After the jailbreak, his mind was full of Peter Pettigrew, and he also had no time to understand the entangled affairs within the Ministry of Magic.
After being acquitted, Little Sirius was busy with school affairs, so he didn't really understand the matters concerning the Ministry of Magic either.
"Fudge is a person with big ambitions but little talent. He's very afraid Dumbledore would take away his power, so he has always been wary of the Principal," Vivi explained to Little Sirius, "But Fudge is as dumb as a pig. I think there's a saying that fits—he raises the average age of the Ministry of Magic but lowers the average IQ..."
Hearing this quip, Little Sirius couldn't help but laugh out loud.
On thinking carefully, that's indeed how it is.
"But we have to think about how to proceed with the plan smoothly," Pabi said swaying back and forth, "The biggest problem we face now is how to make Fudge step down obediently and not remain as the Minister of Magic."
"The resurrection of Voldemort is already a certainty," Cassandra said, folding her arms, "As long as this news is confirmed, then Fudge will have to step down whether he wants to or not."
"Hey, hey, hey—" Little Sirius suddenly shouted, "You all just decided what's next without asking for my opinion, don't you think it's a bit like appointing me? Like it was decided for me?"
"Of course not, Godfather," Harry said with a smile, "We just thought you were the most suitable for the job and could make some small contributions to the Magic World..."
"Since you put it that way, Harry," Little Sirius cleared his throat, "Then I can only reluctantly accept your suggestion and completely set aside my own interests... But as someone who was once a prisoner in Azkaban, suddenly going to work in the Ministry of Magic, won't that be opposed by others?"
"That depends on the Prophet Daily," Vivi said, crossing her legs high, "Our next goal is to turn the Prophet Daily into our mouthpiece—"
"It sounds easy but is actually very difficult," Dumbledore said, rubbing his temples helplessly, "Even Voldemort at his prime didn't fully subjugate the Prophet Daily..."
"We may not necessarily want to subjugate them; perhaps cooperation is possible," Vivi said with a mysterious smile, "But this matter is not urgent for now, our urgent task is to quickly find Voldemort and preferably let him resurrect in a situation that is watched by everyone—so that Fudge has no way to hide it."
Speaking of this, Vivi's pupils glowed with a faint violet light.
She looked at Dumbledore and said with implication, "Perhaps the Principal has a way, right?"
"Let me think, Miss Grindelwald..." Dumbledore really had a headache now; this senior is really a no-holds-barred kind of person...
Of course, he knew that people from the Grindelwald family have some prophetic talent, like Vivi's prophetic gift, though not very reliable, sometimes works once or twice.
Lately, he had been running around France and Eastern Europe all because of that grand event in the fourth year—
But, this is really too dangerous, if Voldemort gets out of control and does something at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I look forward to your answer, Principal Dumbledore," Vivi said without clarifying what she saw through prophecy, only implying it.
The people nearby were utterly confused, but Harry didn't ask; he knew that if Vivi didn't want to say, she wouldn't no matter what.
But if Vivi didn't want to keep it from him, she'd sneak into his room and tell him at night.
Since the plan was set, efforts must be made to complete it.
In the following days, Little Sirius and Harry ran to the Prophet Daily several times, talking about Regulus and even brought the golden pendant box as evidence.
As a journalist who likes to create major news, Lady Rita Skeeter has a keen sense of smell in this aspect.
She immediately thought of an explosive news headline called—"The Love and Hatred within the Black Family Brothers".
Just think about it, it would definitely be a hit!
Her fanaticism for this news even made Skeeter overlook the equally explosive news—Simply Harry Potter himself.
As the Savior of the Magic World, Harry is news wherever he goes.
But it was evident in her eyes that Black family secrets were the big news now.
Perhaps it could be retitled to—"The Black Family, A Secret History," which would still capture readers' attention.
With fanatical eyes, Skeeter looked at Little Sirius, which was so obvious that even Little Sirius felt quite uncomfortable.
"Lady Skeeter? Lady Skeeter?"
After finishing his story, Little Sirius glanced at the automatic writing quill, then at Lady Skeeter, who was looking at him with those fanatical eyes, and frowned as he called out.
It took several calls before Skeeter snapped back to reality.
"Oh, you finished talking, right?" Skeeter glanced at her notebook, saying with lingering desire, "Okay, I've got it—rest assured, Mr. Black, I'll make sure your brother's name is cleared..."
"That's really great, ma'am." Little Sirius feigned a deeply grateful expression.
The very next day after they returned, Rita Skeeter's major piece—"The Black Family, A Secret History" was published in the Prophet Daily.