Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

This was not a place where he was qualified to speak. Even if dozens of him were tied up and displayed in bundles, it would not be as effective as Uncle Golov's casual words.It is quite eye-catching to stand up and speak out on such occasions, but in fact it has no meaning other than causing chaos.

"Okay, Shacklebolt." Golov waved his hand and stopped Kingsley from speaking. At the same time, he looked at the Aurors and looked at them one by one.

Among the four Aurors holding their wands, three of them lowered their heads when Gorlov saw them, and did not dare to look at him.

"Do you know what you are doing now?" Golov leaned on his lame leg and walked straight over as if he couldn't see the four wands. "Aiming the wand at me? Huh?" Marvin, Derek, Angus, and you, Mason. Have I broken any Ministry of Magic regulations? Or are you just trying to catch me and send me away as Forest Dempsey? Go to Azkaban? With that guy Fudge supporting you, you can do things without any scruples, right?"

A few simple sentences, without even a single curse word in them, but they sounded much more powerful than curse words - they were sharp and pointed, and every sentence was on point.Moon secretly gave Golov a thumbs up from behind, feeling a little pity in his heart - although the thumb was meant for Uncle Golov, he couldn't see it at all.

After the words fell, Golov also stopped. At this moment, the distance between him and the wands was less than one meter. However, looking at his posture, it seemed that he was pointing at the wands. Those four Auror-like ones.Looking at the four Aurors again, the guy named Derek's head was almost stuffed into his own collar.

The scene fell into a brief stalemate.

After 20 seconds, the Auror named Derek couldn't hold on anymore. He put away his wand and bowed to Golov.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. After the first person puts down his wand, others will naturally put down their wands.Upon seeing this, Kingsley quickly stood up and continued to smooth things over, "This is the best. If there is anything we can discuss, we don't have to get so nervous."

As he said that, he nodded apologetically to Golov, "Everyone wants to fulfill their duties faithfully. In addition, Forest Dempsey is a dangerous person. It's not too much to be more cautious, right?"

This is bullshit. You can tell whether their four identities are true or false.To put it bluntly, either Forest Dempsey can calculate and figure out Moon's overall plan; or Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape or Minerva ·At least one of the three people from McGonagall was a traitor planted by Forrest Dempsey, otherwise Moon and the other four would definitely not be fake.

The problem is that if Forrest Dempsey was really that capable, firstly, he would not have been locked up in Azkaban for such a long time, and secondly, Randall and his mother would have been dead by now. How many times.

Those Aurors obviously didn't understand such a simple truth. They would hold up their wands and force Moon and others to stop. This was basically "the mission of the Minister".

Otherwise, Golov wouldn't have been so aggressive and merciless when he opened his mouth - Cornelius Fudge had already torn away his mercifulness.

But now is not the time to argue about this. Golov sneered lightly. Although he didn't speak, everyone knew that he was looking down on Fudge.

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The farce in the St. Mungo's waiting room finally ended, and the four of them finally entered the hospital.

Randall's mother lived in a special care ward on the third floor - in fact, she originally lived in an ordinary ward. After Forrest Dempsey was arrested, there was no room for his orphans and widowers. The mother and son had a lot of things other than infamy, which made the life of the mother and son somewhat difficult. They could barely make up the medical expenses and hospitalization expenses at that time.

But now, because of Forest Dempsey's escape from prison, in order to prevent any accidents, Randall's mother has been transferred to the special care unit and is under strict protection (monitoring) at all times.

After arriving on the third floor, under the leadership of the therapist who led the way, the four of them arrived at the door of the ward where Randall's mother was now. Golov stepped forward and opened the door, but did not go in. Instead, he looked at Turned to Randall.

It is almost the last time for the mother and son to be together. It is not suitable for others to come in and disturb them.

Randall was in a daze at first, but it wasn't until Moon gently pushed his shoulder from behind that he realized what was happening. He quickly thanked the three of them and quickly entered the ward.

Not long after, slight sobbing began to be heard in the ward - it was Randall crying.

Looking at the white-painted wooden door of the special care ward, Moon seemed to be seeing something from a long, long time ago through the door panel.

That hospital...that door...

It seems to be exactly the same white...

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"Oh!"

The beautiful dark blue ceramic water cup hit the wall heavily and was shattered into pieces. After it fell to the ground, it shattered again even more, as if to indicate the owner's mood.

There was a middle-aged man standing at the door of the ward. He looked very handsome, but he was a little older and had some wrinkles on his face. However, this did not affect his charm, but made him look more mature.

There was another person sitting on the hospital bed in the room, wearing a hospital gown. He turned his head and looked out the window. Facing this person who came to visit him, he didn't even bother to show a smile. Instead, he straightened up with a straight face. .

If possible, he actually wanted to drive this man away directly - otherwise he wouldn't have to smash the cup.

Chapter 96 Talk more

"Hu Yueming, how am I sorry for you, so that you have to put on a bad face in front of me all day long? I ask myself, have I done all my kindness and righteousness to you over the years? What should I have and what should I not have? Can you think of anything I've missed from you?"

The middle-aged man was extremely calm when he said these words, so the sense of oppression generated by the questioning words became more abundant.

"Squeak - squeak -"

The harsh sound of old hinges roughly pulled Munn back from that memory. He turned to look in the direction of the source of the sound, and found that a dirty woman had appeared in the corridor at some point, looking crazy. , holding a rusty iron hinge that I don’t know where it was dismantled or picked up from, and opened, closed, opened, and closed there with interest.

In the ward, you can still vaguely hear the mother and son talking from time to time. To be precise, it should be Randall's nagging, because almost every time there is a sound, you can hear it is Randall. the sound of.

Some chatting is a good thing, even if it's all a bunch of nonsense.

Because there is always something to talk about.

Moon smiled bitterly, then calmed down and found a bench diagonally across the corridor to sit down.

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In the ward.

"That's it. I thought I would be looked down upon every day during my years at Hogwarts. Unexpectedly, Moon helped me clear my name with a few articles. Since then, many people have been willing to Come have more contact with me and try to be friends." A rare smile appeared on Randall's face. You know, he had been wearing a worried expression all day long.

On the hospital bed, Randall's mother held Randall's hand with one hand. She looked very pale and not in good spirits, but she still reluctantly listened to Randall's story about what he had done at Hogwart. Ci’s experiences and experiences.

"It's...not bad." Randall's mother half-relyed on the pillow and said with difficulty but happily: "Then you...you have to thank me very much, ahem, thank you. Don't forget the help they have given you. .”

"Yes." Randall nodded vigorously, his eyes looking at his mother's hands filled with distress.

He could still remember years ago, long before Forrest Dempsey was arrested, when his mother wasn't sick and he was still a little kid running around who didn't understand anything.At that time, he especially liked to have his mother pat him gently to lull him to sleep. Because of this, he was particularly impressed by his mother's hands - at that time, these hands were white, slender, and very beautiful.

But now?These originally beautiful hands have become a bit skinny, and many old injuries can be seen on them, most of which were caused by accidental bumps under the influence of pain.

He lowered his head and took the opportunity to tuck his mother into bed and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, trying not to let his secret tears be seen.It wasn't until he adjusted his mood a little that he finally sat down again and began to talk about what he studied every day in Slytherin, as well as the professors with different temperaments in the school.

Randall didn't know if his mother liked hearing these things, nor did he know how much of what he told his mother had already known.

In fact, he just wanted to talk to his mother for a while, talk a little more, and talk a little more.

After all, no one knows if he only has this last bit of time left.

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Inside the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"Minerva, do you think Severus and the others' method of using themselves as bait this time will work?" Professor Dumbledore inserted the quill into the ink bottle next to him, and then rubbed his wrist with satisfaction. Looking at the letter he had just written, he asked Professor McGonagall: "I want to hear your opinion again."

Professor McGonagall pondered for a moment, and then said, "I think... Moon's child has been well arranged, and all that's left is to follow the fate of fate. In addition, I think that if Forrest can be caught, Dempsey, that is definitely the best. Even if Forrest is not caught in the end, as long as Randall and his mother can be protected so that they will not be attacked by Forrest, I will I think it’s already pretty good.”

"Indeed..." Professor Dumbledore nodded slightly and said, "If we can protect the mother and son, it will be a worthwhile trip."

Professor McGonagall was about to subconsciously agree again, but suddenly she seemed to realize something and looked at Professor Dumbledore strangely. "So, why did you ask me this question? Is there something new?"

When asking this question, Professor McGonagall was fully expecting Professor Dumbledore's denial - extraneous matters are always the most annoying thing.However, under her reluctant gaze, Professor Dumbledore finally nodded.

"The Decay Moths, several dark wizards who had been documented for a long time but had disappeared since Forrest Dempsey's arrest, suddenly reappeared, some in Northumberland, some in Wilt, they made a lot of trouble at the same time, and now Fudge is going to be in trouble..." Professor Dumbledore shook his head and sighed: "Although I don't really agree with Fudge's arrangement for Randall this time, But no matter what, he is the legitimate Minister of Magic right now."

"What's more important is...the location of these two areas [Note 1]. Fudge will definitely send a large number of manpower to the two places to investigate the situation and solve the problem. I'm afraid he will transfer all the manpower from St. Mungo's. By then It must be what Forrest Dempsey wanted."

Professor McGonagall's face also became a little ugly. With Fudge's personality, he was indeed capable of doing such a thing.He only has the desire to play with power and has no ability to control power. He only bumps around like a headless fly when encountering problems, and he only relies on his own thoughts to do whatever he wants - these words are simply not an exaggeration to say about Fudge.

What's even more troublesome is that except for Randall and his son, Snape, Moon and Golov Shafik are all at St. Mungo's now. If Aurors are really transferred in large numbers, the St. Mungo's guard force will be empty. If so, no one can tell what problems will arise by then.

"Do you want to come over?" Professor McGonagall seemed to be asking a question, but in fact it was more like making a suggestion.But what she didn't expect was that Professor Dumbledore immediately shook his head and rejected the proposal.

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[Note 1] Northumberland is in the northernmost part of England, and Wiltshire is in the almost southernmost part of England. The distance between them spans almost the entire England.

Chapter 97 If it were me

"I'm afraid, Minerva, I can't go." Professor Dumbledore shook his head. Although the expression on his face remained unchanged, there was a hint of obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes. "By the way, Minerva." Baby, can you please pay more attention to the Gryffindor students in the past two days? Maybe something will happen - I can't say exactly what will happen, but it's probably something bad."

Professor McGonagall knew that Professor Dumbledore was expelling him. She nodded gently, said no more, turned and left the principal's office.

After Professor McGonagall left, Professor Dumbledore walked to the cabinet in his office, took out his Pensieve, and left a trace of memory in it.

"Alas..." He sighed and muttered with a self-deprecating smile: "In life, it is probably inevitable to have to keep running..."

The old man looked out the window for a long time before finally putting away the pensieve, picked himself a silver robe with a beautiful phoenix pattern embroidered on it, and slowly walked out of his office.

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"Why did you come out?" Moon looked at Randall walking out of the ward. Seeing him turn around and close the door gently, he realized the answer. "Is your mother asleep?"

Randall nodded and tried to keep his emotions calm, but he was still a child after all. How could he still control his emotions after seeing his mother who was seriously ill and about to die?Whether it's the heavy drooping brow or the reluctance, sadness and pain in his eyes, they are all quite obvious.

Moon had no intention of comforting him - instead of going up and saying some comforting words to him, what Randall needed right now was to be quiet.

Or rather, it would be better to leave him alone for a while.

Moon stood up, stretched his waist, and said softly to Randall: "It's just right. You sit here and watch. I'm going to drink some water and move around. Do you want something to drink? I can help you. bring back."

Randall shook his head slowly, indicating that he didn't need it, then sat on the chair and stared out the window blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After leaving the door of the ward, Moon headed straight for the stairs.Unlike him who had been staying outside the ward, Uncle Golov had already gone to the first floor, and Professor Snape hadn't come back yet. He didn't know whether he hadn't finished seeing the patient or had gone to a place with few people to hide.Therefore, when leaving now, in addition to finding something to drink, he also happened to stop by to see what was going on with Uncle Golov.

Halfway through, he met a fat witch wearing a healer's robe. From the witch's mouth, he learned that St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries also had its own house elves. All he had to do was go to the first floor and register with the person in charge. , the guided therapist tells you what you need and pays the fee, and you can get the needed items or food. [Note 1]

Therefore, after arriving on the first floor, Moon first bought two bottles of pumpkin juice, and then found Uncle Golov who was chatting with Kingsley in the corner.

"Eh? Munn, why are you here?" Golov smiled and waved to Munn, "Just in time, come here and I'll introduce you."

Moon walked over as instructed, and Golov said to Kingsley with as much pride as ever: "My nephew, Moon Fox, I guess I don't need to introduce you to him anymore. Degas must have mentioned him to you a lot, and you may have heard something related to Munn from others."

It is impossible to say that he is not surprised at all - looking at the familiar look on Uncle Golov's face when chatting with Kingsley, it is obvious that even if the two are not very good friends, they are probably old acquaintances. .However, Moon had never seen Kingsley at Shafik Manor, and he rarely even heard Kingsley's name mentioned by Uncle Golov and the others.

But after thinking about it, it actually makes sense. Kingsley Shacklebolt is also a top figure in the Auror Office now, just like one of the top executives in the Ministry of Magic's security department.This special status destined Kingsley to be unable to get too close to others openly - especially a family like the Shafiq family that was inextricably linked to the political world.

If not, there would be no need for the two of them to find a quiet and secluded corner to chat like they are now.

Moon stepped forward and shook hands with Kingsley. Although this was the first time in this world for him to officially meet the future Minister of Magic [Note 2], when he was reading the novel in his previous life, he was very familiar with Kingsley. Sly's senses are quite good.

Kingsley also shook hands with him, with a gentle smile on his face. "Yes, I often hear his name, not only at Edgar's. You know, I even ordered a copy of Hogwarts." Here’s the school newspaper.”

Golov laughed happily, and then realized that Munn probably had something to say, but he did not leave with Munn. Instead, he said directly: "Ah, Munn, if anything happens, just call me Just say it, there are only three of us here, and Kingsley is absolutely trustworthy - at least Professor Dumbledore trusts him very much, so there is nothing to worry about."

Moon thought for a while and felt that there was nothing bad to say, so he followed the words and said: "That's it...it's not really an important thing. I just want to talk to you about Forest Dempsey." .”

"Tell us about Forest Dempsey?" Hearing this, Golov was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his chin with his hand and looked at Moon curiously, "What's the reason?"

"A bit curious. Of course, this is only a secondary factor. More importantly, I think if we can understand his temperament better, it may help us determine when he will attack."

As he spoke, Moon felt that his words were a bit abrupt, so he simply explained in more detail: "For example, if it were me... I would probably choose to attack St. Mungo's directly in an hour."

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[Note 1] This point is not mentioned in detail in the original work. It is the original setting of this book and should not be treated as an official setting.

[Note 2] After Cornelius Fudge resigned, the subsequent Ministers of the Ministry of Magic were: Rufus Scrimgeour (mentioned earlier), Piers Sinix (Voldemort’s designated puppet minister), And Kingsley Shacklebolt appears here.In "Harry Potter and the Cursed Child", a hilarious large-scale fan stage play, Hermione Granger took over the position of Minister of Magic and became the next successor after Kingsley Shacklebolt. Minister of Magic.

Chapter 98 About Forrest Dempsey

"In one hour?" Kingsley looked at his watch. Seeing that Golov seemed to have no intention of answering, he asked with interest, "Why?"

"This time has no specific meaning, it's just because it's fast enough. Two hours later, three hours later, or an hour ago, it actually works." Moon explained: "In short, it's best to be fast. Let’s take action today and directly launch a surprise attack.”

"As for why the attack should be launched as soon as possible, what I think is that if Forrest still has some die-hard loyalists loyal to him, then he will have a basis for understanding intelligence. There is no doubt that St. Mungo's must be his focus. The target of surveillance, because it is easy to find out that his wife lives in St. Mungo's. As long as he still wants to attack his wife and children, he will never give up surveillance of St. Mungo's."

"But I think that for a group of dark wizards, unless they have a particularly charismatic leader or a particularly intimidating leader, after being imprisoned in Azkaban like Forrest, even if there are a few Some of the die-hard loyalists will remain with him, and most of the original subordinates will still flee, either hiding their names, changing places to do evil, or simply joining other secret societies of dark wizards. Therefore, the remaining people around Forrest may not be the same. Not a lot."

Moon sat down at the signal of the two elders, cleared his throat, and then continued: "It seems that even if Forest Dempsey is given more time to prepare, he will be imprisoned. How many subordinates can a person who has been in Azkaban for so many years recall in a short period of time? Unless he is willing to spend a lot of gold galleons, that is another matter. In fact, if he is If he had escaped directly from Azkaban, the situation would have been much better. After all, he had accomplished something that was recognized as extremely difficult. Even if he had been arrested, his reputation would have greatly increased. But now he is being transported He escaped during the process, which did not provide much positive help to his momentum."

"Based on all these conditions, there is only one obvious benefit left in procrastinating, which is that it can wear down the patience of the Aurors - this can indeed help Forrest improve the success rate of the operation, but there is also a very important A big problem. In addition to wearing down the patience of the Aurors, such behavior actually gives the Ministry of Magic more time to react, so that the Ministry of Magic can make more appropriate protection for St. Mungo's and protect Fury. The arrest will be carried out."

"What's more, what's really fatal is that, considering that Forrest's wife is already critically ill, every extra day of delay increases the chance that his wife will die. If it's really because he delayed for too long , and if his wife dies on the hospital bed, then Forrest Dempsey, who managed to escape from prison, will become a real joke."

"That's it. Therefore, if I were Forest Dempsey, then, compared to the long wait, entanglement, preparation, and hesitation, I would rather attack as early as possible. At worst, I would launch a wave of feint attacks, not to achieve the goal, but to Just try to make as much noise as possible while being able to escape unscathed. Compared to killing your wife and children, it is obviously more important to strengthen your prestige and momentum. A massive feint is enough to achieve this. The target - a man who had just escaped from prison. He launched a crazy attack on St. Mungo's, which was protected by the Ministry of Magic. He was able to escape unscathed and almost blew up St. Mungo's. Even if he failed to kill him, Former wife, this incident is enough to make a large number of crazy dark wizards fall in love with Forest Dempsey again."

"When he has recruited enough people, it will be more convenient to do whatever he wants to do, and even if his wife dies of illness before his next move, he will have an excuse to avoid being too despised - after all, he is He had already tried hard just a few days after escaping from prison. As long as he can kill his children in the future, then everything is fine."

Kingsley looked at Moon with some admiration, and said to Golov: "I always heard how good this kid Moon is before. I thought everyone praised him too much. Now look at it, it seems like what they said It’s a bit conservative.”

Golov grinned slightly, like an old farmer looking at the golden and full ears of rice in the good years. "Yes, haha, Moon is the pride of our Shafiq family. I have lived for so many years, like An outstanding child like Moon is the only one I've ever seen in my life."

Moon scratched his head in embarrassment and drank a few more sips of pumpkin juice - he said a lot in one breath, and his already dry throat became even drier now.

"However, regarding Forest Dempsey..." Kingsley, who had more contact with this dark wizard, pondered for a moment, and then continued: "I think it may be a bit complicated."

"This person is extremely deep-rooted. He keeps everything in his heart, and his emotions and anger are invisible. He is also very decisive, resolute, and has a very strong will. If he did not choose the path of a dark wizard, but could join If he goes to the Ministry of Magic, I think this person will probably do a very, very good job." Kingsley first made a summary, and then talked about the specific things, "Including the day of the trial - to be honest, from becoming an Auror Until now, I have seen too many dark wizards cry bitterly, or even tremble with fear during the trial. Especially when they know that they are going to be imprisoned in Azkaban, except for a few people, most of them Even if people don’t show it, they will become distraught, with eyes filled with fear and confusion.”

"But Forrest is one of these few people, and he is a very special one. He behaves as if nothing is wrong, as if even Azkaban cannot bring any emotional changes to him. . Throughout the trial, he remained silent and calm. Apart from a few simple words of confession, he never said even half a superfluous word. Confession, confession, identification of other dark wizards who had not been caught, and begging for mercy. , expressed his longing for his family... none of them. It was only when the final trial was over, all the sentences against him were announced, and he was about to be escorted to Azkaban, that Forrest Dempsey finally said A word that has nothing to do with the trial——"

"As long as he could escape Azkaban, he would definitely kill his wife and children, as long as they were still alive."

Having said this, Kingsley sighed softly, "I have seen quite a few dark wizards, but there are definitely very few like Forrest Dempsey."