He leaned back against the sofa, put his hand on the armrest of the sofa, and said lazily, "What has happened in the past few days?"

Harry and the others immediately gathered around, and they sat down on the couch across from George, and said, "The day after you left, something big happened in the wizarding world. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Voldemort's Death Eaters attacked Azkaban and let go of many of the Dark Wizards. ”

"The Death Eaters who were loyal to Voldemort all fled. Among them was Voldemort's right-hand man, Bellatrix Lestrange, who tortured Frank and Alice Longbottom, causing them to be permanently disabled. ”

"They really had a good time. ”

George frowned slightly, these Death Eaters had just seized the moment when he was going out, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or something else.

"Is there any other news?" asked George, looking at them, "where did you hear about this?"

Hermione said slowly, "Minister of Magic, Fudge, sent you an urgent letter for help, in a purple envelope. You weren't at home, and Mrs. Soros replied to you first and appeased Fudge. ”

Harry continued, "What we know is revealed by Fudge in the letter, and the specific information has not been revealed in the news. The Ministry of Magic has blocked the news, waiting for you to come back and get an idea. Fudge has sent several letters these days, all waiting for you to make a decision. ”

The day after George and Anna left, Fudge, the Minister of Magic, sent an urgent letter for help through George's messenger. George happened to be absent and could not be contacted, so Mrs. Soros had to reply to George and reassure Fudge.

In the past few days, Fudge is afraid that he is in a hurry.

While they were talking, Grandmother and Anna came out of the kitchen with silver plates.

"It's time to eat. ”

With a smile, Anna beckoned to them.

"Okay, let's eat first, and we'll talk about the rest later. ”

George sat up from the couch and stretched again.

Ignoring the worry on Harry's faces, he walked straight to the table, pulled out his chair, and sat down.

He had been out for days and had not eaten a meal until now.

The dishes were quickly served, and they were all his favorite foods.

It can be seen that considering that he has not eaten for a few days, today's dishes are very hearty.

The long table was filled with all sorts of plates. The abundance of dishes was very satisfying, but George's appetite was not very satisfying to himself, and after eating only half of the usual portions, he put down the dishes.

"Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

Seeing George's poor appetite, Anna asked softly, "Why don't you go and rest for a while?" ”

"It's a little lazy, but it doesn't seem to be the reason why I didn't sleep well. George pondered, "My meal has indeed become smaller, perhaps because the magic is too much." ”

The first meal after four days, but there was no hunger at all. It was easy to fill his stomach, and he immediately had a reasonable conjecture.

The biggest change in his body is naturally that he is on the snowy mountain, with the help of magic, he devoured the magic power of the two phoenixes.

"Is it a good change?"

Anna asked softly, with concern in her eyes. George's previous actions were not simple magic experiments, and the changes brought about by that action made her couldn't help but worry.

"Probably, except for the fact that my appetite has decreased, everything else is good. ”

George's expression was depressed, and the abundance of magic was indeed a good change. His previous astonishing appetite was also closely related to his huge consumption. The greater the consumption, the greater the need for energy and food.

And now, he has devoured enough magic power from the phoenix's body.

Suddenly, his need for energy and food has also decreased significantly, and his appetite for food has decreased a lot.

Seeing that George looked like he wanted to eat but couldn't eat it, everyone else laughed softly.

"Then wait until you're hungry to eat. ”

Anna smiled and said, "If your appetite is smaller, try more of everything." ”

"That's all there is to it. George reluctantly left the table.

After lunch, Grandmother brought George several letters of help from Fudge.

George took the letters, enclosed in purple letters, and he looked at them slowly.

Reading between the lines, Fudge's anxiety can be seen.

The matter of Azkaban should look serious. Otherwise, Fudge, who has always been weak, would not have sent urgent letters for help continuously.

However, it is also understandable that Azkaban is locked up with more than a hundred people, and there are many dark wizards in it. After these dark wizards were rescued by Voldemort, they had no choice but to join Voldemort.

With the refuge of more than a hundred dark wizards, Voldemort's subordinates are no longer just a few Death Eaters. With the service of hundreds of people, Voldemort's actions in the shadows have suddenly increased.

None of this affected George's mood, though.

In many minions, they are always just minions, and when it comes to the realm of him and Voldemort, those ordinary wizards are useless in battle.

As for other uses, that's not to mention. Voldemort was still oppressed in the corner by him, and the support of these dark wizards did not help Voldemort much.

Reading the letters, George slowly thought about what to do next.

"Are you going out later?"

Grandmother asked with a calm face, "Fudge has been anxious these days, and he is in a hurry. He controlled the news and didn't let the news of Azkaban's attack spread, but he couldn't control it for long. ”

"From three days ago until this morning, Fudge's letter has been coming in every day. It can be seen that it is not easy for him, the Minister of Magic, to suppress such big news. ”

George pondered, "It's not bad for this day." I'll wait for the messenger to make an appointment, and I'll go straight to Azkaban tomorrow. ”

It's not a comfortable experience to get home and have to deal with a lot of troubles. He wasn't going to run to the Ministry of Magic recklessly, it would be a waste of his time.

After a little thought, he decided that he had to go to Azkaban to see what was going on.

"It's up to you. Grandmother said gently.

George quickly wrote a reply and sent it to the messenger.

.....

The next day.

Azkaban, a small island located in the Dover Strait of the North Sea.

The island is an isolated island surrounded by water, about fifty kilometers from the mainland, which is not too far. However, the waters here are full of reef undercurrents, and there are usually no boats coming.

(To be continued.) )