From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

'No, we can't give it to Dumbledore yet.'

'Putting a map that can monitor the entire school to the principal…that's too much…'

'Maintain the current monitoring status. If the situation changes even slightly, immediately hand the map to Dumbledore—in a dangerous situation, there won't be time to worry about hiding it...'

William and Dumbledore each had their own ideas, so they made excuses to say goodbye and left.

-

"Auror investigation, all operations halted!"

The Borgin-Borck store, which usually boasts a strong relationship with Borgin, is suddenly invaded by a group of wizards wielding wands, each looking menacing.

The customers who were happily shopping in the store suddenly decided to Apparate without even thinking—everyone who shops here knows what they're buying, and the Aurors who came in were all incredibly nervous.

But it was too late—the Auror was now at full power.

In the middle of the day, a group of people stormed into the Ministry of Magic, set it on fire, and even ransacked the Minister of Magic's office. This resounding slap in the face truly enraged the Aurors.

During the Quidditch World Cup, the Aurors, led by Mr. Crouch, suffered a series of defeats and gradually began to whitewash their Death Eaters, gaining widespread fame.

Afterwards, the Deputy Minister of Justice, Umbridge, assisted the Magical Congress of the United States in capturing former Headmaster Ivermony, which made the Aurors so happy they could wake up in their dreams—could things ever get any better?

Even back when Voldemort was defeated, the Death Eaters kidnapped the Aurors to slap them in the face. Things are different now; the Auror office is thriving!

However, in this very situation, a resounding slap and a bucket of cold water were poured down from the sky.

The attack on Azkaban could be attributed to the incompetence of the Strikers, but how do you shift the blame for the invasion of the Ministry of Magic? To whom? The Strikers? Can they even bear that responsibility? Since when did the Strikers become ranked ahead of the Aurors?

In less than a day, the Aurors had pinpointed the source of the tools used in the crimes—many stayed up all night gathering information to finally shut down the damned Borgin-Bock shop.

"What are you doing? Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour and I are good friends!"

Mr. Borgin remained completely calm—he did indeed have people with him, and he secretly pulled out a small bag of gems, intending to deal with the group of Aurors.

However, the Auror leading the group waved his hand, as if he hadn't even seen the bag of gems.

"Never heard of that. Plenty of people want to be friends with Mr. Scrimgeour. Hold him!"

The Auror leading the group waved his hand – there's no such thing as friends these days. If they really find out that this shop has problems, all those stories about making friends will just be irrefutable evidence used to lull and corrupt the officials of the Ministry of Magic!

"Search the ledgers, take inventory of the goods, and investigate the identities of all guests!"

"Yes!"

Mr. Bokin gasped in despair—others might not know, but he himself certainly knew whether he could be investigated.

"Report! A large quantity of compound decoctions has been found!"

"Report! Several rare and wondrous creatures have been found!"

"...Dark magic items!"

"...A cursed item!"

As one product after another was announced, the Auror leading the team grew increasingly grim. With lightning speed, he drew his wand and, taking advantage of Mr. Borgin's inattention, knocked him unconscious with a single spell.

"Ejaculate the true essence!"

"The same goes for the other guests. Check them all, don't miss a single one!"

He had to get serious; the stuff in the shop combined was enough to send the Ministry of Magic flying.

-

"What time is it? Why are you still worrying about this!"

"This is the result you gave me?"

Scrimgeour was furious—he had finally found the target from the consumables, but the Auror leading the team had spent a long time investigating and gave him the opposite conclusion.

It's one thing for those attackers to just buy those supplies from Bogin-Bock's shop, but it was their first time going there.

Are you kidding me? Is it because Bojin's store has a big name?

Shouldn't a major event like an attack on the Ministry of Magic be planned by first scouting the location, confirming the plan, carefully preparing supplies, and then carrying it out?

How come that group of people attacked the Ministry of Magic at noon, and then came directly to Borgin's shop to buy the materials they needed in the morning?

What a joke!

Either the truth serum turned out to be fake news, or the other party didn't take the Ministry of Magic seriously and was planning to get away unscathed from the beginning!

"By the way, what about those payments? Don't tell me that Bojin transferred the money without even realizing it in a single day!"

“He put it in Gringotts, and we need a special warrant to force him to open it.”

What time is it—still clinging to those rules and regulations!

Scrimgeour was a little angry. He picked up the investigation report in his hand and walked straight to Fudge's office—he didn't believe that Fudge would refuse to approve it!

-

"So, this is what you found out after all that investigation?"

In Moody's private office, he glanced at the documents with normal eyes and then placed them on the table.

"There's more, but we're not allowed to write it down in the documents."

The young Auror who came to inquire was somewhat frightened, yet also filled with admiration.

"That guy's Gringotts vault was opened, and naturally, there was enough contraband for him to sit in Azkaban, but we ignored that and focused on investigating the currency."

"With the help of the strikers and other departments, we confirmed that the Galon came from the United States, and it was most likely not brought in through normal channels, but was probably smuggled."

"What do you mean 'should'! Make Gringotts provide records and evidence!"

“Yes, Mr. Moody.”

“Also,” Mad-Eye nodded, “what about the casualties this time?”

"They are all minor injuries. Only the Auror who was tortured with the Truth Potion has more serious injuries and is still under observation and treatment in the hospital. However, the problem is not serious."

"No casualties?"

Moody's voice rose slightly, "They've changed their ways?"

"I don't know, but Minister Fouché's office was burgled, and something very important was stolen—we don't know the specifics yet..."

"Humph…"

Moody snorted.

"How did those people get in? The recent number of people entering the country... is not right. If the currency was smuggled in, it's impossible for people to enter the country normally."

"Furthermore, leaving the country is also a rather serious issue..."

"Also, you need to find the traitor within your ranks—no normal person could confirm such clear intelligence; I suspect there's a mole among us!"

"A mole?"

"That's right—otherwise it would be hard to explain..."

"But we always go out to eat. Even if we disguise ourselves, our whereabouts are still easy to be observed..."

"... "

Moody was unusually silent. "When was that?"

"You came here after you retired..."

"... "

Moody felt like he was about to laugh out loud – he had originally planned to take time off to help, but now he was afraid that arguing with the current office manager would affect efficiency.

"I have very important courses to attend to, so I'm afraid I won't have time to get involved."

“I will invite Professor William to help you. He is an expert in this field—and he's not one of us. Perhaps he has some methods…”

Moody, suppressing his anger, nominated the most suitable candidate he could think of.

Chapter 565 A Failed Lesson

"No, this really won't work."

William shook his head vigorously. He had already returned from the Ministry of Magic and, unsurprisingly, hadn't found anything useful.

Nonsense—if they find out, then he'll be in the same cell as Dumbledore…

But the problem is, now, right in front of him, in his office, Moody is actually inviting him to talk to the seventh-grade students about what really happened during the attack on the Ministry of Magic and how to prevent such a thing from happening again.

The reasons are quite valid—this matter is currently the top news in the magical world, and the content of the incident is closely related to the course on self-defense. In addition, Moody is unhappy with the current head of the Auror office who has made such a disgraceful mistake, so he naturally wants to explain the matter in detail.

There's no deeper meaning to it, but if Moody had even dabbled in this area, he would have been a sure-fire Auror office manager, instead of just a regular squad leader even after retirement.

“Nothing is impossible, Professor William,” Moody said earnestly, his scarred face full of concern. “Those guys got too cocky, which led to this mistake. We have to tell the students that.”

He truly loved the Auror profession, and he was the best Auror at it—he sent one-third of the serious criminals to Azkaban.

Even now that he's retired, he still cares a lot about nurturing the Aurors and absorbing new talent; otherwise, he wouldn't have volunteered to take on the seventh-grade coursework—after all, there are twins in this seventh grade…

"It still doesn't work; the Ministry of Magic's response this time was truly terrible..."

William shook his head, trying to refuse with another excuse, "Besides, the case is still under investigation. As someone assisting in the investigation, I shouldn't reveal any details, especially since that would affect the Ministry of Magic's security."

“Don’t worry about that, those guys in the department sent me a letter,” Moody grinned, but his expression was anything but a smile. “The department is demanding that the current situation be made public, although I don’t know where they got the courage to make such a shameful thing public.”

?

Should we make the incident public?

William was taken aback—this was no small matter.

Although he did not contribute to the investigation, before he returned to school, based on the available intelligence, the Ministry of Magic concluded that the same group of criminals who attacked Azkaban had successfully infiltrated the Ministry of Magic with the support of intelligence regarding a defensive loophole deliberately left by Umbridge (yes, William was extremely surprised when he heard this conclusion from the Ministry of Magic).

Yes, that's right, the information was provided by the already dead Umbridge, which is extremely absurd—but upon closer inspection, it does make some sense.

Without some kind of internal traitor, how could the Ministry of Magic's defenses be this weak? It's understandable that a high-ranking official like Umbridge would fall from grace and leave behind a host of backup plans.

"Just follow the Ministry of Magic's explanation, and then add some case speculation?"

William looked at Moody seriously—if he didn't know Mad-Eye wouldn't have that kind of talent, he would have suspected that Moody was trying to get Hogwarts onto the Ministry of Magic's bandwagon.

The impact of being open and honest with students is something you can easily imagine if you think about it.

"That's right, it also puts the students' doubts at ease."