"Thank you," he told Ruby when she served him a plate of waffles. He accio'd the untouched copy of this morning's Daily Prophet and opened the paper to read it, and he was flabbergasted to see the morning headlines.
"Fenrir Grayback Arrested & Charged with Murder of Hogwarts' Professor"
When Angus read the headline, he nearly choked on his waffle. He dropped his fork and began to read very quickly. The news said that the school had found their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor dead in a farm field outside the Forbidden Forest, and the marks were telltale werewolf claw marks and were particularly brutal. Ministry officials were notified, and since Greyback was known to have lived in the forest, the aurors searched the woods for Fenrir. When they found Greyback, he was arrested but his pack appeared to have abandoned him, and he was quite alone. Ministry officials believed that the pack abandoned him out of fear because of Greyback's murderous behavior and the committing of the murder.
Angus knew, with every bone in his body that they'd gotten it 110% wrong. He bounced up from the table and ran over to Edward's side, shouting for Edward. Edward met him in the kitchen, still only partly dressed himself. He had hurriedly put his jeans on but had only gotten as far as a white tee shirt and he was still barefoot.
"They've got it all wrong!" Angus said.
"I know," Edward said seriously. "I'm going to go see what I can do to find the pack. The last I knew, they were almost entirely young ones. If they still are, they will be scatterbrained and frightened without him."
"And at risk for being hunted and killed by every witch and wizard that believes they're nothing but savages. I'm going with you," Angus said.
"I know that Jack and Jessie will want to go, but this is one time they shouldn't, unless they realize that it is a massive risk to them. The ministry will still be prowling through the woods, and it is very possible that they would take Jack and Jessie into custody just because they're werewolves and for no other reason," Edward said. "If you're right about civilians hunting the pack, then by noon, that woods will be busier than Victoria Station. And we're coming up on a full moon. That could be an extraordinarily bad combination or both Jessie and Jack.
Sam picked up the newspaper that Angus had dropped and looked at the headlines.
"Didn't we pass this old dude in the forest the other night?" Sam asked Victor, showing him the front page with Fenrir's picture on the front.
"Yeah, that's him," Victor said.
"Apparently he murdered some...no, wait. They think he killed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Idjits," Sam scowled. "It was that witch, not this old duffer."
"So that's what Dad's on about," Victor said.
"If he's right about all kinds of people going to the forest today, then he could well be right about the werewolves. They could be in incredible danger," Sam said.
"What are we gonna do?" Victor asked him.
"What can we do?" Sam sighed. "We're still underage. We just started our apparating class. We're not going to get too far by ourselves."
"This was entirely about us, though!" Victor was frustrated. "If Suzanne hadn't stuck her nose in where it didn't belong, none of this would be happening. It's our fault that old dude is being blamed for something that he didn't do. Well, something that Dad doesn't think he did anyway." Victor got up and went over to talk to Edward and Angus, and Sam hurried after him.
"This is all our fault," Sam interrupted Edward and Angus. "If Suzanne hadn't gone all stupid...." Angus looked at them and then he laid his one hand on each boys' shoulder and looked at them square in the eyes.
"No, now, steady, Guys. This was not your fault, not for a fraction of a second. Suzanne's stupidity and her own greed did all this," Angus said.
"She's so jealous," Victor said. Then he looked straight at Angus. "But, you should know. If all of this disappeared tomorrow and we were given back to her? I wouldn't go. I have a real family now. She can't have us, and you're just stuck with us." Angus laughed out loud.
"Well, I guess you're stuck with Ruby and me too."
"She's always been stuck with us, but you? You're just gonna have to suck it up," Sam said.
"I'll do my best to suffer through it," Angus teased.
"The point about this Fenrir Greybeard or whatever his name is,..." Sam said. Edward laughed out loud, amused. "We want to help somehow," Sam finished.
"Well," Edward frowned, "if we consider that the witch was supposedly impersonating your professor, maybe there's a way to prove that, and that might help."
"How?"
"Think," Angus told them. "Stay here and think back across the last few weeks, from the time your professor changed your class to a lecture format. Think. Think hard. Make a note about anything that we might be able to prove. Who knows? You two might have the key to free Fenrir Greyback--not Greybeard--by some little thing that seems trivial to you. Write it down. We'll go over it when I get back." They nodded. "And stay here with Ruby and Caprice. Look after them while Edward and I are gone. If you want to be fighters, you might as well start right here at home. Stay here, and keep them safe."