Hogwarts Homecoming

Harry and the others were quick to react.

However, when they rushed back down from the fourth floor, the square hall at the entrance of St. Mungo's was already crowded with the families of the victims, the slightly injured and St. Mungo's nurses.

They only left a small space for Minister Bones, who was dressed solemnly in black, his head with a bloody bandage, and Mad-Eye.

There was no room on the first floor, so they had to stand on the stairs and watch Minister Bones shake hands with the wounded one by one. The noise made it difficult for them to hear what Minister Bones was saying.

"How come Professor Moody is following Secretary Bones?"

Harry muttered.

During the month at Grimmauld Place, whenever they called Professor Mad-Eye, he would yell at them angrily, reminding them that he had never actually taught at Hogwarts for a day.

But people like Harry still used to call him professor.

"My situation is that I can only take leave for the time being--"

Sirius's voice suddenly appeared behind them,

"But the minister's safety is the most important thing, so I asked Alastor to cover a few days of work for me."

"What is Minister Bones here for, Sirius?"

Hermione raised her chin.

"Condolences, of course."

Sirius said,

"We've lost a lot, haven't we?"

Many people were waving to Minister Bones, but Harry just watched this scene calmly.

If Cornelius Fudge was doing this, Harry would think he was just showing off.

Below, Minister Bones, who was surrounded by a crowd of people and had a determined look on her face. When she faced the wounded and their families, the sadness and anger in her eyes could not be hidden from the eyes of many people.

"She looks a lot older than she did during the Triwizard Tournament—"

Ron's sudden emotion also reminded Harry.

Indeed, compared to a month ago.

The wrinkles on Minister Bones' forehead and corners of her eyes have become much more obvious, and her hair has turned a lot grayer. It looks like she has aged ten years in this month.

"After all, we are in a war era, and a tough Minister of Magic needs to withstand a lot of pressure and criticism--"

Sirius sighed.

"She shouldn't be here—"

Harry's abrupt words made Neville look shocked.

"Why?"

"There might be Voldemort's minions here, and they might take the opportunity to attack her."

Harry thought of the Death Eater he saw here yesterday and was recognized by Mrs. Weasley.

This is not groundless conjecture, Harry's reminder does have a certain possibility. Sirius frowned upon hearing this, and his wary eyes scanned the crowd below.

At this moment, a woman holding a child suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards Minister Bones desperately!

Mad-Eye was indeed an experienced Auror. Even in this chaotic environment, he still reacted immediately, took a step across, and pointed the wand between the eyebrows of the witch who rushed up!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the noisy people quickly quieted down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.

"Come on, Alastor--"

Minister Bones's voice finally reached their ears.

"I believe this lady is not trying to harm me, right?"

Looking at the sad-looking witch and the child in her arms who was frightened by the tense atmosphere and forgot to cry, Minister Bones' resolute eyebrows softened a little.

Pushing Alastor's arm away, under the gaze of the people, Minister Bones gently held the tearful witch's arm holding the child, and asked gently,

"You want to say something to me, don't you, ma'am?"

The witch was obviously an ordinary person. The pressure mixed with the attention of everyone and the sadness in her heart made her unable to say a word when faced with the Minister of Magic's questioning. She just sobbed sadly.

"I—my husband is—is, Kush Tucker, the Minister."

With Minister Bones' constant comfort and encouragement, the tearful witch finally spoke.

Kush Tucker.

Harry had no recollection of the name, and he was sure that Minister Bones had never heard of it either.

Minister Bones did not ask who Cush Tucker was, nor did he need to ask what happened to this unknown wizard now. Everything was obvious.

"Your husband must love you and the children very much--"

Minister Bones just took a deep breath and said,

"I believe he went to the battlefield for you and the child, right?"

The witch was crying so hard that Harry tried hard to open his ears and could barely hear what she was saying intermittently.

"Kush we're all happy that he's become the hitter in the department that I've been living with before. Hard, woo hoo --

Oh, I advised him not to go, but Kush told me he should go and join the resistance, as in - if You-Know-Who wins, wizards like us will become slaves."

Harry was immediately in awe of the wizard named Cush Tucker!

"What shall I call you, ma'am?"

Minister Bones listened to all her words, and after a moment of silence, she asked.

"Nami. Nami Rose, Minister--"

"Nami--"

Minister Bones made his voice louder;

"First of all, please allow me to pay tribute to your husband and Mr. Kush Tucker. There is no doubt that he is a warrior and a hero. Even though he may not be an outstanding wizard, he has the courage to fight against The courage of evil is admirable, and the Ministry of Magic is proud to have Mr. Cush Tucker as an employee!”

This Ms. Nami Rose couldn't even stand up, so Alastor and Rufus could only help support her arms.

"Secondly, I want to tell you, Nami. Don't worry about your future life.

The Ministry of Magic will reward Mr. Cush Tucker for his bravery, and you will receive a considerable amount of gold, enough to ensure your future life.

Regardless of whether your child is allowed to study at Hogwarts or not, the Ministry of Magic will arrange a well-paying job for her when she becomes an adult. "

Minister Bones raised his head and suppressed his surging emotions.

“Not only Mr. Cush Tucker, but all wizards who died on yesterday’s battlefield will receive such compensation.

Wizards who participated in the war or were injured or disabled in the war, you are all brave fighters. The Ministry of Magic will award you medals of courage and generous bonuses! "

"Bellatrix would be furious knowing that the gold she inherited was used by the Ministry of Magic to reward wizards who resisted Voldemort."

Sirius hummed with pleasure.

"Everyone, Mr. Cush Tucker's words tell the wizarding world why we are going to a war,"

Minister Bones straightened her posture, looking around everyone with blazing eyes.

"The evil forces will not be merciful because of our surrender, and will not stop advancing just because of our concessions.

Those wizards who have been dormant in the darkness, their real goal is to dominate our world with hegemony and turn us all into slaves! "

Harry stared blankly at the impassioned Minister Bones and felt the blood in his body rushing!

"Everyone, no one wants to see their loved ones and friends die in the war. No one wants to see our prosperous magical world wailing in the flames of war!"

Minister Bones's eyes were blazing with anger, and his voice was deafening.

"But for ourselves, for our descendants to be respected by others, instead of being treated as slaves in a world dominated by privilege, we must fight to the end and the Ministry of Magic will never surrender to Voldemort!" (End of Chapter)