Chapter 1136： got one's wish

  Chapter 1136 I got my wish

Late at night, Harry sat at the desk in his bedroom, casually flipping through the pile of the latest newspapers thrown on the table. He had been sitting here for nearly four hours, until the street outside was getting dark, because Dumbledore's owl letter reminded him However, he will be picked up at 4 Privet Drive at 11 o'clock and go to 12 Grimmauld Place to spend the rest of the vacation with Sirius. This is undoubtedly good news, the only problem is that the second hand moves too slowly, he has Don't distract yourself by reading the newspaper, lest the wait be too difficult.

  First newspaper front page story: Scrimgeour succeeds Fudge

  Most of the front page was taken up by a large black and white photo of a man waving at Harry as he read the newspaper.

  The second edition is praising the heroic deeds of Scrimgeour leading the Aurors against the dark wizards, and a series of policies after taking over as the Minister of Magic.

  However, Harry was more concerned about the previous battle. It is said that eight Death Eaters were killed by Aurors on the spot during the wedding ambush, and three Death Eaters were arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban.

  The most incredible thing is that the Aurors also captured and killed hundreds of dark wizards, creating unprecedented legends.

   This matter has been thoroughly spread throughout the British magical community.

   However, Harry saw something unusual behind this incident.

  The wedding mentioned in the newspaper obviously refers to Albert's wedding.

  Then the truth of this whole incident must be different from what was mentioned in the newspaper, and it is not surprising that it will turn into a big victory.

  Harry, who has experienced it once, is too familiar with it.

Albert is not easy to mess with. He had guarded against Voldemort and the Death Eaters going to make trouble at his wedding a long time ago. After the Death Eaters' plot against the wedding was predicted by Albert, that guy directly joined Skrein Jay, who turned the wedding into a deadly trap for the Death Eaters, taught the group of guys who would try to mess it up a lesson they'll never forget.

   "However, what's the matter with this letter?"

  Harry looked at the letter Scrimgeour had written to him, frowning slightly.

  The content of the letter is very simple. Scrimgeour hopes that Harry can support his policy of combating dark wizards, so as to promote everyone's determination to fight against dark wizards.

  The reason why Harry was so troubled was that the letter was sent by Mr. Weasley, Kingsley and Percy together. The content is to hope that he can give a premeditated interview in the Leaky Cauldron while shopping in Diagon Alley, and take a photo along the way. The only thing Harry needs to do is to express his support for the Ministry of Magic's policy of cracking down on dark wizards in an interview with reporters, and the other party even thinks out his lines for him.

Harry softly read the line in the letter: "I very much agree with the Ministry of Magic's tough measures against dark wizards. When facing these evil guys, you must not be soft-hearted or merciless, because it is against yourself, your family, and your family. Everyone’s life is irresponsible.”

   Well, this is still very reasonable.

  He also felt that it was right to kill the group of black wizards, because being soft-hearted and showing mercy was irresponsible to himself, his family, and everyone's life.

   It is said that in the previous ambush, several Ministry of Magic Aurors were also killed.

   It's just that this passage doesn't look like something a Ministry of Magic politician would say at all, and Harry suspects that this is Albert's brilliant idea for Skrein.

  Mr. Weasley and Kingsley's positions in the Ministry of Magic have been rapidly promoted. In Harry's opinion, the new minister obviously has the intention of showing favor to him.

  Otherwise, Mr. Weasley and Kingsley will not let Mr. Weasley and Kingsley tell him the latest policy of the Ministry of Science and Magic, and the use of Veritaserum to determine the crimes of dark wizards, so as to ensure that innocent people will not be affected.

  Harry's thoughts stopped because the alarm went off.

  It's eleven o'clock.

  He opened the window and squinted at the sidewalk below. A tall figure in a long cloak arrived as promised, walking down the garden path.

  The bell below rang, and Harry hurried down the stairs, opening the door almost shortly after the ringing had ended. His luggage had already been moved to the entrance, and the Dursleys would have liked to see him go.

  Dumbledore stood just outside the door, smiling at Harry who opened the door.

   "Shall we go now, sir?" Harry asked excitedly.

   "Go, of course. However, there are a few things that I need to discuss with your aunt and uncle." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I think we'd better not talk about these things outside."

   "Sir, they've already rested, do I need to wake them up now?" Harry didn't think it was a good idea, but asked anyway.

   "I can only disturb them for a while."

   In fact, the Dursleys were not asleep, but they would not be in a good mood when they were called up to face their most hated wizard. They thought Harry would leave quietly.

   "This must be Petunia." Dumbledore introduced himself with a smile, "I am Albus Dumbledore. We passed letters."

  This made Harry feel very funny, if shouting a letter counted as a letter.

  Probably seeing the fear and anxiety on the faces of the Dursleys, Dumbledore directly cut to the point.

   "Harry will be an adult in a year."

   "In the wizarding world, one becomes an adult at the age of seventeen." Harry explained to his aunt and uncle.

   "Absurd."

Uncle Vernon muttered something, but Dumbledore ignored him, and continued: "The wizard named Voldemort has returned to this country. The wizarding world is currently at war. Harry is in a better situation than I was fifteen years ago. It's even more dangerous to put him on your steps."

"When Harry becomes a man, the powerful protective spell I cast fifteen years ago will cease to be effective. I hope you will allow Harry to come back to this home again before his seventeenth birthday, and put that It's important that the protective power lasts until then."

  No one in the Dursleys said anything. Judging from their expressions, it was obvious that they hoped that they would hurry up and leave.

   "Okay, Harry...it's time for us to go. See you next time." Dumbledore stood up, straightened his black cloak, put on his hat, and walked out of the living room quickly.

"goodbye!"

  Harry said goodbye to the Dursleys and followed him. He wanted to consult Dumbledore on something.

  With a bang, the door behind was slammed shut.

  Harry heard the Dursleys breathe a sigh of relief.

   "It seems that we are not welcome here." Dumbledore joked with a smile.

   "Sir, I have a letter from the new minister."

  Harry glanced at Dumbledore secretly, and talked about the letter he received yesterday without haste.

   "It was originally Fudge's idea." Dumbledore laughed, "He once wanted to meet you, and hoped that you would support him—before Voldemort warned and the Brockdale Bridge broke."

   "After Umbridge did all those stupid things?" Harry sneered with a strange expression on his face, "Is he trying to get my support, is his mind broken by the door?"

   "Speaking of which, no one accused Fudge of colluding with the Death Eaters to send him to Azkaban Prison."

   "Scremgeour needs a smooth handover of power." Dumbledore explained: "Moreover, the accusation of collusion with the Death Eaters may not necessarily be established."

"He exonerated the Death Eaters in the previous case, and he also had financial ties with the Death Eaters. The Ministry of Magic convicted him, and he can easily find ten different reasons." Harry dragged the suitcase, walking explain.

  "Although Scrimgeour succeeded in using the group of Death Eaters as a stepping stone, it doesn't look like his handwriting. It's more like Albert using the Ministry of Magic to retaliate against the Death Eaters."

   "Oh, why do you say that?"

   "Getting married and being targeted by someone, backhandedly teaching the other party a lesson, much like what Albert would do." Harry muttered.

   "Makes sense."

   "Sir, how was Albert's wedding?" Harry said suddenly, "I heard that Snape is the only one in the school who didn't receive the invitation?"

"In order to prevent anyone from sneaking in and making trouble, the wedding venue was strictly protected by the Fidelity Curse." Dumbledore changed the topic and said, "Also, many famous wizards in the magic world were there, I think you can probably imagine the atmosphere at the venue. "

   "Depressed?"

"It can only be said that everyone went to the wedding to send blessings to the young newlyweds," Dumbledore recalled with a smile, "However, the food at the wedding banquet was delicious and received unanimous praise from everyone. "

   "Do you think I should be interviewed, sir?" Harry brought the subject back.

   "What do you think?" Dumbledore asked back.

   "I don't know what Scrimgeour wants to use me for?" Harry saw sincerity in the new minister's letter, sincerity aimed at the dark wizard, but there must be a reason for the other party to do that.

"That's an interesting question," said Dumbledore softly. "Scremgeour has been working on dealing with Dark wizards, and judging from the wartime policy he has promulgated, he still has been doing that. Scrimgeour obviously hopes that we can support him." The policy against the Death Eaters strengthens everyone's confidence in the Ministry of Magic."

   "Do you think Scrimgeour will succeed?" Harry asked curiously, "Leading everyone through the current difficulties."

   "Scremgeour is capable, and more decisive and courageous than Connelly." Dumbledore commented.

"But Albert's evaluation of Scrimgeour is unlucky. He thinks that Scrimgeour is likely to die in office, and the wizarding world will collapse and be controlled by Voldemort." To be honest, Harry is more willing to believe that Scrimgeour Burt's prophecy.

   There is no way, I can only understand the horror of that guy through personal experience, the guy's mouth is really scary, no wonder Voldemort wants to find a chance to kill him.

"It is undeniable that Scrimgeour has taken over a mess, and the current Ministry of Magic is really troublesome, so Mr. Anderson's evaluation of the unlucky guy is actually correct." Dumbledore frowned slightly, and it was not the first time he had heard Albert It was prophesied that the Ministry of Magic would collapse.

   In his opinion, there is only one case where the Ministry of Magic will collapse.

  He is dead, powerless to stop.

   Reminiscent of Albert saying that the next search for the Horcrux might be dangerous, and he was foreseen that he would be severely injured, and it might kill him?

   "I think Scrimgeour should hire Albert as the minister's special adviser. Maybe the Ministry of Magic can have a turnaround."

   "Scrimgeour tried, but was flatly rejected."

   "Like him," Harry grumbled.

   "Almost forgot." Stopping at the intersection of Privet Drive, Dumbledore turned to Harry and said, "I hope you have your wand and invisibility cloak ready."

   "Aren't we going straight to 12 Grimmauld Place?" Harry was taken by surprise, but was quickly replaced by a surge of excitement that Dumbledore was clearly taking him on an adventure there.

   "We are going to visit our old colleagues today." After Harry took out the invisibility cloak, Dumbledore flicked his wand, and the box, cage and Hedwig disappeared.

   "Your luggage, I will send them to No. 12, Grimmauld Place, so as not to get in the way with them."

"Old colleague?"

   "We are short of professors again, and we need to persuade one of my retired colleagues to return to Hogwarts to continue his tenure."

   "Professor Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Harry guessed.

   "No, he is the Potions Professor." Dumbledore said.

   "So, Snape finally got his wish?" Harry frowned slightly, surprised at Dumbledore's decision to let Snape be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

   "It's Professor Snape." Dumbledore corrected.

   "This is really good news." Harry said happily

   "Good news?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

  The position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was cursed by Voldemort a long time ago, and each professor will not hold it for more than one semester, which means that Snape will have an accident and get out of Hogwarts next year.

  He didn't think that Snape, who had been a Death Eater, would be immune to the effects of Voldemort's curse.

  Can this not be good news?

   "How can I help, sir?" Harry changed the subject.

   "I think you'll be useful." Dumbledore raised his arm and said, "Ok Harry, grab my arm and we're off."

   "All right, sir."

  After Harry grabbed Dumbledore's outstretched forearm, he was dragged in by a suction force, and the squeeze from all directions almost suffocated him.

   "Are you okay?" Dumbledore looked down at the retching Harry with concern, "This feeling needs to get used to slowly."

   “I prefer to fly on a broomstick.”

  Although Harry said he didn't like it, he also knew that he must master Apparation as soon as possible so that he could grow up quickly.

"This way."

  Dumbledore walked briskly, leading Harry through the town, stopping in front of a neat little stone house in a garden.

  The door of the house hung crookedly, as if someone had broken in violently.

   "Oh my gosh!"

   "Sir, there is no Dark Mark." Harry looked up at the sky, but couldn't find the Dark Mark. "If the Death Eaters really came, they would definitely leave the Dark Mark on the house."

   "You're right." Dumbledore looked around on both sides of the street and said softly, "It seems that my old friend doesn't welcome other guests."

   "Could it be because we came so late." Harry muttered.

   "Draw out your wand and come with me, Harry," whispered Dumbledore, "I hope we don't come in vain."

  (end of this chapter)