The shelter that Scrimgeour had painstakingly prepared had fallen, or rather, the shelter that Albert had prepared for the Ministry of Magic employees had fallen.
Albert had expected this after the Aurors collectively chose to be fence-sitters after Scrimgeour's death and the arrest of the Hopkins family as George mentioned last time. Kidnapping children to force relatives to submit has always been an old trick of the Death Eaters, but the timing was much later than he expected.
The Death Eaters are not very efficient!
However, this is actually a good thing for them.
"Do you think they think I'm stupid, or are you stupid yourself?"
Albert shared this with Yin Zebel. He felt that by looking at the problem from other people's perspectives, he should be able to discover some things that had been overlooked.
"They probably... may be thinking that they have to give it a try regardless of whether they can get your help or not. What if they succeed?" Yin Zebel's words left Albert silent. It was possible that the people in the Order of the Phoenix really thought this way.
"It is possible."
After Albert thought about it, he really felt that this was the case.
After losing Dumbledore, the standard of the Order of the Phoenix has collectively declined. Just look at their lousy move to try to get the "truth" from Harry and you will know how bad their actual standard is.
"What are you going to do about Hagrid?"
Yin Zebel glanced at the message in the communication bookmark. She actually cared more about this matter. She knew that Hagrid was Albert's good friend, and Albert would generally be willing to lend a hand if possible.
That's right, Hagrid was captured by Death Eaters the day after they took control of the Ministry of Magic's sanctuary.
The new Minister of Magic, Pius Thicknesse, found an excuse to have the Aurors go to Hogwarts to arrest Hagrid. It is said that most of the Aurors went. Facing a large group of wizards with rich combat experience, Hagrid did not even have a chance to escape. He was arrested by the Aurors in his class and is currently in Azkaban with the Dementors.
Although Sirius believed that Hagrid was arrested because he tried to stop the Death Eaters from taking the Hopkins girl away on the night of his return to school, Albert thought that was just an excuse made up.
After Corban Yaxley subdued the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, he naturally needed to test whether the knife was sharp. The Death Eaters had long wanted to teach the professors of Hogwarts a lesson, to make the deans headed by Professor McGonagall behave themselves, and also to see if they could lure out the rats hiding in the dark, such as Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter.
"Let him stay locked up for now."
Albert's tone was so calm that it seemed as if Hagrid was really just a stranger.
"This is not like you." Yin Zebel was surprised.
"I warned Hagrid a long time ago, but... I can only say that it was his own choice. Even if he really lost his life, he can't blame anyone." Albert said dimly, "I believe it will be good for him to stay in Azkaban for a while longer."
"You seem very angry?" Yin Zebel reached out and rubbed Albert's cheek and said.
"I just think that sometimes if we don't let them suffer a little, they won't learn their lesson. Maybe people are just like that." Albert didn't mention Hagrid any more. He had encountered too many such things. He just had to be responsible for his own choices.
Yin Zebel didn't say anything more. She could see that Albert was in a complicated mood and didn't want to mention it anymore.
As for Hagrid, he probably wouldn't die.
However, he will probably have to bear the consequences of his stubbornness in Azkaban.
Prophecy!
Sometimes being too accurate is not a good thing.
Compared to Albert's calmness when he learned the news, Harry, Hermione and Ron, who were Hagrid's good friends, had been worried about Hagrid's safety after learning this big news, and tried hard to get in touch with Albert, hoping to discuss saving Hagrid with him.
"What did he say?"
Harry drank a large glass of sedative and turned to look at Hermione who was holding the communication bookmark.
"He said... it was Hagrid's choice." Hermione's hand holding the communication bookmark was shaking slightly.
"What do you mean?" Ron looked stunned.
"What it means is that Hagrid didn't listen to advice and he deserved to be caught." Harry couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I'm too lazy to care about this!
He should have guessed Albert's attitude towards this matter long ago.
"So, Albert doesn't care about Hagrid's life or death?" Ron widened his eyes in disbelief: "But... isn't he Hagrid's good friend?"
"What can he do? Think about your brother's situation and the troubles in the Ministry of Magic's asylum. Isn't that Albert's fault?" Hermione looked at the content on the communication bookmark and murmured, "Perhaps this is the helplessness of the prophets. They predict what disasters will happen, but it is always difficult to change anything."
"If it's not his fault, then whose fault is it? Bill's fault? Old Hopkins' fault? Or Hagrid's fault?" Ron was quite annoyed that Hermione would say such a thing. Charlie's death became an eternal pain for the Weasley family.
"Do you think it's Albert's fault because he didn't help?" Hermione thought Ron's fallacy was ridiculous.
"I didn't say it was his fault." Ron turned his head away from Hermione.
“Have a drink!”
Harry poured Ron a tranquilizer.
"No thanks, I'm calm." Ron raised his hand to refuse. He hated this thing, and he felt that Hermione needed the sedative more than he did.
"I insist!"
Harry stuffed the glass of tranquilizer into Ron's hand and poured another for Hermione. After watching the two of them finish drinking, he said to Hermione, "Please ask Albert for me. Hagrid should be okay, right?"
“I think so!”
Hermione felt helpless about this. The three of them had advised Hagrid to leave Hogwarts temporarily more than once, but Hagrid just didn't want to. Now that something had happened, even Albert, who was most likely to get him out of Azkaban prison, didn't bother to care.
"Hagrid is now paying the price for his stubbornness. I remember he seemed very afraid of Azkaban. Why did he do that?" Harry sighed helplessly. He knew very well that he could not help Hagrid. Not to mention that Hagrid had already been sent to Azkaban. Even if he wanted to jailbreak him, he needed to find out where the prison was first.
"No one likes Azkaban."
Ron also fell silent, because he had also helped to persuade Hagrid.
After Albert's words came true and Hagrid was imprisoned in Azkaban, he also realized how stupid Hagrid's stubbornness was and that he had brought such an end upon himself.
However, Ron was unwilling to admit it from beginning to end, because wasn't Bill's wedding and Charlie's death caused by their stupidity
If they had been willing to accept Albert's advice, perhaps Charlie and other innocent people would not have lost their lives.
He knew that it was not Albert's fault for old Hopkins' betrayal and the fall of the Ministry of Magic's asylum, but Ron still couldn't stand Albert's face.
Because only Albert could turn the situation around and accomplish those impossible feats, but Albert was unwilling to do so after just a little effort, and he gave up so quickly and neatly, just like throwing away a piece of waste paper.
Even if his good friend Hagrid is in it.
"Unless the Death Eaters really want to kill Hagrid to vent their anger, Hagrid will be fine for a while. At most, he will stay in Azkaban for a year or two." Hermione made the final summary, "It's good to let him suffer a little in Azkaban. Sometimes people really won't wake up unless they suffer a little."
"That's what Sirius and the others said," Harry said suddenly.
"Is the Order of the Phoenix also planning to give up Hagrid for the time being?" Ron murmured.
"They had no other options. They said they would see if Albert had any good ideas."
However, the result was that Hagrid was temporarily abandoned.
"They think Hagrid will be OK in Azkaban for the time being."
Seeing that the sedative had taken effect, Harry talked about another matter.
"This weekend, I plan to go to Hogwarts to attend the Dumbledore's Army meeting. You guys should come with me!"
"A meeting of Dumbledore's Army?"
Hermione frowned slightly. She noticed that Harry was now particularly enthusiastic about organizing a rebellion against the mysterious man.
"Yes, even though it's just a formality, it can improve everyone's confidence and cohesion." Harry remembered Albert's words, "They support me, and they support me with actions, which is much better than most wizards who only talk about it."
Harry knew what happened in the asylum. Although many wizards expressed their support for him verbally, it was actually just a bunch of empty words. They were never willing to do their part to fight for peace.
Harry didn't blame them, but... everyone is afraid of comparison.
Compared with them, the students of Hogwarts are much cuter, and it is these people that he needs to win over. Even though their level of Defense against the Dark Arts is average, Harry is not worried at all. He believes that after a year or so of special training, the students of Hogwarts will eventually grow up. The people in the Defense Association are the best proof of this.
“We really need more supporters and more people to stand up against the mysterious man.”
Hermione also knew that Albert planned to send people to teach Hogwarts students, so she felt it was necessary to win over the Hogwarts students to their side.
No one knows how long this wizarding war will last.
One year, two years or even longer, and a few years will be enough for the members of Dumbledore's Army to grow up thoroughly, and they will all become the intermediate force against the minions of the mysterious man.
Harry had confidence in Albert's teaching ability, as he had already verified it on the members of the Defense Association.
However, such conversations were not very friendly to Ron, who had a slow mind and had never thought about these issues. He could not think of so many things at once like Harry and Hermione, so sometimes when he listened to them talking, he always felt a little... confused, and even felt like a fool.