Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Education Order No. 23--Students are not allowed to establish student organizations privately. Without the permission of the senior investigator, all student organizations will be deemed illegal."

The sound of nails being hammered could be heard in the school hall, where the administrator, Mr. Filch, was hammering a decree symbolizing authority onto the marble wall.

That area was originally filled with living portraits, but now they were taken down by Filch. When he went to animate the portraits, he also aroused a lot of dissatisfaction from the characters inside.

"Does she know about that?"

"What?" Hermione asked Ron strangely, and then she immediately shook her head, "No way."

"We just discussed it yesterday, and only a few of us know about it."

"I just asked Louis this morning and he is very supportive of our idea."

Just last night, when Louis secretly went to find Moody, Harry and the others received a reply from Sirius.

The letter named some explanations and advice for Harry's scar pain, and made some critical comments about Umbridge as a person. But due to the unsafe nature of owl transmission, he did not explain to Harry how they should do it.

"He shouldn't have replied. It's too risky." Hermione said worriedly. Umbridge must have controlled the entire school's mail system.

"Don't worry, Hermione." Harry held the letter and shook it. "No one will understand who I am writing to."

The reply was signed as Cold. Although Sirius now had a legal identity, under the current situation, using a pseudonym could avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Hmm, Sirius said he would pick a time to come find us tonight."

Harry frowned, not knowing what this sentence meant.

"Looking for us? How come?"

As soon as Hermione finished speaking, there was a crackling sound in the fireplace of Hogwarts. Harry and his friends were attracted to it, and suddenly Sirius' head appeared in the firelight.

Ron was so frightened that he almost threw the quill in his hand. After confirming the visitor, he, Hermione and Harry gathered around the fire.

"I heard that you need help Harry." Sirius said cheerfully, without any trace of sadness after suspension, "I'll be checking in every hour to make sure you're all present."

"Every hour?" Harry smiled bitterly.

"But this is too risky, Sirius." Hermione said dissatisfied, "Besides, we are on the Floo Network being monitored by Fudge."

"You sound like Molly." Sirius smiled, "Don't worry, Dumbledore has moved the Floo Network system in the Order of the Phoenix out of the Ministry of Magic, so it's absolutely safe here. I haven't been discovered either, well, If you don’t count Raven.”

Hermione was about to say something, but Harry immediately interrupted her. He told Sirius everything that had happened recently in detail.

"Scar pain is indeed not a good thing. Dumbledore also told you that your scar is related to Voldemort. Every time the scar occurs, it is the other person's emotional control."

"But don't you think Umbridge could be a Death Eater?" Harry asked, "I was in solitary confinement with her."

"I'm sure she's not a Death Eater." Sirius shook his head, "Although she's not a good thing, you should listen to Remus talk about her."

"Lupine knows Umbridge?"

"No, but two years ago, when that incident happened, she drafted the anti-werewolf bill."

"She is that kind of person, but compared to the cruel Death Eaters, she is not qualified." Sirius said, "Maybe Voldemort will not accept such a subordinate."

"It's true that she's not qualified." Harry slumped on the ground, "But her classes are also extremely boring."

"What did she do? Teach you how to kill mudbloods?"

"No, that's not the case." Ron shook his head, "She made us read those damn books, and she didn't use magic at all in class."

"Ah, that's it." Sirius was relieved, "Actually, she can't be entirely blamed for this. This was Fudge's intention, because he didn't want you to train in battle."

"What does he think?" Harry expressed his dissatisfaction loudly. Fortunately, there was no one else in the common room now. "To form an army of wizards to resist him?"

"Yes, Fudge is afraid of Dumbledore's reserve power." Sirius did not object. "His opinions on Dumbledore are getting bigger and bigger, and he has reached the point of persecution paranoia."

"But if we don't learn spells and whether we can pass the O.W.L.s exam, we won't be able to fight back even if we face Death Eaters."

"So my opinion is that you can practice secretly." Sirius blinked, "Just like the Order of the Phoenix, you can find someone to teach you."

This sentence inspired the three of them so much that after connecting with Sirius, the three of them immediately started making preparations.

But they weren't sure how many people would be willing to join them.

"So, shall we continue?"

Ron asked the two companions beside him with some uncertainty.

"Of course." A flash of excitement suddenly flashed in Hermione's eyes. After this education order was issued, what they did was already in violation of the law and school rules.

And Hermione, a good student who always abided by the law, felt a flash of excitement in her heart.

"I'm ready to give you a surprise in Hogsmeade this weekend, Harry."

Although the actions of Harry and the three of them were carried out in secret, Louis, as a good friend, still knew about it.

He did not stop them from doing this, but instead agreed to join them. This flame of resistance to power began to slowly rise in Hogwarts.

. . . . .

Over the weekend, the first trip to Hogsmeade this semester has begun.

While eating breakfast, Louis receives a signal from Astoria, a girl who wants him to go on a date with her at Mrs. Pafidi's Tea House.

Louis readily agreed, and soon Astoria was taken away by the Slytherin sisters. They planned to go to Hogsmeade together.

The fourth grade students were already familiar with the roads in the past, so several of them went together. When they arrived at the Wizarding Village, Louis made an excuse and left Harry and the others.

"Don't be late, Louis." Hermione reminded. Louis nodded at her and walked to Mrs. Pafdie's Teahouse on the other side of the Pig's Head Bar.

Open familiar doors. The ambiguous atmosphere that caught his eye made him a little overwhelmed. Under the guidance of the waiter, he saw Astoria sitting there alone.

"You're late, Louis."

Astoria smiled at him, she had already ordered a cup of coffee for Louis.

"Sorry, there are a lot of things going on today, and there are a few more people coming later."

Lewis' tone was full of apologies. It was supposed to be his date with Astoria, but unfortunately, he needed to deal with matters related to the store.

"Who else?"

Astoria asked strangely, but soon, reality gave her the answer.

"Oh, brother Wiggins, you are so brave, you dare to invite your sister to a place like this."

The door of the private room opened, and a mature-looking woman with blond curly hair appeared in front of them.