Chapter 574 Malfoy Gloating over Misfortune

Dumbledore's out-of-the-box answer made Harry stunned. He didn't quite understand why the topic suddenly changed from the resurrection of the Dark Lord to today's dinner.

"But Professor"

Harry wanted to continue asking, but was stopped after a few words.

Ivan shook his head at Harry, asking him to say less, then looked at Dumbledore and said. "Professor, if there are no other instructions, we will go back first!"

"Go!" Dumbledore waved his hands a little tiredly, and before everyone left, he looked at Harry and added something. "If there is any similar news again, you'd better notify me as soon as possible!"

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"So, we're going back like this?"

After leaving the principal's office, Harry looked back and spoke reluctantly. He still had many questions that he hadn't had time to ask.

"Otherwise? What do you think we can do?" Ivan glanced at Harry and said helplessly.

Dumbledore's meaning couldn't be clearer. Even if Voldemort is planning something secretly, they, the fourth-year wizards, can't help much, or it would be better if they don't help!

In the original time and space, if Harry had not acted privately and led his friends into the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, he would not have fallen into Voldemort's trap, leading to the unfortunate death of Sirius.

In fact, such a result can only be attributed to Harry's aura as the protagonist. Otherwise, without waiting for the assistance of the Order of the Phoenix, these young wizards who have not yet graduated would have been wiped out in the battle with the Death Eaters. .

"Ivan is right, Harry! We have done everything we can, and Professor Dumbledore will take care of the rest!" Hermione also helped.

Harry opened his mouth and planned to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that there was really nothing he could do.

On the side, Ron comforted Harry, while Ivan was thinking about how to tell Dumbledore about the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in Gringotts as naturally as possible.

This is the best Horcrux to deal with at present, but it is difficult to break into Gringotts with one's own strength, and it is not safe to rely on Bogak's transformation and disguise.

Just walking with their own thoughts in mind, the four of them soon arrived at the auditorium.

Having stayed in the principal's office for a while, they obviously arrived a little late. The long tables of the four major colleges were already crowded with people eating. Ivan and others did not dare to delay and quickly found an empty seat and sat down.

After a day of classes, Ron was already a little hungry. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up a knife and cut off a large piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it, and then took a lemon juice and drank it hard. He took a sip and burped happily.

Ivan aimed at the shortbread on the table, put a fork on his plate, and began to enjoy today's dinner.

While eating, Ivan did not forget to glance at Hermione. When he saw the little witch grabbing a piece of bread and spreading jam on it with a normal expression, he knew that she had figured it out.

"Oh my God, Hermione, you actually started eating! Didn't you say you would rather starve to death than eat food obtained by slave labor?" Ron also noticed this at this time and said in surprise.

"Because I have figured out that there is a better way to express my position on the rights of elves." Hermione turned her head and glared at Ron fiercely.

Ron curled his lips, but he was not stupid enough to continue to irritate Hermione. Instead, he turned his body and looked at Harry who was obviously distracted.

"Are you still thinking about the mysterious man? Forget them, Harry! Just treat it as a dream! No, it is a dream!" Ron consoled him.

Harry didn't say anything, just nodded perfunctorily.

He wanted to temporarily forget it like Ron said, but it turned out that this was obviously not that easy to do. As soon as he closed his eyes, scenes from the dream would appear in his mind, and he wanted to forget everything. Can't forget.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of flapping wings outside the door of the auditorium. When Ivan heard the sound and looked over, he saw a group of owls flying in from the outside, delivering letters and items to everyone. A long table in the university.

One of the owls circled in the sky above the auditorium, and finally flew over here.

There was a look of surprise on Harry's face, he thought it must be a letter from Sirius!

When he was a guest at the Dursley's house before, he told Sirius about the pain in his scar, so he was eager to see Sirius's reply.

Unfortunately, the owl landed directly on Ivan's shoulder under his expectant gaze.

"Who wrote you the letter?" Harry couldn't help but asked.

"Well, it should be from my mother, and the Daily Prophet I ordered has also arrived!" Ivan swallowed the steak in his mouth, and in a unclear voice grabbed the owl on his shoulder and hung it. The envelopes and newspapers were removed from the other party's feet.

Ivan didn't intend to open the letter on the spot. It might contain some things that were not convenient for Harry and others to know, so he put it away directly and prepared to read it again at night.

As for the newspaper, Ivan didn't care about it and opened it in front of several people.

"Is this?" Looking at the cover of the Daily Prophet, Ivan couldn't help but frowned.

It was a chaotic camp, with fire on all sides, and a large number of people who didn't know whether they were wizards or Muggles were fleeing in panic, making the whole scene very scary.

"Isn't this the chaos that happened on the day of the World Cup? It was actually photographed!" Hermione leaned over and said in surprise.

When Harry and Ron heard this, they looked over curiously.

After just a few glances, both of them looked as if they had eaten flies, because in addition to reporting on the chaotic scene, the Daily Prophet also specifically mentioned the Ministry of Magic's mistakes and Sirius' almost being caught.

"Your father is in the newspaper, Weasley!" Malfoy, who had eaten and drank enough, came over with his two followers, holding an identical copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand, with a look of gloating on his face. color.

After mocking Ron, Malfoy turned his attention to Harry's body. "Oh, and you Harry, your godfather was so close to going to Azkaban again."

"How about I read it to you?" Malfoy ignored Harry and Ron's glares, cleared his throat, and read aloud while looking at the newspaper.

"Recently, a large-scale riot broke out after the Quidditch World Cup. Thugs burned down tents and tortured Muggles for fun.

According to unknown sources, the Ministry of Magic captured a former Azkaban escapee, Sirius Black, at the scene, and he is suspected to be the culprit who provoked this chaos! "

"Yeah, I think their suspicions are reasonable. It's such a coincidence that such chaos broke out just a short time after Black escaped from prison!" Malfoy looked at Harry playfully and sneered.

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