Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

In the slightly dark room, Suer looked at the scary-looking old man in front of him with some surprise, but his personality was actually quite kind.

Dumbledore asked Moody to do something?

What's the matter?

Shouldn't...

Su Er had a vague guess, and the answer was soon revealed.

"As a good friend of your father, Dumbledore thinks it would be more appropriate for me to do this." Moody sighed softly,

"But I personally don't want you to get involved. It's too dangerous, child. In my opinion, you are still too immature, but I respect Dumbledore and your choice."

"Are you willing to join the Order of the Phoenix?"

Dumbledore asked Moody to issue the invitation, probably because of Moody's deep friendship with his parents, and partly because he wanted Moody to witness his children succeed their parents and become parents.

It was indeed the Order of the Phoenix.

What Dumbledore entrusted Moody to do was to ask himself if he was willing to join the Order of the Phoenix. He participated in some incidents against Voldemort and even narrowly escaped death. It was good for Dumbledore to invite him to join the organization he founded to fight against Voldemort. A matter of speculation.

The Order of the Phoenix, whose leader is Dumbledore, the most recognized white wizard in the world, is of course not that simple. It is by no means a small organization composed of three or two kittens. Its organizational structure and members are definitely extremely complex and huge. of.

"Moody...Grandpa." This title of grandfather was a choice that Sur had considered for a while. Considering Alastor Moody's relationship with his parents, calling him sir seemed a bit unfamiliar, and calling him by his first name was not polite.

Moody was obviously a little surprised by Sur's title, but he still nodded slightly and said nothing. Joy and relief flashed in his dark eyes.

He was waiting for Sur's next words.

"I want to ask if the Death Eater who killed my parents is still alive."

"Actually, kid, we don't know who that person is. He had already run away when we arrived, but afterward, we have some guesses. There are only a few candidates who can defeat your parents."

Moody thought for a moment and gave his answer.

"Domihot Kabuda, he was the most likely person to be there at the time. Several other people were not there at the time. Apart from him, we found claw marks at the scene. The only way to create such special marks is It’s a werewolf.”

Very good, there is another enemy.

"Then this man named Domihot Kabuda..."

"He's in Azkaban," Moody said immediately. "I'm pretty sure he's alive."

"Then I will join the Order of the Phoenix." Suer answered simply.

Moody took a deep look at Soul and stretched out his hand, "Well, you are welcome to join the Order of the Phoenix."

The old man and the young man held their hands together.

"Okay, it's almost time for us to go back. Dumbledore will be here later, and we will have a meeting." Moody let go of his hand first, preparing to take Soul out of the room.

Su Er was a little surprised. Is it that simple?Is there no other ceremony or anything like that?

For example, get a phoenix tattoo on your arm or something?

"It's that simple?"

He asked the question, causing Moody to laugh gruffly, obviously understanding what Soul meant.

"It's that simple."

When Moody and Soul reappeared in this temporary restaurant, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over.

Moody nodded slightly and walked to the empty chair silently. There were already several new dishes on the table.

The eyes everyone looked at Soul became particularly soft in an instant. They were looking at one of their own. Mr. Weasley sighed softly, walked forward and patted Soul on the shoulder.

"Welcome to the family."

……

When Mrs. Weasley had just put everyone's leftover food into the kitchen with a levitating spell, Dumbledore came, dressed like Gandalf the White, with kind eyes, followed by several wizards.

"Okay, kids, you'd better go upstairs now. We have some things to discuss." Mr. Weasley said when Dumbledore arrived, mainly targeting the Weasley brothers.

Hermione had been confused about what Soul and Moody were talking about in the other room. Soul told her to explain to her later, and Hermione left with Ginny obediently.

The Weasley brothers were really not happy to leave.

"Is there anything we can't hear?"

"Fred, if you don't want me to come up and destroy all your messy things, you'd better listen to your father and go upstairs!" Mrs. Weasley replied before Arthur Weasley Come out of the kitchen one step before.

She was well aware of her son's character and had to suppress it forcefully.

"I'm George! You always mistake us." It was actually Fred who shouted dissatisfied.

"Well, sorry, George, we have something important to talk about," Mrs. Weasley said.

"I am George," said the real George.

The two brothers were obviously making a fuss at this time because they wanted to stay, but Mrs. Weasley couldn't possibly give them what they wanted.

"Whether it's George or Fred, you two, go upstairs now, immediately. I don't want to have to say it again."

"Okay." Forced by Mrs. Weasley's power, the two brothers said dejectedly, dragging their feet slowly, looking at Sirius and the others with a faint look of expectation, hoping that they would speak out to let them stay. .

As for why he didn't look at Arthur Weasley.

Need I say more?The old wife is in strict control...

Unfortunately, no one spoke.

"If I were you..." Mrs. Weasley's threatening voice sounded again.

The two brothers were excited and immediately quickened their pace. Ron followed closely behind them and left together obediently. It was not until they went up the stairs that the two brothers reacted.

Where's Sur?

The two looked at each other and immediately realized something was wrong.

Why can Sur stay there?

"Fred, I have an idea..." George whispered.

"I have a good idea too..." Fred nodded.

"You don't want to eavesdrop, do you?" Ron knew the Weasley brothers and immediately guessed their plans, "If mother finds out...the things you made this summer will be..."

Fred and George looked at each other again and nodded in unison. George was responsible for covering Ron's mouth, and Fred was responsible for picking up dear little Ronnie.

"Uh huh..." Ron struggled, but was dragged away in vain.