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⋇⊶⊰𝑳𝒚𝒍𝒂 𝑳𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏⊱⊷⋇
Theo and I headed to the Great Hall for breakfast. Hush whispers were happening, and I had no idea why. We walked into the hall and looked over to the Gryffindor table I spotted. Demi, Enzo, Harry, Hermione, and Ron huddled around the Daily Prophert. Me and Theo headed over.
"Oi Gryfindorks, what's going on?" Theo shouted.
Harry sighed and moved away so I could look down at the paper. There were ten black and white photos that filled up the page. Under each picture was a caption of their name and crime of why they had been sent to Azkaban.
"What on earth? I gasped. "Antonin Dolohov convicted for the brutal murders of Gideon and Fabian Prewett. Weren't they your uncles, Ron?" I asked.
"Yup." Ron muttered.
I looked at another photo Algernon Rockwood convicted of leaking the ministry of magic secerts to who must not be named.
I carried on looking and a crazy witch stood out definitely a Black gene for sure Bellatrix Lestrange convicted of the tourte and permanent incapacitation of Frank and Alice Longbottom.
I looked over at Neville, who looked sick to the stomach. Then I looked at Enzo, who was very pale as well as he clutched Demi's hand.
"Shit. Lyla, there is more." Theo stated.
Looking down at the heading, I couldn't help but gasp.
"No!" I shouted. "Sirus wouldn't do that!" I gasped. Yes, I was angry with Sirus, but I knew he wouldn't help any of them deatheaters to escape. He fought so long to stay out that life.
