Homecoming from Hogwarts

Voldemort's prediction was very accurate. The remarks made by Amosstar in the newspaper were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing an uproar.

The early mornings at the Ministry of Magic were always busy, whether in times of war or peace.

But today the situation is different.

Every floor of the Ministry of Magic was shrouded in a strange silence, and the officials coming and going upstairs and downstairs all had anxious expressions on their faces.

"The second level, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, includes the Office for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic, the Auror Command and the Wizengamot Administration."

The gate opened and Sirius came out of the elevator car and came to a corridor with doors on both sides.

The false windows on both sides of the wall let in bright sunlight into the corridor, illuminating the corridor, but it could not dispel the uneasiness that permeated the air.

Sirius walked down the corridor with an expressionless face, turned a corner, passed through two heavy oak doors, and came to a messy open area divided into many small compartments. This was the Auror's office, which was famous in the British wizarding world.

Since Voldemort's resurrection, a large number of bad guys have poured into the country through various channels, making the country's security a mess.

The Aurors, who were already busy with work, had no time to rest, and there was hardly anyone to be seen in the office.

Sirius walked into the public office area. As expected, he didn't see any colleagues here. Instead, the wizards behind the two supervisors' seats immediately cast their eyes towards him.

One of these two people was the nominal head of the Auror Office - Rufus Scrimgeour.

Scrimgeour's eyes met Sirius's for a moment and then he looked away. He lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper in his hand, ignoring Sirius as if he were air.

Sirius's brows wrinkled slightly.

Because of Amosstar, Scrimgeour had been particularly disliked the first thing Sirius did when he entered the ministry. However, in the past few days, Sirius could clearly feel that Scrimgeour's cold attitude had eased, and he no longer looked like he wanted to kill him with his eyes the moment he saw him.

Sitting at another supervisor's desk was Delisi, who had gained favor for some unknown reason and was pushed into the supervisory position by the highest level of the department.

This guy, who is not much smarter than a pig, now has great power.

Under the direct intervention of Cornelius Fudge, the expanded team of hitters, led by Ms. Bones, has fallen into his hands.

And the Auror command that originally belonged to Scrimgeour gradually fell into his hands.

The way Dawlish was looking at him was more in line with Sirius' expectations.

Dawlish, who also held a newspaper in his hand, looked at Sirius with hatred. His eyes were slightly red, veins appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his eyes were twitching slightly.

"You're late, Blake!"

idiot--
Sirius also looked at Dawlish coldly, he didn't even bother to pay attention to what Dawlish said.

After walking to his seat and looking around to see that there were no notices that needed to be dealt with, Sirius raised his head, ignored Delish's mad expression, walked straight through the Auror's office, pushed open another oak door in the inner room and left.

The sound of newspapers falling in the room behind him did not move Sirius. He walked quickly through the aisle, then turned left and came to another corridor, then turned right and walked into a dimly lit and dilapidated corridor.

The door of a room on the right at the end of the corridor was slightly ajar, and Sirius could hear suppressed voices from inside as he approached.

The people in the room were also very alert. After hearing Sirius' footsteps, the talking stopped immediately and a vigilant face poked out from the crack of the door.

"Ah, it's Sirius—"

The wariness on Kingsley's dark face disappeared immediately when he saw Sirius.

"Oh, Kingsley—"

Sirius's frosty face also showed a smile.

"What are you doing here Arthur, Kingsley? Why aren't you at your seat?"

"I wasn't there for the same reason as you, Sirius only had Scrimgeour and Dawlish there, and it was suffocating me."

Kingsley opened the door and let Sirius squeeze into the 'Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office'.

"Oh, luckily Perkins took the day off today, otherwise this room wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people."

Arthur said, taking some of the papers on his desk and stuffing them under the filing cabinet to make room for Sirius to rest his butt on the desk. "Thank you--"

Sirius said with a grin, not feeling awkward at all, and sat down on Arthur's desk.

"Have you seen this report from Rita Skeeter about Amosta and Hogwarts--"

When Sirius settled his butt, Arthur immediately waved the newspaper angrily.

"This is outrageous!"

"That's outrageous?" Sirius said, a little surprised.
"Who are you talking about, Arthur?"

"Who else could it be!"

Arthur threw the newspaper on the table. The photo on the cover of the newspaper showed a few little wizards standing timidly beside a dining table in the hall. On the table were a few pitiful dry slices of bread and potato cakes.
"Molly was furious. I had never dared to tell her about the conflict between the Board of Directors and Hogwarts, but now that it had been reported, there was no way to hide it.

She now knows that the Board of Governors will no longer provide funding to Hogwarts. Fred and George, as well as Ron and Ginny, will all starve in school. I had to work hard to stop her from waving a spatula and looking for the Minister!"

Arthur also sighed repeatedly, and it was obvious that he was also worried about the lives of his children in school.

"Don't worry, Arthur—"

Remus did not hide the fact that he was called by Amosta to escort the gold from Sirius and Amelia, but without permission, he did not tell Arthur and Kingsley, and only comforted Arthur.
"You know Amosta is not an impulsive person. Since he announced on behalf of Hogwarts that he would kick out the board of directors, it means that he has found a way to keep Hogwarts open."

"Amosta is not an impulsive person, but this time--"

Kingsley interrupted the topic with concern.

"He wrote in the papers that the minister was openly directing the war against children - and most people would have felt the same way as Molly did after reading those words.
There is no doubt that the Minister of Magic's reputation is now in tatters. Minister Fudge will not let this go so easily, and he will certainly take some impulsive action in response to Amos Starr's accusations."

"That, in my opinion, is not an accusation."

Sirius said calmly,
"It's a declaration of war. Amos Star is forcing Fudge to take action. I think he is no longer prepared to endure the Ministry of Magic under Fudge's leadership holding him back from time to time like Dumbledore did."

There was a moment of silence in the cramped office. Arthur and Kingsley exchanged glances, and each could see the uneasiness in the other's eyes.

The resurrected Dark Lord is still secretly watching the wizarding world, but Amosta has to go to war with the Ministry of Magic first.

No matter how you look at it, this isn't a particularly wise decision.

Admittedly, Amosta's extraordinary magical powers allow him to ignore Fudge's threats, but after a fierce dispute, how are they going to fight the mysterious man?

Without the Ministry of Magic as a barrier, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​simply unable to fight against the evil forces from all over Europe that are currently gathering in the UK.

"How could Dumbledore agree to that?"

Arthur said worriedly,
"Hasn't he been hoping that the minister would change his mind and face reality?"

"Don't you see, Arthur?"

Sirius asked back,

"After Voldemort came back this time, Dumbledore was no longer as cautious in dealing with Voldemort as he was during the last war, and was no longer eager to disintegrate his power. He didn't even care too much about the Order of the Phoenix."

"Because of"

Kingsley was stunned for a moment, then expressed his opinion cautiously.
"Is Amosta here?"

"To know--"

Sirius turned his head and looked at Kingsley meaningfully.
"Amosta is very young, younger than Dumbledore, younger than us, and much younger than Voldemort."

A flash of lightning pierced the haze in his heart, and Kingsley's heavy mood immediately became much more cheerful.

Yes, that's right!
This time, time is on the side of justice!
(End of this chapter)