"Oh my god, it's such a mess over there. Haven't you caught the fugitive yet?"
Daisy placed the steaming cup of tea in front of Herb, picked up the Daily Prophet on the table, flipped through the front-page news, and turned her head to look at Albert, looking him up and down as if to see if he was injured.
"Just a little trouble."
"A small trouble? But it says here..." Daisy raised her eyebrows slightly and read a passage from the newspaper: "The Ministry of Magic's law and order is lax, Black is still at large, the Dementors stationed near Hogwarts failed to capture the fugitive Black, but instead caused chaos at Hogsmeade Station due to 'routine duties', and many students returning home were injured.
"It's unbelievable that they let the Dementors suck the students' happiness!"
A person involved told reporters that the Ministry of Magic did not take the safety of Hogwarts students seriously at all, and the Dementors' "routine duties" led to pushing and trampling at the station.
Fortunately, a student stepped forward, summoned the patronus to drive away the Dementors, and maintained order on the platform in time.
"That Auror actually thought that the student who drove away the Dementors and maintained order was obstructing the Ministry of Magic from performing its duties? Oh my God, does the so-called 'performing its duties' mean watching students get hurt?" Another person involved complained to reporters.
"My child was pushed and trampled. It's unbelievable. Is this how the Ministry of Magic keeps Dementors stationed near Hogwarts to protect children's safety?" an emotional parent expressed dissatisfaction.
"The brave young man who stepped forward to protect everyone should be commended. If it weren't for him, there might have been a more terrible chaos and more students would have been hurt."
"Dementors are very evil dark creatures. They should stay away from those children." said a professional.
"The Ministry of Magic has never taken the safety of students seriously. As early as a month ago, the Dementors were out of control. They broke into the Hogwarts Quidditch field without permission, causing Harry Potter to fall off his broom during the Quidditch game and almost die. Dumbledore was very angry about this."
According to a student who wishes to remain anonymous, Dementors searched the Hogwarts Express on the first day of school and there was a case of them sucking the students' happiness, causing Harry Potter to faint.
As we all know, Dementors can awaken people's worst memories, and Harry Potter's experience made him less resistant to Dementors and easily affected by them.
Daisy didn't read any further; the entire report was simply blaming the British Ministry of Magic.
"What are Dementors?" asked Nia, who was combing Tom's hair.
"A very evil dark creature that feeds on human happiness and sometimes sucks human souls. It is the guard of the Azkaban Prison of the Ministry of Magic." Albert took out a piece of paper, sketched the appearance of the Dementors with a few simple strokes, and introduced this dangerous monster to his family: "Ordinary people can't see Dementors, but they can feel their presence. When Dementors appear, the temperature around them will drop sharply, it will be difficult for you to feel happy, and the worst memories of your life will emerge in your mind. Once Dementors appear in groups, cold fog will form, and plants will wither due to the cold. At present, only a very difficult spell can drive away those monsters."
"You will, right?" Daisy looked at her son.
"Of course."
"So, the student who drove away the Dementors in the newspaper is actually you, right?" Herb asked with a slightly raised eyebrow. He vaguely guessed it when he was reading the newspaper.
"I was the one who drove them away. I was in the crowd at the time. When the Dementors appeared, there was a commotion and I was almost squeezed and fell." Albert picked up the black tea, took a sip and said, "You should know how terrible it is to be trampled on a crowded platform."
"It's a credit to you that you were able to calm them down."
Herb knew that this was difficult to do. Fear would spread, and once it spread completely, it would be out of control. What's more, there were Dementors around who could spread fear.
"How did you do that?"
"Using magic and shouting loudly is like holding a loud speaker and shouting into their ears, forcing them to calm down," Albert said lightly.
"Will people from the Ministry of Magic cause you trouble?" Daisy was more worried about this issue. This report was a slap in the face to the Ministry of Magic.
"No, I know a lot of famous wizards, and I've won two world championship trophies for them. I'm considered a celebrity in the magic world. They don't dare to do that." Albert smiled and said, "What's more, my fists are harder than theirs. Most wizards are actually average."
"But you can't use magic!"
"In fact, I can now use magic with my bare hands."
"Really?" Nia blinked curiously, as if she wanted Albert to perform a magic trick for her.
"Look carefully."
Albert moved his hand and a gold coin appeared between his fingers.
"Are you sure this is magic?" Nia complained, "It's just an ordinary magic trick."
"Although you can't use magic in the outside world before you reach adulthood, you can still use it in an emergency." Albert put the gold coins back into his pocket, looked at Herber and asked, "How is it over there?"
"It's still quite prosperous there. I visited some of my compatriots there. Some of them are planning to return, while some are unwilling to come back." Herb briefly described his trip to the East. "However, you are right. Many people are indeed worried. However, more people seem to be planning to drive up the housing prices in order to make a profit. It is said that many residents are optimistic about the prospect of returning."
"Well, there will probably be signs next year. House prices will rise significantly in 1995, and by the summer of 1997, they should start to decline." Albert took out a notebook from his pocket, tore off a page from it and handed it to Herb. "And those two cities are also good places to invest. House prices in the capital usually don't fall, so it won't hurt to buy early. However, I suggest you set up a company and find a local to name it. You can give them a share of the profits, and then you can control it. Foreigners handling these things are likely to be hated. After all, it's just to make money, there's no need to bear those stigmas."
Albert's practice is actually very common in some countries. Most companies are controlled by foreigners and managed by local people, and they also bear the blame.
"You are indeed talented in these areas." Daisy immediately realized the benefits of this method. Reputation is sometimes very important.