Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 309 The First Meeting of the Order of the Phoenix

"Black?" Hera stared blankly at the figure in the wheelchair. Sirius Black has completely lost his previous crazy appearance. He has been taken care of very well, but the puddle of saliva left at the corner of his mouth proves that his current condition is not very good.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore should have told you, right?" said the violet-haired witch. She went back to the back of the wheelchair and tried to lift Black up the steps, but it was obviously unrealistic because her strength was too weak.

"I think you are a wizard first, miss." Hera rubbed her head, only feeling that Dumbledore's 'partner' seemed a little out of tune.

The witch patted her head, and took out her wand with regret, "I think you're right, Wingardim Leviosa!"

Blake floated into the old house, the witch looked very novel, and looked at the room from time to time, "I didn't expect this place to be so good. I thought it was completely deserted for a long time without people living here. I didn't expect you to take care of it well!"

"By the way, who are you?" Hera followed behind the witch. He had no impression of this guy at all. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't remember seeing her in Hogwarts.

The witch with the violet hair color shook her head, and sat on the sofa quite skillfully with her legs up. "I've always been troubled by this. Many people remember people based on their hair color, but I like to try different hairstyles. Well, I'm Nymphadora Tonks. Of course, I prefer you to call me Tonks. I'm currently an intern Auror at the Ministry of Magic. Nice to see you again, Senior Hera."

"Nice to meet you." Hella stretched out her hand to hold Tonks, and quickly let go.He heard the name, and then quickly remembered that person from the depths of his memory. "I think of you, the youngest daughter of the Black family."

Tonks shrugged, "Actually, not everyone is willing to bear Blake's surname, so I prefer to be called Tonks."

"Hmm, I'm pretty much the same. Don't you think I like the surname Lestrange?" Hera said indifferently. He sat on the sofa familiarly and snapped his fingers, "Cowper, prepare some refreshments for us."

"Aha, it's so handy to have a house-elf." Tonks looked interested, and she looked Cowper up and down, which made him uncomfortable, so he disappeared quickly.

"Dumbledore just lent it to me." Hera quietly changed the subject, "Do you know who else will come?" He tried his best not to focus his attention on Sirius Black, after all, he was the one he had betrayed before, and it would be awkward to meet again, although he didn't think he did anything wrong.

"I don't know much about this." Tonks glanced at Sirius Black with distaste. "Actually, it's also my first time attending an assembly. For a long time before, Dumbledore only asked me to take care of him."

"If I remember correctly, he seems to be in the Ministry of Magic?" Hera still couldn't suppress her curiosity. After all, it was a bit weird for a person who she thought to be dead to reappear before her eyes.

Even the situation with Sirius looks weirder.

"He was teased by a dementor. You know, it was definitely not a good experience. Later, he was thrown into Azkaban by the minister. In his words, that was the best destination for a person like him. However, Dumbledore believed that Sirius was innocent, so he wasted a lot of energy." Tonks looked helpless. She thought that Dumbledore would give her a more important task. It was released, but this matter is not allowed to be announced. It is a small privilege."

"Well, I really can't think of any use for him to stay here, probably because one of us has to take care of him." Hera felt relieved, and it seemed that the things he had done hadn't been revealed, which was good news.

"I think that unlucky guy is probably me." Tonks scratched his hair, and the hair that was originally rusty immediately became a mess.

Hera didn't respond. He estimated that there were at least a few more people coming, and he had to deal with it seriously. Although Tonks seemed to be an optimistic and cheerful girl, the next people might not be sure.

In fact, in the next few waves of people, many of them were people Hera knew.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, a dark-skinned wizard whom Hera had met in Azkaban, was the one who received Hera and Fudge.

Effia Dogo, a wheezing wizard, seemed better off staying at Saint-Germont than risking his life in some sort of war against Voldemort.

Dedalus Diggle, in the Leaky Cauldron in the summer of 1991, Hera had a lot of drinks with him-the guy Quirrell was too wordy at the time.

Emmeline Vance, a dignified and elegant witch in a dark green shawl.

Mundungus Fletcher, a squat, unshaven wizard with two short, bow-legged wizards.Like Hera, he was also banned from entering by Aberforth Dumbledore, the owner of the Hog's Head Bar.His body was filled with a strong stench of alcohol and tobacco.This made everyone pinch their noses subconsciously when they saw him.

Sturgis Podmore, a square-jawed wizard with a thick head of straw-colored hair.

Hastia Jones, a witch with dark hair and pink cheeks, doesn't look very reliable.

Of course, Severus Snape was also indispensable. The moment he entered the room, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees in an instant. Hera could easily see that Tonks flicked aside, as if she was still afraid of Snape.

In fact, what little wizard at Hogwarts isn't afraid of Snape?
Fortunately, as soon as he entered the room, he found a corner to sit down on his own, which made Tonks heave a sigh of relief.

Finally there's Hera's old acquaintance Remus Lupine and Mad-Eye Moody.

"Aha, I should have thought of it a long time ago, how could you not be a member of Dumbledore's small group?" Hera hugged Lupine excitedly.There is nothing more enjoyable than reuniting old friends.

Lupine also looked very excited, but his condition was not good. He was very young, but he looked very tired and haggard.He had more white hair than when Hera broke up with him last time, and the robe on his body was more patched than before, making it more worn out.However, a broad smile spread across his face as he looked at Hera.

"After leaving Hogwarts, your life has been very unsatisfactory." Hera let go of her hand with emotion, and he could almost feel Lupine's bony ribs through the thin robe, which was so painful.

Lupine smiled wryly and didn't say anything. Behind him was Mad-Eye Moody. He looked even more nervous, but at least he was much better than seeing him in the box. At least he had the strength to walk on his artificial leg without being startled.

"Nice to see you again, Hera. Thank you for everything you have done for the Order of the Phoenix." Moody's magic eyes rolled around, but it was obvious that he was happy the moment he saw Hera.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Hera asked puzzled, "I-sorry, the name you said was Order of the Phoenix-what did I do?"

"Ha, Dumbledore may not have explained it clearly to you, but we all know it well. Of course, it is thanks to you for donating the old house as our secret base." Moody patted Hera on the shoulder with satisfaction, and then looked at the room quite smartly. "This is really a nice house. I heard that the Ministry of Magic has been eyeing it for a long time, but Sirius has not let go. I really don't know how you persuaded him. Pity him now."

"Damn it." Only then did Hera realize that Dumbledore had requisitioned his mansion, and it looked like it had been requisitioned for a long time. He thought it was just a gathering. Damn it, should he tell Voldemort?
As long as Hera thought about it, Voldemort could arrive here almost instantly, and then annihilate the Order of the Phoenix in one fell swoop—well, with Dumbledore around, this is almost impossible.

At sunset, Dumbledore finally arrived, looking very tired, as if most of his energy had been spent on arranging Hogwarts.

"I regret to inform you that we have met again. Today, 15 years later, Voldemort has returned." Dumbledore sat on the main seat, and they all came to the dining room. There was a long dining table, which seemed to be used by the Black family for family dinners.

"Sir, why didn't I see Arthur and Molly? Aren't they also members of the Order of the Phoenix?" A wizard raised his hand. In fact, not only him, but also many people noticed.After all, the bright red hair of the Weasley family is so eye-catching, it would be disappointing not to see it.

"They should be waiting for their children at King's Cross Station now. They will come back later, maybe at the end of July. In fact, I think it's better for them not to come here." Dumbledore said calmly, his eyes slowly swept over every wizard, everyone here made him proud.

There is no doubt that all the wizards present here are outstanding, or are particularly worthy of praise.Even the most humble Mundungus, who has been at the bottom of the magic world all year round, knows a lot of liars and thieves, and can find out a lot of news that ordinary people can't hear, although he is a bit unreliable and always prioritizes commercial interests in his work.

"I think everyone here is our backbone, please let me introduce some new faces to you." Dumbledore folded his hands on the table, looking a little depressed. "Nymphadora Tonks, a natural disguised Animagus, is currently lurking in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic, and can bring us the latest trends of the Ministry of Magic."

"It's a pleasure meeting you all." Tonks said emphatically, she looked very happy, as if it was the first time she had participated in such a serious and serious gathering.

"Then the next one, I think everyone should have heard of it, Hera Lestrange who foiled Voldemort's plan several times and provided us with a secret base."

Hera stood up, bowed slightly towards the surroundings, and then sat down gracefully.

"Then, let's analyze the current situation, Tonks, what's the Ministry of Magic doing?" Dumbledore nodded towards Tonks.

Tonks suddenly became very decadent, "Fudge insists that you are an old lunatic, and you don't believe that Voldemort has returned at all, even though everyone can see it, and I learned through my friends in the high-level that Fudge intends to let a confidant enter Hogwarts for so-called 'education'."

"This is similar to what I learned, but I think there will be a way to deal with him." Dumbledore nodded, he didn't take this matter to heart.If everything was obeyed by the Ministry of Magic, then the wizarding world would be over.He just hoped that the Ministry of Magic would stop holding them back at critical moments.

"One more thing, we'd better strengthen the protection of Harry, I guess Voldemort will not let go of the opportunity." A witch in a green shawl said.

"It is necessary." Dumbledore agreed deeply.

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The conversation didn't take long, it was over in just a few 10 minutes, and several wizards were temporarily arranged to watch Harry in turn to avoid any accidents with him, as well as the guarding of Black's old house.

In fact, it is almost impossible for Black's old house, which is protected by the Fidelity Curse, to be at risk of exposure, but during the safe period, it is best to be careful.

And Hera has never had the opportunity to meet Voldemort during this time. In fact, Voldemort seems to have almost forgotten Hera.This is good news, otherwise it would be very difficult for him not to obey Voldemort's instructions and reveal the secret base of the Order of the Phoenix.

The hottest day of summer was finally drawing to a close, and a sleepy silence fell over the big, square houses on Privet Drive.Hera and Moody were standing on the street, just in a position where they could see No. [-] Privet Drive.They were all holding boxes of Oreo Blizzards, a Muggle ice cream that tasted delicious.

"I told you a long time ago, this taste is great, right?" Hera bumped his shoulder into Moody, who had been insisting that Waffle Supreme is the best ice cream.

"I don't deny that this is a very good taste, but I still stick to my opinion." Mad-Eye Moody's magic eye rolled around, but his real eye was firmly locked on Oreo Blizzard. He obviously liked this flavor very much, but because of his previous remarks, he had to keep his mouth shut.

"But today is another day without any waves. Harry, what is he doing hiding behind that hydrangea bush? Isn't he tired?" Hera scooped up another big scoop of ice cream, squinting her eyes to enjoy the delicious taste.

"I don't know, but we must stay vigilant. The Dark Lord may attack Harry at any time." Moody said very seriously, but his hands did not stop at all.

"We're like this—" Hera threw the ice cream aside abruptly, "I think we have something to do."

"Who said it wasn't?" Moody licked the ice cream scoop one last time, and followed Hera's example and threw the ice cream into the grass.

A wizard Apparates to Privet Drive
(End of this chapter)