Back to the tent.

Hermione and Ron were cautious, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the person walking back from outside was a familiar person.

George and Fred also put away the stinky dung balls and fireworks.

"Good news! Malfoy was caught!" As soon as he entered the tent, Sirius raised his arms and cheered to George and the others. He had also heard about what happened in the second grade.

"Young or old?" George asked subconsciously.

"It's Lucius Malfoy." Sirius said excitedly, he put his arm around Arthur's shoulders, "Cheer up, Arthur, we are all family here, there is no need to hide anything."

George and Fred cheered.

"It would be great if little Malfoy could be caught as well." Ron sighed, feeling a little disappointed.

Fred immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, my dear brother, little Malfoy can't be taken away. If he leaves, we will have much less fun."

Hermione, who was circling Harry and checking him for any injuries, immediately raised her head and looked at the two of them with a serious look in her eyes: "So you're still planning on giving Gryffindor only a few dozen points this year?"

"We will try to be as covert as possible." George immediately raised his hand and promised solemnly.

Fred was equally serious: "Hermione, what you told us is very useful. We will study hard and put it into practice in the new school year."

Hermione blushed slightly.

"Be gentle," Arthur and Harry said at the same time.

George was stunned.

Fred was puzzled: "I can understand what Dad said, but Harry, why do you..."

"After school starts, Malfoy will be a child without a father." Harry said expressionlessly.

George exclaimed: "Harry, you always say things that I never expected."

"We can make little Malfoy feel his father's love again." Fred tried to keep a straight face and imitated Percy, acting serious, "The father's love from the Weasley family."

"Don't go too far," Arthur warned again. "At least don't let your mother know. She will definitely send a howler letter."

George and Fred agreed readily.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The Dark Mark has reappeared. Whether it is real or a joke that the Ministry of Magic is most expecting, this thing that once ravaged Great Britain for decades undoubtedly evokes the greatest fear buried deep in the hearts of wizards.

Scrimgeour, looking tired, came over to negotiate with Harry.

The night is dark.

The Weasleys stayed in this tent, Arthur sharing a room with Sirius and Lupin, George and Fred in one, Ron and Harry in another, and as girls, Ginny and Hermione slept in the same room.

But at this time, everyone else had gone to bed.

Only Harry and Hermione were still there.

In the empty living room, there was only the scent of three people and some tiny insects.

"Mr. Potter, you've really caused a lot of trouble for our Auror Office." Scrimgeour took the tea poured by Hermione with a tired look on his face. "There are dozens of dark wizards who are suspected to be Death Eaters, and you just caught two pure bloods."

"One of them is the head of the Malfoy family."

Harry took the glass of milk and said, "That should make those purebloods reflect on themselves. I caught Malfoy on purpose, but I didn't choose him on purpose."

Scrimgeour sighed and took a sip of his tea. "Are you absolutely sure that the house-elf you saw was Winky? The one from Mr. Crouch's house."

He paused and said, "I am asking you this as the head of the Auror Office."

Harry nodded. "No matter how many times, I'm sure of what I saw."

Scrimgeour rubbed his head painfully. After a while, he looked at Harry resentfully: "One more thing, Rita Skeeter is outside. Do you want to see her?"

Harry shook his head and refused decisively: "No."

He had come into contact with that reporter before. At the beginning of last school year at the train station, he was as noisy as a mosquito and tried to use not-so-powerful magic to induce Harry to say something shocking. It seemed that this world, apart from the Sorting Hat, had no qualified bards.

"Then I'll help you stop her." Scrimgeour stood up. "Mr. Potter, I wish you a good dream."

He turned and left.

The tent fell silent again.

All that was left were the mumblings of a few children in their sleep, mumbling vague words.

The next morning.

Harry had just returned from exercising outside when he heard Hermione's angry voice in the tent. Harry lifted the curtain and looked inside, and saw her slamming the table, scaring Crookshanks and Hedwig beside him so much that they trembled.

She held a copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand, and it was the words she was reading that ignited her emotions.

"How can he say that!" Hermione gritted her teeth and pounded her hands until they turned red, but the slightest pain did not reduce her anger.

Harry grabbed her hand and picked up the newspaper with his other hand: "What's wrong?"

Hermione said nothing, still sulking.

Harry read on.

The headline on the front page was exactly what happened last night. There was a huge Dark Mark, swallowing and spitting out a long snake. Next to the Dark Mark, there were photos of three people: Lucius, who was stepped on by Harry and looked confused, and Avery, who was green-faced and half-dead.

And Harry, expressionless, wearing leather armor, holding a wand in one hand and a snake-bone sword in the other.

The newspaper gave a detailed account of what happened last night, extremely detailed.

Details to...

"As far as I know, Mr. Malfoy was deliberately captured by Harry Potter. In his defense, he repeatedly emphasized that he was under the control of the Imperius Curse. Although his testimony was ruled invalid, Azkaban is waiting for Mr. Malfoy."

"As for the other Mr. Avery, he was unable to even attend the trial at the Ministry of Magic. He is currently receiving emergency treatment at St. Mungo's. It is understood that he was poisoned when fighting with Mr. Potter. The poison came from the venom of the basilisk, an extremely evil dark magic creature."

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"We have to talk about the boy who survived a catastrophe, the legendary savior, and the heir of Gryffindor - Harry Potter. He is a very talented little wizard, but also a very restless little wizard. A Hogwarts student revealed to the author that when he graduated last year, Mr. Potter had a conflict with a professor and even cut off the professor's arm. However, this matter was suppressed by Headmaster Dumbledore, who was also from Gryffindor, was extremely partial to Mr. Potter, and gave him tutoring once a week."

"Independent thinking is a wizard's greatest asset."

"As a Ravenclaw, after hearing this news, I couldn't help but wonder, is Harry Potter really the savior?"

"The savior I expect is a white wizard who is more merciful and greater than Dumbledore, rather than a wizard who is good at swordplay, good at using poisons, and who conflicts with and injures professors."