The Daily Prophet put the news on the front page, and the issue sold so well that it was almost out of stock.

The daily newspaper included Blake's basic information in the newspaper: a mad admirer of Sirius Black's mysterious man, who once killed thirteen people and blew up a street with a single spell. Evil, mad, bloodthirsty, cruel, and a murderer with a great reputation.

But none of this had anything to do with Dudley, who still lived a peaceful life in Godric's Hollow.

The castle is safe.

It's a pity that a certain Minister of Magic doesn't think so.

In his opinion, Blake must have escaped from prison to kill Harry Potter, who was a die-hard loyalist of the mysterious man, and even betrayed his best friends, the Potters, who were Harry's parents.

So he's going to come to Harry.

If Harry Potter is killed by the escaped Black, then his political career will also come to an end, and he will definitely be ousted from the position of Minister of Magic.

So Lord Fudge, the Minister of Magic, who has been in power for more than ten years but has done nothing and has made no achievements, rarely began to care about the affairs of Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world.

He had expected to be at his aunt's house, but when they arrived at 4 Privet Road, they learned from Mrs. Dursley that Harry had been with his cousin for a long time and didn't know where to go.

Now Fudge panicked

"Why did you let them out of your sight?"

Fudge yelled at Penny angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fudge felt a strong surge, and a large fluffy hand pushed him away.

Vernon rushed out of the room, shielded Penny behind him, and looked at Fudge with a fierce expression: "Hey! Fatty, stay away from my wife! ”

"They're not children anymore, they're wizards, so why don't we have to tie them up all the time?"

"I was already in the Boy Scouts when I was their age."

"I don't want to see you again, now, get out of my house!"

Since having little Lily, Vernon seems to have a second spring, exercising desperately, although the fat silhouette has not completely disappeared now, but it can be called lean.

At least in terms of physique alone, he is much stronger than Fudge.

"Muggles!"

Fudge squatted directly, got up from the ground and took out his wand directly, intending to teach Vernon a lesson.

"I don't advise you, Sir Fudge, to do this."

Without waiting for Fudge to cast a spell, a deep voice sounded beside him.

"I should have reminded you that these two are the closest people to Mr. Potter, and Mr. Dursley's parents."

"If you do that, it's going to make both of you unhappy, and I don't think that's what you want to see."

"Wizards can't just cast spells on Muggles, even if you're the Chief."

The person who spoke had brown hair and thick eyebrows, a pair of sharp yellow eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses, and a very serious expression.

With that curly hair, he looks like an old lion.

This is the current head of the Auror Office - Rufus Scrimgeur.

He was in charge of the capture of Sirius.

As a former veteran, Rufus addressed Fudge not as a minister, but as a chief.

By the way, Rufus himself has a good relationship with the Caro family, and Dudley has met with them a few times.

Hearing the name, Fudge paused.

Fudge didn't really care much about Harry, even though it was rumored that he might be a wizard with great mana.

He didn't believe that at all, he just thought of Harry as an ordinary little wizard, well, the more famous kind.

But Dudley is different.

Dudley took away Lucius's position as a trustee with a wave of his hand, and Lucius himself was ridiculed for a while. Dudley himself made a deep impression on Fudge, and it was definitely not easy to get the role that all Slytherin embraced.

Fudge was just incompetent, but he wasn't stupid yet.

"Heald. Did the Ministry of Magic's healds find any traces of them? ”

Leaving Privet Road, Fudge tried everything he could to find Harry's whereabouts, but Dudley's anti-tracking measures were so good that the Ministry of Magic couldn't find any trace of it.

There was not a single word for three whole days.

"Have you been killed? No, Harry must be found! ”

Gradually, Fudge began to panic, his fat body began to tremble, and he kept wiping the sweat secreted from his forehead with a handkerchief, and every minute that passed, his heart became anxious.

Of course, he was not worried about Harry's safety, but about his minister's throne.

"Mr. Dumbledore should know their whereabouts, he knows everything."

It is also unknown who advised Fudge.

In other words, Fudge would not have given the person who made this suggestion a good face.

But this is no longer the case.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore. Quick, let's go to Hogwarts. Fudge's eyes lit up when he heard Dumbledore's name, and he couldn't wait to shout, and immediately ordered his men and himself to go to Hogwarts.

Finding Dumbledore in case of trouble, Fudge used to do that.

"Connelly, don't be impatient, the children are fine, don't worry."

Dumbledore, dressed in a nightgown full of stars, looked helplessly at the intruder in the room, Fudge and his party.

It was close to midnight and he was ready to sleep.

"Albus, you promise!" Fudge stubbornly said.

"I promise." The helplessness on Dumbledore's face became more and more obvious.

I didn't see you care so much about Harry before.

Dumbledore remembered something from the past, and Fudge was not what he is now.

Although he doesn't have much ability, he is very self-aware, but unfortunately he has changed after experiencing the taste of power over the years.

Obsessed with power and status. At the same time, it is also closer to the so-called pure-blood wizards.

So did Dumbledore know where Dudley was? I really knew Dudley had told him.

"Tell me, Albus, where he is, please."

Listening to Fudge's incessant pleading, Dumbledore sighed.

"I can tell you, but Connelly, you should go back to them tomorrow morning."

After receiving Fudge's assurance, Dumbledore told him where Dudley and the others were.

"It's a safe place. Well, maybe safer than Hogwarts. He said with a strange expression.

Dumbledore was going to say that it was second only to Hogwarts in terms of safety, but then he thought that there had been a lot of things going on at Hogwarts lately, troll invasions, Voldemort remnants, Horcruxes (and more), and basilisks and so on

In short, it has nothing to do with absolute security.

(End of chapter)