A Way to Escape the Ministry of Magic's Oversight
The Ministry of Magic's confiscation operations today were unlikely to be as polite as the Wayne family's.
Don't say Scrimgeour isn't stupid; almost every Auror knows which family they can't afford to offend.
As for those ordinary wizards...
There was no violent enforcement, but the manners were far from polite.
With the exception of a few families who had watched the "Truth" program and showed some resistance, the operation was generally considered to have ended smoothly.
The Daily Prophet was shut down in time, but the Ministry of Magic failed to capture Rita and Chief Editor Gufei.
According to newspaper staff, the two left after printing the first edition of the newspaper without leaving a single word.
Let them run away. The most important thing now is to quell the discordant voices from the outside world.
Knockturn Alley,
Two figures dressed in black cloaks appeared at Wayne's Alchemy Shop.
"I never expected that your business partner would be him."
"I told you, I have a way to reissue the newspaper."
As soon as Rita and Chief Editor Gufei entered the store, Cheshire went to greet them.
"The boss has already given the instructions. Please come in, both of you."
The former Half-Girl Pub had a large underground space used to imprison Muggle, and the Alchemy Factory now occupies less than 30% of that space.
Rita had been here before, and she knew exactly how sinful this place was.
But under Vincent's management, it became a landmark building in Knockturn Alley.
How ironic!
A young wizard accomplished what the Ministry of Magic couldn't, and even planned to make Fudge suffer the consequences.
As Chief Editor Gufei gazed at the rows of alchemy production lines, he was repeatedly shocked.
As the newspaper's editor-in-chief, he had a certain understanding of the Muggle world.
But this only applies to when I first entered the industry thirty years ago. Although Muggle factories were very efficient back then, they required a considerable number of workers.
The Alchemy Factory in front of us is a completely unmanned, automated production line.
If the Alchemy Association found out, they wouldn't care about Nicolas Flamel's apprentice status anymore.
"Please rest assured, both of you." Cheshire could see the unease in Chief Editor Gufei's eyes. "I can guarantee that this place is absolutely safe. No wizard will be able to break in."
After her calm words, the two of them felt as if something was watching them from the sidelines.
It's hard to describe the feeling; it's neither friendly nor hostile.
Such an important place Alchemy Factory must have countless, insidious anti-intrusion measures.
Perhaps those unseen eyes are hidden wizards or Fantastic Beasts.
Cheshire didn't explain anything, and led the two to a small, unoperated alchemy production line.
Chief Editor Gufei's eyes lit up. "This is for printing newspapers?"
"Yes, all of these were personally modified by our boss yesterday."
Rita was not surprised.
If her partner couldn't even do this much, she wouldn't dare risk being wanted by the Ministry of Magic to start a new column.
Cheshire walked toward a large door in the wall. "Please follow me, both of you. It's a resting place inside."
Behind the door is an elegantly decorated hall, and beyond that, through a corridor, there are several rooms and a kitchen.
It's not luxurious, but it's clean and simple.
Rita and Chief Editor Gufei were both quite satisfied with the environment.
When you don't know when you'll be wanted by the police, the more comfortable your living environment is, the better.
"Miss Skeeter," Cheshire took an envelope from her pocket, "This is what the boss asked me to give you."
Rita opened the envelope; it contained Undetectable Extension Charm.
Besides several stacks of photos, there were also two money bags, one large and one small, filled with Gold Galleons.
She handed the large money bag to Chief Editor Gufei, and then began to look at the photos one by one.
Although there was no date, she knew it was taken yesterday.
The most familiar Roly-Poly and Clownish Monkey have recovered from their injuries and are now behaving in even more extreme ways.
One man, acting erratically, grabbed a student and searched him on the spot; another man was arguing loudly with his colleagues in front of several female students.
These two can be used as typical cases; Rita has already come up with a complete article in her mind.
Chief Editor Gufei came closer, his expression growing increasingly excited.
With the evidence in hand, the printing problem of the newspaper was solved, and the Daily Prophet, which was not subject to the supervision of the Ministry of Magic, could be published at any time.
"You two," Cheshire smiled mysteriously, "Our boss said that publishing the newspaper like this would only prompt the Ministry of Magic to issue an arrest warrant immediately."
Rita and Chief Editor Gufei understood immediately.
With a little patience, the Ministry of Magic will soon begin to relax its guard.
Hogwarts Castle,
After a long day of studying, Vincent dragged his tired body back to his dormitory and collapsed onto his bed.
I'm really exhausted these past few days.
During the day, I have to attend classes, and at night I have to change into a bat costume and hang people all over the city. After that, I have to create a batch of Magical Automaton to place in the Alchemy Factory, and I also have to find time to modify the newspaper printing production line.
After being so busy for so long, I can finally get some rest.
However, just as he lay down to take a nap, he received an encrypted letter from his parents.
With a wave of the magic wand, the words were rearranged, and this ordinary greeting letter was completely transformed.
"The seizure of contraband... is faster than I expected..."
Fortunately, all preparations had been made in advance; otherwise, if Rita and Chief Editor Gufei had been caught, they would have had to find another newspaper to report to.
The Daily Prophet was, after all, a household name in the British Wizarding World, possessing subscription information for almost every household, and its reach was unmatched by any other publication in a short period of time.
After reproducing the words on the letter, Vincent, lying in bed, fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up in the early hours of the morning; tomorrow is Saturday, a day when I don't have to go to school.
Once you get used to being busy, you can never seem to find time to relax during your free time.
Vincent took the briefcase from under the bed, opened the window, touched the bracelet, and turned it into gloves for his bat suit.
Cast the Disillusionment Charm and jump down, then use one hand to stick to the outer wall of the castle just before landing.
No unusual activity was detected at the dozen or so sentry posts surrounding the castle, even though the personnel on night watch inside were keeping a close watch.
They avoided their sight the entire way and arrived safely in the Forbidden Forest.
Staying in the Scottish Highlands meant he couldn't use his own wand, and doing anything with magic was always very difficult.
Vincent arrived at a previously planned safe location.
After taking out the kitchen utensils and ingredients, it was already past 3 a. m. when we finally filled our stomachs.
He opened the briefcase and took out Nicolas Flamel's manuscript.
I've completely mastered the art of Magical Automaton making; it's time to try something a bit more challenging.
After flipping through a few pages, Vincent's eyes were drawn to a picture of a Serpent Staff.
The necessary materials had already been prepared, and given his actual magical level of 16 years old, the difficulty of successfully creating it should not be too great.
"I've chosen you!"