After the news of ten Death Eaters' collective escape from Azkaban spread through the Daily Prophet, the entire British wizarding community was in an uproar.
To wizards in the wizarding world, the Death Eaters are almost as feared as Voldemort.
Back then, under Voldemort's reign of terror, the Death Eaters committed countless unforgivable crimes. They were the most vicious dark wizards.
When the Daily Prophet's report on the Azkaban prison break came out, it caused dissatisfaction among many people because the newspaper concealed how the Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban, and the front page was full of nonsense.
For this reason, many wizards sent "cordial" letters of greeting to the editor of the Daily Prophet in order to vent their inner anxiety, but many more people instinctively ignored the truth behind this prison break.
This was undoubtedly a major shock to the Hogwarts students who had listened to Wizard Watch on Christmas Eve. Wizard Watch did not lie or deceive them from the beginning, but told them the truth calmly, but the truth was too cruel.
Many wizards were eager to listen to more useful news from the radio station, and began to try to find out how to subscribe to the Defense Express magazine.
However, the new issue of "Defense Express" has not yet gone on sale, as if some major news is quietly brewing.
The prison break was like a depth charge dropped into the wizarding world, causing unrest in the wizarding world. However, these disturbances did not affect Albert at all, and he still spent the last few days of Christmas vacation with his girlfriend.
"Did you write this article?"
Yin Zebel put down the latest issue of "Defense Express" in his hand and looked at Albert with a strange expression.
The recently released "Defence Express" contains not only an interview with Harry Potter, but also an analysis of a series of strange behaviors of Minister of Magic Fudge.
The reason why Yin Zebel's article is related to Albert is that many of the views in this article are similar to many of the things Albert said after the prison break in Azkaban, which really makes people make related associations.
"That article was written by Rita Skeeter. That woman is really talented in this area. She always catches the reader's attention."
Albert scooped up the steaming wonton and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully. The wonton made with sea fish bone soup and sea fish meat was quite delicious.
"Would you like some?" Albert smiled and put the spoon into the girl's mouth.
"I dare say Fudge will hate this weekly magazine. It almost put him in the spotlight." Yin Zebel opened his mouth and took the spoon handed by Albert, sharing this bowl of food from the Far East. "I feel like if I keep eating like this, I'm going to become a fat man."
Although she has been exercising seriously, she still needs to control her diet as much as possible to avoid causing greater harm to her body.
"Just control your food intake and exercise." Albert stretched out his hand and pinched it, saying, "It's not good to be too thin."
"You say one thing and you mean another."
Yin Zebel raised his hand and poked Albert. He was sure that Albert liked beautiful girls.
After they finished eating, they went back to rest.
The Defense Express was casually opened and overturned on the table, and it happened to be a report about Fudge.
While Albert was holding his girlfriend back to rest, Cornelius Fudge was not in a good situation, especially after the publication of the "Secrets Behind the Lies" in the "Defense Express", he was completely at a loss.
There was no way, Albert's stab was too fatal.
When people were dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic's concealment of the truth about the Death Eaters' prison escape, the appearance of this article directly led most people to question Fudge's actions.
Although they were equally unwilling to believe the cruel truth that Voldemort had returned, the news of the Death Eaters' jailbreak was like a slap in their faces. It might not wake up those who were pretending to be asleep, but it could give them a wake-up call.
On the day that Fudge took over the "Defence Express" from Percy, he smashed the office in a rage and, despite opposition from within the Ministry of Magic, directly issued a warrant for the arrest of Sirius Black.
If the Azkaban prison breakout had not just happened, a large number of Aurors might have been mobilized to arrest Sirius Black for disturbing public order. However, there was no evidence to prove that Sirius was involved in this incident, and he stayed at 12 Grimmauld Place most of the time. Even if Fudge wanted to put Sirius in Azkaban prison, there was no good way.
"Defence Express" became a hot topic, not only among the students of Hogwarts, but also among the entire British wizarding community.
Fudge once tried to stop it from spreading in the wizarding world, but to little avail, as people always found ways to read the two articles above.
Suddenly, voices began to emerge in the wizarding world calling for Fudge to step down, and several people, led by Lucius Malfoy, became targets of suspicion and vigilance.
Those two articles cleverly created the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
"What the hell are you doing?" Amelia Bones looked at the wanted criminal in front of her, "And you shouldn't be here."
"Don't worry, no one will guess who I am," Sirius shrugged and said, "It won't cause you any trouble. Besides, that was Fudge's slander. I'm not a wanted criminal, and the Ministry of Magic has no evidence to prove that the Defense Express has anything to do with me. I can't be considered guilty just because I bought a copy of the Defense Express."
"Tell me what you want from me. You know I'm very busy." Amelia Bones glanced at the Defense Express in front of her, picked it up and flipped through it. Although she had heard of this magazine, she had not read its contents.
"You should have noticed the Azkaban escape as well." Sirius said calmly, "Do you still think Dumbledore is lying?"
"So, you're here to laugh at me?" Amelia Bones raised her eyebrows. "By the way, I never thought Dumbledore was lying."
"No, I just want to remind you that it's only a matter of time before that idiot Fudge steps down." Sirius took a sip of the black tea in his cup and said slowly, "And you've been put on that man's death blacklist. There are only two people who haven't died yet, and you're obviously not on it."
"You want to tell me I'm dying?" Amelia Bones put down the magazine.
"Yes, that's right. According to the prophecy, you won't survive this summer."
Amelia Bones fell into a brief silence.
"I won't run away."
"I can understand your decision. This is just a well-intentioned advice, but you can't change anything." Sirius sighed and said, "You are not them. You are too weak, so you are destined to be unable to win, resist, or escape."
"Them?" Amelia Bones asked.
"Dumbledore, and... you know him." Sirius shrugged, "He doesn't like others to know..."
"Albert Anderson?" Amelia Bones guessed who it was.
"Don't trust the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic has been infiltrated like a sieve." Sirius changed the subject and said, "Also, you'd better change your residence, preferably a residence with the Fidelius Charm, unless you want to die at home in the middle of the night. Don't think that your defense against the dark arts is good. If he finds you, you will die."
Before leaving, Sirius reminded him, "If you want to avenge Edgar, you should cherish your life more. If you have thought it through, you can talk to Dumbledore."
With that, Sirius left, leaving behind a photo cut out of a newspaper.
Amelia Bones became even more silent, her eyes falling on the most recent photo. She put away the Defense Express and the photo, paid and left.
"You couldn't convince her?"
Tonks watched Amelia Bones's retreating back, her eyes settling on the young man in front of her.
"It was impossible to succeed from the beginning." Sirius looked at the man's back as he left and said calmly, "Amelia Bones is a very opinionated person and will not change her decision because of what we said."
There was one thing Sirius didn't say: What Amelia Bones did was none of his business.
He was able to remind the other party twice, and doing this was already worthy of the friendship he had fought with Edgar.
"No wonder he always says that the results of prophecies are difficult to change." Sirius sighed silently in his heart, stood up and left with Tonks.
"She really..."
In Hall 12 of Grimmauld Place, Kingslai couldn't help but sigh as he listened to Sirius' words. He didn't say much on the matter. The meeting of the Order of the Phoenix was still going on, and they were still dealing with the follow-up of the Death Eaters' prison break.
"They are trying to find the master of prophecy. Do you know who I'm talking about?" Snape glanced at the parchment in his hand and reminded.
"Don't worry about this. Unless Anderson wants to, no one can find him." Sirius looked at Snape with contempt: "You have taught him for seven years, but you don't know him as well as I do."
Sirius' confidence in Albert came from the dueling competition a while ago. That guy arranged the Death Eaters clearly and asked him to complete the revenge on Peter Pettigrew.
Snape ignored Sirius's contemptuous look and continued, "The death of Broderick Bode was caused by the Death Eaters. Bode is recovering, and they are afraid that Bode will reveal the news after he recovers, so they sent him a basin of Devil's Snare. Another thing, they are considering whether to use the Imperius Curse to control Fudge."
"They also need to control Fudge. People who don't know would think Fudge is in cahoots with them." Tonks' tone was full of sarcasm. She was a loyal supporter of the article "The Secret Behind the Lies". Fudge, who was able to hold a high position and become a minister, could definitely not be a fool.
"Because of your Defense Bulletin." Snape glanced at Sirius.
"Don't worry about that for now. Even if Fudge is controlled, the situation will be worse." Mad-Eye interrupted, "Any other information?"
"The Dark Lord seems to have received some information from August Rookwood, who was once a silent man in the Department of Mysteries. I don't know what it is, but they seem to have some plan." Snape waved his wand to make the parchment in his hand disappear. "There is another thing. Dumbledore wants me to teach Potter the brain block technique to prevent his mind from being invaded by outsiders."
"You taught him?" Sirius said with disgust, "I thought Dumbledore would ask Anderson."
"Anderson refused." Snape curled his lips and said, "I heard that he thought Potter couldn't learn the brain block technique, so he refused directly."
"Are you sure you didn't say that?" Sirius stared at Snape.
"Well, if there's nothing else, I need to talk to Potter about this." Snape didn't bother to pay attention to Sirius.
Shortly after the meeting was disbanded, Snape saw the boy he hated.
"The Headmaster sent me to inform you, Potter, that he wants you to learn Occlumency this term."
"Who will teach me?" Harry asked happily, "Anderson?"
"Personally," Snape said, raising his eyebrows, "Anderson was disgusted by your inability to learn, so he refused to teach you."
"When Dumbledore said to find someone to teach me, I was referring to you." Harry's face suddenly darkened.
"I can assure you that I did not volunteer for this, because it is not a pleasant task," Snape continued. "It is a private tutorial once a week. You cannot tell anyone, especially Dolores Umbridge. The time is Monday evening at six o'clock in my office. If anyone asks, just say it is a Potions tutorial."
"Of course, if you're unhappy with this, I suggest you go to the principal."
After saying that, Snape strode away.
"What a nightmare," Harry muttered. "I bet Dumbledore made the wrong decision."
"If Snape dares to bully you, tell me." Sirius was annoyed. If he was good at brain blocking, Harry wouldn't have to look for Snotlout.
"No, I can handle it." Harry changed the subject, "How are we going to get to Hogwarts tomorrow? Should we use the Floo Network?"
"We've booked a ride on the Knight Bus, which will take us right to the doorstep of Hogwarts."
"That's not a very pleasant thing to ride in," Harry muttered.
"I know, but we have no better choice. It's not safe to take the train, and the Ministry of Magic won't allow us to place people on the train." Sirius explained, "The Floo Network may also be tampered with, and Fudge will never allow this."
When Harry was about to go back and tell Ron and Hermione about learning Occlumency from Snape, he heard Fred and George talking to Bill about the prices of shops in Diagon Alley at the stairs.
“He thought that price was too low.”
"Don't worry, we can still continue to talk to him. There's no need to rush this matter. The diagonal lines will be particularly deteriorating, and it's better to find a few more stores." George stuffed a small bag of Galleons into Bill's hand. Under Bill's surprised eyes, he smiled and said, "Albert always said that Galleons can double people's efficiency. We don't have time to do this, so we can only trouble you to take care of it."
"Is that his motto?" Bill said with a smile.
“Are you planning to open a store?”
"Yes, we are looking for a store. We have a feeling that things will be... intense when we return to school after the holidays." Fred and George both smiled meaningfully. "Harry, you'd better be prepared too."
"You mean the toad will ..."
"Toads can bite people, too."
"What are you talking about? You don't need so much money." Bill was about to return the purse to George.
"You should do as much work as you are paid for. Don't be lazy, Bill." George patted Bill on the shoulder.