Chapter 653 Prison Break

Fish and Hermione arrived back in the Gryffindor common room behind the others, where the twins were selling their new product - they had updated their skipping candy with three new symptoms.

The younger students gathered around the twins, while the older students gathered together and whispered about their experiences of the Patronus Charm they learned today.

Only the fifth-grade students are still struggling with their homework... After the holidays, their schoolwork has not only not decreased, but has actually increased.

"Harry hasn't come back yet, meow?"

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Fish looked around and didn't see Harry.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the portrait moving and a rustling crawling sound came from the portrait hole behind him.

Then, a listless Harry poked his head out of the hole.

"Harry, how's your tutoring going?"

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Fish cast a stabilizing spell on him and asked.

Harry smiled gratefully at him, and then replied in a dry voice: "It's no different from usual. The content is the same. Of course, Snape's attitude towards me is the same as before."

He shrugged. Because there were other people around him, he didn't explain it too clearly, but Hermione and others understood it, and Fish already knew how Snape would teach him.

After all the fun-seekers left, Harry mysteriously pulled Ron to a remote corner. Fish, who was very curious, naturally pulled Hermione and followed him.

"To be clear in advance, I didn't intentionally explore it, I just suddenly realized it during practice..." Harry looked around furtively and whispered: "I know that in the past few months, I have been dreaming about Where is that corridor? Ron, your father was bitten by Voldemort's snake there..."

"Is it the Secretary of Mysteries, Meow?"

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Just when Harry was about to share his findings, Fish suddenly interrupted.

Harry instantly realized how Sirius felt back then...

"How did you know?" Harry looked at Maomao depressedly.

"In Frank and Alice's ward, there was a man named Broderick Bird, the one who thought he was a teapot. He was the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries, Meow..."

When Fish said this, Harry and Ron immediately had an impression. They went to St. Mungo's to visit Mr. Weasley, and when they were queuing in the lobby, they met an old man with a hearing aid who was visiting Mr. Bode.

Mao Mao shook his ears and continued: "After Fish cured him, he told Tonks that he was like that after being attacked by Death Eaters... Didn't you hear me at that time?"

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Harry and Ron looked at the cat speechlessly. They didn't have a pair of cat ears on the top of their heads.

At this time, Hermione habitually started preaching from the side: "So Harry, there is no need to care about this matter at all. Dumbledore and the others already knew what Voldemort was longing for, and they had already taken precautions... ...Hey! What's your expression?"

As she was speaking, she saw Harry suddenly cover his forehead, his facial features twisted together, as if what he said caused him great pain.

However, Harry had no time to pay attention to Hermione's questioning at this time, and the crazy laughter echoed in his ears... He had not been so happy for a long time... he was elated, ecstatic, and overwhelmed with joy... A great good thing happened. …

Get rid of distracting thoughts! Don't think about anything!

Harry struggled to fight against the sudden feeling of joy, but a chuckle still squeezed out from between his teeth.

At this time, a cool feeling was introduced into Harry's brain, which suddenly lifted his spirits, and even the scar on his forehead became less painful.

It's Fei Xu's stabilization technique.

Harry, who had felt it many times, finally resisted the emotion coming from Voldemort with the help of this coolness.

"Huh...huh...huh..." He lay on the table sweating profusely, breathing heavily.

"Harry, are you okay, meow?"

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Fish patted him with a stabilizing spell again and asked with concern.

"Thank you, Fish..." Harry thanked him and sat up straight, "He's very happy... very happy..."

"Mysterious man?" Ron asked in horror.

Harry nodded and whispered: "Something good happened, something he had been looking forward to."

"Did he get the things behind that door?" Hermione asked worriedly, covering her mouth.

"I don't know..." Harry shook his head.

The answer to this question was found the next day. After Hermione's "Daily Prophet" arrived, she opened the newspaper and looked at the front page first, then suddenly screamed, and everyone around her looked at her.

"What's wrong, meow?" Fei Xu leaned his head and asked.

She spread the newspaper on the table and pointed at the ten black and white photos that filled the front page, the faces of nine wizards and one witch. Some were laughing silently, while others were tapping the edges of their photos with their fingers arrogantly. Each photo is labeled with a name and the crime for which they were imprisoned in Azkaban.

Unsurprisingly, the Ministry of Magic still did not acknowledge the return of Voldemort, but blamed Sirius for the escape of the ten Death Eaters.

"I think I probably know what he was happy about last night..." Ron said with a pale face.

Neville's honest face was now covered with frost. No one had ever seen him show such a terrifying expression.

"Prewett..."

Fred looked at the crime of the Death Eater named Antonin Dolohov in the newspaper - he killed the brothers Gideon and Fabian Prewett.

"George, if I remember correctly, these two people should be our uncles." He asked in a deep voice.

George nodded with a gloomy face and said nothing.

Ron and Ginny both showed surprised expressions on their faces. When the Prewett brothers were killed, Ron had just been born and Ginny had just been conceived. In addition, Mrs. Weasley found it difficult to accept this matter and rarely mentioned her deceased brother, so the two of them had no impression of their uncles at all.

In fact, Fred and George, who were still babies at the time, had no memory of the Prewett brothers. They heard about it from Bill and others.

In Hogwarts, few people took newspapers every day like Hermione, especially after Umbridge came, and even fewer people read the Daily Prophet. But as the news gradually spread from Gryffindor, the whole hall became noisy.

In addition to the Longbottom and Weasley families, many other students had relatives and friends who were killed by these Death Eaters. They had already believed that Voldemort had returned, and now they were even more panicked and expressed strong dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic, which did nothing.

At the head teacher's table, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were talking closely, and both of them looked extremely serious. Professor Sprout leaned the Daily Prophet against the bottle of ketchup and read the first edition attentively, holding the spoon in the air, and didn't even notice that the egg yolk in the spoon dripped onto his legs.

At the other end of the table, Umbridge was drinking oatmeal porridge in big gulps. She frowned and glanced at Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall maliciously from time to time. After hearing the voices from the students, Umbridge stared at her toad eyes and silently wrote down those students who expressed dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic.

"Fish," Hermione leaned close to Maomao's ear amidst the noisy discussion and whispered, "Can you help me contact Rita Skeeter?"

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