was distracted and waved at Harry, and Daphne nodded gracefully at Harry and stroked her wavy blonde hair , "I have a party tonight, so I'm leaving first."

"Is it a gathering of your former members?" Ron said bluntly, Daphne frowned at him, and Harry said, "Say hello to your friends for me, Daphne."

Ron smacked his lips clearly, and Daphne ignored him and said to Harry, "Goodbye."

They watched her get on the elevator, and Ron asked, "It's time to get off work, Harry, what did Kingsley want you for?" Harry shrugged, "Just to ask if I would like to do an interview."

Ron didn't doubt that he was there, he snorted coldly, and walked to the Auror's office side by side with him, "Who will be interviewed at this juncture?"

"I'll go find Hermione, you pack your things first." Harry said and walked to the office of the Director of Magical Law Enforcement. When Hermione first entered the Ministry of Magic, she went to the House Elf Resettlement Office on the fourth basement floor. , but unexpectedly, in January of this year, the original director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was attacked and killed by a dark wizard force. Kingsley specially appointed Hermione as the temporary acting director.

Said to be the acting director, and he will become a regular in a short time.

Many things happened today, which made Harry feel a headache. He knocked on the door lightly, and after getting permission to enter the room, the first thing he did was to observe Hermione's expression.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

"You acted very fast today." Harry smiled, and Hermione tidied up the documents and items on the table without raising her eyes, "Why do you always rush me at this point."

They returned to Black's old house from the Floo network. A big meal had been prepared in the basement. Hermione left the house after dinner as usual, but was stopped by Harry.

"Today, don't be alone."

Hermione shrugged and made a joke: "What, are you going to leave Ginny for me tonight?"

Harry struggled for three seconds and said, "That's fine."

There was laughter at the dining table, and Hermione also had a smile on her face. She propped her elbows on the table, and looked at the foamy liquid in the glass with her face in her hands. Shadow, she blinked.

Fred was holding a licorice candy in his mouth and a copy of today's "Daily Prophet" in his hand. George stretched his neck: "Anyone we know?"

"Aha, that's too much." Fred said vaguely. Hermione tilted her head and looked at the back of the newspaper facing her. Iggy Kent's gloomy face flashed in front of her eyes. What a sunny boy he was in the Coleman community.

Because of my mother's love.

But orphans in this world will always suffer, just like her Anne.

Hermione knew that it was Kingsley's intention for the reporter to avoid interviewing Anne's relatives. She didn't really resist, at least for now. Her Anne should be remembered in people's hearts.

The movement of her raising the wine glass made everyone pause.

"To Anne," she whispered.

Honor her girl.

The room where she slept at night was still the room she used to live with Annie.

Hermione closed her eyes, touched the soft space beside her with her palm, and her breath gradually became heavy. She drank a lot of whiskey today, and her mind was a little dizzy, and she remembered the past in a daze.

For one thousand and ninety-six days, she was never in her dreams.

Sometimes she misses her crazily, and even those memories that have caused her pain are extremely precious. The lilies on the bedside table shake gently, and there is an ambiguous and faint low hum in the room.

Hermione felt that she was sick now, but obviously, she couldn't be blamed for it, but the culprit who brought her into the sickness.

The slender white fingers gripped the wand with engraved patterns, the phalanges turned slightly white due to the exertion, a strange yet familiar feeling rose in her heart, the tails of Hermione's eyes were red, and there was always a tight string in her brain.

How much she wants to see her now...Any kind of her is fine...

"Annie..."

The wand slid to the floor and lay alone, until its owner finally held back.

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