Master Druid at Hogwarts

653 Jailbreak
Fish and Hermione returned to the Gryffindor common room one step behind the others, and the twins were selling their new products - they had updated the skipping candy with three new symptoms.

The lower-grade students gathered around the twins, while the upper-grade students gathered together, whispering about the experience of learning the Patronus Charm today.

Only the fifth grade students are still sadly catching up with their homework... The homework after the holiday has not only not decreased, but has increased.

"Harry isn't back yet, meow?"

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Fish looked around, but didn't see Harry's figure.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the portrait moving and a rustling sound came from the portrait hole behind him.

Then, a listless Harry poked his head out of the hole.

"Harry, how's the tutoring going?"

(ΦωΦ)

Fish patted a stabilization spell on him and asked.

Harry smiled gratefully at him, and then replied dryly: "It's no different from usual, the content is the same, and of course, Snape's attitude towards me is also the same as before."

He shrugged, because there were other people beside him, so he didn't speak very clearly, but Hermione and the others understood, and Fish had already known how Snape would teach.

After all the people who made fun of him left, Harry mysteriously dragged Ron to a remote corner, and Fisher, who was full of curiosity, naturally also pulled Hermione to follow.

"Beforehand, I didn't intend to explore it, but I suddenly realized it during the practice..." Harry looked around furtively, and said in a low voice: "I know that in the past few months, the things in my dreams Where the hell is that corridor, Ron, where your father was bitten by Voldemort's snake..."

"Is it Meow from the Department of Mysteries?"

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Just when Harry was about to share his discovery, Fisher suddenly interrupted.

Harry instantly understood what Sirius felt back then...

"How do you know?" Harry looked at Maomao depressedly.

"In Frank and Alice's ward, there is a man named Broderick Bird, the one who thinks of himself as a teapot, he is the silent man of the Department of Mysteries, meow..."

When Fish said this, Harry and Ron immediately had the impression that they went to St. Mungo to visit Mr. Weasley. When they were queuing in the hall, they met an old man with a hearing aid who went to visit Mr. Bird.

Maomao shook its ears, and continued: "After Fish cured him, he told Tonks that he was attacked by Death Eaters and became like that... Didn't you hear meow at that time?"

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Harry and Ron looked at Maomao speechlessly. They didn't have a pair of cat ears on top of their heads.

At this time, Hermione habitually began to preach from the side: "So there is no need for Harry to care about this matter at all. Dumbledore and the others have long known what Voldemort is longing for, and they have already prepared themselves... ...Hey! What's your expression?!"

While she was talking, she saw Harry suddenly covering his forehead, his facial features twisted and twisted together, as if what he said made him very painful.

However, Harry didn't have time to pay attention to Hermione's questioning at this time, and the crazy laughter echoed in his ears... He hadn't been so happy in a long time... elated, ecstatic, ecstatic... a great good thing happened ...

Get rid of distractions!Don't think about anything!
Harry fought back against the sudden joy, but a chuckle escaped his teeth.

At this time, a cool feeling entered Harry's brain, which lifted his spirits suddenly, and even the scar on his forehead became less painful.

It's Fisher's stabilization technique.

Harry, who had felt it many times, finally resisted the emotion from Voldemort with the help of this coolness.

"Huh...huh...huh..." He was sweating profusely on the table, panting violently.

"Harry, are you alright?"

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Fish took another stabilizing spell on him, and asked with concern.

"Thank you, Fish..." Harry thanked, before sitting up straight. "He's happy... very happy..."

"You-Know-Who?" Ron asked in horror.

Harry nodded and said in a low voice, "A good thing has happened, something he's been hoping for."

"Did he get the things behind that door?" Hermione covered her mouth and asked worriedly.

"I don't know..." Harry shook his head.

The question was answered the next day.When Hermione's Daily Prophet arrived, she opened the paper to read the front page first, and suddenly screamed, and everyone around her looked at her.

"What's the matter meow?" Fish leaned his head and asked.

Spreading the newspaper on the table, she pointed to the ten black-and-white photos that filled the front page, the faces of nine wizards and a witch, some laughing silently, some arrogantly tapping their fingers on the side of their photos.Each photo has a name and the crime of being imprisoned in Azkaban.

Unsurprisingly, the Ministry of Magic still did not acknowledge Voldemort's return, but pinned the reasons for the escape of the ten Death Eaters on Sirius.

"I think I probably know what he was happy about last night..." Ron said palely.

Neville's simple and honest face was covered with frost at this moment, and everyone had never seen such a terrifying expression on him.

"Prewett..."

Fred read the papers about a Death Eater named Antonin Dolohov who had killed brothers Gideon and Fabian Prewett.

"George, if I remember correctly, these two people should be our uncles." He asked in a deep voice.

George nodded sullenly, but said nothing.

Both Ron and Ginny had expressions of astonishment on their faces. When the Prewett brothers were killed, Ron had just been born, and Ginny had just been conceived, and it was difficult for Mrs. Weasley to accept this. Usually, they seldom mention their deceased brother, so the two of them have no impression of their uncle at all.

In fact, Fred and George, who were still babies at the time, had no memory of the Prewett brothers, and they still heard it from Bill and others.

In Hogwarts, few people take newspapers every day like Hermione, especially after Umbridge came, and few people read the "Daily Prophet", but as the news gradually Spreading out from Gryffindor, the entire auditorium also became noisy.

In addition to Longbottom and the Weasleys, many other students had relatives and friends who were killed by these Death Eaters. They believed that Voldemort had returned, and now they became even more flustered and told The Ministry of Magic, which did nothing, expressed strong dissatisfaction.

On the teacher's long table, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were talking closely, and both of them had extremely serious faces.Professor Sprout leaned the Daily Prophet against the ketchup bottle and read the first edition intently, holding his spoon in the air and not even noticing that the egg yolk dripped onto his lap.

Umbridge, who was gulping down her porridge across the table, frowned and cast vicious glances in the direction of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.After hearing the voices from the students, Umbridge stared at her toad eyes, and silently wrote down those students who expressed dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic.

"Fish," amidst the noisy discussion, Hermione approached Maomao's ear and whispered, "Can you contact Rita Skeeter for me?"

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(End of this chapter)