Chapter 405 Evening Prophet

"???" Hermione looked confused.

She had no idea what Robert was worried about, and as for the Ministry of Magic...

"This matter should be reported to the Daily Prophet." Hermione said angrily. "The patrol officers who they guaranteed would never have any accidents attacked passers-by for no reason..."

Robert sighed, "That's what I'm afraid of. If the Ministry of Magic declares in advance, all of this is Harry Potter using his reputation to win over the people to resist the rule of the Ministry of Magic...or even more exaggeratedly, Dumbledore Lido was preparing to raise an army to overthrow the Ministry of Magic, so he sent Harry Potter to Diagon Alley to recruit troops for him."

The corner of Hermione's mouth twitched, "Maybe, right?"

That's impossible to say.

Robert muttered in his heart that the Minister of Magic's head was completely soaked in amniotic fluid. He thought about it one after another. He obviously couldn't play the tricks of the nobles, but he still felt that he was playing it very smoothly.

However, what he didn't expect was that Mr. Fudge was so resistant to Principal Dumbledore that even the next day, an owl brought a newspaper that night.

"Evening Prophet".

"'Dumbledore: A War Fanatic'." Hermione looked at the newspaper in her hand, feeling a little confused, "What the hell is this?"

Mr. Weasley looked in disbelief, "Although I won the Daily Prophet's Gold Galleons Award today, the content of this evening report simply makes me want to return the 700 Galleons..."

"Seven hundred Galleons?" Ron screamed, "Then I can buy a new wand!"

"..." Mr. Weasley was interrupted by his call, and he opened his mouth in confusion, not knowing what to say.

Robert tilted his head and glanced at the contents of the newspaper. He felt that this reporter was quite interesting.

He spent most of the first part praising Dumbledore, but when the twist came, Dumbledore's glorious image was misinterpreted as a man who used all means to win people's hearts in order to achieve his goals.

How should I put it? If it weren't for the purpose of "winning people's hearts", Mr. Principal would not have established an organization like the Order of the Phoenix. As long as everyone knows it well, it is really a plan to start the game. The whole process depends on fabrication. .

Unfortunately, many people just like these stories because they are exciting, impactful and topical.

"How could they do this?" Harry glared at the newspaper in his hand, "Those people went there voluntarily!"

"Well, I volunteered to help you and went there." Robert replied lazily. "Unfortunately, I didn't report it to the Ministry of Magic before going, so you call it an illegal assembly."

Harry yelled at him, "How can you agree with what's in the newspaper?"

"Oh, what do you think I should do?" Robert asked.

"Of course, write to the Daily Prophet and tell them the truth!" Harry said matter-of-factly, "Then ask them to delete this article!"

"Then your letter will be torn up, as if it never appeared." Robert took the newspaper handed by Hermione, and this time he finally saw the reporter's name - Rita Skeeter .

It seems that you need to be more careful in the future. This reporter is not a good person. If you are targeted by her, she will not let you go.

It seems that the expulsion circle he designed before has a chance to be used.

Just when everyone was frowning and discussing how to respond to this report in the newspaper, Mr. Weasley suddenly raised his head and glanced at the direction of the clock, and then turned his head naturally. He forgot that the clock had been sold, and he didn't know if he could get it. Buy it back.

"Sirius is coming." Mr. Weasley forced a smile, but he felt bitter and didn't want to smile at all.

As the words fell, there was a noise in the fireplace, and along with a large puff of dust, Sirius jumped out, "Harry! I heard that you were attacked! Is this true?"

Harry's eyes lit up, "Sirius!"

I haven't seen him for a while. Sirius has shaved his beard and his hair has grown smaller. He looks like an elite. His brows are slightly furrowed and his face is full of worry.

Well, the uncle seems a little more handsome.

Robert looked at the adoptive father and son speechlessly. When they met, they hugged each other and slapped each other. A layer of dust floated in the restaurant.

We are still having dinner!

Robert couldn't bear it anymore and put an iron armor charm on every dish.

"I heard it was a dementor?" Sirius cut a piece of chicken roll, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then swallowed it. "Fudge is so disappointing. He asked the Information Management Office to tell everyone that it was Dumbledore held an illegal assembly in Diagon Alley to protest against the Ministry of Magic's new policy of putting magical creatures in charge of policing, and the Dementors went to suppress it."

Mrs. Weasley screamed, "Is Fuggy out of his mind?! Dementors attacked us! Those wizards just volunteered to help!"

"Yes, yes, of course I believe you, Molly, but that's not the problem." Sirius scooped a spoonful of beans and stuffed it into his mouth, "The fact is that Dumbledore appeared in Diagon Alley, and after he appeared, there were a lot of people It is also true that wizards rushed to Diagon Alley, and it is also true that they fought with dementors."

Mrs. Weasley shouted dissatisfied, "What facts are not true! Although those things happened, Harry was the first to be attacked!"

"The dementors said they discovered a disturbance during their patrol, and when they came to stop them, the wizards started attacking them for no reason." Sirius chewed the beans in his mouth, as if he thought they were meat on Fudge's body. "That bastard will definitely regret it. There's no way the dementors will listen to him! They are all intelligent dark creatures that protect wizards? Don't be ridiculous. If it hadn't been for an Auror team that desperately set up a magic circle , these ghosts may have already killed everyone outside the island."

"Island?" Harry blinked, "What island?"

Sirius said, "It's Azkaban Prison Island. It's in the North Sea. We didn't mark it using any method that might show its location because it's full of dementors. If a Muggle or wizard accidentally gets close, These guys sure wouldn’t mind an extra late night snack.”

"Is this the Azkaban prison?!" Ron's eyes widened and he shouted excitedly, "I heard that Hagrid also went in! What's it like there?!"

Sirius' eyes twitched and he glared at Mr. Weasley, "Look after your son."

Mr. Weasley ate in silence. This son has wiped out my entire family after only two years of school. I can't control it.

"Ron! Don't ask these things!" Mrs. Weasley yelled, "That's not a good place! Don't ask Hagrid about things there!"

"But..." Ron started to retort.

Mrs. Weasley didn't wait for him to finish, and started to chase people away, "Okay, you've had dinner, go upstairs and go to bed!"

Ron became anxious and shouted, "I'm not full!"

"Then go eat it in your dream!"