Chapter 1296: This is good enough!!

Besides this, there was also a newspaper by Harry's hand.

The headline above was: Rufus Scrimgeour Replaces Fudge. Scrimgeour's photo took up most of the newspaper's page. The Scrimgeour above was looking at everyone seriously.

His lion-like expression made people feel a sense of security immediately.

Former Head of the Auror Office Rufus Scrimgeour replaces Cornelius Fudge as Minister for Magic.

However, according to rumors.

Scrimgeour is at odds with Albus Dumbledore, who has just regained his position as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.

Scrimgeour's representative stated that Scrimgeour had just communicated with Dumbledore...

Beside this newspaper, there was also a magazine titled "On the Ministry of Magic Protecting Student Safety" placed to the side.

However, the content above was blocked by Hedwig's bird body. Hedwig was grooming her feathers in the birdcage.

But sometimes she would make an impatient clicking sound, but Harry didn't hear it at all.

In the middle of the room sat a trunk.

Inside the trunk were a few pieces of clothing, neatly folded, as if the owner had wanted to pack them up but hadn't.

Besides that trunk, in a place further away, several apple cores and candy wrappers were thrown, as well as some owl feathers.

In the corner of the wall lay a small cat. The cat was lying there stiffly.

In front of it was a delicate cat bowl. The cat bowl was filled with cat food.

Beside it was a paper cup containing water. There was a cat bed on the bed.

The cat bed was made with a fluffy blanket, but it looked like the cat hadn't gone in to sleep for a while.

Beside the cat bed lay a piece of parchment. The parchment was placed flat. Dear Harry:

If you are willing, I will come to pick you up at 11:00 on Friday night to go to The Burrow. The Weasley family invites you to come to The Burrow to play.

Of course, if Sirius Black is willing, he can also stay there; they have also built a small house for him.

In addition, I need to handle a matter on the way to The Burrow. If I could get your help, that would be even better.

We will talk in detail when we meet.

If you are willing, please give your reply to this owl to bring back. Love, Albus Dumbledore.

Harry had already memorized this letter by heart. He was willing to go to The Burrow.

Because the Dursleys always brought up Darren, and he really couldn't make up any more reasons why Darren was hospitalized but hadn't written them a letter.

For more than a month, he had been in agony every day.

And until now, he hadn't been able to tell anyone in the Dursley family that Darren had died just like that.

He would never come back, and there was no way to send them any more letters, nor was there any possibility of buying them any more gifts.

Dumbledore's letter saved him.

He had the owl bring back the most definite answer.

He had packed everything up; only Darren's things, he had put away and then taken out again.

He always felt that if he left Darren's things out, would Darren have to come back to pack them himself?

Actually, he knew this was wishful thinking.

But he only had this one method. Finally.

The alarm clock pointed to five minutes to eleven. The alarm clock Harry had set went off. Harry leaped up.

Hedwig made an angry sound.

He hurriedly looked at the small cat in the corner, and upon discovering that the cat food in front of the cat hadn't decreased by even a single grain, he revealed a sorrowful expression.

"Lezi, eat some cat food. Darren... is gone. I can't let you starve to death too. Be good... eat some!"

Harry forced a handful of cat food into Lezi's mouth. It rarely struggled.

If Harry forced it, it would eat it. But it seemed to have died along with Darren. It squatted there blankly, as if waiting for death. As Harry fed it, he choked up.