The one whose name could not be spoken had returned!
When Albert saw the bad news in the Daily Prophet, he was not surprised in the slightest. If anything, he felt a little relieved.
Voldemort could finally no longer remain hidden.
Things were proceeding exactly as Albert had expected. Although there had been a minor accident along the way, the Death Eaters who should have been thrown into Azkaban had somehow collectively slipped away right under the Aurors' noses.
Honestly, that was not necessarily a bad thing. It was actually a good thing.
Not only had it dealt a blow to Fudge, it had also taught Scrimgeour a lesson. The next time he went after Death Eaters, he would surely understand that dead Death Eaters were the best kind of Death Eaters.
If Death Eaters they had captured at great cost slipped away right under their noses again, the Aurors would probably start considering whether to kill them outright, lest they continue harming others.
Albert set down the newspaper and began eating, planning to continue reading after he had finished so the food on the table would not go cold.
"When are you planning to go back to Hogwarts?" After finishing the milk in her cup, Isabelle took out a handkerchief and wiped the traces of milk from her lips before asking.
"Today." Albert swallowed the last bite of food on his plate and said softly, "I have an appointment with Dumbledore."
"Are you planning to stay until you graduate normally?" Isabelle had actually guessed Albert's choice, but she still asked.
"At least until the N.E.W.T.s are over." Albert nodded. "There are only a few days left anyway. It would be a pity to miss a normal graduation."
"After you graduate, will we start preparing for the wedding?" Isabelle asked