Chapter 349 Newspapers Sent to Azkaban and Vacation Seventh

Chapter 349 Newspapers delivered to Azkaban and the seventh day of vacation

Shock!

There is still a day for the African Emirates to turn around!

On the third day of vacation, Andy was pulled out to play Quidditch by Ron and the Weasley twins, and was told by them that Mr. Weasley had won the Daily Prophet's Gold Galleons.

The prize was a full seven hundred gold galleons.

Andy: "..."

Andy also participated in the lottery, but never won a prize - Andy even thought for a time that the event was just a gimmick created by the Daily Prophet to attract attention.

But I didn’t expect that someone actually won the jackpot!

And the winner is Andy’s neighbor...

Feeling inexplicably unhappy.

Although Andy is no longer short of money, Andy still doesn't want to lose in a competition that proves his character and luck.

Ron told Andy that the family had decided to travel to Egypt together.

Andy could only wish them good luck on their trip.

When he got home, Andy flipped through today's Daily Prophet, ready to see what lottery activities he could participate in.

As the most authoritative newspaper in the British wizarding world, the Daily Prophet has set up many selection activities and lottery activities for everyone to participate.

For example: the Golden Galleons Award, the Card Collection Competition Award, the Annual Ugliest Dress Selection, the Bestseller List, the Annual Owl Postman Award, etc. There are about a dozen awards.

"Um……"

Andy suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "When I fully activate the divination skills, I will use divination to predict prizes every day and win big prizes every day!"

"Next year's Golden Galleons Award must be mine!"

The days off are very leisurely.

After three days of rest, Andy gradually returned to his usual routine - spending a lot of time reading and practicing magic every day.

The family is also very adaptable to this.

Before there was a magic wand, Andy wished he could lock himself in his study and read all day long. Now that he has a magic wand, Andy will only work harder than before to learn magic.

And the patron saint of fat cats.

It is now part of the family and is let out by Andy to play with Isabel all day long.

The little girl also looked like she had everything she needed with her cat, wandering around with her fat cat patron saint all day long. With the protection of the Fat Cat Patronus, Andy doesn't have to worry about Isabel's safety.

Of course, after the holiday, Andy also wrote to Hermione to once again determine the time for action.

In order to facilitate movement, Andy also went to the old house of the Gaunt family in advance to check out the spot - after visiting once, Andy can use apparation to teleport there.

Next, all Andy could do was wait.

On the fifth day of the holiday, the Daily Prophet reported on the award-receiving event and photos of the Weasley family in the lower left corner of the homepage.

A full seven hundred gold galleons!

The family laughed happily.

Andy looked at the newspaper, with a trace of envy for Emperor Ou in his eyes.

I will win the lottery next year too!

Andy swore in his mind.

…

Azkaban.

This is a black castle built on an isolated island.

The waves were rolling around, the wind was howling, and dozens of dementors were wandering around the castle. Even in summer, there is still a chill in the air that reaches straight to the soul.

Azkaban was rarely visited by anyone.

But today is an exception.

"Long time no see, Fudge." As the only person who has not lost his mind under the guard of the Dementors, Sirius Black does not want to give up any opportunity to say a few words to a living person.

If he didn't speak again, Sirius felt like he might go crazy.

Of course, living people are reluctant to pay attention to him.

Fudge stopped. He felt quite shocked and deeply disturbed - this Voldemort supporter who betrayed and killed his friends could still maintain his sanity in a place like Azkaban.

Fudge glanced at Sirius. He wanted to hear what Sirius would say...quibbles? provocative? He was prepared.

Sirius looked at him for a moment, then pointed to the newspaper in his hand, "The Daily Prophet? Have you finished reading it?"

Fudge was stunned and twisted the "Daily Prophet" in his hand.

"If you've finished reading, please."

Sirius held out his hand, "I'd love to do the crossword puzzle up there. You know, it's so boring here."

Fudge frowned and handed the newspaper over, "You deserve this."

Sirius in the darkness seemed to pause, but then he nodded naturally and took the newspaper.

"Yes, you are right!"

Sirius agreed, then looked down at the newspaper and ignored Fudge.

Fudge had no intention of staying any longer and quickly turned around and left.

Sirius flipped through the newspaper. He was very excited and held the newspaper with both hands. He had been isolated from the world for too long and knew very little about the news from the outside world. Every time he took a drink, it was like a thirsty person in the desert encountering a source of water. .

Sirius slowly turned the newspaper to the front page, reading word by word and punctuation by punctuation.

--Ministry of Magic staff win big prizes!

"Arthur Weasley, Director of the Office for the Suppression of Misuse of Muggle Articles at the Ministry of Magic, won the annual Daily Prophet Award..." Sirius thought to himself.

He read it very slowly. After reading it, he looked at the event photos next to him.

His eyes were locked.

Sirius looked at the mouse on Ron's shoulder for a long time. It was a very familiar mouse with a toe missing from its front paw.

He pressed his face against the newspaper and repeatedly confirmed what the mouse looked like.

After a long time, Sirius came back to his senses.

He tore off the newspaper and stuffed it into his robe.

A fire lit up in his deep eyes, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't just stay in Azkaban. This thought was running rampant in his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.

…

The seventh day of summer vacation.

Early in the morning, Andy packed up the equipment needed for the adventure - a few cute white mice.

Their function is to detect some magic traps.

Andy cast a space extension spell into the pocket of his clothes and put the white mouse in.

After breakfast, Andy made an excuse to go out, and then apparated to Hermione's house.

"Hi! Hermione."

Andy said hello, and then looked at Hermione strangely, "Are you... uh, aren't you hot?"

Hermione was wearing mountaineering clothing, carrying a brown backpack on her back, several unknown tools on her waist, and a dagger strapped to her calf.

"Andy, we overlooked something."

Hermione said a little frustrated: "After the holidays, I can't use magic."

Andy heard this and said with a smile: "Who said that?"

"Huh?" Hermione was stunned.

Andy smiled and explained: "Remember during the Christmas vacation? I asked dad to go to the Ministry of Magic to say hello to you."

"It's actually not a big deal for young wizards to use magic outside of school. What the Ministry of Magic is worried about is that young wizards are immature and perform magic in front of Muggles, which will eventually lead to the exposure of the wizarding world."