Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

The boys and girls who were not familiar with the world were cleared away, leaving only a few old men, a few middle-aged men and women, and a few women who could still be labeled as young people.

Oh, I don’t know whether to put Soul in middle age or as a teenager.

If you are a young man, you are over 40 years old in total. If you are a teenager, your physical age in this life can be compared to 17 years old.

"First of all, welcome to join us, Soul." Dumbledore smiled slightly, and Tonks was the first to raise her hand to applaud. At the same time, she raised her eyebrows at Soul. Her thin eyebrows suddenly turned into caterpillar thickness, and then weirdly The ground twisted a few times.

Su Er could barely hold back his laughter.

"Given that Mr. Bones has just joined us and is not familiar with some of us, we might as well introduce ourselves before we begin the formal meeting."

Oh, what’s up with this sense of déjà vu as this newly admitted student comes up on stage to introduce himself at the class meeting?

"I'll go first ~ Nymphadora Tonks." Tonks said lively, "But I don't like people calling me Nymphadora."

"Alastor Moody." Old Moody cherished his words like gold.

"Arthur Weasley." Mr. Weasley smiled and nodded, and Soul quickly responded with greetings.

"Remus Lupine."

"Sirris Black."

"Kingsley Shacklebolt, welcome to join the Order of the Phoenix." A dark-skinned man who was suspected to be of African descent followed closely.

"Kingsley is my colleague. Although he may not be considered serious, he is a nice person." Tonks added.

Soul greeted him with a nod.

"Your eyes are so similar to your father's. My name is Effias Dorje." The wizard made a huffing and puffing sound as he spoke.

"Hello, Mr. Dorje."

"Emmeline Vance." A dignified and elegant witch followed Dumbledore in and nodded slightly to Soul.

"Don't I need to introduce myself? I'm Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore chuckled and winked mischievously.

Su Er chuckled, and the awkward feeling disappeared.

After introducing himself, Dumbledore put away his smile and became slightly serious.

"Due to some reasons, some people will be absent from our meeting tonight, but they all expressed to me that they are willing to participate in this mission."

Everyone's expressions became serious, including Tonks who jumped away.

Soul sat facing the door, because the Weasley brothers deliberately did not close the door when they went out, exposing a small gap. At this time, Soul could see an ear-shaped object quietly falling from top to bottom. It went to the floor, then grew two feet and hid quietly in the darkness.

Su Er raised his eyes and looked at Old Bee. He seemed completely unaware?

Haha, Su Er doesn't believe it. Although Old Bee is old, he has never lost his due vigilance. So, is it intentional?

Regardless of whether the old bee was aware of the two eavesdroppers behind him, the meeting still had to continue.

"Let's talk about the current situation first." Dumbledore looked at Moody, who was still holding the cane.

"You shouldn't have given this task to that rich man who only cares about gold galleons." Moody's tone was full of disdain, "Feige said he was distracted by a bunch of useless cauldrons, so that the Dementors I took advantage of this opportunity and almost killed a Muggle."

"If Potter hadn't learned the Patronus Charm..."

"No matter what, Harry must not stay there anymore. According to the Dementors' habits, this time is probably just a test." Sirius said.

"I do have plans to take Harry over." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "It's a lot of trouble."

"I think you should have heard about Fudge's movements." Dumbledore looked at Arthur Weasley.

"Yes." Mr. Weasley nodded. Although he works in the inconspicuous department of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items, his intelligence capabilities are stronger than many people.

"Although Amelia has tried to delay it, I am worried that there are people hidden in the Ministry of Magic who will force Harry to use magic again."

Whether the people hiding in the Ministry of Magic are from Voldemort or Fudge's side, if Harry violates the regulations on the use of magic outside of school by minors for the second time, it will definitely have an even more negative impact.

"Yes, I do have concerns about this, so the time is set for tomorrow night." Dumbledore glanced at everyone in the room and said,

"Tonks, Alastor, Kingsley, Emmeline..." Dumbledore paused, looking at the boy sitting next to Tonks like a little transparent, "Thul, you too go."

"I disagree." Two voices sounded at the same time the next moment, Moody and Black.

"Why can't I go?" Sirius was angry that he should be responsible for picking up Harry. After all, he was Harry's godfather.

"I have other tasks for you, Sirius, which are more important than bringing Harry here." Dumbledore explained gently.

"Remus will explain the details to you later."

Apart from saying a word when introducing himself, Lupine remained silent the rest of the time. Even now, he just nodded in front of Sirius's eyes.

Soul could probably guess what Dumbledore asked Remus to do. He had not forgotten Remus's other identity.

"So, Alastor, what's your problem?"

"Little Bones is not yet an adult! There are traces and you cannot cast spells outside the school. Besides, who knows if we will encounter Death Eaters lurking there when we go to pick up Potter!" Moody said harshly. He said angrily, "He has just joined us, he shouldn't have to face such a dangerous mission for the first time."

"Who here doesn't know that as long as there are adult wizards..." Tonks retorted subconsciously, and met Moody's deathly gaze. She was so frightened that she immediately shut her mouth and put her hand to her mouth. A zipper gesture.

"I know what you are worried about, Alastor, but don't worry." Dumbledore smiled slightly, "What you don't know is that Mr. Bones has experienced far more things in the past few years than you can imagine. It’s much richer.”

Yes, Suer nodded secretly, it is indeed rich enough that he has to 'die' for a period of time every year.

"Don't underestimate a person's strength because of his age."

"Besides, having Mr. Bones around, I think, will help him relax more quickly, won't it?"

Moody hesitated and nodded slowly, "You have a point."

"So, Mr. Bones, are you willing to participate in this mission?" Dumbledore looked at Soul and asked softly.

Soul was doing nothing wrong. Instead of not being able to go out here, he might as well pick up Harry and get some fresh air along the way.

"Very good, then the plan to pick up Harry this time is set. Alastor, I will find someone to send the signal at the right time. There have been many people with evil intentions recently. We must ensure that Harry is transferred secretly. "

Dumbledore arranged a series of things in an orderly manner, and finally pulled out his wand, waved it gently, and looked at Soul.

"Sul, next, could you please help me tell the two little mice above and ask them to go back to their rooms?"