Return to the tent.

Hermione and Ron were cautious, and then they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was a familiar person coming back from outside.

George and Fred also put away the stinky dung eggs and fireworks.

"Good news! Malfoy has been caught!" As soon as he entered the tent, Sirius raised his arms and cheered to George and the others. He had also heard about the second grade.

"Younger or older?" George subconsciously asked.

"It's Lucius Malfoy." Sirius was excited, and he put his arm around Arthur's shoulders, "Be happy, Arthur, we are all a family here, there is no need to be secretive anymore."

George and Fred cheered.

"It would be great if we could capture little Malfoy too." Ron sighed, a little disappointed.

Fred immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, my dear brother, little Malfoy cannot be taken away. If he leaves, we will have much less fun."

Hermione, who was circling Harry to check if there were any wounds on his body, immediately raised her head and looked at the two of them with serious eyes: "So this year you still plan to let Gryffindor only have a few dozen points?"

"We will try to be as hidden as possible." George immediately raised his hand and solemnly promised.

Fred was equally serious: "Hermione, what you told us is very useful. We will study hard and practice it in the new school year."

Hermione blushed slightly.

"Be gentle." Arthur and Harry said at the same time.

George was stunned.

Fred was confused: "It's understandable that Dad said this, but Harry, why are you doing this?"

"After school starts, Malfoy will be a child without a father." Harry said expressionlessly.

George exclaimed: "Harry, you always say things that surprise me."

"We can let little Malfoy feel his father's love again." Fred tried to keep a straight face, imitating Percy's serious expression, "Father's love from the Weasley family."

"Don't go too far." Arthur warned again, "At least don't let your mother know, she will definitely send you a shouting letter."

George and Fred agreed wholeheartedly.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The reappearance of the Dark Mark, whether it is real or a joke most anticipated by the Ministry of Magic, this thing that has ravaged Great Britain for decades has undoubtedly evoked the biggest fear buried deep in the wizard's heart.

fear.

Scrimgeour looked tired and came over to negotiate with Harry.

The night is dark.

The Weasleys stayed in this tent, with Arthur sharing a room with Sirius and Lupine, George and Fred in one, Ron and Harry in one, and as the girls, Ginny and Hermione slept in

In the same room.

But by this time, everyone else had gone to bed.

Only Harry and Hermione were still there.

In the empty living room, there were only three people and the smell of some tiny insects.

"Mr. Potter, you have really caused big trouble for our Auror office." Scrimgeour looked tired and took the black tea poured by Hermione, "You just arrested dozens of dark wizards who were suspected of being Death Eaters.

Two purebloods live here."

"One of them is the head of the Malfoy family."

Harry took a glass of milk: "That should make those purebloods reflect. I caught Malfoy on purpose, but I didn't choose that one specially."

Scrimgeour sighed and took a sip of black tea: "Are you really sure that the house elf you saw is Winky? The one from Mr. Crouch's family."

After saying that, he paused: "I am asking you as the director of the Auror Office."

Harry nodded: "No matter how many times, I am sure of what I saw."

Scrimgeour rubbed his head in pain. After a while, he looked at Harry resentfully: "One more thing, Rita Skeeter is outside. Do you want to see her?"

Harry shook his head and refused decisively: "I don't want to."

He had been in contact with the reporter. When school started last year, he was noisy like a mosquito at the train station. He also tried to use weak magic to induce Harry to say some shocking remarks. It seems that in this world, except for the Sorting Hat

, there is no qualified bard.

"Then let me help you stop her." Scrimgeour stood up and said, "Mr. Potter, I wish you a sweet dream."

He turned and left.

The tent became quiet again.

Only a few children were left talking in their sleep, mumbling vague words.

Early the next morning.

Harry had just returned from exercising outside when he heard Hermione's angry voice in the tent. Harry opened the door curtain and poked his head in. He saw her slamming the table, making Crookshanks and Hedwig tremble with fear.

.

She held a copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand, and it was the words she read that ignited her emotions.

"How is that possible! How could he say that!" Hermione gritted her teeth, her hands turned red from beating her hands, but the slightest pain did not weaken her anger.

Harry took her hand and picked up the newspaper with the other hand: "What's wrong?"

Hermione said nothing, still angry.

Harry looked down.

The headline on the front page was exactly what happened last night. The huge Dark Mark was swallowing a long snake. Next to the Dark Mark, there were photos of three people. Lucius was stepped on the ground by Harry and looked confused. His face was pale.

Green, half-dead Avery.

And Harry, expressionless, wearing leather armor, holding a wand in one hand and a snake-bone sword in the other.

The newspaper described what happened last night in great detail.

In detail.

"As far as the author knows, Mr. Malfoy was deliberately caught by Harry Potter. In Mr. Malfoy's defense, he repeatedly emphasized that he was controlled by the Imperius Curse. Although the testimony was ruled invalid, waiting for Malfoy

Sir, it’s Azkaban.”

"The other Mr. Avery could not even attend the Ministry of Magic's interrogation. He was still in St. Mungo's emergency room at this time. It is reported that when he was fighting with Mr. Potter, he was poisoned by a poison.

The venom of the extremely evil dark magical creature, the basilisk.”

"We have to talk about the boy-who-lived, the legendary savior, the successor of Gryffindor - Harry Potter. He is a very talented little wizard, but he is also a genius.

A very restless young wizard, some Hogwarts students revealed to the author that when he graduated last year, Mr. Potter had a conflict with a professor and even cut off the professor's arm. However, this incident was revealed by the same family background.

Gryffindor is extremely partial to Mr. Potter, and Headmaster Dumbledore has to tutor Mr. Potter once a week."

"Independent thinking is a wizard's greatest asset."

"The author, who was born in Ravenclaw, after hearing the news, couldn't help but think, can Harry Potter really be the savior?"

"The savior I am looking forward to is a white wizard who is kinder and greater than Dumbledore, not a wizard who is good at murderous swordsmanship, good at using poison, and even injures the professor when he conflicts with him."

There is something wrong with my state today, so I will make do with two chapters. I will adjust it tonight and work hard tomorrow!!!
Chapter completed!