After learning of Violette's deeds, the young witches and wizards were completely convinced.
How could they not be? Voldemort, who had once thrown the entire British wizarding world into chaos, had only killed a little over a hundred people in his entire life, while Violette could wipe out more than a hundred dark wizards in a single day. The two were simply not on the same level.
With Violette here, everyone had even more confidence in Harry's plan.
Whether it was Violette, Headmaster Dumbledore, or Harry himself, they were all extremely powerful wizards.
In fact, if the three of them joined forces, they would be enough to set off a wave of reform that swept through every wizarding community in the world.
And Harry's first step was merely to reform the British wizarding world. Wasn't that basically guaranteed?
At that moment, Ron suddenly asked, "So what's the name of our organization? We can't call it the Order of the Phoenix, right?"
Harry thought for a moment. "How about Dumbledore's Army?"
Hermione was the first to object. "That's not great. The Order of the Phoenix was already created by Dumbledore. Maybe we should create another magical organization."
Harry thought of Kamar-Taj from the multiverse world, so he asked, "How about Kamar-Taj?"
The other young witches and wizards had never heard of Kamar-Taj, so they asked, "What does Kamar-Taj mean? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Harry smiled and explained, "It's the name of an ancient magical organization. Its responsibility is to protect the entire world."
Hermione noticed that Harry's attitude toward the name Kamar-Taj was unusual, so she agreed. "I think Kamar-Taj fits!"
Seeing that both of his best friends had agreed, Ron quickly nodded as well. "Agreed!"
Seeing this, the other young witches and wizards all nodded one after another. And just like that, the wizarding world's Kamar-Taj, led by Harry and centered around his Lenders, was established.
For the next period of time, Harry spent all his free time teaching those dozen or so young witches and wizards.
Under his personal instruction, those young witches and wizards all used the spellcasting system in their own styles to create their own exclusive spells.
Most of the spells they created were variations of Multi-Stonefall, which could summon three tracking stones at once to smash violently into a target. After hitting the target, those tracking stones would also explode.
Just a single spell was enough to multiply the strength of those young witches and wizards several times over.
In addition, during this period, Violette also improved the difficult and profound ancient magic, creating several modern spells suitable for young witches and wizards to use.
These spells included Fireball, Minor Disintegration, and so on.
Harry now had no doubt that as long as he could supply these young witches and wizards with the magic they needed, their strength would absolutely surpass that of ordinary Aurors.
Of course, Harry's magic was practically endless, so he could easily supply these young witches and wizards with what they needed.
These young witches and wizards would become an indispensable part of Harry's plan.
Time passed in the blink of an eye. That year, Harry did not stay at Hogwarts for Christmas. Instead, he returned home.
Inside the castle Harry had placed in one of the bedrooms of the Dursley family's house, Harry, the Weasley family, the Dursley family, the Granger family, Sirius, Lupin, and the others, along with Violette, gathered together to celebrate Christmas.
The long dining table had been magically extended so that it could seat everyone.
In midair, flames floated above silver candlesticks, casting a warm glow over everyone's faces.
The Christmas tree Harry had carefully chosen was also floating there, covered in colorful lights.
Aunt Marge was attending a wizarding dinner for the first time, so she was a little restrained. The food from the wizarding world in particular made her somewhat nervous.
When she ate a biscuit that could explode in her mouth, she almost cried out in fright, but when the biscuit burst into a string of colorful sparks on her tongue, she found it interesting and ate a few more.
Dudley and Vernon reacted the same way. Their reactions were so funny that Ron and George kept slapping the table with laughter.
Mrs. Weasley was busy adding mashed potatoes to Hermione's plate. Knitting needles were still tucked into her apron, and the bells at the ends jingled as she moved.
"Eat more, dear," she said, piling Hermione's plate into a little mountain. "Look how thin you've gotten this term. Has Harry been bullying you?"
Hermione's face reddened. She secretly glanced at Harry beside her, but he was using the Lending System to communicate with his Lenders. Even on Christmas, Harry still needed to command his Lenders to carry out the plan.
At present, because of the ban old Malfoy had issued, Prohibiting Muggle Technological Creations from Entering the Wizarding World, many wizards who liked Muggles could no longer sit still. They had jumped out one after another and become part of Harry's forces.
The members of the pure-blood families who supported this ban had also jumped out one after another. However, they had no idea that old Malfoy, who had introduced the ban, was also one of Harry's people.
Because of that, their information was leaked by old Malfoy, and Harry sent the dozen or so young witches and wizards who had joined Kamar-Taj to work in teams and kidnap them.
By now, many members of pure-blood families had already been locked by Harry inside a trunk world expanded with the Undetectable Extension Charm.
Harry did not harm them. Instead, he provided them with good food and drink.
Once he and Dumbledore successfully reformed the wizarding world, he would let them out.
At first, those pure-blood family members had been furious. They had never imagined Harry would be so shameless, privately kidnapping them and using such dirty methods to win a political victory.
But every time they cursed Harry, Harry would have the attendants under him beat them up. Gradually, they accepted their fate and settled down in the trunk world Harry had arranged for them.
What Harry had not expected was that because the trunk world contained many technological creations from the Muggle world, these pure-blood family members, who had initially disdained using Muggle technology, quickly grew fond of those technological creations after using them for a while. After that, they no longer opposed Muggle creations entering the wizarding world.
"Harry, Harry!" At that moment, Harry heard someone calling him. He turned his head and saw Hermione's parents, Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger.
Harry nodded to them and smiled gently. "What is it, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger?"
Mrs. Granger glanced at Hermione beside him, then took Harry's hand and asked with a smile, "Harry, you and Hermione have been together for quite some time now. You're both close to adulthood as well, so why don't we take this chance to set a wedding date for the two of you?"
"Ah, marriage?" That was not Harry's voice, but Hermione's cry of surprise. Hermione never could have imagined that her parents would use this moment to have her and Harry set a wedding date.
They were not even adults yet!
What Hermione found even more unexpected was that Harry actually nodded and smiled. "All right, then. Mrs. Granger, Mr. Granger, do you have any recommended dates?"
The silver fork in Hermione's hand fell onto her plate with a clatter, the tines bouncing off a roasted potato.
She suddenly stood up, the legs of her chair scraping sharply across the floor. Even the tips of her ears were flushed.
"Mum! Dad! What are you talking about? We're still sixth-year students at Hogwarts!"
She turned and glared at Harry. Her brown curls swept across her shoulders with the motion, and her usually bright eyes now looked like hazelnuts wet with dew.
"And you! How can you just casually nod? We haven't even registered as adult wizards yet. Are we supposed to walk into the hall wearing school uniforms?"
It was obvious that Hermione was not unwilling. She simply felt it was too early.
They were not adults yet, and they had not even graduated, yet they already had to think about getting married. That made Hermione, who still considered herself a young girl, feel extremely unprepared.
Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger wanted to persuade Hermione, but Hermione firmly refused.
Seeing this, the Grangers did not force the matter. They were simply too worried.
After all, Harry was too outstanding. They did not even think there was anyone in the world more outstanding than Harry. A son-in-law this excellent should be secured as early as possible, so he would not be stolen away by someone else in the future.
Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger sighed inwardly. They could only hope Hermione would not regret it in the future.
After the Christmas holiday ended, Harry and the others returned to Hogwarts to continue classes.
Harry had recently become busy. He had many things to handle.
First was the research into new magic that had never once stopped. Second was taking care of Violette and waiting for the magic inside her body to completely calm down.
There were also daily classes, as well as commanding the Lenders to kidnap political enemies.
If one person had to do all these things alone, they would be stretched impossibly thin. Of course, this did not count as much for Harry.
He directly used Shadow Clone magic to create a clone, letting the clone handle the vast majority of his affairs. As a result, his main body immediately became much more relaxed.
That day, while they were eating, Hedwig flew over. Harry removed the letter tied to her leg, and his face lit up with joy. Hagrid was back!
Harry told Hermione and Ron about it. Both of them were very happy. Hagrid was their friend, and now that Hagrid had ended his recovery, it seemed he had already walked out of the shadow of his heartbreak.
The three of them decided that after Defense Against the Dark Arts ended that afternoon, they would go visit Hagrid.
Defense Against the Dark Arts soon ended, and the three of them strolled toward Hagrid's hut.
The pine scent drifting from the hut's chimney mixed with the sweet smell of roasted pumpkin. Hagrid was squatting in front of the door, chopping firewood. The enormous ax looked as light as a wand in his hands, and chips of wood scattered over the moss-covered stone steps.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around. An honest smile appeared through his beard, and he wiped his fingers, which were as thick as tree stumps, against his rough apron.
"Just in time. I just baked some rock cakes. The heat might've been a bit high, though."
Harry waved his wand and helped him stack the chopped wood in the corner. Ron had already unceremoniously grabbed a cake from the table and was chewing it with a grimace.
"Hagrid, you look much better."
Before he could finish speaking, he choked on the crumbs. Harry quickly handed him pumpkin juice. Hagrid looked at them and laughed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes still dusted with a little soot.
"Yes, I've moved on. If it wasn't right, then it wasn't right. There was a huge difference between us." Hagrid still sounded somewhat down, but compared to when he had first broken up, he was much better.
Hermione comforted him. "Don't take it to heart, Hagrid. You deserve someone better."
At that moment, Hagrid patted his head and said to Harry, "Right, Harry. The task you gave me failed. I went to the giants three times, wore through two pairs of boots, but they… sigh."
The fire crackled, stretching his shadow long across the room.
"Those big fellows have brains like granite," Hagrid said, his voice sinking with frustration. "No matter what I said, they refused to get involved in a fight between wizards. Said it was little people's trouble.
He looked up at Harry, apology in his eyes. "I didn't complete the task. I'm sorry to you, and I'm sorry to Dumbledore."
Harry added a log to the fire. The flames leapt up and licked at the wood. "This isn't your fault, Hagrid. If they don't want to, we can't force them. Besides, our strength is already enough. As long as they don't join the pure-bloods or Voldemort, that's fine."
An owl opened the window and flew in, placing a newspaper in front of Hagrid.
Hagrid picked it up and pointed at the newspaper. "Today's paper. Let's see what's been happening lately!"
Hermione and Ron leaned over to look, but Harry remained unmoved.
He had already known what would be in today's newspaper. The biggest event on it was something he had secretly planned.
Mass Breakout at Azkaban, More Than Ten Serious Offenders Escape!
Last night, a shocking piece of news spread throughout the entire magical world.
A large-scale breakout occurred at Azkaban Prison. As many as ten serious criminals successfully escaped from the magical prison known as "inescapable."
The Ministry of Magic held an emergency press conference early this morning, disclosing this grave situation to the public.
Minister for Magic Lucius Malfoy, speaking from his office, said to this reporter with a solemn expression, "Earlier last night, we confirmed this deeply distressing breakout…"
Minister Malfoy's voice revealed unprecedented anxiety. He deeply understood the impact this incident would have on the stability of the magical world.
It is reported that the ten escaped criminals are all extremely dangerous individuals, including several notorious Death Eaters.
Bellatrix Lestrange, Antonin Dolohov, and Augustus Rookwood are all prominently listed among the escapees.
This is the most serious breakout in Azkaban's history. The Ministry of Magic has urgently mobilized a large number of Aurors and formed pursuit teams to search for the fugitives with full force.
However, this breakout has triggered intense public doubt regarding the Ministry of Magic's security measures.
For many years, Azkaban has been regarded as the safest prison in the magical world, yet now it appears riddled with flaws.
A wizard on the street was heard saying, "Is Azkaban's security system just for show? What exactly is the Ministry of Magic doing?"
Some voices have even speculated whether this breakout involved collusion from personnel within the Ministry of Magic.
As the investigation deepens, this newspaper will continue tracking and reporting the latest developments in the Azkaban breakout. Please stay tuned.
Reported by this correspondent, Rita Skeeter.
After reading the general contents of the report, Hagrid clenched the newspaper in his huge hands, his knuckles pressing deep creases into the thick pages.
"Bellatrix and Dolohov! They were the ones who tortured the Prewett brothers to death back then!
"Now that these beasts are out, who knows how many more people they'll hurt!"
Hermione immediately became nervous and said worriedly, "This might be Voldemort's doing. The ones who escaped were all his former followers!"
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