Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

In other words, it can basically be regarded as equal to 0.To put it more bluntly, it was just his self-comfort.

On Tuesday morning, numerous letters were sent to the Daily Prophet. Some people were unsubscribing, some were questioning, and some were insulting.But under Fudge's arrangement, the Daily Prophet could only continue to maintain its tone and publish its own articles, accusing dark wizards, werewolves, and almost the youngest "high-risk fugitive" in history - Moon ·Fox.

But someone still keenly discovered that in the article about the werewolf riots, the person who appeared was no longer Cornelius Fudge, but Dolores Umbridge.

Obviously, this is a signal, a...

Signs of Cornelius Fudge's downfall.

Chapter 91 Birds and Bears and Wolves

Mr. Fudge has been in a panic lately - he hasn't been home for three days from Monday to now.

In the past few days, he has been staying in his office, constantly losing his temper, dealing with things, losing his temper, cursing everyone, losing his temper...

There is no way, Mr. Fudge will never admit his mistake.

He was weak, utilitarian, and liked to use means more than hard work, so that he finally got himself this end - but in another part of the world, there were people living a similar life to him.

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Three days ago, early Monday morning.

While absorbing the pure magic power brought by Larry's mind connection spell, Moon made a pool of clean water with a spring of water, washed two hands, and then slowly exhaled and turned to the next page.

The new spell is called - "Wail Choir".

"Gan!" Munn closed the "Magic Book" and was so choked that he almost couldn't breathe.

Even if it's not a resurrection spell or a spell with a dispersing effect, can you at least bring out some things from the underworld?

What the heck is a "Wail Chorus"?

It wasn't until a while later that Moon finally calmed down. He patiently stuffed the books in his hands into his backpack, then stood up and stretched himself in the tree hole.

The Forbidden Forest is not only rich in species, but also full of thick trees. There are also quite a few tree holes that have been hollowed out by other creatures.After arriving here using the portkey late last night, it didn't take long for Moon to successfully find such a perfect shelter for himself - at that time, it was intended to provide a temporary shelter for werewolves who were willing to accept shelter. , Professor Dumbledore selected an area in the Forbidden Forest early in the morning that was free of dangerous creatures.

Therefore, all that is needed is a simple early warning spell to help guard against any werewolves who will poke their heads in without thinking.

After finding a shelter, he roughly circled around twice to confirm the terrain and path to facilitate subsequent actions.

He needed to get to the werewolves as soon as possible.

Although it is not certain whether the werewolves are paying attention to the news from the outside world and whether any changes have occurred among themselves, the wolfsbane potion must be taken a week in advance to be effective. If the wolfsbane potion is not delivered today, they will I'm afraid I still can't maintain my sanity during the transformation.

If this happens, it will be a huge mess.

Because of this, he had to quickly explore the surrounding situation and find a safe escape route after arriving last night.Just in case, after arriving at the cave where the werewolves lived, some werewolves who happened to be trying to pay attention to the information from the outside had some evil thoughts and took him away as a trophy.

After putting away the things in the tree hole, Moon slowly walked out of the tree hole. A fortune teller on the tree next to him watched helplessly as a big living person came out of the tree hole, and then turned into a human being under its nose. A big brown bear even gave it a "malicious" look.

If this divining bird could speak, it would have let out a roar at this moment, but unfortunately it couldn't, so it could only flap its wings and fly away without even daring to look back.

Moon raised his huge head and watched the fortune teller flying away quickly against the tiny rays of sunlight cut by the leaves of the surrounding giant trees, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

The fortune-telling bird looks like a malnourished vulture. Even in such an artistic scene, it is hard to see. If it were replaced by a soundless bird, it would be a serious matter. My eyes are addicted.

He stood up and was about to head towards the place where the werewolves lived, but his eyes involuntarily fell on the big tree next to him.

Hiss...Jieshu, it looks...very nice!

No, you can't do something so shameful...

The determined resistance could not even remain in Moon's mind for more than three seconds before it was completely erased by the bear's nature. So, the next moment, the big tree suddenly swayed slightly from side to side.

'Damn, that's great...'

Moon sighed in his heart, the whole person...the whole bear seemed to be dancing, moving up and down, left and right, tossing and turning, in order to make every piece of fur on its back fully comfortable.

Three seconds later, he raised the bear's paw and blurred the bear's face.

"MDZZ."

After defining himself accurately, Moon shook his body, switched to a posture with four paws on the ground, resisted the urge to continue rubbing against the tree, and walked step by step toward his destination.

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"Is it really okay for us to stay here?" A somewhat thin young man sat cross-legged on the ground, fiddling with his wand and saying with worry: "What if the Auror from the Ministry of Magic comes here?"

The old man next to him was carrying a large bottle of whiskey that smelled of low-quality alcohol. His wrinkled face was filled with indifference, "Don't be stupid, Rideout. The werewolves outside were causing such a fuss that they almost destroyed the Ministry of Magic's rooms." Gaidu is overturned. The Aurors can't even think of catching those werewolves, so how could they go to a dangerous place like the Forbidden Forest to look for werewolves."

"Okay, what you said makes sense, Galvin." Rideout may have been comforted. He breathed a sigh of relief and took out a piece of hard bread from his arms. He broke it open and gave half of it to The old man whom he called 'Galvin' "Don't just drink, Galvin, you should eat something."

"Wine is my food." Galvin grinned and took another gulp of wine. "Only you young brats need to eat bread."

Another man sitting not far away from the two of them, who was obviously much stronger, turned around and said with a smile: "Rideout, I think you don't have to worry about the Aurors suddenly running over. Compared to the Aurors, Threats, what you should be more worried about is whether we will starve to death tomorrow morning.”

"So why don't we write to Mr. Black and ask him to bring us some food?" Rideout asked puzzledly. "There are only about twenty of us, and it won't work if we just barely fill our stomachs." It consumes a lot of food, and at worst, when the storm is over, we can go work for Mr. Black to repay this debt."

"Ha——! Rideout, you little brat, all you can think about is eating, eating, eating?" A big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pressed hard on Rideout's head. "This is not the case. Money matters, just for this safe shelter, we already owe a lot of favors. If Hogwarts is allowed to provide food again, what will we do if they make any demands that are really unacceptable? reject?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged fat man. Of course, he was not only fat, he was also astonishingly tall. According to visual inspection, he was almost two meters tall.There was a haggard-looking woman following him. After the fat man spoke, the woman seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by the old man, Galvin, who raised his hand.

"Shhh - I smell a strange smell, something is approaching us." Galvin said, putting the bottle into Rideout's hand, and then leaned towards the entrance of the cave where they lived, He leaned down and sniffed hard, "It's not human... No, it's weird, it's a bit like an animal, but it smells more human - but there's obviously only one guy coming over."

The middle-aged fat man and the sturdy man looked at each other, and then whispered at the same time: "It's an Animagus!"

The werewolves who were originally gathered in twos and threes in the cave heard the sound and immediately got busy. Some were collecting things, and some were organizing people with weaker combat abilities like the Gaunt Woman and Rideout to evacuate deeper into the cave.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Galvin tried his best to lower his voice and shouted softly: "It is indeed an Animagus! And he is still accelerating!"

The werewolves sped up their movements again. They all knew the abilities of Galvin, a werewolf who looked old but was actually extremely experienced. At least he would never be able to identify the wrong smell. If he said it was an unfamiliar smell, it would definitely not be possible. Maybe it was someone he had been in contact with.

And a strange Animagus obviously represents a great threat to these hidden werewolves.

Less than half of the werewolves in the cave have already taken a small amount of luggage and got into the depths of the cave, where they used to imprison themselves during the full moon.The remaining 12 people all gathered behind Galvin, drew out their wands and stood ready.

"Closer, closer..." Galvin sniffed hard twice more, and then suddenly his expression froze, and a confused look appeared on his face "...something's wrong, he should be not far away from us and can be seen by us. That’s right…”

The other werewolves were still waiting for Galvin's next words, and they saw Galvin lowering his head and staring at the ground, as if a flower suddenly grew there.

After the middle-aged fat man put his head over it, he discovered that although there were no flowers growing on the ground, a line of words "grew" on the ground:

"My name is Moon Fox, you should have heard of me."

"Moon Fox?" Galvin did not immediately signal the other werewolves to put down their wands. Instead, he raised his head and sniffed hard, then lowered his head again and looked at the ground, loudly saying: "That boy from the Shafik family? Do you have one?" What evidence?”

The writings that appeared on the ground suddenly disappeared, replaced by the names of several cities - all of which were the places where these werewolves were found by Sirius.

Galvin knew that it was almost impossible for anyone else to know these place names except Sirius Black and other people involved in the plan, but he still kept a cautious eye on it. "I can trust you, but you have to show up first. We No way of putting down the wand first."

This time, those place names also disappeared, and turned into a short line of words: "Okay, I am a bear."

After confirming that Gawain had read the new writing on the ground, Moon removed the invisibility spell on his body and revealed his giant bear body in front of the werewolves, shocking the dozen werewolves again.

"Are you an Animagus?" Galvin looked at Moon suspiciously. "I think you should change back to human form and show us. Don't worry, we won't take action."

The huge bear's head shook up and down, and the next moment, the brown bear transformed into the handsome boy it once was.

"Yes, I am an Animagus. If I remember correctly, you should be Mr. Galvin?" Even though he was facing a dozen werewolves still holding wands, Moon still showed no timidity at all. Smiling, he said: "I have heard Sirius mention you many times, and I can probably match some of you with the names I have seen."

After seeing Moon's true form, Galvin breathed a sigh of relief and finally asked the other werewolves to put down their wands. Then he responded with the same smile: "Sirius showed me your photo. I didn't expect you were only three years old." I have already learned the Animagus in my first grade, and can even cast spells in the Animagus state. To be honest, even if I say these things, I am afraid no one will believe them."

The old man was probably used to stabbing his head, and there was still a sporadic hint of threat in his tone. Fortunately, Moon could understand that more than half of the two dozen werewolves here had been persecuted before.This old man named Galvin was even betrayed to the Ministry of Magic by his own family, so he would always subconsciously retain a trace of resistance when doing things. This is completely normal.

Moon slowly approached the cave. "Of course, I wouldn't have dared to come here alone without a moment's delay. I'm very sorry. In order to ensure that I didn't leave too many human traces when walking in the Forbidden Forest, I also To avoid danger, I came here in the shape of a bear, I hope you won’t be offended.”

All the werewolves looked at each other and laughed. The middle-aged fat man said bluntly: "I heard from Sirius earlier that you talk like an adult, which is very awkward. Only when I met the real person today did I realize that he It’s absolutely true.”

"You should be Mr. Rubeo." After walking into the cave, Moon slowly took off the buckle velvet bag from his waist, and while opening the bag, he said: "There should be more than a dozen people here? Has anyone else gone into hiding?"

Moon was not surprised at all that Galvin, Rubeo and others could call him by his name or even know about him.In fact, Sirius had introduced him to these people, but only after these werewolves entered the Forbidden Forest, and under the consent of Professor Dumbledore and Moon, Sirius only told some information about Munn, vaguely It was revealed that Munn is a trustworthy person, just like Remus and Bert - this is to prevent any trouble from happening if Munn needs to contact the werewolves in the future and the two parties do not know each other.

"That's right, I asked them to hide first after I discovered that strangers were approaching." Galvin looked at Moon steadily and watched as the young man took out canned meat, bread and a loaf of meat one after another from the velvet bag. A sausage, as well as several bottles of pumpkin juice, pumpkin soda and lavender drinks. "Are you here... to bring us food?"

"That's right. To be more precise, it's time for you to help me." Moon said frankly. "Actually, these are my food reserves. I believe everyone should know that I have now become a fugitive wanted by the Ministry of Magic." Well. But when I first came in, I found that there was almost no garbage except for some scattered bread crumbs. There were only some dirty cans and jars covered under the cloth in the corner. I guess you all have some. I haven’t had a good meal in a while.”

"So...it's not too late to eat something first and then talk. It just so happens that I haven't had breakfast yet."

Galvin looked at the pile of food, hesitated briefly for two seconds, and then motioned with his eyes to a werewolf to go in and call for someone. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "I think Fox, you should tell the matter first. Otherwise, we will definitely not be able to eat this food properly."

Moon opened a bottle of violet water, took a sip, and then said: "Actually, I really want to say that you can eat with confidence. I won't use such a small amount of food as a favor to blackmail you, but as you said, if If I don’t make my words clear, you will definitely feel uneasy. So... to put it bluntly, it’s nothing, I just want you to help us go out to fight, show your face, and rectify the werewolf’s name.”

As soon as these words came out, all the werewolves in the cave were stunned.

Galvin's eyelids twitched, probably thinking of something. He and Rubeo looked at each other, and then said in a deep voice: "Keep talking."

"Looking at you, haven't you already made a lot of guesses?" Moon smiled and looked at the old werewolf: "Obviously, everyone in the school newspaper and the Daily Prophet should be paying attention in some way. But since you want to, let me make it clearer. During the riots on January 1th, I hope that you can represent those werewolves who 'unintentionally hurt others' and are just victims of lycanthropy, and help me deal with those who are... Roaring dark wizards and werewolves.”

"Of course, you don't have to worry. I only need the dozen or so combat-effective werewolves who didn't hide in the cave just now to actually fight. And, although I can't guarantee your absolute safety, what I can guarantee is that you will be safe throughout the process. There are wizards to accompany and protect you, so that you can be as safe as possible. After all, you are like a flag, and the longer something like a flag obviously exists, the better."

Moon was as straightforward as before, which surprised Galvin and Rubeo again - there was no whitewashing or covering up, and this statement made them feel Moon's sincerity.

"Since you have such a plan, you must have brought it with you..."

Munn struggled to pull out a box from the velvet bag. Fortunately, this thing was a specially selected slender one, otherwise Munn would not be able to stuff it into the velvet bag.

"I brought it, 22 of them, just one for each of you."

Galvin looked at Moon, and his cloudy eyes gradually became brighter.He swallowed and suddenly wanted to take a sip of wine, but he fumbled around with his hands several times before he remembered that his bottle of low-quality whiskey was still in Rideout's hand.

So he swallowed again, resisted the urge to agree, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can promise you, but I can't speak for other people. After all... it's a big deal."

Before Munn could turn his eyes to others, every werewolf who had pointed his wand at Munn loudly agreed. Even those who had hid deep in the cave and had just come out gave their answers. Answered in the affirmative.

Moon laughed dumbly, and then his eyes became serious.

He was still thinking about why Galvin was suddenly confused. He didn't even ask him about his complete plan or what role the werewolves could play in this battle.

But then he realized that he had underestimated the weight of his article in the hearts of these werewolves, and even more underestimated the weight of the matter of "rectifying names" in the hearts of these werewolves.

Even...when they agreed to him, it was very likely that these werewolves were already prepared to die...

Chapter 92 Countdown

Public opinion is still fermenting.

The "Daily Prophet" is still talking harshly, and it is getting tougher every day. The most intuitive result of this is that by Friday morning, the unsubscription rate of the "Daily Prophet" has exceeded 20%.Moreover, almost the vast majority of wizards have begun to refuse to believe the "Daily Prophet". Some people have even begun to secretly look for information published by the "New Star" which has been completely controlled by dark wizards and has only been quietly circulated in private recently. Newspaper.

After all, in Nova News, they could at least find some real facts, such as how many new casualties there had been recently, where the Ministry of Magic had caught werewolves, and so on.

Facts have also proven that Umbridge is indeed the "most qualified" senior deputy minister for Fudge and the Ministry of Magic at the moment, because almost all recent articles about the werewolf riots in the "Daily Prophet" are accompanied by her photos.In those photos, she had the usual fake smile on her face and a firm gaze, as if the Ministry of Magic's achievements were really impressive.

Privately, the little wizards at Hogwarts had a nickname for the Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic. Every time they opened the Daily Prophet and saw Umbridge's hypocritical smile, they were the first to discover it. People will shout loudly in the auditorium, "Hey, look at the Daily Prophet! That pink toad appears in today's Daily Prophet again, and three times!"

"Searching for Dolores Umbridge in the Daily Prophet" has suddenly become the most popular activity among the children at Hogwarts.

In addition to the routine classes, meals, and sleeping, the little wizards at Hogwarts have been missing Moon very much recently.Because on the day that Moon became a wanted criminal, Fred and George quietly voiced their doubts in the auditorium - whether this year's Hogwarts Four-wizard Tournament would be held.

Of course, they really missed Munn, but the Final Four tournament became a reminder of their missing him.So even though Gabriel placed a notice at the door of the school newspaper office, announcing that the Four-wizard Tournament would be held as normal, everyone still inevitably talked about Moon from time to time, speculating about when Moon would return to Hogwarts, and who he was. Can I still go back to Hogwarts?

Harry, Ron, and Hermione even made a special trip to Sirius's office to ask Sirius whether Moon would be imprisoned in Azkaban, and if they could go if Moon was really imprisoned in Azkaban. Look at Moon.

Sirius, who was originally careless and not worried at all, was questioned by the three little guys, but he began to worry about Moon.As a result, that night, when he was talking to Remus about Moon in the staff lounge, Snape happened to pass by and made a blatant hate speech like "Moon Fawkes is an idiot." View.

Then Sirius thrust his wand into Snape's face - of course, Snape's wand also touched Sirius' chin at the same time.

Remus had no choice but to persuade him, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect. If Professor McGonagall hadn't happened to come back, the entire faculty lounge would have been demolished by these two people.

Although a "disaster" was successfully prevented from happening, Professor McGonagall was really not happy because on the same day, she was asked similar questions by two second-year Ravenclaws in class.

Everyone is wondering if a wanted man from the Ministry of Magic can ever return to Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall's reason told her that this was almost impossible, but she obviously couldn't and couldn't bear to answer like this, so she had to say: "There is indeed no precedent for this before, but students like Mr. Fox don't count. A lot, so, who knows.”

Professor McGonagall had tried to be as tactful and reserved as possible, but in the eyes of the little wizards, this was obviously not a good enough answer.

As a result, within three hours and just one lunch, almost all the students at Hogwarts knew that "Professor McGonagall said that Moon would not be able to come back for class."

In the Hufflepuff common room, Violet listened to the whispers around her and stroked Snowball's head, but she stopped unconsciously.Snowball raised his eyelids and glanced at his master, then slipped into Violet's arms, changed into a more comfortable position, and then stopped talking to his master and enjoyed the warmth of the stove.

"Hey, you guys, stop mumbling." Gabriel walked out of the boys' dormitory at some point. He stopped the fourth-year wizards from continuing to speculate and glanced at the people sitting there. Violet on the sofa shook her head helplessly.

If one wants to say who misses Moon the most among the students at Hogwarts, it is obviously Violet and Moon's two younger siblings.Now that the school newspaper office is closed, they can only run to Hagrid from time to time. Almost visible to the naked eye, Hesper and Quaid have become more and more taciturn, and Violet will also be distracted from time to time.Even if they deliberately controlled themselves not to discuss Moon's affairs with Hagrid, they couldn't make these three people get better.

But the problem is, they really have no good way to comfort this kind of thing.

The only thing that can give everyone some comfort now is the wanted notice that is still hanging high in the Daily Prophet.

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"That's nonsense! That's such nonsense!" In the Auror's office, Ken O'Gorman was wearing a dirty robe, and with an angry face, he slapped the copy of the "Daily Prophet" on his desk. "No, these bastards are just farting!"

"Caught three werewolves? Ha? Ha! Indeed, we caught three werewolves! Three little white rabbits who only dare to lock themselves in the house and don't even dare to come out of the bedroom!"