At this moment, at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Sirius had just walked out of the broadcasting studio and was immediately surrounded by people.
“That broadcast just now was really cool.”
Fred and George were generous with their praise. "If Fudge and Toad heard the broadcast tonight, they would be so angry that they would vomit blood."
"I don't know if they will be so angry that they will vomit blood, but I know that Fudge will definitely try his best to put you in Azkaban prison." Kings came to remind him, "Sirius, don't run around recently. Because of the relationship between Defense Express and Wizard Watch, Fudge has wanted to offer a reward for you more than once."
"Isn't this better? It shows that Fudge is just an idiot who made stupid moves."
Harry now hated Cornelius Fudge, especially when he knew the consequences of the stupid things Fudge had done. His impression of the Minister of Magic, who was once quite kind, plummeted. Now he only saw the hypocritical face of a politician.
"There's no point in saying all this before Fudge is driven out of office." Kingsley sighed in his heart.
To this day, he is still reluctant to believe Albert's prediction because the future situation is too bad.
"Sirius, who do you think will be the new Minister?" Hermione was more concerned about this question, or rather, she was actually asking "Who will be the next Minister of Magic according to Albert's prophecy?"
Hermione felt that this matter was very important. Once Fudge stepped down and an unreliable Minister of Magic appeared and continued to oppose Dumbledore, then it would be really over.
As for the fact that Albert's prediction was wrong, Hermione had never thought about this problem, because even without using the crystal ball, Albert's predictions were very accurate, not to mention the results that had already been predicted.
"Scrimgeour."
Sirius walked into the hall to get some Butterbeer, his mouth feeling dry from the broadcast.
"Why not Amelia Bones?" Tonks followed the others back to the hall, picked up the butterbeer barrel and filled Lupin and Sirius' cups with butterbeer. "I think Amelia Bones is more likely to become the new minister. She is the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."
"I also hope it's Amelia Bones." Kingslai whispered. For some reason, his tone sounded a little lonely and helpless.
"Actually, no matter who the next one is, there's nothing we can do about it." George suddenly interrupted.
"Unless Fudge steps down immediately, the next Minister of Magic is bound to be an unlucky guy," Fred nodded in agreement.
"What did Anderson predict?"
Mad-Eye Moody, who had remained silent until now, suddenly asked. He did not believe in Albert's prediction as firmly as Sirius did. Instead, he would wait and see for the time being, but would also use it as a reference and speculation on the future.
Even a master of prediction cannot guarantee that every prediction will be 100% accurate.
"He said that the next Minister will inevitably become a victim of the Ministry's downfall." George shrugged and explained after noticing the looks from others, "We don't know the rest either. Albert didn't elaborate."
"Dumbledore didn't know about this?" Ron asked puzzled.
"Since we all know it, Dumbledore must know it too." Mad-Eye believed that Dumbledore must also know this part of the prophecy. He was actually more concerned about what the other party was going to do.
"If the Death Eaters' escape plan is true, should we take action to stop it..." Tonks cast a probing look at Kingsley, "The Ministry of Magic, or the Order of the Phoenix..."
"Harry, Ron, and you guys should go back and rest." Mrs. Weasley put her hands on her hips and looked at everyone, ready to send them away. She didn't want other children to hear what was going on, and she didn't like them to get involved.
"Mom, we're adults." Fred and George couldn't help but complain.
"I'm your mother."
Mrs. Weasley drove Harry and the others out of the hall, closed the wooden door, and did not forget to cast a disrupting spell on the door.
After doing all this, she signaled everyone to continue.
Outside, Fred and George took out their retractable ears and tried to eavesdrop on the conversation inside, but they soon discovered that a spell had been cast on the door, so they could only return to their room in annoyance.
"You're useless, Tonks. Fudge has become very extreme now. Even if you tell him about the prison break, he probably won't believe it. He might even think you're Dumbledore's man and expel you..."
"That's what I am," Tonks muttered.
"We have no evidence that the Death Eaters are trying to help the prisoners of Azkaban escape." Mad-Eye shook his head.
Even under normal circumstances, the probability of success is low.
"... I know, but we still need to stay in the Ministry of Magic. Given the current situation, unless Scrimgeour is willing to take the risk of mobilizing Aurors to strengthen Azkaban's defenses, the chances of that happening are slim, because many wizards believe Azkaban is quite safe." Kingsley shook his head and said, "If Amelia Bones could take over, maybe she would follow Dumbledore's advice, but that's almost a fantasy."
"Didn't you notice? Why Amelia Bones didn't become Minister of Magic, but Scrimgeour took over the position of Minister of Magic." Tonks asked the question again.
However, what I got in return was silence.
Amelia Bones is probably dead!
Everyone is aware of this.
"Maybe, we should cooperate with Amelia Bones. Her brother was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and her family also died at the hands of Death Eaters. Maybe..." Lupin looked at Sirius, asking him what the situation was.
"I have reminded her before, but Amelia Bones is skeptical, and trying to convince her on some points... is difficult." Sirius sighed. He actually agreed that Bones should be the new minister. At least by then, even if the Ministry of Magic could not be united, it would not become a problem.
"Perhaps, after we break out of Azkaban, we can go talk to her. If she is unfortunately killed by Voldemort, it will be a devastating loss." Kingsley did not quite agree with letting Scrimgeour take the position. Although his boss was a very decisive Auror, the situation might not be optimistic if he became the minister.
Not all wizards are suited to be ministers.
"That's not the question," Sirius shook his head.
"What's the meaning?"
"Albert believes that Amelia Bones is on Voldemort's kill list. Unless she hides, the Ministry of Magic can't protect her safety." Sirius explained, "I dare say that the Ministry of Magic must have been infiltrated by the Death Eaters. Even if Amelia Bones is protected by other Aurors, are you sure she won't be betrayed? Besides, I talked to her about this matter. With Amelia Bones's personality, I guess she won't hide."
"So, Amelia Bones is almost certain to die?" Tonks felt ridiculous.
"After the prison break is over, we will talk to Amelia Bones about her safety." Kingslai also had no confidence in convincing the other party.
In fact, if he were in Amelia Bones' position, he would not allow himself to hide.
"It's useless. Even if Amelia Bones really becomes the Minister, it won't change anything. The false peace that Fudge has painted is completely broken, and the credibility of the British Ministry of Magic will suffer a fatal blow. When Voldemort completely and seriously threatens everyone's life and safety, how much trust do you think everyone still has in the Ministry of Magic?" Sirius said this in a tone almost like chanting.
"Those are Albert's exact words."
Tonks and Kingsley looked at each other and fell into a brief silence. Although they were reluctant to admit it, this was the fact.
"Don't forget, Fudge is constantly throwing mud at Dumbledore and Harry. The Ministry of Magic is rotten to the core. That's why the next Minister will inevitably become a victim." Sirius was also not optimistic about the future of the Ministry of Magic.
"Dumbledore wouldn't allow this to happen," said Mrs. Weasley uneasily.
Yeah, Dumbledore wouldn't allow that to happen.
If that were the case, Albert Anderson's prediction would have been wrong.
But... If Albert Anderson's prediction comes true, does that mean...
"I think even Dumbledore can't change anything." Sirius was pessimistic about the future, which might be related to his frequent contact with Albert.
"If Dumbledore had agreed to Albert's plan in the beginning and forced Fudge to step down and push Amelia Bones to the position of minister, perhaps the situation would not have gotten completely out of control. But now it's probably too late." Based on Sirius' understanding of Albert, that guy was not actually a risk-taker.
Especially to bring Fudge down, once that proposal was made, it was probably the last chance.
"If there is a prison break in Azkaban soon, we will need to talk to Dumbledore." Mad-Eye took a sip from the flagon in his hand, turned around and walked out of the hall. "As for Amelia Bones, try to keep her safe. Once she is killed by Voldemort, it will be a huge loss to us and the entire wizarding world."
Sirius was skeptical about whether Amelia Bones could survive to become a minister. He remembered Albert's words: It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words.
Therefore, for those guys who could not be persuaded, Albert would just let them die, or even watch them die with his own eyes.
After this brief discussion, everyone said goodbye and left. Fred and George stopped Bill at the stairs.
"What's the matter?" Bill asked warily.
"We're planning to open a store," George said suddenly.
"Looking for a suitable shop in Diagon Alley," Fred added.
"We have our eyes on a store and hope you can go over and ask about the price for us." The Weiss twins said in unison.
"Where do you get the money?" Bill asked curiously.
"Albert gave us some start-up capital," Fred said. "If the price is not too high, we can buy that store, 93 Diagon Alley. If possible, we can buy or rent all the nearby stores."
"Because of the chaos caused by the Death Eaters and the You-Know-Who, I think the price will be pushed down to the lowest level ever." George said, "These are Albert's original words. Anyway, I'm asking for your help."
"This will cost a large sum of Galleons." Bill was somewhat impressed by the other party's wealth.
"I heard that he made a lot of money betting on himself to win the championship last time." George sneered, "Sirius also made a lot of money. If Dad was willing to bet a little last time, I think our family could have made a lot of money too."
Bill fell into a brief silence. He had actually heard of this before.
"Okay, no problem," Bill agreed.
"By the way, remember to keep it a secret from others," George said.
“Are you planning to open a store?”
Harry and the other two appeared out of nowhere.
"Yes," George said, "our products are selling well."
"This is all thanks to Toad," Fred said with emotion.
"According to Albert's prediction, next year will be the best-selling year." George said in a low voice, "So, we have to hurry up and prepare."
"If we didn't have to continue promoting our products, we wouldn't want to stay in school."
"If you dare to drop out of school, Mom will definitely skin you alive," Ron warned.
"The four of you are opening a shop?" Hermione asked curiously.
"However, this store is only temporary and will be split up again in the future." George nodded and said, "Albert has a complete plan. The most important thing now is to open the store."
"Ron, if you can't find a good job in the future, maybe you can work in the store." George smiled and joked, "Then we will offer you a good price."
"Get lost, you won't be able to find a job." Ron glared at Fred and George.
"Those two bastards are really going too far." Ron looked a little angry.
"I remember there was a career consultation this year." Hermione changed the subject, "Harry, have you ever thought about what kind of job you will do in the future?"
"Maybe... become an Auror fighting Dark wizards," Harry said hesitantly.
"Where's Ron?" Hermione looked at Ron and asked.
"I haven't decided yet." Ron said hesitantly, "If possible, becoming an Auror would be nice."
"Hermione, what about you?" Ron asked.
"I hope to join the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and help those poor house-elves." Hermione expressed her future plans.
"You haven't given up vomiting yet?" Ron looked a little strange.
"It's not vomiting, it's the House-Elf Rights Association," Hermione corrected impatiently.
"I thought Anderson would be able to successfully convince her to give up those unrealistic things." Ron said to Harry after Hermione left.
"Dobby was hired by Albert." Harry said suddenly.
"Anderson himself is a weirdo." Ron shrugged.
"That's what Dumbledore did," Harry reminded.
"Honestly, I doubt if Hermione is willing to pay for a house-elf," Ron muttered. "There are only a few people like Anderson in the entire wizarding world."