Is it wishful thinking
Scrimgeour didn't think the situation was that bad, otherwise, given his personality, how could he bring his wife to attend the Wesley family's wedding.
He knew that Anderson had secretly hidden his family and the McDougals before the mysterious man returned, successfully avoiding the revenge of the mysterious man and the Death Eaters.
"I think you wouldn't mind helping out later!"
Scrimgeour turned his head to look at Fred who was leading the guests in and said, "I remember that you had a good relationship with the Weiss family."
"You really are becoming more and more like the Minister of Magic."
Albert looked at Scrimgeour and felt that the position of Minister of Magic was a test for a man. In just one year, Scrimgeour had become a qualified politician.
Hagrid and Madame Maxime, who were sitting nearby, were completely confused. What did you mean by "you're becoming more and more like the Minister of Magic?"
Isn't he the Minister of Magic
Moreover, they found that Albert seemed to be very familiar with the guy who was suspected to be the minister.
"Don't worry, that guy won't come." Albert said what Scrimgeour wanted to hear most. "Besides, haven't you made arrangements?"
"I'd rather get some advice from you," Scrimgeour said. That was one of the reasons he was sitting there.
"Well, you have to hurry up."
"It seems that you think I will fail." Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I hope you can succeed, because it will save you a lot of trouble."
"You're still as annoying as ever."
Scrimgeour looked at Albert deeply, clenched his hanging hands, took a deep breath, stood up and left. He certainly understood what Albert meant. The other party was not very optimistic about his plan and thought he would fail, but he obviously supported him to do it.
"Can't you say something that people can understand?" Hagrid finally couldn't help but complain.
"Who was that just now?" Madame Maxime asked curiously.
She was not surprised that Albert knew the Minister of Magic, but his familiar tone just now made it seem like he was chatting with an old friend.
"Britain's Minister of Magic."
"Rufus Scrimgeour!" Hagrid couldn't help but exclaimed, but he soon found that his voice had disappeared out of thin air.
"Shh!"
Albert made a shushing gesture at Hagrid.
"That guy deliberately disguised himself as someone else, obviously not wanting anyone to know he was here. So now you know why I don't speak human language!"
Yin Zebel couldn't help laughing.
Hagrid was stunned for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at his throat, signaling Albert to remove the magic from him.
"What's wrong with you Hagrid."
Harry came over here without knowing when, and Ron and Hermione followed him.
"Hagrid, what's wrong with you?"
Ron asked in confusion, looking at Hagrid who was gesturing at Albert.
"When did you cast a spell on me?"
When Hagrid found that he could speak normally, he glared at Albert in dissatisfaction.
"Hagrid, think before you speak or act. The wizarding world today is not as tolerant of you as our friends." Albert ignored Hagrid's gaze and said to Harry, Hermione and Ron, "I don't think you want Hagrid to get into any big trouble, do you?"
"What's the big trouble?" Hermione asked nervously.
Not only her, but Harry and Ron also had a bad feeling.
"As a remnant from Dumbledore's era, you are no longer suitable to stay in the current Hogwarts. I suggest that you disappear for a while." Albert suggested.
"What remnants?" Hagrid was completely stunned.
"It means that as Dumbledore's man." Albert turned his head to look at Madame Maxime and said calmly, "If you continue to stay in Hogwarts, you will get yourself into big trouble sooner or later. When the Death Eaters take the time to deal with you, you really won't be able to escape. I don't need to tell you what will happen to you."
Albert also hopes that Madame Maxime can help persuade Hagrid.
"Besides, you would definitely like to stay at Hogwarts School where Snape is the headmaster."
"Hagrid, I think you should listen to Albert's advice," Harry said to Hagrid, "If Albert hadn't predicted something big, he certainly wouldn't be telling you this at this time."
"But what about Grawp?" Hagrid worried about his brother.
"Glop is not a child. He can definitely take care of himself. You can't take care of him forever." Madame Maxime turned her head to look at Albert and asked, "What did you predict?"
"Hagrid will be imprisoned in Azkaban prison, with Dementors as his companions." Albert looked at Hagrid, who couldn't help but shiver, and said calmly, "Some Dementors will be reactivated by the Death Eaters and continue to return to that prison to torture those poor Muggle wizards."
Yes, in Albert's prophecy, Hagrid did not escape. He was imprisoned in Azkaban prison, and the situation did not look good.
Hagrid was stunned after hearing this. He was indeed frightened by Albert's words.
no way.
Azkaban left Hagrid with only a bad impression.
"Don't expect the Death Eaters to manage Azkaban like the Ministry of Magic did before. It will become hell in the future." Albert said a bunch of horrifying words calmly: "Maybe half a year, maybe a year, maybe longer, or even stay there forever with many Muggle wizards."
“Don’t take any chances.”
"Think about what happened to Professor Bubbage, Hagrid. If Professor Bubbage had followed Albert's advice from the beginning, he wouldn't have died."
As Hagrid's friend, Ron didn't want anything to happen to Hagrid.
Ever since Professor Bubaji died so tragically, everyone else realized that they had to listen to Albert's advice to some extent.
"I thought you would try to persuade him again."
Yin Zebel held Albert's hand, and she suddenly realized that her husband did not come just to attend the wedding. She also knew that Albert really hoped that something would happen to his friend, so he took advantage of the fact that Hagrid's other friends were here, hoping that they could help persuade Hagrid.
“Sometimes it’s just like that, just do the best you can.”
Albert sometimes regrets using the prophecy, but since he has the ability to predict the future, he still can't help but use it.
"Like Scrimgeour said, everyone has their own ideas. You can't expect others to do what you want."
Albert seemed to sense something and turned his head to look in a certain direction. He saw a beautiful silver-haired girl staring at him.
"The wedding is about to begin." Yin Zebel said softly.
"Well, I wish them good luck!" Albert retracted his gaze and looked towards the entrance.
Mr. Delacour and Fleur were walking down the aisle, and the eyes of the wizards present were instantly attracted to today's heroine.
At this moment, everyone paled in front of Furong.
“She’s really beautiful.”
Yin Zebel rested his head gently on Albert's shoulder.
"Yeah, very beautiful. But don't worry too much." Albert looked at Yin Zebeier who was a little envious and whispered, "What attracts me to you is always your wisdom and the beauty of your soul. After all, you are the wife I will spend my whole life with."
The most important thing is to live a comfortable life.
"Unfortunately, their luck was not very good."
Yin Zebel looked at Furong and Bill who were standing in front of the short wizard and performing the ring exchange ceremony, and felt from the bottom of his heart that they were very unlucky.
Also being targeted by the mysterious man and the Death Eaters, his wedding went smoothly, but this place would most likely become a battlefield next.
No, it is not possible, but it will inevitably become a battlefield.
"Don't worry, give them the gifts when the time comes. I believe Bill and Fleur will not have too bad luck." Albert seemed to have heard something. He turned his head to look at Hagrid, who was so moved by the wedding that he took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears like a trumpet. He also saw Hermione, whose face was also full of tears, and turned to look at Yin Zebel.
"What's wrong?"
"I thought you were as moved to tears as they were."
Yin Zebel rolled his eyes at Albert, then joined everyone in clapping and sending his blessings to the young couple.