[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-war-at-hogwarts":3,"chapter-wizard-war-at-hogwarts-wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-102":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard War at Hogwarts",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2358075,4612,"Chapter 102: News Report","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-102",102,"\u003Cp>Tang Dun had a large oil painting depicting a suited gentleman addressing a group of workers; Harry and Ivy had passed it countless times without ever suspecting a secret room lay behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carson had told Harry about this secret room; opening it required no Parseltongue, only the butler’s key. Harry decided to hide Tom Riddle’s diary in the safe within the room, setting a complex password himself to ensure Ivy or any other Muggle servant would never access it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this summer, Harry felt as if he had returned to his school days, except that he now seemed like the teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy read aloud from her History of Magic textbook: “In the Middle Ages, non-magical people—commonly known as Muggles—feared magic intensely yet refused to acknowledge its existence. When they occasionally captured a genuine witch or wizard, they burned them at the stake—but in truth, this had little effect. A witch or wizard could simply cast a basic Flame-Freeze Charm, feigning agonized screams while enjoying a warm sensation spreading through their limbs. Indeed, Wendelin the Weird was such a freak; she loved the sensation of being burned, and thus appeared in various guises at different times, getting caught at least fifty-seven times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the Flame-Freeze Charm? Harry, do you know? Does it really feel good? Should we try it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry had no idea what the Flame-Freeze Charm was; he was certain it was an advanced spell—or perhaps modern wizards no longer learned it since they no longer faced the stake. Either way, he found a way to deflect the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen, Ivy, we’re not allowed to use magic outside school—unless you fancy a trip to Azkaban,” he warned. “It’s a grim, terrifying prison. Any wizard locked inside is as good as dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s awful. Would I break the law if I didn’t do my Potions homework?” Ivy stuck out her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, Ivy, how many assignments have I already done for you this summer?” Harry groaned. “Why not just tell Snape the truth—that Harry Potter promised to do your homework but broke his word because his own assignments are driving him mad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Harry, there’s a phone call for you,” Carson’s knock interrupted the children’s bickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh Harry, you really should check today’s Daily Prophet—you get it there, right?” Ron’s voice crackled through the receiver, sounding thrilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I haven’t looked yet—I’ve been busy helping Ivy with her homework all day. What’s going on? Any news?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My dad won the lottery! We don’t even know what to do with the money yet… maybe we’ll travel to Egypt to visit Bill.” Ron gushed, inviting Harry to join them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the phone, the two boys happily planned their trip to Egypt. Ginny kept snatching the receiver to speak to Ivy. They decided to depart in the last week of July, celebrate Harry’s birthday in Egypt, and return to school a week before term began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry also fetched that day’s Daily Prophet and found a photo of the Weasleys: nine of them crammed together in front of a large triangular pyramid. Ron stood just right of center, tall and thin, with his fat gray rat, Scabbers, winding around his little sister Ginny’s shoulders and arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s brilliant—so amusing,” Harry laughed. “Carson, bring me the Daily Prophet at breakfast from now on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the Muggle butler, it was just a static black-and-white photo—less interesting than the Sun, and full of tabloid nonsense. He worried Harry might go astray, but with Sir Crowley away on business, Harry was the one who ruled the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, as Harry and Ivy chatted and dreamed of traveling to Egypt with the Weasleys, Carson brought today’s Daily Prophet and placed it atop his usual Daily Mail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they saw the headline, both children froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Infamous Death Eater Sirius Black Escapes from Azkaban”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my God, you told me yesterday that any wizard who enters there is doomed.” Ivy said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That just proves how terrifying Sirius is—he’s a demon risen from hell,” Harry said, beginning to read the article closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius Black was said to be a ruthless villain who had murdered thirteen people with a single curse and laughed maniacally when captured by Aurors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius was one of the Dark Lord’s followers; we believe his escape was motivated by revenge against Harry Potter, who defeated the Dark Lord. Several inmates reported that the night before his escape, he repeatedly shouted, “He’s at Hogwarts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minister for Magic Scrimgeour stated he had contacted the Muggle Prime Minister: if Harry Potter is currently in the Muggle world, he should immediately seek protection from local police; the Auror Office will monitor the situation closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill shot from Harry’s feet straight to his brain. A dangerously dangerous Dark wizard, hunting for him—it terrified him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Carson, contact the police immediately,” Harry said. “Tell them to report this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Report what?” Carson asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Say Harry Potter is here. The police will understand—because a dangerous fugitive with a grudge against me has escaped. It’s terrifying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll report it at once, but please don’t worry, Master. Tang Dun’s security is more than sufficient to handle any fugitive.” Carson nodded and left. Harry stared at his breakfast, suddenly losing his appetite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself to swallow, but his mind kept returning to Black. In the photo, he was a pale, brooding man—but Harry couldn’t shake the feeling that his face looked familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After long thought, Harry wondered if he’d seen vampire pictures in textbooks. The wanted poster’s Black looked exactly like a vampire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later that morning, Ron called again, sadly informing Harry the trip was canceled. Due to Sirius’s escape, the Ministry believed Harry must be protected immediately. To spare Harry disappointment, the Weasleys decided to stay in London, save the money, and plan another trip later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really don’t have to delay for me,” Harry said, embarrassed. “You should go without me—visit Bill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, Mum’s thinking of using the money to expand our house,” Ron said. “But at least we can buy me a new wand first—I’m still using Charlie’s old one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, that’s something positive, right?” Harry forced cheerfulness into his voice. “I thought this summer would be fun, but now this has happened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All day, Harry felt uneasy and unsafe. Now he understood why Hermione had been so stressed last year—the constant fear of being attacked was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the afternoon, he was startled to see two robed men arrive at the estate—both with stern, professional faces: Aurors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Harry. I’m Lestrade, Head of the Auror Office,” said the taller man. “Given your situation, we’ve assigned you a dedicated agent for personal protection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, thank you so much, sir,” Harry sighed in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Mr. Johnny English, our top Auror,” Lestrade said proudly. “He solved the major Anglo-French smuggling case as a tactical officer, then was seconded to Downing Street to protect the Muggle Prime Minister—he’s an expert in protection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forgive me, but aren’t you the science teacher at the local primary school?” Carson asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who says a primary school teacher can’t be a secret agent?” Johnny said, slightly exasperated. “I’m just temporarily reassigned. Failing to protect Minister Fudge from that horrific assassination… it broke me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I propose Johnny stay at Tang Dun and provide strict surveillance for Harry…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you telling me how to do my job?” Johnny interrupted Lestrade. “I’m moving Harry to the Leaky Cauldron. The more crowded the place, the less likely a fugitive will show up. That guy—Sirius, Cirus, whatever—he won’t dare go there. Too many righteous eyes watching.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made a gesture of staring intently at Harry, as if he himself were the fugitive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And your security here is terrible—your fireplaces aren’t connected to the Floo Network. How do you call for help? No protective measures at all. What if Black drops from the ceiling?” He mimed someone falling from above. “Or tunnels into the basement and blows you all up? How do you prevent that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was starting to feel afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So pack your textbooks and move to the Leaky Cauldron,” he declared. “Under the Ministry’s watch, with righteous crowds, and my legendary reputation—trust me, Harry, Black won’t dare challenge the Tiger of the Auror Office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about me, sir?” Ivy asked. “Can I come too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me rephrase: Harry, pack your textbooks, your wand, your cauldron—anything you need for class—and this little sister,” Johnny added. “Her books, her wand, her cauldron—everything! We leave this afternoon. By nightfall, Black will have his chance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry sighed and began packing. For now, he was still willing to trust this “Tiger of the Auror Office.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1429,"2026-06-21T04:54:27.874Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ab5f911f27f54d4880e19137cce2b2132f89433dfe9b763d8bf9c51163a9b0f2","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-103","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-101",528,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-war-at-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]