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Chapter 915: The Hobgoblins

Evan continued to look at the magazine, and after the Cornelius ‘Goblin-Crusher’ Fudge article was a report about the vampire Caresius.

He is now the most wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic, but some wizards don’t think so, and don’t even recognize the existence of Caresius.

They don’t think there is such a person. Everything was a conspiracy by the Ministry of Magic and Fudge to put the blame for the attack in the Quidditch World Cup final onto the vampire, and the real murderer was the notorious Death Eater Peter Pettigrew.

Evan stared at the name for three seconds before making sure that he had read it correctly.

They link this incident to the attack on Harry by Dementors some time ago, thinking that Azkaban is now out of control, and many Death Eaters and Dark wizards in custody have escaped from prison, but the Ministry of Magic refuses to admit all this.

Doris Purkiss, of 18 Acanthia way, Little Norton, affirms that she has recently seen Peter having dinner with Stubby Boardman, lead singer of the popular singing group The Hobgoblins, who retired from public life after being struck in the ear by a turnip at a concert in Little Norton Church Hall nearly fifteen years ago.

As for why Peter had dinner with Stubby, it was because he was a loyal supporter of the Hobgoblins.

This singing group was very famous as early as twenty years ago, when many Hogwarts students supported them.

In the magazine, Mr. Lovegood also provided a list of the audience who’d watched the Hobgoblins’ concert. Evan took a look and found that he had listed all those he and Harry had accused of being Death Eaters some time ago.

Well, it was the first time he knew that the Death Eaters were all supporters of a singing band.

This was not over yet. In a later article, he read an accusation that the Tutshill Tornados were winning the Quidditch League by a combination of blackmail, illegal broom-tampering, and torture. The whole process was described in great detail, as though it had really happened.

Simply from the article itself, these Quidditch players seemed to be more cruel and evil than the Death Eaters.

Mr. Lovegood probably noticed that. He thought there were Dark wizards or Death Eaters helping the Tutshill Tornados in training.

In addition, a wizard claimed to have flown to the moon on a Cleansweep Six and brought back a bag of moon frogs to prove it. He was going to donate these frogs to let everyone know about the difference between the moon frogs and the earth frogs.

The last article was on ancient runes, which Mr. Lovegood thought recorded some extinct ancient creatures.

Evan could be sure that he didn’t recognize a single word of these runes.

It had been a long time since he last read, but the content was still so interesting…

On the other side, Hermione was telling Harry, Neville, and Ginny what had happened just now in the prefects’ carriage.

Ron ate a Chocolate Frog and fell heavily on the back of his chair with his eyes closed, as though he had had a very exhausting morning.

“Manfred Gleeson, the seventh-year prefect of Slytherin, the tall and strong one, was dissatisfied with the fact that Evan became the Head Boy, and he proposed a duel to Evan,” said Hermione, making gestures with her hands. “Evan defeated him with only one move. It was the Bat-Bogey Hex. There were a lot of fluffy bats on his face.”

“You should have seen it. The little bats stuck out their tongues and kept licking and licking.” Ron added, his eyes still closed, “Gleeson’s face was full of wet saliva. It was very irritating to watch. …”

Because it contained anesthetic ingredients, it made people feel very comfortable when licked by the bats’ tongues.

“Evan, did you really use the Bat-Bogey Hex?” said Ginny excitedly. This was her improved spell.

“Yeah, that spell is amazingly powerful and can play a controlling role,” said Evan. “I may not use it as well as you do.”

“By the way, are you going to deprive Gleeson of his status as prefect?” Hermione asked, “Isn’t it too reckless to do that?”

“I’ll wait and see. I’ll give him some time to see what he does…” said Evan, starting to eat his pie.

The Slytherin students were basically the same, and replacing one person wouldn’t make a substantial difference.

As long as Gleeson could do his job well, Evan didn’t have to be so decisive.

With Slytherin’s style, as long as he showed absolute strength and appropriate benefits, those people would automatically adhere.

Power and strength were what they valued most, but blood and dignity were secondary.

“If you ask me, after seeing that Bat-Bogey Hex, no one will oppose you,” said Ron, opening his eyes. “Look at Malfoy’s expression at the time. He must have been scared. I’ve never been so happy!”

“Oh, so Malfoy has become a prefect?” Harry asked, this was the last thing he wanted to happen.

“Yeah, and Pansy Parkinson,” said Hermione. “That complete cow is thicker than a concussed troll.”

She introduced the new fifth-year prefects, and Ron checked his watch.

“We’re supposed to patrol the corridors. And we can give out punishments if people are misbehaving. I can’t wait to get Crabbe and Goyle for something.”

“You’re not supposed to abuse your position, Ron!” said Hermione sharply.

“Yeah, right, because Malfoy won’t abuse it at all,” said Ron sarcastically. “Thank God, because of Evan, he dare not come over to provoke us now, but he’ll definitely bully others.”

“So you’re going to descend to his level?”

“No, I’m just going to make sure I get his mates before he gets other people. I thought about it, I’ll make Goyle do lines, it’ll kill him, he hates writing,” said Ron happily.

He lowered his voice to Goyle’s low grunt and, screwing up his face in a look of pained concentration, mimed writing in midair, making everyone laugh with joy, Luna laughed especially hard.

Just then, the compartment door opened. It was Colin and his younger brother Dennis.

Colin was a good friend of Evan. He hadn’t seen Evan for a long time, but he’d kept on writing to him.

During the summer, Evan also thought about inviting them to 12 Grimmauld Place, but Mrs. Weasley and the others did not approve of this.

As the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, the less people knew about it, the better.

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