Just as most people feared, the situation in the British wizarding world had not improved, but had instead begun moving ever further toward turmoil.
At that moment, from the Wizarding Television in the Gryffindor Common Room, host Fleur Delacour's grave, solemn voice rang out. "Today, three more Muggle villages in northern Scotland were attacked by Death Eaters' Fiendfyre... The Ministry of Magic successfully extinguished the Fiendfyre and helped restore things for the Muggles... Mr. Georgi Monte, a member of the International Confederation of Wizards, has issued another warning, demanding that the British Ministry of Magic take effective measures to protect the lives and property of Muggles within its jurisdiction. Otherwise, he will propose that the chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards invoke Clause Seventy-Three of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy to impose disciplinary punishment."
The Death Eaters were growing more and more vicious. Harry's gaze shifted to Hermione, who was bent over a desk in the corner of the common room, writing furiously, and he walked over.
A pile of thick magical books was stacked on Hermione's desk. Hermione looked up at Harry from amid the towering pile, then moved a heap of parchment off a chair to make space for him.
"Hermione, what exactly is Allen planning?" Harry had only just sat down when, unable to keep things to himself, he blurted the question out.
"Don't worry, Harry. Trust Allen. He can handle these things," Hermione said unconcernedly, then went on writing and sketching over the book.
Harry leaned closer for a look. On the open page, it read: In 1750, Clause 73 was added to the Statute of Secrecy, stating: every wizarding governing body shall bear responsibility for hiding, tending to, and controlling all magical creatures, beings, and spirits residing within its jurisdiction. Should such creatures