Chapter 1415： Solution

  Chapter 1415 Solution

  The development of this matter is still a bit unexpected.

  After the news of Sirius Black's killing spread quickly, it still caused a lot of commotion in several small groups that resisted Voldemort.

   It can be considered that they still have a bit of conscience, and they don't just watch Death Eater jokes like everyone else.

  The little commotion was quickly subsided by the appearance of Sirius.

   "I think I'm alive."

   This is the first sentence Sirius said after appearing in the shelter.

   "I can't understand why the Ministry of Magic would release such stupid fake news. Maybe it's part of some ridiculous conspiracy of theirs, but they are undoubtedly shooting themselves in the foot."

  The appearance of Sirius directly collapsed the ridiculous "conspiracy" of the Death Eaters.

However, because the insiders are hiding in the asylum, the British magic circle is still not clear that Sirius is still alive, let alone that it is just a "conspiracy" of the Death Eaters. Fortunately, people do not pay attention to this matter, they prefer to Seeing that the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters are unlucky, they are eating melons and watching the fun.

   In any case, the death eaters and dark wizards standoff is undoubtedly good for everyone in the UK.

  After losing a large number of dog legs, most Death Eaters dare not do trouble alone, for fear of being remembered by the Order of the Phoenix or the Defense Association, and there are fewer tragedies happening around them.

  However, this incident really made Yaxley feel a bit miserable, and made his hair less in the recent period.

  No way, as Voldemort's right-hand man, if he can mess up such a small matter, God knows what terrible things will happen when Voldemort returns.

   It's like sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

  Yaxley never imagined that he would have to face such a problem one day.

   Once upon a time, those unsightly smelly fish and rotten shrimps became so important?

  Since a large number of second-generation Death Eaters died, the remaining third-generation Death Eaters are all useless waste.

   Death Eaters are getting weaker.

  It's all a conspiracy of that damned Mudblood!

  This terrible truth made Yaxley break out in a cold sweat. He was aware of this problem a long time ago, but he just didn't want to admit it, but now... Yaxley had to face this problem squarely.

   Today's Death Eaters are so weak that they must rely on dark wizards to confront the Order of the Phoenix and the Defense Association head-on.

  Yaxley was powerless to change anything.

  After discussing with Snape, the two decided to stabilize the dark wizard and remove the black pot from his head, so as not to be punished by the Dark Lord.

For this reason, they had to pour out a lot of Galleons to stabilize the dark wizards who had finally gathered together, but the incident that happened before still had too much influence, most of the dark wizards still had a crush on the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters. Doubtful.

   This made the Death Eaters weak.

   Especially without the protection of Voldemort, they are no longer the opponents of the Order of the Phoenix and the Defense Association.

  After losing the black wizard group of thugs this time, most of the Death Eaters chose not to make trouble out of their own safety considerations, causing the ghouls they just created to become the prey of the Defense Association members again.

   For this reason, the headquarters of the association has been particularly lively recently, almost like a carnival, and nothing makes them more excited than going out to make troubles after becoming stronger.

  Everyone didn’t seem to feel tired at all, and they all actively seized the opportunity to participate, because they knew very well that such an opportunity was rare, and once the mysterious person returned to the UK, they would have to hide again.

   "Everyone is getting used to how to fight!" Cedric was very pleased with this, which meant that the entire association was becoming stronger at an astonishing speed, which was something he never thought of before joining.

   "It should be said how to fight with the Nether Corpse." Albert corrected, "Fighting a wizard is different from fighting with a Nether Corpse, but it is a good thing to get used to fighting, which means that they have begun to grow."

   "By the way, that..."

  Looking at Cedric who hesitated to speak, Albert crossed his hands and looked at him calmly: "Do you want to ask me why I didn't stop the atrocities of the Death Eaters?"

   Cedric was silent.

   Those infernal corpses were all made of Muggle corpses that were mercilessly massacred by Death Eaters.

"We can't stop the Death Eaters, you know this very well, don't you?" Albert looked into Cedric's eyes and continued: "It is much easier to destroy than to protect, and we can only do what we can matter."

"If you really want to stop the evil deeds of the Death Eaters, then quickly train your combat ability, kill those Death Eaters as much as possible in the final battle, and solve the problem at the source. It's easier not to save the Muggles."

  Cedric opened his mouth slightly, realizing that he had just made a stupid mistake.

   It wasn't Albert who killed those Muggles, let alone turned those Muggles into ghosts.

  Everything is the fault of the Death Eaters, and he actually came to Albert because of this?

  It is ridiculous to think that Albert is unwilling to help Muggles killed by Death Eaters.

   "If you really encounter a problem that is difficult to solve, there are two solutions in this world." Albert looked at Cedric with a half-smile.

   "What method?" Cedric asked.

   "Solve the person who raised the problem, or solve the person who created the problem." Albert looked at Cedric and asked, "If it were you, which one would you choose?"

  Cedric didn't answer. He knew that Albert would choose that, and he knew that he should choose that, because he was the one who asked the question.

  It would be easy to shut up by yourself, but that was obviously not the answer Cedric wanted.

   "You really have...a bad personality."

  Sanna put a cup of black tea in front of Albert, looked at Cedric's back and shook her head, "Did you mean it?"

"I'm just telling Cedric the truth. Maybe the words are not so friendly, but I will be angry." Albert took a sip of black tea: "In my opinion, Cedric came to ask me this question It's so stupid, it sounds like it's my fault for not saving the Muggles, and it's me, not the Death Eaters who kill and set fires. And I'm not omnipotent, even if I change Dumbledore can't be better than me, why should I be accused like that, just because I know divination and I have the ability to save them? It's really naive and cute."

   "So, you plan to hit them hard?" Shanna knew about Albert's plan.

   "Yes! This is a good opportunity. After all, people need to be tempered. Fred, George and Lee Jordan are all very good, and even Kenneth's brain is more normal than his."

   "Are you not afraid to play off?" Shanna asked curiously.

   "I'm afraid, but I'm afraid it won't solve the problem, and there are some things that I can't decide." When Albert said this, Shanna couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

"We must let them feel the pressure, otherwise many people are likely to die in the decisive battle in the near future. After all, there is a price to be paid for underestimating the enemy." Albert put down his teacup and sighed softly, "It's all my fault for protecting them Very good."

   "Because no one died, everyone has full confidence in you and is willing to follow your command."

   "Maybe." Albert murmured, "The progress of the other shelter will be a little faster."

  (end of this chapter)