Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

"Why are there still so many Death Eaters?"

Hermione stood in front of the window of the room in Black Mansion, looking at the square not far away. Although it was early in the morning, there were already many Death Eaters lingering there.

"Obviously we are in the Ministry of Magic...it's like there is no end..."

Johanna hugged Hermione from behind: "You actually know the answer, don't you?"

Hermione shook her head: "But..."

In another room outside the door, Lu Ke was having breakfast with Harry.

There were only two of them in the room, and Harry looked at Lu Ke with a suspicious look on his face.

"So, you suddenly appeared at that time because you had been planning a raid for a long time?"

Lu Ke nodded: "If I want to save you, I can go alone. There is no need to summon all the members of the Order of the Phoenix."

Harry was silent for a moment.

What Lu Ke said was natural and straightforward, making it impossible for him to refute.

But for some reason, Harry still felt as if he was being watched, which made Harry feel his pride was hurt.

"Why did you raid the Ministry of Magic in the first place?"

Harry looked at Lu Ke, hoping to see through his true thoughts.

"We failed to get the Ministry of Magic back..."

Lu Ke nodded: "Of course we can't get it back. There are endless Death Eaters. I want to lure Voldemort to where he wants to go and then make him lose face in front of the Death Eaters."

Harry nodded and said nothing more.

He knew that his questions would not be answered at least by Lu Ke.

"It's a pity that we couldn't get Gryffindor's sword..."

Lu Ke shook his head: "Dumbledore said he would leave the sword to you, so you will definitely get it. I don't think it will take long."

Harry nodded silently.

Then he pushed the empty plate to the middle of the table: "I'm full."

Lu Ke drank the soup in the big bowl in one gulp, then shook his head casually.

Of course, Kreacher's cooking skills are definitely not as good as Lu Ke's apprentices in the Hogwarts kitchen.

But having hot soup for breakfast is already a nice treat, and Lu Ke can't ask for too much.

"Malfoy promised me to borrow the sword from Professor McGonagall in Hogwarts. Maybe we can see him during the winter vacation. You can ask then. Before that, if you are willing..."

Harry shook his head and interrupted Lu Ke's words: "There is no time to waste. If we wait for one day, more people will be injured by Death Eaters."

Lu Ke nodded: "Then you can try...contact Malfoy."

Harry was stunned for a moment.

He turned around and looked at Lu Ke in surprise.

Lu Ke smiled and said, "You haven't graduated from Hogwarts yet. Since you hope to hurry up, maybe you can really make it back to Hogwarts before the end of this school year."

"Professor McGonagall will arrange make-up lessons and homework."

Harry smiled helplessly.

…

At noon, members of the Order gathered together as never before.

In the largest room of the Black Mansion, Lu Ke sat on the chair at the end of the long table and looked around.

"After this time, we will not have any more large-scale operations."

Moody, who was sitting on his right, glanced at Lu Ke: "Before what?"

Lu Ke smiled: "Before the final battle to defeat Voldemort."

The wizards at the table looked at each other and smiled.

They felt like it was a promise of victory of sorts.

Now, just after the Ministry of Magic's victory, this promise seemed convincing.

"But I think it will be a very difficult period ahead, and I must emphasize that stop trying to protect other people, protecting yourself is enough."

An uneasy silence passed through the room.

Harry, who was sitting closest to the door, said with a puzzled look on his face: "Why?"

Lu Ke smiled helplessly: "After this incident, the Death Eaters will definitely become even crazier, but nothing they do can prevent Voldemort's destruction. We need reliable power to complete the final battle, so everyone here can't have anything bad. "

"To put it simply, protecting other people now will bring danger to you, so I hope you will stay still until the final moment comes."

Everyone was in a good mood, but after hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look disappointed.

Sirius Black glanced at Lu Ke: "You mean, if we don't do anything, Voldemort will die on his own?"

Halfway through, he couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Ke did not smile: "I will leave this matter to the right person. You just need to be patient and wait until the final battle."

Sirius Black was stunned for a moment, then slowly stood up.

"Are you talking about..."

"Now all wizards, except the one sitting here, are unreliable?"

For a moment, there was deathly silence in the room, and you could hear a pin drop.

Lu Ke nodded silently.

Sirius Black smiled: "If that's the case, we can disband. Do we have to protect the Death Eaters?"

Lu Ke shook his head: "The final war still requires your strength."

Sirius Black was about to speak, but Amelia Burns and Lupine, who were sitting on either side of him, reached out and grabbed his arms.

Sirius Black reluctantly sat back in his seat.

Lu Ke's eyes swept across the crowd: "I'm not saying that all wizards are unreliable, but reliable wizards have already hidden themselves in the Muggle world."

"That's where they're originally from."

The originally tense atmosphere relaxed instantly, and a few people even smiled.

Lu Ke sighed silently.

"But remember, don't try to protect anyone, try not to interact with other people, don't go out if you can, and when the last chance comes, I will call everyone together."

"Until then, try to survive."

Then Lu Ke stood up.

This meeting is over.

The Order of the Phoenix's first collective activity after a long time finally came to an end.

After that it was lunch, everyone was together, they were grabbing food at the long table, and Harry was reminded of the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"Can one house elf make so many things?"

Ron asked while eating and drinking with his mouth full.

Hermione glared at him a little unhappily: "This is the exploitation of house elves!"

Harry was silent, just lowering his head to eat.

After that it was a long farewell.

According to their residence, the members of the Order of the Phoenix were divided into groups of three. They had to find a way to avoid the Death Eaters outside the mansion and then go back and hide.

Some people have no way to return home and have to find temporary accommodation.

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