I'm playing a big knife at HP

"So the basic situation is like this." Marciana said to the double-sided mirror, "I said, didn't you play a bit too sensational when you made Fox sing that night? Minerva and Poppy cried a lot Do you know how sad you are?"

On the other side of the double-sided mirror, Phoenix Fox heard his name, put his head in front of the mirror and called out.

"I definitely didn't mean to make them cry," said Dumbledore gravely, "but you have to play it all."

"It's as if it's true." Marciana rolled her eyes.

"So, how were the casualties that night?"

"A lot of people died." Seeing Dumbledore's shock, Marciana quickly added, "Oh, our people are alright, except that Bill was scratched on the cheek by Greyback, there were no serious injuries. But the Death Eaters..." She touched her nose, "Here, one was killed by the death curse fired by Dolphin Rolle, and then a black magic creation thrown by Bellatrix was killed A few...Of course, those who were still alive were all sent to Azkaban. Unfortunately, Bellatrix ran away."

"That's good." Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, "How about Bill?"

"It won't turn into a werewolf, but it may leave scars." Marciana sighed, "It's a blessing in disguise. Fleur never left him, and Molly finally changed her mind. Their wedding is scheduled for August. Oh, so did Dora and Remus, and that night, Remus somehow figured it out."

"Ah, that's great, that's great!" Dumbledore was very happy, and then felt melancholy, "Oh, once a person dies, he can't catch up with all the excitement, not only missed his own funeral, but even Bill and Fleur's wedding. "

"If you really want to go to their wedding..." Marciana dragged her tune, "It's not impossible for me to take you there."

Dumbledore was very happy: "Then let's talk about it."

He thought for a while, then asked, "How is Harry?"

"It's very sad, and I hate Severus very much, and I just want to find him to avenge you." Marciana said matter-of-factly, "It's no wonder, who told you that Severus listened to you at that time?" When it came to the prophecy, I saw him do it again. Oh, by the way, how much does Harry know about Horcruxes?"

"Basically. He knows there are six Horcruxes, and he knows we've destroyed five, and we're just looking for the last Ravenclaw diadem. I also told him you've been helping me, and made him think What clues should come to you first."

"That's good." Marciana sighed, "To be honest, gaining Harry's trust may be more difficult than gaining the support of the entire Order of the Phoenix."

"How are the people in the society?"

"It's okay, we're discussing how to safely transfer Harry out before he comes of age. The Ministry of Magic is now heavily infiltrated by Death Eaters, and conventional methods, such as portkeys, apparition, fireplaces, etc. Outlawed by Piers Thicknesse, with a special tracking spell. The Ministry of Magic can't help, but it's really troublesome to keep in the way and stare at us all day."

"Well, listen to the advice of the old members, and you will find a way." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

Marciana raised her eyebrows.

"There's one more thing I want you to do for me—please put my wand in my grave and replace that fake wand."

"You asked me to dig your grave?!" Marciana yelled. "Why don't you want your wand?"

"That's right - you still have to check the Transfiguration Charm on the puppet to make sure it rots as flawlessly as a normal corpse." Dumbledore said calmly, "As for the wand, don't worry, I still have an old wand. Although I haven't used that old buddy for decades, but we beat Grindelwald together back then, and we were pretty good partners."

"I think you can complete the work of digging a grave by yourself." Marciana ruthlessly refused, "Human body deformation and invisibility will not bother you, so you can sneak back and dig your grave by yourself, and bury it in Huo You're sure to find it, Gwartz. If you're getting used to body shapeshifting, I'll make you Polyjuice Potion."

"Martha..."

"I haven't asked you yet, do you think Voldemort is playing tricks on your wand?" Marciana didn't agree at all, "What's so special about your wand?"

"I don't want to put you off, but I don't want to answer this question either. I beg you not to get into the details of this." Dumbledore said sincerely.

Marciana frowned, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, but she still nodded.

"But since you want to keep it so secret," she folded her arms over her chest, "you bury the wand yourself."

"Okay, okay!" Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, "I'll dig my own grave."

Marciana cut off the conversation with the two-way mirror, removed more than a dozen anti-eavesdropping and anti-peeping spells in the room, and set off to attend the meeting of the Order of the Phoenix.

When she came to NO.12, Grimmauld Place, all the members had already arrived. Seeing her coming, everyone went into the restaurant to take a seat.

"We only need to discuss one thing today: how to safely transfer Harry out." Marciana went straight to the point, "We can basically confirm that Pierce Thicknesse has either been cast with the Imperius Curse or has fallen to the other side .Now that the Chief of Magical Law Enforcement has fallen, the Auror Office is no longer our ally. We might as well prepare ourselves to be our adversaries."

Moody, Tonks and Kingsley exchanged a serious look.

"The Department of Magical Transportation has recently changed a few high-level people - I think the newly promoted people are from there." Arthur pushed his glasses, "In this case, the Floo Network will definitely be tracked, and that area Using Apparition or Portkeys will also be watched. Now that Thicknesse has gone to great lengths to pass a bill banning Apparation in Little Whinging, unless Harry never appears in front of the Ministry again, we will use Apparition Transferring him is giving the Auror office a reason to arrest us."

"It's not just in Little Whinging, the traces on Harry put any means of disapparating him under the watchful eye of the Ministry of Magic," Moody said gruffly. Within minutes the Death Eaters would be swarming the safehouse - we'd be literally sending Harry's coordinates to Voldemort."

"Fortunately, Zongsi can't mark the location of the Portkey." Marciana rubbed her chin, "Speaking of which, if possible, we could take advantage of Voldemort's weakness to eliminate him during the Triwizard Tournament. In short..." She With a wave of the wand, a map of Little Whinging District appeared on the desktop: "This is Aunt Harry's house. I went to scout. Here, here, and here are watched 24 hours a day, sometimes directly to Xin The Aurors Knys reported were sometimes wizards under the Imperius Curse. Anyone, not even the Dursleys, would be followed in and out of this house."

Marciana spoke slowly: "I have a few suggestions. First, we don't wait until Harry reaches adulthood, but move him out early. If we wait until his birthday, the Death Eaters know we have no choice, They will definitely come out in full force. If we move early, even if the sentry finds out, we must notify Riddle and gather our hands. In this way, we can at least take the lead.”

"That's a good idea," said Lupine first.

"Secondly, we will spread some false news, especially in the Ministry of Magic, to make them believe that we are secretly cooperating with the Auror office and will have a large number of Aurors escort Harry to the safe house the day before Harry's birthday."

"No problem, Dawlish has been asking around lately, and I may 'accidentally' leak some information." Kingsley nodded.

"Dawlish is a good candidate." Marciana agreed, "Thirdly, I have personally placed the Grangers in a secret place abroad, and the Dursleys are only in more danger than the Grangers." Quite a few—we'll have to send someone to escort the Dursleys out before Harry leaves, or they'll be murdered in vengeance." She looked thoughtful, "They'll be followed, no doubt, but Death Eater The gangsters don't send a lot of hands to follow them, because the Dursleys are out a lot, especially on weekends—they're going to dinner and a movie in the nearby town as a rule. There's nothing suspicious about their going out."

Tonks and Hestia Jones nodded: "That's right, you can't watch them get killed."

"I see this as an opportunity, a chance to get Harry out without a trace. I can use Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be a friend of the Dursleys, go out with them, and hide Harry in my dragonskin suitcase Just drive a few miles, we can stop for gas reasons, our guys apparate the Dursleys to the safe house, and I bring Harry back with the Portkey. Of course, someone Pretending to be Harry saying goodbye to the Dursleys during this period, creating the illusion that Harry is still at home."

Moody tapped his forefinger on the table in thought, Lupine put his fist to his lips, and they began to work out the details of the plan.Several members nodded slightly, showing a look of approval.

"No, this plan is too risky." Mundungus said suddenly, "Besides, how did the club member pretending to be Harry evacuate? This is a mission that must die."

"I can pretend to be Harry," Sirius said quickly, "and I can turn into a dog and go away quietly after dark."

"Now number four, Privet Drive, even if a fly flies out, it will be watched, not to mention that your Animagus is such a big dog. The Death Eaters know your Animagus form clearly, you are simply Dead." Mundungus retorted.

"I'm not afraid of death!" Sirius exclaimed immediately, "Harry is my godson! I'd do anything for him!"

"Then I'll come." Marciana interrupted Sirius calmly, "Let Alastor take Harry away, and I'll pretend to be Harry. I'm confident that I'll break out alive."

"It's still too risky, and the success of this project hangs on the one member of the Society who escorts Harry. If he is discovered and anti-apparating, it will be over. Neither you nor Moody will just One person, we obviously still have so many people."

Mundungus looked around the meeting room, and some members nodded in agreement.

"I have a plan. We should act on July 7th, which is Saturday, and there will be no suspicion of letting the Dursleys out. Since we can only transfer through the open air, then we might as well divide into groups, two people One group, one guard in one group, the other drank polyjuice potion and pretended to be Harry, so that the real Harry could be mixed in one group. According to what you said, there are only three or four people monitoring the Little Whinging area, even if How many of them can they catch up with? Even if they notify the mysterious people right away, by the time they gather their hands and arrive, we will have flown out for an unknown number of miles. By that time, we will use the Portkey or directly Apparate, and What is there to worry about? This is the safest... No, this is the only way!"

Marciana put her fingers on the table, and looked at Mundungus with inquiring eyes.This plan is quite meticulous, to put it bluntly, it is not like the style of Mundungus - this character can be caught for burglary, although he is a bit cunning, he lacks the brains to make detailed plans .

To be honest, Marciana feels very familiar with this kind of style that is both true and false, and there is truth in the false.

Like Dumbledore.

She remembered Dumbledore's meaningful sentence earlier, "Listen to the advice of the old members", and became more and more suspicious.Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, making up her mind.

Marciana said, "This plan is good."

Seeing that Marciana said the same thing, some vacillating members all listened intently.

"This plan has a certain degree of danger, but if we can successfully use the time difference, it is indeed possible to bring Harry out without any risk. Since we are going to fly away from No. [-] Privet Drive in a big way, we will definitely be discovered. After discovering it, he notified Riddle through the Dark Mark and explained the situation clearly. Riddle summoned the Death Eaters to apparate to Privet Drive. It took at least ten seconds or half a minute before and after this. These ten seconds are our hope." Marciana said slowly, her slender fingers slid across the map. "Pay attention to these points when executing the plan. First, you must fly in completely different directions to disperse the pursuers as much as possible. Second, use the fastest flying tool. Third, use the disillusionment spell at the first time. As long as we are in When the Death Eaters arrive out of sight or have used the Disillusionment Charm, they're hard to track."

"The flying tools are fine. We have broomsticks, thestrals, and a flying motorcycle." Hagrid said confidently, "I can convince the thestrals to come to London with me."

"I must say, this is a dangerous plan." Marciana said in a deep voice, "If my plan is successful, I will almost never collide with Death Eaters. And even if this plan is successful, it will not be possible to avoid fighting. There may even be casualties."

But at the same time, Marciana had to admit that if her plan failed, the situation would be very passive; and even if this plan failed, there was still a fairly high probability of being able to keep Harry.

"I'm not afraid of danger, and fighting is just what I want." Sirius said firmly.Many members nodded firmly.

"Well, those who intend to participate in escorting Harry, write their names on this parchment. Those who intend to participate in escorting the Dursleys, write their names on this one. It doesn't matter if neither of them intend to participate, please write Take this one."

Marciana took out three pieces of parchment and three quills and pushed them onto the table.

"I'll tell you the truth, there is a contract on the parchment. Those who sign will be bound by magic after today, and will not be able to talk about our plan. I trust everyone in this room, but this matter is life and death, and food The Dead Apostles are scheming. Whether it's the Imperius Curse, Legilimency, or Veritaserum, they have many ways to extract information against our will. Sign it and our plans are safe."

Marciana looked at the members calmly, ready to be questioned angrily.But she didn't hear a single protest, Sirius, Lu and other old commune members who had experienced mutual suspicion during the first war instead smiled appreciatively at her.

"What a long-winded explanation," Moody dragged the first piece of parchment and signed it. "That's the way to be cautious. Good job, girl."

Kingsley took the parchment from Moody's hand: "This contract magic is really ingenious. It can be used by the Auror office in the future. It is a good way to counter reconnaissance."

"You have to wait until your boss doesn't work for the Death Eaters." Fleur took the parchment and said bluntly as she signed it.

The parchment was passed around the table, the first parchment was full of writing, the second had half a page of names on it, and the third had only one name alone.Marciana put away the parchment and glanced at it.

"Then, Heska, Dedalus, I entrust you with the safety of the Dursley family." Marciana said, "As far as I know, this family is a bit rude, so please bear with me."

Hestia Jones and Dedalus Diggle looked at each other and shrugged.

"Alastor, Kingsley, Fleur, Bill, Sirius, Remus, Dora, Fred, George, Hagrid, Arthur, you are all willing to escort Harry, plus I have 12 people here, There is one more person." Marciana raised her head and looked at Gemini.

"Hey! Don't expect either of us to quit!" said Fred quickly.

"That's right, because Fred and I are the youngest and you don't want to take us to play?" George continued.

Fred rubbed his chin: "Isn't it just that we need an odd number and add Harry to make an even number. I have a solution."

"That's right, my idiot brother was very shrewd once. He guessed that we had to find a way to pick up Harry, so he told us to take him with us. According to me, even though Ron is stupid, it's still good to make up the number." OK."

"Oh, George, you're wrong, Ron can't be smarter, it's Hermione who guessed right." Fred answered.

"This is troublesome. These two are inseparable. If you bring one, the other will follow. Now it's an even number." George elbowed the twin brothers.

"Hmph! Take both, then," said Moody gruffly. "Is there one missing? The solution is at hand."

His wooden legs paused heavily on the ground, and the magic eyes turned to Mundungus: "Mundungus! Why didn't I hear your name?"

"Well, my name is there..." Mundungus pointed to the third piece of parchment, "Hey! It's Martha who said it doesn't matter if you don't participate!"

"It doesn't matter to others, you can't!" The magic eye stared at him motionlessly, "This is your idea, if you don't participate, I will find it very suspicious."

"What does that mean!" Mundungus called out to Qu, "Martha also said it was a good idea."

"According to me, this idea is a bit too good to be possible for you to come up with. If you don't participate, I will suspect that this is a trap." Moody said bluntly, "You just said that this plan How to be safe and secure, then what are you afraid of now?"

"No matter how safe it is, as long as you meet the Death Eaters, you can't be foolproof..." Mundungus muttered softly, "I'm not good at fighting, and I usually win with wisdom..."

He raised his head and saw Marciana's clear blue eyes looking at him, so he stopped talking.

Marciana said softly: "Alastor is right, Mundungus, do you have any worries? Why don't you tell me about it."

Mundungus couldn't tell.The dozen or so people involved in the operation all looked at him, staring at him with dozens of pairs of eyes, and Mundungus could only say lazily: "Got it, got it, I'll go too!"

"That's good. We have 13 people here, plus Hermione Ron, plus Harry, exactly 16 people, making up eight groups." Marciana conjured up sixteen red chess-like chess pieces with names written on them. Small pieces of wood.

"And if the worst happens and we fail to escape before encountering the main force of the Death Eaters, there are a few opponents we must pay special attention to."

She conjures a small black block of wood.

"You-Know-Who, needless to say." She put a finger on her lips, "You-Know-Who believes in strength, so he must think that Harry follows the most powerful of us. I think he is most likely to be the first Come after Alastor, me, or Kingsley—Alastor and Kingsley because you are famously powerful, and I because I escaped from him twice before."

"The second thing to watch out for is Bellatrix." She tapped her wand, conjured up a second black wooden block, and placed it next to the other red wooden blocks, "Bella will give priority to hunting and killing." She has a personal rival, which means that she is most likely to follow Dora, me and Sirius, especially Dora—you must be careful."

Lupine squeezed Tonks' hand worriedly and guiltily.Tonks raised his face and returned him a firm smile.

"The third thing to watch out for..." She conjured up a third block with her wand, "Severus Snape."

A suffocating silence filled the room.Marciana continued calmly, "Snape knows us best, and I think he'll go after whoever he thinks is most likely to take Harry..." She turned to Sirius, "That's the two of you. , Sirius Black or Remus Lupine."

"Then let him come!" Sirius' face was full of hatred, "I happened to finish him off and avenge Dumbledore."

"Speaking of Snape, is your spell set?" Moody asked. "Can he still enter the house now? We must secure the base."

"No, Kreacher and I have made arrangements." Sirius said a little uncomfortably, "To be honest, if it weren't for my mother's portrait, I wouldn't even know there was such a spell...She used this spell to prevent her from thinking about blood Less noble wizards have entered this house."

Marciana didn't talk, she lowered her head and used her wand to pull out the small wooden block with the names of herself, Moody, Kingsley, Tonks and Sirius: "Come back to business. I think we will attract too much firepower, Shouldn't be taking Harry with you."

Sirius looked very regretful, but after thinking about it carefully, he also nodded.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay.Everyone in the Weasley family was either a non-combatant like Arthur or too young. Only Bill Fleur had some combat experience.Hagrid's magic resistance is amazing, but his ability to use spells is not as good as that of ordinary Hogwarts students.The only reliable one left is Lupine.

"Let me take Harry." Hagrid mustered up the courage to speak, his cheeks flushed, "I am willing to use my life to protect Harry! Dumbledore, he..." He choked up, "Dumbledore always believed Me, he let me bring Harry's acceptance letter, and let me escort Harry to Diagon Alley last year. He said that I alone was better than many Aurors..."

As he spoke, his voice became quieter, and tears rolled into his beard in big drops.

Marciana didn't answer immediately, but turned her gaze to Lupine.

Her preferred candidate was Remus Lupine—Lupine was smart and effective, and he was the most suitable because he was a werewolf and was underestimated by Voldemort.Lupine saw her eyes, and then looked at Hagrid who had given up arguing and wept silently.

The half-giant apparently thought that after Dumbledore's death, no one would trust him to perform important tasks again.

Lupine understood Hagrid's abandonment better than anyone.He also understands better than anyone how much it takes courage to stand up and fight for something when he feels unworthy—he has never done it himself.

Lupine hesitated.

He looked at Sirius—at this moment, Sirius looked at Hagrid with a complicated expression, with some unbearable eyes, but he didn't say anything.Sirius had been wronged for more than ten years, and he was under surveillance for a full year after he was released from prison. He did his best but failed. He knew how precious "trust" was to them.Lupine knew that although Sirius understood Hagrid's pain, Harry's safety was more important to him than anything else.Lupine looked at Marciana again, knowing that the young witch was not as calm as she seemed - she had liked Hagrid since she was a child.But Lupine also understands that Marciana can no longer simply make decisions based on likes and dislikes as before, because she is responsible for the trust of the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Lupine looked into Hagrid's red eyes and made up his mind.He patted Hagrid on the back: "Of course, you are indeed better than many people. According to me, you are braver than me."

Hagrid looked up in surprise, "Oh... Remus... thank you, you're a brave man too..."

"It's better that you have courage." Lupine smiled slightly, and cast his eyes on Marciana.

She saw the plea in his eyes: please give him a chance.

"Okay." Marciana nodded slightly, and said in a down-to-earth tone, "Hagrid, you are undoubtedly powerful, but we have some details to consider—the flying motorcycle is the only flying tool you can use, We have to address defense and attack while you are driving."

She put it mildly, but Hagrid blushed anyway, knowing he wasn't very good at using Charms.

"There's no need to be embarrassed about it. Flying motorcycles are not easy to drive. No matter who comes, we have to solve this problem." Marciana said gently.

"Ah, speaking of which, I have an idea." Arthur pushed his glasses again with a smile, "I have some experience in transforming flying tools."

Marciana nodded: "Okay, then I will leave this task to you." She thought for a while, "Fred, George, you are the most successful inventors among us, and the most successful in product manufacturing. Experienced. I wonder if you've ever heard of a Muggle term called 'product testing'?"

The twins looked at each other with smirks, and George said, "You've found the right person—"

"There's no one in the room who knows more about product testing than we do," Fred continued.

"That's right, every one of our joke products—"

"—We have personally tested them in various ways!"

"Although Dad has a lot of ideas, but when it comes to quality control——"

The twins shrugged and looked at their father.Arthur was not angry either, and looked at his sons with a smile.The twins crossed their shoulders and said in unison: "Leave it to us."

Marciana smiled.

"In that case, witches and wizards, let's go back and prepare. Tom Riddle has a plan that he thinks is perfect and is waiting for us to destroy it."

The author has something to say: This chapter is basically a desperate struggle with the logic of the original book.

When I wrote it, I suddenly realized that the creativity of the twins is likely to come from their father, the modification man Arthur Weasley.Arthur, although the quality of the product is worrying, he can be regarded as the Edison of the wizarding world!