The card draw starts in Azkaban

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Hogwarts, Great Hall, breakfast time.

Everyone was feeling dizzy.

There are not many students in the auditorium, and everyone is still on vacation. The students who can come to the auditorium for breakfast are the real self-disciplined ones.

However, our three little ones, Self-Disciplined, except Hermione, the other two were a little listless until the messenger arrived.

The whole auditorium became lively.

I heard what Ron said.

Everyone is in high spirits.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding."

Ron spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was serious.

At the same time, he indicated with his eyes that Hermione's question confused him.

Am I usually an unreliable person in your mind?

Seeing this, Hermione had no choice but to apologize and comfort her softly.

"Okay, Ron, it's not that I don't believe you. The main thing is that this matter is so shocking and surprising. Do you understand?"

Hermione explained apologetically that they were having breakfast in the Great Hall.

It was a normal morning until a few minutes ago.

There were so many owls in Hogwarts that it was as if the owl den had exploded. They crowded in from outside the auditorium. The professors and students who were having breakfast at Hogwarts were so frightened that they covered the food in front of them, afraid of their own breakfast.

suffer from pollution.

"Oh, my God."

Professor Sprout groaned when he saw this scene.

What a disaster.

The last time this disaster occurred in the Great Hall was when Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart of Ravenclaw wanted to express himself. He "hired" many people to write to him. Those who sent him letters

The owl, using its feces and feathers, made a mess of the breakfast party that morning.

Unexpectedly, it would be so many years after Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart graduated.

He could see such a disaster again.

"what happened?"

Professor Flitwick asked sharply, but unfortunately, no one answered him - no one knew what happened, and the news they received was equally delayed.

"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"

Saw so many owls.

Hagrid had to suspend all the work he was doing and ran from the hunting lodge. He keenly discovered that not only the auditorium was under "owl attack", but also the students' dormitories were also attacked.

"Running Gorgon, what happened?"

Hagrid widened his eyes, which were not small in the first place.

He quickly greeted the owls.

Start taking care of these poor messengers.

"You little cuties who have come from afar, you must be exhausted."

Hagrid wore mole gloves and calmed the messengers one by one.

The current weather in England is not very friendly to these owls.

Not to mention, they came with newspapers.

A newspaper several times thicker than usual.

"Come and rest."

Hagrid appeared in the auditorium, greeted the professors present, and then invited the owls to rest in the owl den.

But he may need to expand the shack a little.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be enough space for so many messengers there.

In the auditorium, the professors who were enjoying breakfast saw the newly published newspaper—the headlines, additional issues, and the second additional issue. None of them could hide the astonished expressions on their faces.

They didn't even make a sound of complaint.

"Oh, Merlin is here."

I don't know who said something to break the dull atmosphere.

Professor Snape didn't eat. He rolled up the newspaper, put it in his robe, and hurried to the Headmaster's office.

He walks with the wind.

Sirius read the newspaper, turned sideways, and communicated with Professor McGonagall next to him.

"The Daily Prophet hasn't published fake news for a long time, right, Professor McGonagall?"

"I think so."

Professor McGonagall said: "However, this news seems to be, really, really..."

Professor McGonagall was a little speechless.

After a while, she said: "It's incredible."

Yes, incredible.

The students who saw the newspaper were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

Ron is relatively familiar with the virtues of the Ministry of Magic - after all, the Weasley family, not counting cash flow, purely in terms of connections, their entire family is second to none in the wizarding world.

He was influenced by his father and mother's daily dinner table conversations.

I also know the ethics of the English Ministry of Magic.

So he was very sure that this news was extremely outrageous.

"Impossible, the officials at the Ministry of Magic will definitely not do this.

Either the Ministry of Magic has replaced someone, or I'm crazy.

This is incredible. Today isn’t April Fools’ Day, right?

If not, then the people at the Daily Prophet are crazy."

Ron said to Harry Potter confidently.

"yes."

Harry said, he stuffed the chicken pie in front of him into his mouth and said vaguely.

He hasn't read the newspaper yet.

He was perfunctory with his friend, obviously a little absent-minded.

All he can think about is his new broomstick.

Ron did not let go of his friend. He put his head to the side and read the front page of the newspaper again.

As a result, he saw the headlines.

The headline on the front page is [Prisoner of Azkaban Escapes]

The subtitle is "Is it the caretaker's negligence or the mole's accommodation?"

Ron choked.

He didn't expect that this would be the headline on the front page of the newspaper.

This is different from the information he just saw.

The reason why he said that just now was because she saw behind the front page headline, which read [Rufus Scrimgeour's Battle of the Pier: The mysterious man escaped and Dowey Jones was executed on the spot]

The subtitle is [Ministry of Magic: Prelude to a change of style?]

He felt a little suffocated and grabbed Harry who was still eating.

"I think you should see this."

He said seriously to Harry.

"ah?"

Harry came to the classmate holding the newspaper and saw the title.

The moment he saw the title, he felt as if someone had punched him hard in the stomach.

Very uncomfortable.

Nausea, wanting to vomit.

"I feel a little uncomfortable."

He spoke.

Ron said: "Harry, are you okay? Do you want me to send you to Madam Pomfrey?"

Harry shook his head, and the classmates who were reading the newspaper also looked at Harry with sympathetic eyes. At this moment, Hermione walked over from outside.

"Harry, I think you should see this."

Just as he was speaking, there was a "stab" sound.

At the teacher's table, Sirius tore up the newspaper at hand.

"This is impossible."

He whispered.

"What's wrong, Professor Lupine?"

Beside him, Professor McGonagall asked worriedly.

Sirius hurried out without having time to talk to Professor McGonagall.

He didn't believe that Dowey Jones died like this.

Something must be wrong.

He needs proof!