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Elwyn tried to make himself as comfortable as possible. Squinting his eyes, he saw Stan give Harry a copy of the Daily Prophet. On the front page was a huge photo of Sirius Black. His face was sunken, his long hair was tangled, and his skin was as white as wax paper.
"He looks scary, doesn't he?" Stan carefully observed Harry's expression. "News about him has been everywhere. Sirius Black is considered the most notorious prisoner in Azkaban Castle."
"He killed 13 people?" Harry asked in a low voice. "With a spell?"
"Yes! In front of witnesses and in broad daylight, he caused a lot of trouble! " Stan leaned over and said in a low voice, "Blake supported the Unknowns with all his strength. He had a close relationship with the Unknowns. You know, when Harry Potter was about to be killed by the Unknowns … "
Elwyn saw Harry pull his hair down anxiously.
"All the supporters of the Unknowns were hunted down. They all knew that since the Unknowns had escaped, they were finished. So they all behaved themselves. Only Sirius Black didn't do that. He was the most loyal supporter of the Unknowns. I heard that he thought that one day the Unknowns would be in power, and he would be the second most powerful man in the world.
"Anyway, they cornered Blake on the street. The street was full of Muggle. Blake took out his magic wand and blew up half of the street. A wizard was killed, and so were the twelve Muggle. Scary, isn't it? Do you know what Blake did next? "Stan said in an exaggerated whisper.
"What?" Harry asked nervously.
"Laughing!" Stan said. "He just stood there and laughed. When the reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic arrived, he followed them quietly. He was still laughing along the way."
"He can't be crazy, right?"
"If he hadn't gone mad when he arrived in Azkaban, he would have gone mad by now." "Neville, you know Azkaban, right? No one can stay there for that long. But now he was out. No one had ever escaped from Azkaban before, right? The guards there won't be able to resist, right? "
Harry nodded uneasily. Stan's face was also pale. He seemed to be frightened by his own words.
Elwyn looked at them speechlessly. If these two fellows realized that they had just brushed shoulders with Sirius Black, would they faint from fright?
After that, no one spoke.
As the Cavalier moved forward in the darkness, barreling through shrubs, bollards at the top of the pedestrian safety island, phone booths, and trees, Harry lay on his feather bed, restless and miserable.
Elwyn stretched out his claws and rubbed Harry's hair. Harry seemed to want to hug him, and he hurriedly jumped to the side to avoid it.
The sky outside the window was brighter than before. Elwyn saw a run-down bar appear in front of them. The Cavalier Bus slid to a stop.
Elwyn jumped onto Harry's shoulder. They got off the bus. Stan placed Harry's suitcase and Hedwig's cage on the sidewalk, and the Cavalier Bus drove away.
"Alright, next we're going to Gringotts." Harry stopped abruptly, looking ahead with a face of astonishment.
"You're here, Harry!" In the darkness, a figure suddenly walked out from the low, gloomy lobby of the Broken Cauldron. It was the head of the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius.
Harry was secretly nervous. He dragged the heavy suitcase and was brought into the bar by Cornelius. A hunched man holding a lantern appeared in the doorway behind the bar.
It was Tom, the wrinkled, toothless owner of the Broken Cauldron.
"You found him, Minister!" Tom bowed. "What would you like to drink, beer or brandy?"
"A can of tea, please." Cornelius looked a little haggard. He pointed to a chair by the fire and said to Harry, "Sit down, Harry."
Harry sat down. Although the fire was strong, Elwyn could still feel his body trembling slightly, as if he was very nervous.
Cornelius took off his green striped robe and threw it aside. He then quickly pulled up the trousers of his dark green suit and sat down opposite Harry.
"We just met three months ago, Harry! I'm Cornelius, the head of the Ministry of Magic. "
Cornelius said quickly, glancing strangely at the black cat lying on Harry's shoulder.
Harry nodded cautiously. He couldn't believe that he had been caught by the head of the Ministry of Magic himself. Three months ago, the other party had just given him, Elwyn, Hermione, and Ron a special contribution award. Was he here to fire him now?!
Before he could say anything, Tom, the owner of the bar, appeared again, bringing tea and pancakes on a tray.
He put the tray on the table between Cornelius and Harry and left the private room, closing the door behind him.
"Alright, Harry!" Cornelius said as he poured out the tea. "I'm not afraid to let you know that you had us all panicking, running out of your aunt and uncle's house like that! I thought it was a good thing nothing happened to you. That's the most important thing. "
Cornelius buttered his pancake and pushed the plate towards Harry.
"Eat up, Harry, you look lifeless. You'll be glad to hear how we dealt with Miss Maggie's unfortunate blow-up. A few hours ago, two members of the Contingency Reversal Department were ordered to Privet Drive. Miss Maggie has recovered and her memory has been adjusted. She doesn't remember it. It's just the way it is, no harm done. "
Elwyn jumped lightly onto the long table and took a pancake for himself.
He saw Cornelius smile at Harry over the rim of his teacup, like an uncle looking at a beloved nephew. Across the table, Harry couldn't believe his ears. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say, so he closed it.
"Ah, you're worried about your aunt and uncle's reaction, aren't you?" said Cornelius. "Well, I don't deny that they're extremely angry. But Harry, as long as you stay at Hogwarts for Christmas and Easter, they're going to let you go back next summer. "
"I'll always spend Christmas and Easter at Hogwarts." Harry felt that his throat was no longer blocked. "I don't want to go back to Privet Drive."
"Well, well, when you calm down, I'm sure you won't think that!" Cornelius's tone was worried. "They're your family after all, and I'm sure you like each other deep down."
Harry didn't want to correct Cornelius's view. He was still waiting to hear what to do with him.
"Now the only question is, where are you going to spend the rest of your two-week holiday?"
"I think I could go to my classmate Elwyn's house. He's invited me many times," said Harry uncertainly.
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