After Ginny shouted those words with a slightly trembling voice, the auditorium was silent. Harry could feel that at least two-thirds of the little wizards' eyes were on him.
"Give me a reaction, Harry, you are acting suspiciously."
Hermione quietly rubbed Harry's back and said in a low voice.
Harry himself had never encountered such an embarrassing situation. Sirius was innocent and did not surrender to Voldemort. This was something they already knew, but in the eyes of his classmates, Sirius was still the heinous one. Prisoner, and, according to rumors, he escaped from Azkaban in order to take revenge on him, because he was the 'Boy Who Lived' who failed Voldemort's conspiracy!
So...well, he should act happier?
"Oh, really?"
Harry opened his eyes wide and tried hard to show his surprise and excitement at the news.
"Well done when that happened ahem, well done - I mean, the Ministry of Magic!"
Ron pinched his thighs desperately, because if he didn't, he would probably roll on the ground laughing, and Hermione's shoulders were also shaking slightly. It seemed that she had to endure it very hard.
"This morning's Daily Prophet said it—"
Neville stood up a few steps away. He shook off the Daily Prophet in his hand.
"The Ministry of Magic's propaganda has captured him for a while. The newspapers said they have been interrogating him, probably trying to figure out how he escaped from Azkaban. After all, he was the first to do it. ——”
The gazes from various colleges put a lot of pressure on Harry. He didn't like to be watched like an animal in the zoo, so he quickly walked between Seamus and his twin brothers who made room for him, and took the Neville buried his head in reading the newspaper in his hand, while Hermione and Ron crowded around him.
"How about it, did the newspaper say how to 'catch' Sirius?"
After staying in the school hospital for a week, Ron's appetite returned to normal immediately after he returned to a normal environment. He couldn't wait to stuff his mouth full of pies, and he felt extremely happy. he asked, grunting.
"--They said they found it while searching for Greyback in the Forbidden Forest."
Harry's attention was mainly focused on the picture of Sirius in the middle of the newspaper. He was put in a prison uniform by the Ministry of Magic. However, the injuries from that night seemed to be almost healed. However, because he had to cooperate with the acting, he had already plumped up. There was a slight hint of helplessness on Duo Duo's cheeks.
Fred returned to the question for Harry,
"Black is destined to return to Azkaban. Harry, there is no need to worry about this anymore. Tell us about your duel with werewolves. It is being spread in the school that Malfoy is finished. His mouth was bitten by Greyback, please, please tell us this is the truth!"
"almost!"
Ron struggled to swallow the food in his mouth and said with a blush on his face. He was ready to tell everyone about Malfoy's misfortune, but Hermione kicked his ankle hard under the table, forcing him to stop.
Gryffindor classmates gathered around one after another. Many people from neighboring Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws across a long table came over to ask them whether Ron could still hold on at the beginning. The bottom line of morality is that Professor Lupine, Snape and Hagrid told everyone that they were saved, but five minutes later, he was very excited and told everyone how he used a magic weapon to cut off the ears of more than a dozen werewolves.
"Can they handle this?"
Professor McGonagall on the desk of the dean of faculty said worriedly,
"Connelly made it a point not to leak anything in advance. But I'm afraid it won't be easy. They are at the age where they love to show off."
"Oh, it's so rare—"
Snape's thin lips on the other side curved in a sarcastic arc,
"It's rare that we can agree on Potter and his empty-headed friends."
"There's nothing to worry about, Minerva."
Dumbledore shook his beard and said with a smile,
"I believe they can keep the secret. Speaking of which, do you need my signature on the statement that Amosta asked Miss Granger to provide?"
"Oh, if you'd like, Albus, I think you'd better sign it."
Professor McGonagall, who was scolded by Snape, said angrily.
At the mention of Amosta, Snape fell silent. After a while, amid the pleasant sound of knives and forks hitting the plates that had returned to the dining table, Snape asked dully,
"What is he doing now?"
"Sorry, Severus?"
Dumbledore turned his head and winked playfully, "Who are you asking?"
Under Snape's cold glance, Dumbledore smiled cheerfully and said,
"If you are asking Amosta. Well, I think he is currently busy solving a small problem for himself. I sincerely hope that his behavior can be gentler. After all, things are different now, right? "
At the beginning of the night, a market full of restaurants and bars in East London is already crowded with Muggles. These Muggles are walking through various stalls such as Asian barbecue, Latin American barbecue, Mediterranean snacks, British classic dishes, etc., wearing various costumes. Different styles of clothing, because most of them are foreigners who came here because of its reputation.
The Muggles who came and went probably couldn't imagine that two big names in the wizarding world were within easy reach of them.
On the side of the road, there was a Chinese-style tea restaurant with retro decoration, leaning against the window display. Amosta and Amelia were sitting on opposite sides of a wooden table, talking.
Benedict --
After Amosta took a sip of the bitter tea, he placed the purple sand tea cup, which was rare in Britain, on the wooden table in front of him. The dim light in the room reflected on his cheeks, making his gentle smile look a bit lazy.
"Surprisingly, Amelia—"
Amosta knocked on the wooden table with his finger and pointed at the dimly lit world outside the window.
"As a well-known senior official of the Ministry of Magic, your knowledge of the Muggle world exceeds my imagination-"
"In the Muggle government records, I am a single, middle-aged woman living alone."
During non-working hours, Amelia took off her intimidating outfit. She wore a light green loose T-shirt and ordinary jeans. She really looked like an ordinary Muggle woman.
Staring at the various Muggle youths passing by the window, Amelia looked a little melancholy.
"You grew up in a Muggle world, Amosta, what did you think of them?"
"Awesome--"
Amosta was silent for a while, looked out the window, and said softly.
"yes."
Amelia took a deep breath and exhaled it, her tone of voice was as bitter as the tea in the cup,
"Not only London, but also Muggle societies in Europe, America and Asia - during the years when I served as the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, I visited the Ministry of Magic in other countries several times for exchanges. Their The situation is basically the same as ours.
Muggle society is developing at a rapid pace, and what they call "technology" has greatly changed the lives of Muggles. They have done many incredible things that even wizards cannot do. They can talk across a sea, and one can Weapons destroy a country and land on the moon
As for us wizards, our society has not fundamentally changed for hundreds of years - many wizards who were born in the Muggle world were quickly changed by certain stubborn things in our world after entering the magical world. They did integrate into the magical world. But they have lost the enviable enterprising spirit and broad vision of Muggles--"
Amosta lowered his eyes and stared at the rippled tea liquid in the tea cup without saying a word.
The magical world needs to change, otherwise sooner or later the dignity and self-confidence of wizards will be shattered under the "iron heel of technology" of Muggles. This is the consensus of some knowledgeable people in the magical world, but how to start, no one can Made it clear.
(End of chapter)
