The Start-of-Term Feast

"Sirius Black is your godfather?"

They were all utterly shocked.

Eli shrugged. "That's right. He always has been."

They looked at one another, none of them knowing what to say.

They couldn't exactly congratulate him on his godfather's successful prison break.

"I heard Dad say he's a... very brutal murderer..."

Arthur Weasley worked at the Ministry of Magic, so naturally he had access to more information.

Though he did not know the truth about what had happened back then either, he was very well informed about certain matters within the Ministry of Magic.

Because Sirius Black had escaped, the Ministry of Magic had even sent Aurors to patrol near Eli's home, hoping to prevent Sirius Black from finding Harry and Eli.

It was not as if they were truly that concerned about Harry's safety. They simply could not undo Sirius Black's escape, so they could only do their best to stop something worse from happening. Otherwise, Fudge could resign and take the blame.

Ever since Azkaban had been established as a Wizard prison, almost no prisoners had ever escaped.

Yet such a thing had happened during Fudge's term, and worse still, he had no way of capturing Sirius Black anytime soon.

That put Fudge under enormous pressure.

He had already thoroughly offended Dumbledore, and had failed to deliver on his promises to the Pure-blood families. If he made one wrong move now, someone else could immediately take his seat as Minister for Magic.

The thought of being forced out of office terrified Fudge.

He had struggled through countless hardships to climb into this position. He was not afraid of being cursed at; as long as he could remain Minister, he would do anything.

"Actually, what happened back then is hard to say for sure. I heard Dad mention that the