"Let's talk about the candidates while there's still time!" Kayson was no longer sleepy at the mention of it and immediately said excitedly.
"Wait... What I want to ask is, how are we supposed to know when the Dark Lord and his people will attack Azkaban? Are we supposed to camp out there for an entire holiday?" Lupin asked.
"We can leave that question to Snape... Can you do it?"
Every word Dumbledore said reached Snape's ears without omission, and after processing it in his mind, he came to a conclusion.
He would relay everything discussed in the meeting to Voldemort, then use Voldemort's pride and poor tactical control to lure him into the fire.
Even if Voldemort did not walk into the trap, it would still increase Snape's value in Voldemort's eyes and ensure his survival for longer.
Very quickly, he nodded. "No problem."
"Kayson, Sirius, Lupin, Moody... Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom. You'll be the ones." After speaking, Dumbledore looked at Kingsley.
The latter nodded. "At seven tomorrow morning, Azkaban will have a one-minute-and-forty-second shift change. You can use that time to infiltrate and lie in wait."
"Why do we have to sneak around?" Mr. Longbottom asked.
"Because under the current circumstances, that idiot Fudge may cause us more harm than Voldemort. It's better to keep him in the dark, and the Auror Office isn't Scrimgeour's personal domain either," Kingsley explained.
The Ministry of Magic's political struggles had nothing to do with Kayson. What concerned him now was the shift-change window Kingsley had mentioned. That place could not block his Ender teleportation. Forget one minute and forty seconds—fourteen seconds would be more than enough.
"Any other questions?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, yes, yes! I want to go too!" Tonks shouted.
"Unfortunately, no." Dumbledore shook his head, while Mad-Eye Moody said