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"Speaking of Death Eaters," Mr. Weasley pondered, "I heard someone in the ministry say this..."

Everyone's eyes turned towards Mr. Weasley curiously.

He didn't deliberately lie about it, "There seems to have been another prison break in Azkaban before, and it was large-scale. This matter was only circulated in the Auror Office, but it has not been confirmed."

Harry looked at Sirius with some confusion,

"How many Death Eaters are there in Azkaban?"

Under the careful guidance of Sirius, today's Harry is finally no longer the foolish boy who knew nothing about common sense in the wizarding world.

At least, he didn't ask silly questions like what Death Eaters are.

Sirius's expression was a little solemn.

"If no Death Eaters are tortured to death by dementors during the period after I am released from prison..."

He sighed slowly, "As far as I know, there must be more than fifty or sixty people."

The appearance of Azkaban looks like a huge bunker made of black stone.

At that time, Sirius was in a hurry to escape from prison, and it was impossible to count how many Death Eaters there were in Azkaban floor by floor.

However, he also spent more than ten years squatting in Azkaban.

He knows better than others the number of Death Eaters still alive in Azkaban.

The number he mentioned should be considered relatively close to the real number.

"Fifty or sixty extremely vicious Death Eaters are preparing to cause trouble outside.

The Ministry of Magic didn't take any precautions at all." Kyle looked strange, "Fudge is really capable."

"Speaking of which," Amos Diggory, who also worked at the Ministry of Magic, nodded in agreement, "this can be considered a typical style of Minister Fudge."

Covering the lid in order to ensure the smooth holding of the Quidditch World Cup is indeed a stupid thing that Fudge can do.

Well now, the event was successfully held, but within a few hours of being happy, the camp exploded on the spot.

Charlie, who had a somewhat hot temper, slapped the table angrily, "How could Fudge do this!"

Kyle's eyes drifted to Dumbledore, who was silent at the side, "Dad, I remember that it was you who supported Fudge to this position."

The tent instantly became quiet.

Kyle dared to confront Dumbledore, but they didn't.

If you laugh out loud at this time and make Dumbledore feel resentful, then send it.

Although Dumbledore was not that kind of villain, they did not dare to make mistakes, so everyone had to endure it very hard.

Dumbledore, who looked a little confused, raised his fist and wanted to hit Kyle. Kyle, who had already learned the lesson, hid behind Grindelwald with a sliding tackle.

Can't hit it,

Hey hey.

Dumbledore's face darkened, and he finally retracted his hand silently.

When he withdrew his eyes from Kyle, everyone immediately looked away from the show.

"So sleepy, Fred."

"Yes, yes, it will be dawn in a few hours."

The two brothers, George and Fred, left shoulder to shoulder.

With these two living treasures taking the lead, others also found various reasons to run away from the range of Dumbledore's wrath.

Because everyone's original tents were destroyed in the Death Eater attack, they all ended up sleeping in the Kyle family's tent.

The Kyle family's tent is spacious enough to accommodate several times more people.

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After everyone dispersed, Kyle naturally couldn't wait to return to his room.

Both Konan and Hermione were still asleep.

Due to the craziness earlier tonight, both of them were quite tired, so they slept deeply.

In addition, thanks to the barrier Kyle placed in the room before leaving, it eliminated external interference. At this time, the effect of the barrier still exists.

Even if the mountains and the ground were shattered by the beating outside, it could not affect the two women in the barrier.

The sleeping positions of the two have changed somewhat compared to when Kyle left. There was originally a place for Kyle between the two, but at this moment it was squeezed by the two and disappeared.

Maybe they all thought the people around them were Kyle,

They gradually got closer to each other in their sleep and finally hugged each other. The scene looked great.

Looking at the two people hugging each other tightly,

Kyle scratched his hair helplessly.

Is it possible that I have to sleep on the sofa tonight?

No, he finally completed the transformation from boy to man, but not even half an hour passed before he was reduced to sleeping on the sofa.

In the end, Kyle didn't bother the tired two people. He quietly took out a new quilt from the cabinet and fell asleep on the sofa.

…

At the same time, in the conference room on the second floor of Malfoy Manor.

At this time, Snape was similar to Cornelius Fudge who had learned that his family's treasury had been completely robbed. He was performing "The Wrath of the Sect" in the manor's conference hall.

Little Malfoy, who was eavesdropping outside the conference room, was frightened when he heard the roars of his father and Professor Snape.

Because there was a door across the room, and due to his excessive anger, Draco was unable to hear clearly what was said in the conference room. He could only vaguely hear the following sentences:

"He saves fuel more than a thief!"

"Seventy thousand Death Eaters came to the camp and raced!"

…

After listening for a long time, Draco didn't know what they were talking about.

At this moment, the door downstairs opened with a creak, and Narcissa hurriedly ran up from downstairs along with the sound of hurried footsteps.

Draco, who was lying outside the conference hall eavesdropping, was suddenly startled. By the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late to hide.

His mother never allowed him to participate in the affairs of these desperate Death Eaters. According to the past, his eavesdropping behavior would definitely be reprimanded by his mother.

But the strange thing is that today Narcissa just glared at him and then walked past him into the conference room.

After a moment, the roaring conference hall suddenly became quiet, and then, the Death Eaters who had been training in the conference hall filed out with impatient expressions on their faces.

"This is..." Looking at the joy on the faces of the group of people, Draco was a little confused.

Weren't those people all trained like grandchildren by Professor Snape just now? Why did they suddenly change their expressions like this?

A hand gently held Draco's shoulder. Draco looked up and saw his father's solemn expression.

"Draco, please be respectful later, understand?"

Draco was still a little confused, but he understood after a moment.

Many Death Eaters were neatly arranged in two teams on the path outside the door, standing on both sides of the road.

Three figures slowly appeared at the end of the road. As they gradually approached, Draco could clearly see that the person in the middle was holding a curled-up baby in his arms.

No, that's not a baby.

Draco had never seen anything less baby-like.

There was no hair on its body, replaced by layers of scales. The skin showed a strange dark red color, as if it was injured, and its arms and legs were thin and soft.

Its face is a flat snake face with a pair of sparkling red eyes.

Draco suddenly realized with horror that that was...

Voldemort!