HP Approaches the Magical World

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Zhu Sha has always been a very consistent person.

When she said she was working here, she was working, and when she said she was going to rest here, she was resting.

She said to look at the results of Jon's plan here, that is to really look at the results.

The experimental base is very large. Although there are many things that have not been directly produced, there are raw materials here. With the experience of creating the world with cinnabar, it is extremely easy to manufacture the desired things.

Although it looks like a TV, there is no electricity here, and the screen is much bigger than the popular TVs in this time period.

This is just a thing she made out to withstand the projection of the magic net. It is somewhat similar to the one that Jon gave to Joanne, but it is much more advanced than that. The only problem is that this thing can't last long. Broken.

But Jon is not worried about this, anyway, the power of cinnabar is not weak, and it is not difficult to maintain the existence of this thing.

"But what are you doing here? Aren't you thinking about life? What are you here to see?"

"It's not difficult for me to focus on two tasks. Although I am sitting by your side, I am still depressed."

Jon calmly sat with Zhu Sha and watched "TV".

"Maybe, I can absorb something from this incident. Everything has a mystery. Maybe it will help me."

"Then watch it." Zhu Sha adjusted the frequency to make the picture and sound more clear: "But don't talk, don't affect my viewing experience."

There is a time difference between where they are located and the UK. Since they are on an island, the time is not so clear, but judging from the sky conveyed in the screen, it should not be like daytime.

"What time is this?"

Zhu Sha asked, but got no answer from Jon.

She arched Jon with her hand and asked the question again.

"Didn't you let me talk?"

"..."

Okay, maybe this is called self-inflicted crime, she admits it.

In fact, there is no need to ask Jon about this matter, because she can also see that the sky in the picture seems to be around evening, which looks a little dark but not so dark.

It's just that the location is not quite right.

Logically speaking, what they were looking at should be about Hogwarts school, but Zhu Sha had lived in Hogwarts for a while, but had never seen such a modern square.

This is also a Muggle building, not a building owned by Hogwarts.

So now, instead of being at Hogwarts, they're outside.

The situation in the western wizarding world should not be so dire, right?

In fact, there is such an idea because Zhu Sha has fallen into a misunderstanding.

The scene she saw was a more complete one. Living in the East, she didn't know about the changes here in the past two years, and the information she learned was all from the mouths of "behind the scenes" like Jon and Stephen. Yes, some things are naturally seen more clearly than Harry and the others, and in this way she cannot understand why the western world is so chaotic.

But her intelligence is high.

The biggest advantage of smart people is that they can deduce the complete appearance of things from the clues, especially when they know most of the layout of the person around them, they can basically guess what happened by guessing.

And she suddenly remembered what Jon had said to her back then, that the old system could be overthrown only by causing complete chaos here.

With all this in mind, it's not surprising that something like this would happen.

In the picture, two people happened to land on the square.

They walk towards a house.

"That's Grimmauld Place, Sirius' old house, where Harry lives now."

Jon suddenly explained,

Obviously, it was making up for the fact that he didn't take care of Zhu Sha before.

The power of the magic net is much stronger than the protective measures after being loyal, especially when the hidden power of the wizard's house is not that strong.

The protection of Grimmauld Square is almost impossible to hide.

Zhu Sha fiddled with it, and the scene changed, cutting to the inside of the house.

"It must be the Death Eaters," just as the picture took over, they heard Ron's voice. At this time, he, Harry and Hermione peeped out from the living room window, looking at the few people outside: "You said they Do you know we're here?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione, but it sounded like her voice was trembling with fear. "Snape would have been sent to catch us if he knew, wouldn't he?"

"Did you say he came and got Moody's tongue-binding spell?"

"Yeah," said Hermione, "otherwise he'd tell the gang how they got in, wouldn't he?

But they were also probably waiting for us to show up, after all, they knew Harry owned the house. "

"How do they—"

"Wizards' wills are inspected by the Ministry of Magic, remember?

They'll know that Sirius left you the house. "

The Death Eaters outside added to the ominous atmosphere in House Twelve.

Ron was restless and had acquired an annoying habit of playing with the Deluminator in his pocket, much to the displeasure of Hermione, who hated the flickering lights as she waited while she read The Tales of Beedle the Bard. dark.

"Stop playing, please!"

cried Hermione as the living room light was sucked out again.

"sorry Sorry!"

Ron pressed the extinguisher to turn on the lights: "I didn't realize what I was doing!"

"Can't you find something useful to do?"

"What's the matter? Reading fairy tale books?"

"This book was left to me by Dumbledore, Ron—"

"—he left me the Deluminator, maybe I should use it!"

Unable to bear the bickering, Harry slipped out of the room and headed downstairs towards the kitchen.

He goes there often because he believes Kreacher is most likely to be there.

But halfway up the stairs leading to the hall, he heard a knock at the front door, followed by a loud clang of metal and a clatter like a chain.

Every nerve in Harry's body tensed, he drew his wand, and waited in the shadows next to the elf heads.

The door opened, and he caught a glimpse of the streetlit square outside, and a cloaked figure flashed into the hall and closed the door.

The visitor took a step forward, and Moody's voice asked, "Severus Snape?"

The dust-gray figure rose from the end of the hall and rushed towards him, with its withered hands raised.

"I didn't kill you, Albus."

said a calm voice.

The curse was lifted, and the earthy gray figure exploded again, filled with dust, making it impossible to see who was coming.

Harry pointed his wand at the center of the dust.

"Don't move!"

He had forgotten Mrs. Black's portrait.

So as soon as he yelled, the curtain was thrown back, and the woman screamed, "Mudblood, filth, staining my house—"

Ron and Hermione rushed downstairs, wands raised like Harry's, aimed at the intruder, who was now standing in the downstairs hall with his hands up.

"Don't fire, it's me, Remus!"

"Oh, thank goodness."

Hermione said weakly, turning her wand towards Mrs Black, and with a bang, the curtains closed and the room fell silent.

Ron lowered his wand too, but Harry didn't.

"Prove it!"

Lupine stepped into the light, still holding his hands up in a gesture of surrender.

"I am Remus John Lupine, a werewolf, sometimes called Moonface, one of the four authors of the Marauder's Map, and my wife is Nymphadora, usually called Tonks.

I taught you how to summon a Patronus, Harry, and it's a stag. "

"Oh, yes," said Harry, lowering his wand, "but I have to check."

"As your former Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, I completely agree with the need to check.

Ron, Hermione, you shouldn't let your guard down so quickly. "

They ran towards him.

Wearing a thick black traveling cloak, Lupine looked worn out, but glad to see them.

"Didn't see Severus?"

"No," said Harry, "how's it going? How's everyone doing?"

"All right!" said Lupine, "but we're all under surveillance, and there's two Death Eaters out there in the square—"

"--we know--"

"—I had to Apparate right up to the top of the front steps to make sure they didn't see me.

There's no way they know you're here, or they'll surely send more.

They have sentries everywhere you have contact, Harry.

Go downstairs, I have a lot to tell you, and I want to know what happened to you after you left the Burrow. "

They went down to the kitchen, and Hermione pointed her wand at the grate, and the flames burst into flames, creating the illusion of comfort on the cold stone walls and casting firelight on the long wooden table.

Lupine produced some butterbeer bottles from his traveling cloak, and the four of them sat down.

"I was supposed to come three days ago, but I had to get rid of the Death Eaters who were following me."

Lupine said, "So you came here straight after the wedding?"

"No," said Harry, "after the encounter with two Death Eaters in the cafe in Tottenham Palace Road."

Lupine spilled most of the Butterbeer on his chest.

"What?"

When they finished telling what had happened, Lupine looked horrified.

"But how did they find you so quickly?

It's impossible to track the Apparated man unless you catch him when he disappears! "

"It's not likely that they were walking in Tottenham Palace Road at exactly that time, is it?"

"We wondered," Hermione said tentatively, "does Harry still have traces?"

"impossible!"

Lupine said, Ron looked smug, and Harry was greatly relieved: "First of all, if he still has traces, they'll be sure he's here, won't they?

But I can't figure out how they came to Tottenham Palace Road, and it's worrying, really worrying. "

He looked worried, but from Harry's point of view the question could be put aside.

"Tell me what happened after we left. Since Ron's father said that the whole family is safe, we have had no news."

"Oh, Kingsley saved us," said Lupine. "Thanks to his report, many of the guests were Apparated before the gang arrived."

"Are those people Death Eaters or the Ministry of Magic?"

"Both, they're practically the same thing now."

Lupine said, "There were a dozen people, but they didn't know you were there, Harry.

Arthur heard rumors that before they killed Scrimgeour, they tortured him about your whereabouts. If it was true, he didn't betray you. "

Harry looked at Ron and Hermione, whose expressions reflected the shock and gratitude he felt.

He had never liked Scrimgeour much, but if Lupine was telling the truth, Scrimgeour's last act was to protect Harry.

"The Death Eaters scoured the Burrow," Lupine went on, "and they found the ghouls, but they wouldn't go near them—and then interrogated those of us who hadn't left for hours.

They want news of you, Harry, but no one except the Order of the Phoenix knows you've been there. "

"While disrupting the wedding, more Death Eaters broke into every family with ties to the Order across the country, and no one died,"

He said without waiting for them to ask: "But they were rough and burned down Dedalus Diggle's house, but you know he's not there.

They also cast the Cruciatus Curse on the Tonks family, also trying to find out what happened to you after you visited their house.

They're fine though - obviously a little weak, but otherwise fine. "

"Death Eaters broke through all those protective spells?"

asked Harry, as he remembered how effective they had been the night he crashed in the garden of Tonks' parents' house.

"You have to understand, Harry, that the Death Eaters now have the whole Ministry of Magic behind them," said Lupine, "and they can use brutal magic without fear of being discovered and arrested.

They broke through all the protective spells we cast, and when they came in, they made no secret of their coming. "

"Did they find any excuse for torturing Harry's whereabouts?"

Hermione's voice was sharp.

"Well," Lupine hesitated, and produced a folded copy of the Daily Prophet.

"Look," he said, shoving the newspaper from the table to Harry. "You'll find out sooner or later anyway. That's the excuse they're hunting you for."

Harry unfolded the newspaper, and a large photograph of him filled the front page.

Several large characters stand out on the photo:

Wanted to trace

Albus Dumbledore's death

Ron and Hermione howled angrily, but Harry said nothing.

He pushed the newspaper aside, not wanting to read any more.

He knew what it would say in there, no one knew who killed Dumbledore except those who were at the top of the tower at the time, and Rita Skeeter had told the wizarding world that Dumbledore died shortly after his fall. Harry was seen fleeing the scene.

"Sorry, Harry."

"So the Death Eaters also control the Daily Prophet?"

Lupine nodded.

"But people must know what's going on?"

"The coup was smooth, almost silent," Lupine said. "The official version of Scrimgeour's death is that he resigned and was replaced by Piers Thicknesse, enchanted."

"Why didn't Voldemort proclaim himself Minister of Magic?"

Lupine smiled.

"He doesn't need it, Ron.

Why should he sit behind a desk in the Ministry when he is actually the Minister?

His puppet Thicknesse handles day-to-day affairs, allowing Voldemort to extend his power beyond the Ministry of Magic. "

"Many people naturally speculated about what had happened: the policy of the Ministry of Magic had changed so much in the past few days that they whispered that Voldemort must have been behind it.

But here is the problem, they just talk in private, they dare not talk to each other, they don't know who they can trust.

They dare not speak out, fearing that their family members will be persecuted if their suspicions are true.

Voldemort's move was very clever. Announcing a usurpation may invite open defiance, but hiding behind the scenes can create confusion, suspicion, and fear. "

"Significant change in Ministry of Magic policy, also including making the wizarding world wary of me instead of Voldemort?"

"That's really part of it, it's a masterstroke.

After Dumbledore's death, you - the Boy Who Lived - must become a symbol and a rallying cry against Voldemort.

And by implying that you had something to do with the old hero's death, Voldemort not only put a reward on you, but sowed doubt and fear among many who might have defended you. "

"At the same time, the Ministry of Magic began to investigate the descendants of Muggles."

Lupine pointed to the Daily Prophet.

"See version 2."

Hermione flipped open the newspaper with the same disgusted look on her face as she had read The Dark Arts Revealed.

"'Muggle-born registration,'" she read. "'The Ministry of Magic is conducting an investigation into so-called 'Muggle-borns' to see how they come to possess magical secrets.'"

"'The latest research from the Department of Mysteries shows that magic can only be inherited through the birth of wizards.

It can be seen that without proven wizarding blood, so-called Muggle-born people may acquire magical abilities through theft or violence. '"

"'The Ministry of Magic is determined to eradicate these appropriators of magical powers, and to this end invites every so-called Muggle-born to be interviewed by the newly appointed Muggle-Born Registration Commission.'"

"People won't allow that to happen."

"It's already happened, Ron," said Lupine. "Muggle-borns have been caught as we speak."

"But how could they 'steal' magic?" Ron asked. "It's crazy. If they could steal magic, there would be no Squibs, would there?"

"I understand," Lupine said, "but you have to prove that you have at least one close relative of wizard blood, otherwise you will be considered to have acquired magical abilities illegally and will be punished."

Ron looked at Hermione and said, "What if pure-blood and half-blood wizards swear that a Muggle-born is their relative?

I can tell everyone that Hermione is my cousin—"

Hermione took Ron's hand in both and held it tightly.

But in a more secret place, the girl was quietly sending Jon a message.

The action of her sending the message was not reflected in the screen, but at the same time, both Jon and Zhu Sha received inquiries from Hermione.

"Looks like she's figured out a lot of this."

Zhu Sha took out her notebook, and Hermione's problem was displayed on it.

The question was also about the Ministry of Magic, why is there a Muggle-born census?

"It's a more targeted action against us."

Jon explained that he told Zhu Sha what he said, and Zhu Sha put the words in the book and told Hermione.

"Recently, a large number of dark wizards have been active in Muggle society, and they will naturally find something different from the past.

Because the newly reformed wizards did not hide their identities in the Muggle society, but were still preaching what seemed to be rumors,

Not all black wizards are fools. Although they practice black magic and damage their brains to a certain extent, if these things seem too strange, they can also react to the problems.

Of course, this matter itself is also beneficial to them, at least it is more convenient for their rule. Although they sense something is wrong, they have no way to deal with us.

Voldemort himself is definitely not willing to do these things. He is now looking for the Deathly Hallows wholeheartedly, so the people below have no way of discovering what we are doing.

The fact that they chose to deal with this matter in such a one-size-fits-all manner is proof, but the Ministry of Magic has already been infiltrated into a sieve, so how can there be any secrets at all? "

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