Hagrid drank down the wine glass in his hand and muttered as he looked at the family members of several association members who turned to leave.
"I don't know, but I think it should be possible to prevent them from committing suicide, otherwise Albert wouldn't let us do this." Mr. Tonks also poured himself a glass of warm beer, "No matter what, we have tried our best.
."
The two of them followed Albert's suggestion and gave a little reminder and warning to the family members of the association members. It would be better if they could save their lives by the way.
Because Albert had made it clear that once they left this shelter, there was a high probability that they would be caught by Death Eaters and lose their lives, but it was difficult to convince people just by persuasion.
Most people are so mean, and Albert is helpless.
Naturally, the two of them would not refuse this opportunity to save people, and they could also save Albert some trouble.
"What if there are still people who don't want to believe it and plan to leave the shelter?" Tonks took out the map she had prepared in advance, looked sideways at Hagrid and asked, "Do you think we should tie up that guy to prevent him from killing him?"
You and your family have been in trouble."
"This is a good idea. No matter what, the most important thing is to survive."
Hagrid put down his wooden wine glass, stood up, and walked towards a corner. After a while, he came back with a tightly bound middle-aged wizard on his shoulders.
"I really don't understand what they are thinking and why they are eager to die."
Mr. Tonks looked at the man who was knocked unconscious by Hagrid, and really couldn't understand what these people were thinking.
"Probably because they are more willing to trust their own judgment than Albert's warning, just like me before."
When Hagrid talked about this incident, his mouth was full of bitterness. He took the wine glass handed by Tonks, poured a large sip of beer into his mouth, and laughed at himself, "Man, if you have to wait until you are deflated, you will have to pay a heavy price."
Only after paying the price can we finally wake up."
"So, will they really die if they leave this shelter?" Mr. Tonks asked curiously. He didn't know Albert as well as Hagrid. Although he was willing to believe Albert's words, he didn't believe it all.
.
"80% chance of death, otherwise Albert wouldn't have warned us specifically and would have asked us to guard him here."
Hagrid drank another glass of ale in one gulp and murmured, "However, I don't think those guys would be willing to accept it just like that. It would take a few people to die before they would realize what a stupid thing they had done.
"
"Will someone die?" Tonks was surprised.
"I don't know, but I always thought someone would die because I used to be so stubborn. It wasn't until I was captured in Azkaban and almost lost my head that I realized how stupid I was." Hagrid said.
I went directly back to my room to rest.
As Hagrid expected, there are always a few unbelievers in everything, and they are gathering together to discuss a series of weird things that happened today.
To be honest, everyone's mood was extremely complicated. They were grateful to Albert and others for taking the risk to save them, but they also blamed Albert for dragging him and his family into crisis.
"Have you decided to join them?"
Mr. Thompson was very surprised at Mr. Diggory's choice.
"Otherwise, what else can we do? We actually have no choice. Cedric secretly told me that Albert suspects that we may have tracking magic on us."
Mr. Digory was also helpless, because Cedric had clearly talked to him about this matter, and after the last time, his attitude was very tough this time. If they were not willing, they would directly tamper with their memories and wait for the war to end.
People usually follow blindly. After Mr. Diggory took the lead in expressing his opinions, others also expressed their willingness to stay and check the situation before making a decision.
However, just after staying peacefully in the shelter for two days, several people received bad news from the radio. The houses of the rescued wizards had been robbed by dark wizards, and even the houses were burned down.
This is undoubtedly a big blow to the families who have just escaped from the Ministry of Magic prison. Some people even think that escaping from prison is the stupidest decision at present.
Mr. Thompson apparently thinks so.
However, this was not the reason why he planned to leave the shelter temporarily, but to send a letter to his wife, telling him that he was safe and asking her to hide carefully.
Not long after Mr. Thompson left the asylum, he was captured by the dark wizard.
Just as Albert expected, someone used a tracking spell on them and even watched them twenty-four hours a day.
The news of the capture of a fugitive was a source of great joy to Yaxley.
In any case, recapturing a fugitive would help Yaxley make up for his mistakes.
They might be able to extract some useful information from that guy's mind.
When he was brought to Voldemort by the Death Eaters, Mr. Thompson's legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground as soon as he was let go, looking at the ferocious Dark Lord with a horrified face.
At this moment, Mr. Thompson regretted why he had not listened to Albert's warning, but it was already too late.
"I'm a pure-blood and I didn't join the Order of the Phoenix. I can tell you everything you want to know."
Mr. Thompson's mind was working rapidly, and in the shortest possible time, he said what he thought would be the best way to save his life.
These words stunned everyone present.
Voldemort looked at the person in front of him up and down, and could easily see through the other person's little thoughts. He twisted his lips and said, "What useful news can you bring me."
"I know the location of that shelter." Mr. Thompson breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly.
"I already know." Voldemort had already raised the wand in his hand, "It seems that you can't bring me too valuable news."
"No, wait, I am willing to take refuge...ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly sounded after Voldemort's wand fell.
After a long time, Voldemort removed his wand and left Mr. Thompson lying on the ground like a pile of mud.
"Let me see what secrets you hide."
In the past, Voldemort would have really not minded having multiple purebloods come to seek refuge with him, but it was different now. He was more concerned about the Mudblood and worried that this guy was the Mudblood's conspiracy.
Therefore, Voldemort did not hesitate to invade the other party's brain in order to obtain more useful information.
This also led to the secret that Hufflepuff's Kevin Thompson was a member of the Association directly exposed to Voldemort.
The next result was as Albert expected. Mr. Thompson not only enjoyed the Cruciatus Curse package kindly provided by Voldemort, but also cheated his own son.
After learning the news, Voldemort naturally would not let go of this opportunity easily, and planned to use Thompson to capture his son.
A member of a defense association is obviously more valuable.
And how to make the other party obey is a very simple matter for them.
