Albert did not care about the stir Defense Guide had caused in the British wizarding world. In any case, it had nothing to do with him. Fudge surely knew that Sirius Black was Dumbledore's man. No matter how one looked at it, this was a signal Dumbledore had sent to the outside world.
A signal that Dumbledore intended to pull Fudge down from his position as Minister for Magic.
At least, certain conspiracy theorists with a talent for making connections would definitely see it that way.
As for Sirius being misled?
That was complete nonsense.
Sirius Black was an adult with his own judgment. He could not possibly listen to others in everything like some three-year-old child. Only words he agreed with could possibly persuade him.
At most, Albert had offered a tiny, insignificant suggestion when Sirius asked him. Black clearly thought Albert's words made sense as well. Someone had to step forward and tell them the truth—that was Dumbledore's greatness. They were merely helping to make a few insignificant voices heard. Drawing the Ministry of Magic's hatred was unavoidable. Even if they were willing to stop speaking out, Fudge would not miss the chance to attack Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.
"Did you make this?"
After flipping through the latest issue of Defense Guide, Isabelle looked up at Albert with a rather strange expression. Having read the magazine, it was not hard for her to guess what was happening in the wizarding world.
"Sirius Black made it. It's for the Order of the Phoenix to make its voice heard publicly, and Professor Lupin is the editor-in-chief," Albert said decisively, shifting the blame.
What did a magazine published by Sirius Black have to do with Albert?
"What's the Order of the Phoenix?"
Katrina came over with the fat