To be honest, when Snape became the new headmaster of Hogwarts and expelled dozens of Muggle-born students at once, it was enough to shock the entire British wizarding community and made the front-page news of major newspapers.
However, under the deliberate control of the Ministry of Magic, this incident did not cause any waves in the wizarding world, as if the whole incident had never happened.
The only relevant news came from the Ministry of Magic's announcement that one would have to prove one's wizarding ancestry to be admitted to school.
What exactly does that mean? Everyone who learned the news chose to pretend not to see it and pretend not to know about it.
Muggle-borns have no voice anyway.
If you can't go to school, you're not the one who's unlucky.
As for the Muggle-born students who had been expelled from Hogwarts, they were helpless after encountering such misfortune. Even if they wanted to protest to the Ministry of Magic, they would only fall into the trap and send themselves to Azkaban.
To put it bluntly.
Muggle-borns have been abandoned by the entire wizarding world.
Of course, everyone pretended to be completely unaware of the situation, so as not to appear too heartless.
Actually, it’s not their fault.
Under the current circumstances, wizards across Britain simply do not have the energy to pay attention to Muggle-borns, let alone the extra sympathy to help them, because most wizards are also in danger of falling into danger themselves.
However, there are always some discordant sounds in this world.
The Wizard Watch broadcast reported the incident truthfully, and told the general public in the British wizarding community the cruel truth that students at the Ministry of Magic had to prove their wizarding ancestry in order to be admitted to school: seventy or eighty Muggle-born students were expelled overnight.
Although people were unwilling to believe and admit many of the things reported on the Wizard Lookout broadcast, they also knew very well where to get the truth they wanted.
Even though the truth is often very cruel and harsh, and can easily pierce their fantasies, the truth is just like that.
Unless they themselves don't want to believe it, unless... You can't expect the broadcast from the Wizard Lookout to wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.
There were also many people who, because of the cruel truth described in the radio broadcast, chose to report the Wizard Watchtower to the Ministry of Magic, trying to shut up the chattering announcer on the radio.
However, the Ministry of Magic was powerless to do anything about it, as they were unable to break through the protection of the Fidelius Charm, directly destroy the hidden radio station, or prevent people from listening to the broadcast.
Most wizards are well aware that the current Ministry of Magic is no longer trustworthy. They are eager to know the truth and are unwilling to sink and die in ridiculous deception and lies.
Lee Jordan really didn't care at all about being on the Ministry of Magic's blacklist. Instead, he was more keen to share the truth with everyone every day.
In his words, people need the truth and should not be deceived by the hypocritical lies of the Death Eaters.
Yes.
Even if the truth is so cruel, it should not be buried.
Of course, a rescue operation for the Muggle-borns had quietly begun, but Lee Jordan had not mentioned it on the radio.
After all, there might really be Death Eaters or minions of the Ministry eavesdropping in secret, or some mentally ill person might report it to the Ministry of Magic, which would only add trouble to subsequent work.
"It's unbelievable. I didn't expect the Hogwarts Headmasters would be willing to come and help!"
Looking at the hotel being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, Lee Jordan couldn't help but sigh, "I'm curious about how Albert convinced them to help."
"I heard that it was Professor McGonagall who took the initiative to contact Albert."
Sana did know something. The professors at Hogwarts actually wanted to provide help to these Muggle-born students, but most of the time they were powerless. After all, they still needed to stay in Hogwarts, and there was very little they could do. But the appearance of Albert gave them hope.
"But, having said that, this place really has become the headquarters of the Defense Association."
Cedric was deeply moved by this. He remembered that Albert had told them that this was the headquarters of the Defense Association. He also told the location of this place to the dark wizards who had captured him.
"It turns out that Albert didn't lie from the beginning, or rather, he had already expected that and planned to do so."
"That guy rarely lies." Truman smiled and patted Cedric's shoulder. "Since I met him, I have never seen him lie."
"I dare say that there will be many dark wizards coming to monitor this place." Kenneth has already guessed what the situation will be like here in the future, and also guessed the purpose of Albert's doing so.
Effectively divert the Death Eaters' attention.
After all, the Death Eaters had always wanted to find the Defense Society's headquarters.
Now with this place as cover, the village will be safer.
"But is it really okay to repair it like this?" Qiu Zhang looked at the still dilapidated hotel and asked puzzledly, "It should be uninhabitable like this now."
Compared to where they settled, this place is like a refugee camp.
Yes, this is a refugee camp.
"They are here to escape disaster. How can you expect them to live comfortably? It would be great if they have a relatively safe place to stay temporarily."
Kenneth thought Cedric's girlfriend was so innocent and cute. He turned his head and asked Albert beside him.
"By the way, why didn't you choose this place as your headquarters? With a little renovation, this place will be more comfortable and safer than where we live now."
The place where they lived was not actually safe, because the Fidelius Curse could not cover the entire village.
"We need a headquarters to attract firepower, and this place is undoubtedly the best choice, so I chose this place." Albert lied with his eyes open, "Besides, the space here is bigger and freer, and there are enough floors to accommodate them, which is more suitable for those students who were temporarily expelled. So this is our headquarters, and that village is our temporary base."
"Reverse thinking?" Sana said suddenly.
"No, because no one would think of which village is more secretive." Albert shook his head and said, "It's safer if we don't know."
"Most of the holes have been blocked, and the repair here will be done soon." The Weiss twins followed several professors down from upstairs.
"Tomorrow, we will begin contacting those expelled students and bring over those who are willing to come." Professor McGonagall was surprised at Albert's ability to act. In just a few days, they completed the prototype of a simple shelter.
"Once we start transferring students, this place will most likely be targeted by the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters." Cedric reminded, "Don't forget, most of the students carry trace threads on them, and their location will be exposed once they use Apparition."
"It's expected." Albert reminded, "Professor, once you start transferring those students, it's best to complete it before the Ministry of Magic reacts."
"We will." Professor Flitwick nodded, "They will be handed over to you when the time comes."
"I'll ask Lupin to come and give them lectures when he's free, at least teach them about Defense Against the Dark Arts. Moody will also come over when he's free and find something for them to do." Albert left the access card to Professor McGonagall. After all, he couldn't stay here all day to guide them into the shelter.
"As for whether they are willing to stay, it is entirely voluntary. Don't force them."
"As long as they have a sense of crisis, they should stay together."
Professor Slughorn was not worried about this, he felt that Albert had seen things very clearly.
If they don't want to be helped, just leave them to fend for themselves.
"Has the food arrived?" inquired Professor Sprout.
"The first batch of food will be delivered soon, but it can only fill our stomachs. By then we can quietly find a few house-elves from the Hogwarts kitchen to help, and let them learn how to cook from the house-elves." Albert had already made a plan for them. As for whether they were willing to follow the plan, that was none of his business.
"That's good. I have arranged the basement according to your requirements. You can grow some edible mushrooms here, and you can also grow vegetables on the roof." Professor Sprout didn't have any better ideas.
"So, you planned from the beginning to make this a public shelter so that they can save themselves?" Professor Flitwick suddenly asked, "so that they won't be too dependent on us?"
"This is the best choice, isn't it?" Albert shrugged. "As for whether they are willing to stay, that is their own choice. No one can be blamed."
"That's fine. After all, there's a limit to what we can do." Professor Flitwick nodded. "It's impossible to take care of everyone, and it's impossible to satisfy all students."
If they work hard to help everyone but still have to endure other people's complaints, just forget it, after all, they are also human beings.
Even though the professors didn't want anything in return, no one wanted to have such an unpleasant experience, so they all felt willing to listen to Albert's arrangements.
"Anyway, the You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters will definitely not be able to get in. The biggest problem is to prevent wizards under the Imperius Curse from sneaking in. We can solve this problem with detectors." Albert suddenly said, "If Hagrid is willing to come and help, that would be even better. After all, having someone familiar around would make them feel safer."
"Hagrid still plans to stay in Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall was quite helpless about this. She had already mentioned this to Hagrid, but Hagrid still had no intention of temporarily leaving his half-brother behind to come and help.
"There's nothing we can do about it. It was Hagrid's own choice." Albert didn't say anything more.
Everyone has their own choice, there is no point in forcing it.
"Are you really going to ignore them then?" Professor McGonagall was still a little worried.
"We can have people from both sides take turns to come every day." Albert said without hesitation, "Bring them some newspapers, or teach them Defense Against the Dark Arts. I think it is necessary for them to learn some self-defense skills."