Chapter 631: Invisible display of wealth is the most deadly

When Andy hurried back to the tent, he found Lupin, Hermione, Harry, Ron, the twins and others sitting in the living room intact.

Apart from a look of anxiety on his face, the tragedy that Andy had imagined did not happen.

After seeing Andy and Sirius return safely, Lupin immediately stood up and asked, "What's the situation outside?"

Harry and the others also stood up.

Andy frowned, feeling that his IQ was not enough.

Sirius quickly explained: "The Death Eaters only caused some chaos, not a large-scale attack. But..."

After a pause, Sirius said in a deep voice, "But after the chaos, the Aurors have not appeared, and the anti-Apparition magic has also failed."

The situation tonight was somewhat unexpected.

Everyone had expected Voldemort's attack, but everything that happened after the attack made the situation tonight seem strange.

The Auror is missing!

Dumbledore didn't show up either.

The Death Eaters create chaos, seemingly to attract attention, but what is their purpose in attracting attention?

What is Voldemort's purpose in doing this?

Problems come one after another.

Lupin listened attentively for a while, and suddenly said: "The chaos outside seems to have stopped."

"Ok!"

Andy nodded slightly and said, "When we came back, the Death Eaters seemed to have retreated. They only caused chaos in two places, set a fire, and released the Dark Mark."

After careful recollection, Andy found that the images he saw tonight matched the images that flashed in the crystal ball.

The divination was not wrong.

But that was just an 'edited' picture, very misleading.

"What the hell is Snape doing?"

Sirius suddenly said with dissatisfaction: "Such important information, why is there no news at all?"

Andy: "?"

Who?

Snape?

How did you know Snape was undercover?

"Professor Snape?" Hermione whispered.

I haven't seen you for a while, why do I feel like everyone knows Snape's identity?

"Severus is our man, Andy should know that, right?"

Lupin explained: "He was undercover at Dumbledore's side on the orders of You-Know-Who, and later infiltrated the Order of the Phoenix... but he has always been one of ours."

Harry: "..."

Although he had accepted this fact, Harry still felt unwell every time he heard it.

He really couldn't accept the idea that Snape was a good person.

"Ah!" Andy responded.

Without dwelling on these things, Andy pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "The situation is unclear now. We can only wait for news from Mr. Weasley."

After thinking for a while, Andy glanced at the fat cat guardian who was playing in the air. The fat cat guardian understood what he meant and immediately passed through the wall and left the tent.

Now that Andy has returned, there is no need for the fat cat guardian to continue to guard here. Instead of letting it stay in the house and get bored, it is better to go out and gather intelligence.

After a while, the noise outside gradually died down.

Andy learned through the fat cat Patronus that officials from the Ministry of Magic came forward to appease the crowd.

Since the casualties were not serious - no one died, only a few people were injured in the attack...so although the masses were dissatisfied, their emotions were barely stabilized.

Well... not completely stable.

Some people were injured and some lost their tents in the attack.

These losses will naturally be compensated by the organizer of the World Cup, the British Ministry of Magic.

Someone directly asked for 10,000 gold Galleons, saying that there were many valuables in his tent and the losses far exceeded 10,000 gold Galleons.

The others followed suit, as if all the tents that burned tonight contained valuables.

Some people even secretly burned their own tents.

The Ministry of Magic was in a state of panic for a while.

"Mr. Weasley is calming the crowd..."

Andy relayed the information that the fat cat patronus had seen to everyone, and then said rather speechlessly: "The loss tonight is about 600,000 gold Galleons. I don't know if the Ministry of Magic can afford to compensate."

Sirius breathed a sigh of relief for the Ministry of Magic when he heard this, "Luckily our tent wasn't burned."

"Huh?" Andy was stunned.

Sirius patted the sofa where Andy was sitting and said with a smile, "The dragon leather sofa has a history of 150 years. This is a limited edition from that year. You may not be able to buy it even if you have money."

"Not counting these, the material of the sofa alone is worth thousands of Galleons."

As he spoke, Sirius turned his head and looked around, and said with a headache: "If we count other valuables... I'm afraid we won't know the exact value until tomorrow morning."

Andy: "..."

I understand. I don't deserve to sit here.

"Honestly, it's only 600,000 Galleons, the Ministry will be lucky." Sirius said in a tone that said 'If they burn my tent, the Ministry will go bankrupt'.

Everyone was silent.

To be honest, after hearing the information Andy relayed, everyone felt that those who were demanding compensation were really going too far.

Ten thousand dollars of compensation for burning a tent?

Have some face!

But after hearing what Sirius said, everyone suddenly realized that they were too ignorant.

"This, this vase..." Ron tremblingly raised a seemingly inconspicuous bottle.

"It's an antique, and an alchemical item! It's said to have been made by Nicolas Flamel when he was young."

Sirius said in a nonchalant tone, "I remember it, it seems my great-grandfather bought it in Europe, and it cost a total of three thousand gold galleons at the time."

"Well...it should have appreciated a lot over the years."

Ron quickly put down the vase when he heard this.

If this thing breaks, I won't be able to afford the compensation even if I sell it.

The others also became cautious at this time, fearing that they might break something.

This tent is luxurious and looks expensive.

But compared with the things placed in the tent, this tent seems worthless.

Andy even felt that asking the Ministry of Magic to pay only 600,000 gold Galleons in compensation might actually be a good deal for the Ministry of Magic.

Suddenly, no one wanted to talk anymore.

At this moment, a flame suddenly ignited in the tent, and a bird with golden and red feathers emerged from the flame.

"Fox!?" Andy blurted out.

Sirius, Lupin and others also stood up, staring at Fawkes.

This is Dumbledore's Phoenix!

The phoenix chirped and flew in front of Andy almost in the blink of an eye. Flames spread out and swallowed Andy in an instant.

When the flames died down, Andy was nowhere to be seen.

"Andy!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Don't worry, it's Dumbledore's phoenix."

Lupin quickly explained, and then said in a serious tone: "Dumbledore asked Fawkes to take Andy away. What happened there?"