"So, according to the prophecy, Harry and Voldemort will eventually kill each other, and only one person will survive?"
After learning the contents of the prophecy, Sirius looked at Dumbledore with eyes wide open in disbelief and said excitedly, "How could Harry defeat Voldemort? How could he do it?"
"You should trust Harry, Sirius," Dumbledore said calmly.
"Of course I believe Harry, but even... this matter is really..." Sirius took a deep breath, suppressed his irritable and complicated emotions, and asked, "Does Harry already know?"
"I've already told Harry that the boy is braver than you expected," Dumbledore said with relief.
"Harry has always been brave, just like James!" Sirius muttered, "Harry's character has become much more stable recently, but... you must have a way, right?"
"Don't worry, Sirius. Harry still has a great chance of defeating Voldemort." Dumbledore comforted him. "I will help Harry as much as possible, give him lessons, and teach him some things, but this part needs to be kept secret."
"But, I'm Harry's godfather, and I can help." Sirius said excitedly, "I can't..."
"Some things need to be kept secret. This is very important." Dumbledore looked into Sirius' eyes and said seriously, "Just like the content of the prophecy I told you, I hope you can keep it secret and never let Voldemort know."
"I will," Sirius promised.
"very good… "
At this moment, Dumbledore and Sirius both turned their heads to look at the fireplace where green flames were rising.
"Dumbledore, the Death Eaters have escaped."
Tonks said anxiously, coming out from the fireplace.
"The Death Eaters escaped?"
After hearing the bad news, Sirius frowned and asked, "How is it possible? The Ministry of Magic let those Death Eaters escape in less than an hour. Are they all idiots?"
Tonks was a little embarrassed because she was an Auror from the Ministry of Magic, and the group of Death Eaters who had just been captured had indeed escaped right under their noses.
"How did the Death Eaters escape?" Dumbledore asked. This sounded very unusual.
"The Dementors in Azkaban have staged a large-scale rebellion, and they are not going to continue working for the Ministry of Magic." Tonks said angrily, "The Ministry of Magic is in chaos now, and we had no choice but to imprison the Death Eaters in a hurry. As a result, they slipped away from the eyes of the wizards guarding the prison in a short while."
"The Dementors released those Death Eaters?" Sirius didn't think there were any Animagus among those Death Eaters who could transform into animals and escape from prison like he did.
"No, no one knows how those Death Eaters did it. The Ministry of Magic is organizing Aurors to search for the whereabouts of the Death Eaters, but there have been no results so far." Tonks said helplessly.
"It seems that they are well prepared."
Dumbledore vaguely guessed what method the Death Eaters used to escape from Azkaban.
"Cornelly Fudge hopes to discuss this matter with you. He is so anxious that he has lost his mind and doesn't know what to do." Tonks told Dumbledore why she came to see him. Because she was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, Fudge asked her to pass the message to Dumbledore.
"Perhaps I should go to the Ministry of Magic first." Dumbledore said calmly.
However, even if Fudge asked him for help now, Dumbledore currently had no good solution.
After Dumbledore used the Floo Network to rush to the Ministry of Magic, Sirius also hurriedly left Hogwarts and contacted Albert through the usual means, hoping to get the other party's help.
At the same time, when Dumbledore arrived at the Ministry of Magic via the Floo Network, the place was already in chaos.
In front of the Golden Fountain, reporters were surrounding Fudge, asking him soul-searching questions again and again.
The leader, Rita Skeeter, still enjoyed exposing Fudge's scars, showing the bloody wounds in front of everyone, making Fudge so angry that he trembled all over.
When they saw Dumbledore emerging from the flames, the reporters all handed the microphones to Dumbledore, hoping to interview this elderly man who was misunderstood by the entire wizarding world.
"Oh, sorry, I think I may have more important things to do right now." Dumbledore smiled, turned away the microphones handed over by the reporters, and walked towards Fudge.
"Mr. Minister, are you finally willing to believe what Dumbledore said?"
Rita Skeeter asked sharply, "What made you change your mind now? Is the news that the mysterious man has returned true?"
"Yes, he is back, the You-Know-Who is back." Fudge said tiredly under Dumbledore's gaze, "The situation is a mess right now, I need to hurry up..."
"Mr. Minister, do you plan to resign?"
"The Ministry must act quickly."
Fudge did not mention anything about resigning. He reached out to brush away the reporters who were as annoying as flies, and walked towards the minister's office with Dumbledore.
"There is no doubt that our Minister does not seem to realize the mistakes he has made, let alone the intention to resign." Rita Skeeter said to her microphone, "Now everyone is very worried about whether Fudge can assume the responsibilities of the Minister of Magic at the critical moment, instead of denying, evading and suppressing as before. As we all know, Lucius Malfoy, one of the Death Eaters involved in tonight's action, happens to be a good friend of Fudge. We have to doubt..."
Rita Skeeter's words successfully misled the reporters.
She knew very well that Cornelius Fudge would never be able to continue as Minister for Magic anyway.
"What on earth is going on?"
Fudge asked in a panic as soon as he closed the office door.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, Fudge knew that the person most likely to help him clean up the mess and keep his position as Minister of Magic was Dumbledore.
At this moment, Fudge seemed to have completely forgotten what he had done in the past year and still shamelessly asked Dumbledore for help.
In fact, he had done so more than once in the early days of his tenure as Minister of Magic, and it had worked quite well.
"There is no doubt that Voldemort has returned, and you have wasted a whole year."
"You are accusing me..." When Fudge heard the word Voldemort, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he growled in a low voice, "Can't you just not mention that name?"
Dumbledore knew exactly what Fudge wanted to do with him, and said in a cold tone, "It's too late. As far as I know, Voldemort has already won over the werewolves and giants, and the Dementors, just as I expected, eventually joined Voldemort."
Fudge's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
However, Dumbledore only glanced at the panicked Fudge and continued, "Once the news of Voldemort's resurrection spreads, many wizards in Knockturn Alley will be willing to follow him."
"Oh my God!" Fudge couldn't imagine what would happen next.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the minister's office.
Scrimgeour pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced at Dumbledore before saying to Fudge, "Minister, we have found out how those Death Eaters escaped."
"How did they do it?" Fudge asked quickly.
"The Portkey. Although the truth is shocking, they did use the Portkey." Scrimgeour briefly described the Aurors' latest achievements. "The Aurors have tracked them, but they certainly did not find the Death Eaters who escaped."
"Oh, I see." Dumbledore said suddenly.
"Do you know what's going on?" Scrimgeour asked, raising his eyebrows. It was such a shame to let the Death Eaters slip away right under his nose. He had even forgotten how many times the Aurors had become the laughing stock of the wizarding world.
"Last summer, Harry escaped from under the noses of Voldemort and the Death Eaters by using the portkey. I think the Death Eaters must have prepared the portkey in advance." Dumbledore explained. To be honest, he was not surprised at all that the Death Eaters escaped from prison. Even if they didn't do that, Voldemort would probably let them out.
"The Aurors are heading to their home to search, but there's little hope." Scrimgeour glanced at Dumbledore and suggested, "If you want to find the hiding place of those Death Eaters, I suggest asking Albert Anderson for help."
"Albert Anderson?" Fudge asked in confusion, "What do you want to do with him?"
"It is said that Albert Anderson is the best fortune teller in the whole of Britain. He should be able to easily help us find the location of the Death Eaters." Scrimgeour explained.
"I'm afraid that's difficult." Dumbledore said suddenly.
"What?" Scrimgeour and Fudge looked suddenly at Dumbledore.
"Mr. Anderson is not in Hogwarts. No one knows where he has gone since the last incident." Dumbledore reminded: "If he doesn't want you to find him, it will undoubtedly be more difficult to find him than to find Voldemort. And I don't think you can convince him to help you with divination. Even if he is willing to help, he will offer a price that you cannot accept."
"About how much?" Scrimgeour asked, frowning.
"About 10,000 Galleons, maybe a little more," Dumbledore guessed.
"How much?" Fudge's eyes widened.
"Ten thousand Galleons," Scrimgeour reminded. "We can use it as a reward for information. If we can catch the Death Eaters who escaped from prison, this price will be very cheap."
"Don't be silly. One thousand Galleons is possible, but ten thousand Galleons? The Ministry of Magic simply can't afford that reward." Fudge shook his head. "Especially with so many wanted posters for Death Eaters, you should know very well that the Ministry of Magic simply can't afford that huge reward."
Scrimgeour was suddenly silent.
"Maybe… "
"The Ministry of Magic has defaulted on Black's bounty," Dumbledore interrupted. Although he knew that Fudge had used the Time-Turner to offset the bounty, Fudge had undoubtedly completely forgotten about it.
Dumbledore mentioned this matter simply to make them give up. He knew very well what the consequences would be if the Ministry of Magic tried to use "carelessness" to kidnap Anderson.
Although Albert has a good temper, it doesn't mean he won't get angry.
Dumbledore knew very well how terrible those people who don't get angry easily can be when they are really angry. Sometimes they won't even give you any room for explanation.
The Aurors and Umbridge had given little more than a minor warning.
After making sure that he would not get the desired result, Scrimgeour left quickly. He still had many things to do. After the Dementors left Azkaban, the ancient wizard prison fell into complete chaos. If they were not suppressed, the prisoners would definitely escape, and the entire wizarding world would eventually fall into chaos.
"Why is Harry Potter here tonight?" Fudge once again asked the question in his heart, "The Hall of Prophecy is in a mess. What on earth did you do in there?"
"Oh, Voldemort asked his Death Eaters to break into the Department of Mysteries and steal a prophecy ball about Harry and Voldemort, the one that was predicted more than ten years ago." Dumbledore did not intend to hide the matter of the prophecy ball.
I guess this matter can't be concealed, and Fudge must be given an explanation.
"What does the You-Know-Who want to do with the prophecy?" Fudge's eyes widened, unable to understand what Voldemort was doing.
"Perhaps, Voldemort wanted to find a way to kill Harry from the prophecy." Dumbledore said softly, "In fact, Voldemort has been planning for half a year. If you pay attention, you will find many related signs, such as Sturgis Podmore, Arthur Weasley being bitten by a poisonous snake, and Broderick Bode's death was not an accident, but a premeditated murder. I think Voldemort should have found the right way to break into the Department of Mysteries with the help of August Rookwood."
"Did he succeed?" Fudge couldn't help asking.
"No, he failed. After Harry got the prophecy, he realized that Voldemort's target was the prophecy, so he destroyed it directly." Dumbledore said with relief, "Harry once again stopped Voldemort's conspiracy."
"So, he is really the savior." Fudge asked in disbelief. He didn't believe in the so-called savior from the beginning to the end.
"I don't think Harry would like this title."
"Can he really defeat the You-Know-Who?" Fudge thought this was ridiculous, but he also realized that Harry Potter might indeed be the legendary savior.
Of course, it doesn’t matter if Harry is not the savior, as long as everyone believes that Harry is the savior.
In Harry, Fudge saw a chance to keep his job.
“I hope he can do that.”
"Dumbledore, can you arrange a meeting between me and Harry?" Fudge said expectantly, "I plan to..."
"That's impossible, Cornelius." Dumbledore shook his head. "After what you did last year, there's no way Harry would stand up for you."
"If you had listened carefully earlier, you would have seen how much Harry hated the Ministry of Magic. He had even planned to have Dolores Umbridge thrown into Azkaban for the rest of her life."
"Oh my God, this..." Fudge stuttered, he was stunned by the news, "But, this..."
"I have advised you before, but it is too late now." Dumbledore stood up from his chair. "By the way, you have to let Dolores Umbridge leave Hogwarts, and let the Aurors stop investigating my Care of Magical Creatures teacher and let him return to work."
"Is there really no other way?" Fudge asked unwillingly.
"If you do something wrong, you need to take responsibility." Dumbledore reminded before leaving, "Don't try to escape, it will only bring you more trouble."