The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 279 Gifts
Whether everyone likes it or not, Christmas is still here.

The cloud of lead is dense, and the cold wind is pouring on the top.

On the day of Christmas, whether it is Hogwarts or London, it is very cold. The difference is that Hogwarts is snowing heavily, but London is still raining and sleet. If there is a choice, no one will Choose to go out in such weather.

lifeless.

Especially the wizarding world, the sky above the wizarding world seems to be shrouded in a layer of dark clouds. Under this cloud, no one knows when death will come to them. , all looked at the newspaper sadly, hoping to find some comfort in the newspaper.

Even false comfort can fill their fearful hearts a little bit.

Hogwarts.

Hagrid, in his dog fur coat and furry hat, was cleaning the hunting grounds, and some of the house-elves were up early, setting up the castle.

Before dawn.

"What are you looking at, Dumbledore?"

In the corridor, a strong wind blew in through the window, blowing Dumbledore's beard and clothes back.

Severus, standing behind him, asked the Headmaster.

"A lot, Severus, maybe many years ago."

Dumbledore answered the non-questioned question.

Today is the day for students to leave school. Some students chose to stay in school, some students went to Hogsmeade, and some students wanted to go home.

"You know exactly where he is."

Snape said as he wished.

"of course."

Dumbledore remained calm from the beginning to the end. He put his hands on the window, and Snape saw his completely lifeless finger, exposed to the wind.

"You can actually beat him."

Snape went on, "You're the most powerful wizard I've ever seen..."

"No, you're flattering me, Severus."

Except for that moment, Dumbledore was awake the rest of the time.

"Tom is the wizard with the most advanced knowledge in black arts that I have educated.

I would have said that even if I had met him in person.

His shortcomings are as clear as his strengths. "

He watched the snow drift in and said, "What's more, I found something."

Dumbledore said deeply: "I need some time, Severus, a little time, even a little bit."

He knows that at this time, time is really life.

For every minute of delay, there is a possibility that the wizard will die at the hands of Voldemort.

Originally, his plan was completely disrupted by Duwei Jones.

He had no choice.

Now there is a choice.

The original Harry must die.

He educated Harry to be brave, educated Harry to be responsible, and educated him to be a good Gryffindor.

But in the end, this excellent student will die generously.

Now, the situation has changed.

Harry doesn't have to die.

He has a way out.

Maybe Dumbledore didn't understand what is called the tram problem, but he met the tram problem.

It is to tell Harry to die now, and use his death to prevent Voldemort from killing.

Or find a clue, delay time, and save Harry?

Without a second's hesitation, Dumbledore chose the latter.

No one should be sacrificed for granted except yourself.

Even the savior Harry.

Nor should he die.

"We need to do something to delay Tom's action."

Dumbledore said.

"But those idiots at the Ministry of Magic are trying to piss off the Dark Lord."

Severus Snape said that he had read all the recent newspapers, the Daily Prophet, to be precise, a reporter from a well-known main journal of the Daily Prophet, crazily touting the newly appointed Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Sk Lin Jie, that brainless old lion.

"No wizard should be killed because of blood."

"The Ministry of Magic does not welcome the restoration of extremely pure-blood forces."

"Rufus Scrimgeour, a fine, righteous Auror."

"With me, no one will be harmed - a personal interview with Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour."

"The Birth of a Tough Guy."

"If you want to kill a wizard, walk over my dead body - Quotes from Mr Scrimgeour"

……

In addition to these constant publicity, the Daily Prophet has a daily update on what Mr. Scrimgeour is doing.

Just like now, he declared war on the goblins. He announced that the goblins had not kept the promise signed by the goblins and wizards back then.

He was working with several other Ministry of Magic departments to inspect goblin departments, including, but not limited to, Gringotts!
Originally, because of this matter, public opinion was under a lot of pressure, but after Mr. Scrimgeour threw out some information that goblins secretly colluded with Death Eaters.

Many people have switched sides.

Goblin, everyone shouts and beats!
Under the pressure of great darkness and terror, the direction of public opinion changes three times a day!
From Severus Snape's point of view, the recent Daily Prophet, and even some unserious papers, namely The Quibbler compiled by Luna's father, have uncharacteristically begun to write about Scrimgeour. .

This time, the old gentleman did not sing a different tune.

All-pervasive demonic propaganda.

Boasting without a bottom line.

Crazy catchy headlines.

High pressure and terrible external environment.

Very good publicity effect!
Severus Snape took a look at these nasty flattery, and felt numb and physically uncomfortable all over his body.

He dropped the Daily Prophet feeling sick.

He felt like he saw a group of idiots huddling together.

Poor ignorant bug.

Even Severus wondered if the reporter with the wavy blonde hair had some excuse to fall on Rufus Scrimgeour for bragging about a Ministry of Magic official so recklessly.

He hadn't seen the Daily Prophet in days.

Seeing Snape's resistance, Dumbledore said with a smile: "A very good publicity, Severus, although you find it annoying, but many people, their daily encouragement and spirit come from Newspapers these days.

Didn't you listen to what the little wizards said? After seeing these newspapers, their parents all showed relaxed smiles on their faces.

More than that, there are indeed many people who regard him as their savior and hope.

It's always good to have hope, isn't it, Severus. "

As he was talking, he watched an owl fly in through the window and drop a package at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, a second owl also flew in through the window, and under Severus Snape's suspicious eyes, it also dropped a package at his feet.

"my present?"

Severus Snape said in surprise.

Will someone give him a gift?
He poked the package suspiciously with his wand, as if afraid that there was a shrunken giant hiding inside.

(End of this chapter)