Late at night, Harry sat at the desk in his bedroom, idly flipping through the stack of latest newspapers tossed onto it. He had been sitting there for nearly four hours, until the street outside gradually darkened, because Dumbledore's owl had mentioned that he would come to Privet Drive No. 4 at eleven to take him to Grimmauld Place No. 12, where he could spend the rest of the holiday with Sirius. It was undoubtedly good news. The only problem was that the second hand moved too slowly, so he had to distract himself by reading the newspapers to keep the wait from becoming unbearable.
The front-page headline of the first newspaper read: Scrimgeour Replaces Fudge
Most of the front page was occupied by a large black-and-white photograph of a man waving at Harry as he read the paper.
The second page lavishly praised Scrimgeour's heroic deeds in leading the Aurors against Dark wizards, along with the policies he had introduced after becoming Minister of Magic.
However, Harry cared more about the earlier battle. It was said that eight Death Eaters had been killed on the spot by Aurors during the wedding ambush, while three had been arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban.
More incredibly, the Aurors had also captured or killed over a hundred Dark wizards, creating an unprecedented legend.
The news had already spread throughout the entire British magical world.
Yet Harry saw something unusual behind it all.
The wedding mentioned in the newspaper was clearly Albert's wedding.
Then the truth of the matter had to be different from what the paper claimed, and it was no surprise that it had turned into such a great victory.
Having experienced something similar himself, Harry knew the pattern all too well.
Albert was not someone to be trifled