"Muggles that scary? Killing a wizard? Even the Minister of Magic?"

"Of course they can. Remember the situation and policy class we had last school year? Ms. Evans, the teaching assistant, took out the gun-but I thought she was just scaring us, and there was an element of alarmism. It's true, they really can kill wizards with guns..."

"Can our schoolmates do that too? I mean the Muggle-borns, maybe the half-bloods? Could it be that one day we offend them and they pull out a revolver and point it at our foreheads... ..."

"I don't know—probably not? I think they all look friendly? And it's a school! The school is supposed to keep us safe—"

"Don't be stupid, the Ministry of Magic should also guarantee the safety of the Minister of Magic in theory, do you see it in practice?"

"This one……"

"I can't take it anymore." Hermione closed the book angrily, and said loudly to Harry and Ron, "They don't think their volume is low, do they? First, the heir to the Chamber of Secrets wants to kill all non-pure blood wizards." , and Muggles want to kill all pure-bloods, does anyone really realize that no one died for such a ridiculous reason? The death of the Minister of Magic is a political conspiracy!"

She glared at her two best friends like an angry lioness, and it seemed that if they dared to raise objections, she would probably immediately pick up the thick and heavy book she was just reading, and follow the instructions. Their heads come and go one by one.

"Don't be angry, Hermione." Ron said cautiously, watching her face. "You're making it too difficult for these people talking about politics. Many of them probably can't even spell the word politics."

"Then no one thinks that they shouldn't make random comments on things they don't understand?" Hermione asked angrily, frowning, Ron shrugged and looked around.

"Er—I think, it's kind of difficult." He said matter-of-factly, "Did you notice that they talk about fear, but they talk about it vigorously, and it's not awe that the Muggle-born students get, it's isolation and It’s just a strange look. If you can really get a gun, I suggest you shoot two directly, which may have a greater effect on improving the current situation.”

"Don't be silly, Muggle-born students won't do this!" Hermione said angrily, raising her voice again, "What's the difference between us and students from wizarding families? We have the same classes, study the same, and follow the rules of the wizarding world." Every rule, sit here upright! From the beginning to the end, there are some people who discriminate, evaluate, and isolate without authorization—some people contemptuously call us mudbloods, and at the same time isolate them in the name of being afraid of being killed by us !ha!"

She gave a sharp, mocking laugh, and the Gryffindor table whispers died away into an awkward silence.

"We all know how good you are, Hermione." Ron said in the silence, affirming, "The know-it-all of Gryffindor, No.1 in the entire grade, can answer any question the teacher answers, you better than them all.”

"Even if I'm not so good, no one should place me in a special position because of my origin." Hermione said forcefully, "No one should be treated like this-it's wrong! I'm Living in England in [-]? This shouldn't exist!"

The students on the other long tables gradually stopped talking and looked at her. In the morning when the professors hadn't arrived, the eyes of the entire Hogwarts were on Hermione Granger.

"Ignore her! A despicable Mudblood!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly, with a sharp voice, "Muggles are unbelievable! They are trying their best to kill wizards! It has been since the Middle Ages!"

Harry, who had been silently reading the newspaper since just now, lost in thought, and hadn't spoken, suddenly raised his head and stood up.

"Sorry." He rarely said in a polite and indifferent tone, "When it comes to Muggles, I must say that my mother is a wizard born in a Muggle family. After I was one year old, my uncle My aunt, Ms Evans, was, as you can see, a Muggle through and through, but I don't think there's anything wrong with her, she raised me. If everyone decides to hate from now on For Muggles, please be sure to exclude me, I will be very happy-I hope no one will call me the savior from now on, this title is really a bit exaggerated, I am just an ordinary wizard who thinks Muggles are not terrible."

He stood up, newspaper still in hand, and strode away from the Gryffindor table.

He is a person who lives in the spotlight of the public, but has never been ostentatious. Everyone is used to his usual low-key, and this is the first time he has seen him express such intense emotions, and he was a little stunned for a while.After being astonished, Ron and Hermione quickly followed him, and the three of them left the auditorium together. Ron looked at Hermione and Harry, surprised by the simultaneous outburst of emotions between his two friends.

"Uh... are you feeling better now?" he asked cautiously, tentatively. "Where should we go now, the library, or the Quidditch pitch?"

Harry turned around sharply, startling both Ron and Hermione.

"You can't let this emotion go on." Harry said seriously, frowning, and opened the newspaper in his hand towards them, "Look at what the hell is written in the Daily Prophet, Counting Muggles and Wizards Conflicts of the Ages", "Inventory of the Top Ten Missing Wizards in Muggle Society", "Unexpected Cold Knowledge: Muggle's Destruction of Wizarding Social Order"...Who doesn't feel scared after reading such articles?"

"These are obviously accidents." Hermione has read the newspaper, which is also one of the reasons for her recent anger.Shaking her head in exasperation, she said angrily, "They're making a fuss! How many Muggles die at the hands of wizards? They don't report it - they don't care!"

"Even the school is full of discussions like this now." Harry said heavily, walking back and forth on the spot, "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​also very passive now, I don't think they have time to meddle in the school's affairs... and they may still feel that the school After all, with Headmaster Dumbledore in charge, the situation won't be particularly bad. But they don't know how many people have been encouraged in private, they just don't say in front of the professor..."

"Yes." Ron said with a sigh, "Fred and George said that a lot more people have bought their trick products recently, saying that they are for self-defense, even though they clearly tell everyone that these products will not Differentiating between pure-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards, not to mention bulletproof, there are still many people buying..."

"The situation cannot be allowed to continue to deteriorate," Harry murmured. "We have to do something."

"I thought so too. But...but what are we going to do?" Hermione murmured, her eyes blank.

Harry took a few more steps in place, making up his mind.

"Let's start the school newspaper," he said softly, "although the school newspaper has not been officially approved to reopen after the Umbridge incident, but I think it's time to start it again, and we need it. "

"Do it quietly?" A voice sounded beside them, the three of them were startled, and quickly looked aside in shock.

"I think the idea is good." Dorothy clenched her right hand into a fist, tapped her palm, and looked at her brother beside her, "What do you think, Isaac?"

"Both the dean and the headmaster can't criticize it openly. The current Ministry of Magic is outright anti-Muggle faction, and it really can only be done secretly." Isaac said, "But it sounds feasible, and you think it's credible if you call it. People, Harry, we can move the machine in the school newspaper activity room to the Room of Requirement during the night, so as to avoid all kinds of name checks."

"Look at the latest issue of the school paper," Eli said, pushing several copies toward them.

"Isn't it forbidden? It is said that there is an order of the Ministry of Magic that does not allow private associations to host newspapers, and there is also an official order not to publish inappropriate remarks. Both of them are very blocked." Sirius asked in surprise. , took the newspaper and flipped through it, "Editor-in-Chief: Dumbledore's Army... what? Is it related to Dumbledore?"

"I guess it wasn't inspired by Dumbledore. The name is too high-profile. It looks like it was given by a student. It's a little naive, but it's very courageous." Remus commented, browsing the content carefully, and couldn't help being taken aback.

"It's Muggle-friendly," he murmured. "It's very thoughtful... and well written. We need this paper right now. Who made it? It's a good seed for our Order of the Phoenix."

"I have a guess about this, and I'll confirm it after I've been busy for a while. It should be him, sincere and full of courage, just like his parents." Eli rubbed his brows and sighed, "The children all know Things, it's hard to imagine that so many adult wizards have been fooled around."

"Don't have too many illusions about other people's IQ." Regulus said with a rare harsh comment, frowning, "There is also a reason for the official guidance of the Ministry of Magic-but it's strange that everyone didn't trust the Ministry of Magic so much before. Yes, I don't know why they cooperate so much this time, it seems like they have been brainwashed."

"Does it look a little familiar?" Alastor Moody said coldly. Everyone looked at him, and because of his words, they had some bad premonitions in their hearts.

"But... But Scrimgeour is not such a person." Sirius said, after experiencing many things and growing up to the present, he has obviously become calm and objective a lot, "Although I have a lot of trouble with him, we It's not pleasing to the eye, but he's a decent man, and if there's anyone in the Ministry who would never side with Voldemort, I think he's one of the few candidates."

"Yes, I think so too." Arthur Weasley said, "Although Scrimgeour's plan is harsh, it is also in line with his style. But he can quickly take the Ministry of Magic into his own hands, and then start to Guiding public opinion, this is really unimaginable. I have contacted him before, and I feel that he is not so good at politics, otherwise he would not become the director of the Auror office after Alastor retired. Alastor has already Not much of an officer—sorry, Alastor, for not saying what you meant..."

It doesn't matter.Alastor Moody waved his hand and said, "I also think this is very strange. He seems to have suddenly become enlightened in politics, and he doesn't look like him at all."

"I don't know..." Molly said suddenly, looked at them, and said hesitantly, "But... this Scrimgeour, can you be sure it's him? I still remember the last time when the mysterious man was powerful, We all need to be careful when we go home."

"The sobering potion can quickly remove the effects of the Imperius Curse, Molly." Arthur said to his wife. "At that time, people confirmed their identities because they were afraid that their companions would be controlled by the Sobering Curse, but now it's impossible..."

"What if it's not the Imperius Curse?" Regulus said suddenly, "My camouflage effect has not been removed by the awakening potion. Since there is a possibility, there may be a second black magic."

The meeting room was quiet for a while, everyone looked at each other, and then their faces changed suddenly.

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