Hogwarts Homecoming

Voldemort's prediction was very accurate. Amosta's remarks in the newspaper were like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar immediately.

Mornings at the Ministry of Magic are always busy, whether in wartime or in peacetime.

But things are different today.

Every floor of the Ministry of Magic was shrouded in an eerie silence. The officials walking upstairs and downstairs had anxious expressions on their faces.

"The second level, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, includes the Office for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic, the Auror Command and the Wizengamot Administration."

The gate opened, and Sirius came out of the elevator car and came to a corridor with doors on both sides.

The false windows on both sides of the wall cast bright sunlight into the corridor, illuminating the corridor brightly, but they could not dispel the uneasiness that filled the air.

Sirius walked expressionlessly through the corridor, passed a corner, passed through two heavy oak doors, and came to a messy open area divided into many small compartments, and here was the famous Auror in the British wizarding world. office.

Since Voldemort's resurrection, a large number of bad guys have poured into the country through various channels, turning the country's security into a mess.

The Aurors, who already had a heavy workload, could not rest for a moment, and no one could be seen in the office.

Sirius walked into the public office area. As expected, he didn't see any colleagues here, but the wizards behind the two supervisory seats immediately cast their eyes at him.

One of these two men was Rufus Scrimgeour, the titular head of the Auror Office.

Scrimgeour's eyes made contact with Sirius and then moved away. He lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper in his hand, treating Sirius like air.

Sirius's brows wrinkled slightly.

Because of Amosta, Scrimgeour was very unwelcome to him as soon as he entered the ministry. However, in the past few days, Sirius could clearly feel that Scrimgeour's cold attitude had softened. He looked like he wanted to kill himself with his eyes.

On the other supervisor's table sat Delis, who had gained favor for some unknown reason and was forcibly pushed to the supervisor's position by the highest level of the department.

This guy who is not much smarter than a pig now has a lot of power in his hands.

Through the direct intervention of Cornelius Fudge, an expanded team of batsmen led by Ms. Bones had fallen into his hands.

And the Auror command that originally belonged to Scrimgeour gradually fell into his hands.

The way Delis looked at him was more in line with Sirius' expectations.

Delis, who was also holding a newspaper in his hand, looked at Sirius with an expression that could be called hatred. His eyes were reddish, veins appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his eyes were still twitching slightly.

"You're late, Blake!"

idiot--

Sirius also looked at Delis coldly, he didn't even bother to pay attention to Delis's words.

After walking to his seat and looking at the notes that didn't need to be processed, Sirius raised his head and ignored Deli's frantic expression of morale. He walked directly through the Auror's office and opened another door in the inner room. The oaks left.

The sound of newspapers being thrown in the room behind him did not move Sirius. He walked quickly through the corridor, then turned left and came to another corridor. Then he turned right and walked into a dimly lit and shabby corridor. Terrible hallway.

The door of a room on the right at the end of the corridor was slightly ajar, and Sirius, who was approaching, could hear muffled voices inside.

The people in the room were also very alert. After hearing Sirius's footsteps, the talking immediately stopped, and a vigilant face poked out from the crack in the door.

"Ah, it's Sirius—"

The guard on Kingsley's dark face immediately disappeared after seeing Sirius.

"Oh, Kingsley—"

Sirius's frost-covered face also showed a smile,

"What are you doing here, Arthur? Kingsley, why aren't you in your seat?"

"I wasn't there for the same reason you were, Sirius. Only Scrimgeour and Delis were there, and it was killing me."

Kingsley opened the door and allowed Sirius to squeeze into the 'Prohibited Misuse of Muggle Articles Office'.

"Oh, it's a good thing Perkins is on leave today, otherwise this room wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people."

Arthur said that he took some of the papers on his desk and stuffed them under the filing cabinet, making room for Sirius to rest his butt on the desk.

"Thanks--"

Sirius said with a smile, not feeling embarrassed at all, and then sat on Arthur's desk.

"Did you see this report, from Rita Skeeter, about Amosta and Hogwarts-"

After Sirius settled his ass, Arthur immediately waved the newspaper angrily,

"This is outrageous!"

"That's outrageous?" Sirius said a little surprised,

"Who are you talking about, Arthur?"

"Who else could it be!"

Arthur threw the newspaper on the table. The photo on the cover of the paper showed several young wizards standing timidly at the table in the auditorium, and on the table were a few pitiful pieces of dry bread and potato pancakes.

"Molly was absolutely furious. I never dared to tell her about the conflict between the school board and Hogwarts, but now that it has been reported, there is no way to hide it.

She now knows that the school board will no longer allocate funds to Hogwarts. Fred and George, as well as Ron and Ginny will starve in the school. It took a lot of effort for me to stop her. No. Let her wave the spatula and fight for the minister! "

Arthur also sighed repeatedly, obviously he was also worried about the life of his children in school.

"Don't worry, Arthur--"

Remus did not hide the matter from Sirius and Amelia when he was called by Amosta to escort the gold. However, without permission, he did not tell Arthur and Kingsley, but only comforted Arthur.

"You know Amosta is not an impulsive person. Since he announced on behalf of Hogwarts that he will kick out the school board, it means that he has a way to keep Hogwarts open."

"Amosta is indeed not an impulsive person, but this time--"

Kingsley interrupted the topic worriedly,

"He said in the paper that the minister was blatantly directing the war on children - and most people felt the same way as Molly when they read those words.

There is no doubt that the reputation of the Minister of Magic is now in shambles. Minister Fudge will not let it go so easily. He will definitely make some impulsive moves in response to Amosta's accusations. "

"In my opinion, that's not an accusation."

Sirius said calmly,

"It's a letter of challenge. Amosta is forcing Fudge to take action. I think he no longer intends to endure the Ministry of Magic under Fudge's leadership from time to time holding him back like Dumbledore."

There was silence in the narrow office. Arthur and Kingsley exchanged glances, and each could see the uneasiness in the other's eyes.

The resurrected Dark Lord is still secretly spying on the magical world, but Amosta wants to go to war with the Ministry of Magic first.

No matter how you think about it, this is not a particularly wise decision.

It is true that Amosta's superior magic power allows him to ignore Fudge's threat, but after a fierce dispute, how will they fight the mysterious man?

Without the Ministry of Magic as a barrier, the Order of the Phoenix alone would be unable to fight against the evil forces that are gathering across Europe in the UK.

"How could Dumbledore agree?"

Arthur said worriedly,

"Didn't he always hope that the minister would change his mind and face reality?"

"Didn't you notice, Arthur?"

Sirius asked back,

"After Voldemort came back this time, Dumbledore no longer treated Voldemort as cautiously as he did during the last war, and was eager to disintegrate the other party's power. He didn't even care too much about the Order of the Phoenix."

"Because of"

Kingsley was stunned for a moment, then expressed his opinion cautiously,

"Is Amosta here?"

"To know--"

Sirius turned his head and looked at Kingsley meaningfully,

"Amosta is very young, younger than Dumbledore, younger than us, and much younger than Voldemort."

A bolt of lightning pierced the haze in his heart, and Kingsley's heavy mood immediately became much higher.

Yes, that’s exactly it!

This time, time is on the side of justice!