"It seems that I am lucky enough not to die at the hands of those scums!"
After Truman opened his eyes and woke up, he covered his aching head with his hands. He turned his head to see Cedric sitting next to him flipping through the "Self-Defense Guide". He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that his life was saved.
"Albert thought you might be in danger, so he asked us to rescue you." Cedric put down the book and asked Truman with a smile, "How do you feel now?"
"No, the Cruciatus Curse is not good." Truman looked around and asked curiously, "Where is this place?"
"The Defense Association's temporary medical room." Cedric said without hesitation.
"What happened to those scum?" Truman turned over and tried to sit up in bed, but ended up grimacing in pain all over.
"The Ministry of Magic has arrested him. It's hard to say whether he will be sentenced to death. Anyway, he will definitely spend his whole life in prison for using the Unforgivable Curse." Cedric picked up the knife on the table to peel the apple, and then cut it into small pieces and put them on the plate. He took a piece and took a bite, then pushed the plate in front of Truman and asked, "What are your plans next? Anyway, I suggest you disappear from the world first."
"Resign?"
Truman understood what Cedric meant.
This is indeed the best choice.
After all, he had been targeted by the Death Eaters. If he didn't hide now, the Death Eaters would probably come again, and he might not be so lucky next time.
"What about you? What are your plans for the future?" Truman asked.
A while ago, Cedric gave up his promising job at the Ministry of Magic and went into hiding because of the Death Eaters.
"Albert said that after the wizard war is over, I can continue to work in the Ministry of Magic. The Minister at that time should be... Kingsley from the Order of the Phoenix. With this relationship, it will be much easier to get promoted in the future." Cedric picked up another apple and continued, "You can also consider returning to the Ministry of Magic to continue your service in the future."
"Forget it. The resistance from Muggle wizards is great. It will probably be difficult to get a good position." Truman shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Albert seems to be planning to build a large greenhouse. I will help him take care of the plants in the greenhouse when the time comes!"
"Oh, I know about this. Albert also asked me to seek Professor Sprout as a consultant." Cedric took out a simple map from the pocket of his robe. On it was a rough plan of the village.
"He always arranges everything clearly, but I don't know when this damn war will end!" Truman took the map and took a look at it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"It should be in the last two years. The Second Wizarding War will be over soon anyway, and we just need to be patient." Cedric believed Albert's prediction.
"I'm actually more curious about why those scum want to arrest me, just because I'm Albert's friend, just because I attended that wedding?" Truman grimaced in pain, the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse still lingering on him.
"Because the You-Know-Who is anxious, or the Death Eaters are anxious, so in order to achieve the final victory, they resorted to such despicable tactics at all costs!"
Kenneth appeared outside the door, looked at the two people talking in the room and said, "And you happen to be a Muggle wizard, the best target, so they chose to start with you in order to control the adverse effects within a certain range."
"What about the others?" Truman asked again, "Are they also targeted by the Death Eaters?"
"It's okay for now. The Death Eaters probably don't dare to act rashly. They are probably afraid of falling into a trap again." Cedric shrugged and said, "This time, the Ministry of Magic has captured a large number of dark wizards. I guess they've been hurt."
"It's normal. Even if the mysterious man has a lot of minions, they can't afford such waste. Moreover, many of those who are willing to join just want to fish in troubled waters to gain some benefits for themselves. No one is willing to..." Kenneth was interrupted by Truman before he finished his words.
"No, they are willing to do so. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a group of people to catch them." Truman said sadly, "It's not just me this time. Don't forget that it was the same with Cedric that time."
"As long as there is enough interest, there will always be people who will take chances."
"I think Albert should spend some time to beat them up, so that the Death Eaters won't try to torment us all day long." Truman took the last apple on the plate and devoured it in big bites. "We must teach those scum a lesson, so that they won't cause trouble all day long."
"Work with the Ministry of Magic to lure out the Death Eaters and deal with them?" Kenneth withdrew his hand from the plate and asked with a smile, "How high do you think the possibility is?"
"If you want to eat it, peel it yourself!"
Cedric said, pointing to the knife on the table.
"What do you think?"
"It's useless. The You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters became so radical because Albert and the Ministry of Magic made things so miserable for them. That forced those guys to do everything they could to kill Albert."
"What kind of nonsense is this!" Truman couldn't help but complain.
"Even Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix has had its members killed by Death Eaters more than once." Lee Jordan walked in from outside, handed a bottle of potion to Truman and said, "It's just been prepared. It can reduce the pain of the Cruciatus Curse. In two days, you will be able to jump around again."
After Truman took it, he drank the terrible-tasting potion in one gulp and asked, "So, we can only hide here now."
"Albert thinks something big might happen next, so we shouldn't run around randomly, lest we get caught up and lose our lives for no reason." Lee Jordan reminded.
"What's the big deal?"
"I don't know, but something must have happened." Lee Jordan shook his head. "It's good enough that Albert can reveal some information to us. In the past, he was unwilling to explain it to others."
Everyone looked at each other, thinking that there might really be a reason.
"Originally, the Order of the Phoenix was in front to attract the Death Eaters' firepower. Could it be that because Albert's hatred was too high, that's why..."
Cedric stared at the changes in Lee Jordan's expression, as if he wanted to see something else on the other's face.
"Don't look at me like that. I don't know much either." Lee Jordan spread his hands helplessly. "However, there will definitely be a big action next. Albert seems to be preparing to give the You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters a hard blow."
"So, that's why he asked us to hide?" Truman was very interested in what Lee Jordan said.
"It should be said that he just doesn't want us to get into trouble. Haven't you noticed that no one in the Defense Association has gotten into trouble so far?" Lee Jordan reminded, "He has been trying his best to protect everyone's safety."
"This..." Everyone felt that it made some sense.
"In general, you still have to improve your skills. At least you have to be able to escape calmly when you encounter an ambush, so you should train hard recently."
"That's why Albert always emphasizes that we should protect our own lives first." Lee Jordan picked up an apple and took a bite. "Well, let's take Truman's case as an example."
"If you had jumped out of the window to escape, you would have had some chance of success. Although there are still a few dark wizards outside, if you could retreat on a broom, you could have escaped from the sky."
"I didn't have a broom, and my mind was completely blank at the time. I thought I would Apparate after they left, but they used a spell to completely seal the entire house, making it impossible for me to Apparate." Truman didn't think his original judgment was wrong.
"In fact, we can use a portkey and make one now. Although it is illegal to do so, I think it is necessary to use a portkey to retreat when necessary." Cedric reminded: "I think we should let Albert take the time to teach us how to make a portkey."
"Well, you don't need to worry about that. Albert is already developing similar magic props. It just takes some time, and the Ministry of Magic will definitely not allow others to use the portkeys recklessly." Lee Jordan shrugged helplessly and said, "The Ministry of Magic has very strict management of portkeys. If you are caught, you will probably be fined heavily."
"He's thought of everything." Kenneth complained, "By the way, he hasn't come to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts for several days. Do you know when he'll come to teach us next time?"
"Once you have learned everything Albert taught us last time, he will come over to continue teaching us. Otherwise, if you haven't learned what he taught, it will be easy to fall behind the teaching progress. There is no point in teaching too much." Lee Jordan looked around at the people present and said earnestly, "So you should practice hard."