Chapter 671: Order of the Phoenix Headquarters

Taking a pityful look at Owen Harris, who had lost his most gifted youngest son but could only endure his grief, Dumbledore left the office of the minister of the Ministry of Magic. He apparated to 12 Grimmauld Place in the Order of the Phoenix, and Before knocking on the door urgently, Dumbledore heard the members inside discussing what happened at the Ministry of Magic tonight.

"That kid played the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters tonight!" Sirius Black was obviously not reconciled to the Order of the Phoenix being used.

"Won't the Order of the Phoenix be in trouble?" Harry looked at his godfather worriedly.

"Mr. Potter, I think you heard it too. Although Mr. Alan Harris won't let us go to jail, if it weren't for Albus, we would have to write a public review several feet thick!" Gryffindor Dean Minerva McGonagall raised her eyebrows, she was keenly aware that the intention of this punishment was a prank aimed at her, and she obviously hated pranks.

Nymphadora Tonks brought her pale, heart-shaped face to Harry's ear and whispered, "Hey, Harry, I actually wanted to do this to Meg when I was studying!" , her black eyes that were originally gleaming narrowed in a smile after winking at Harry, and her short, spiked hair changed from vivid violet to Ravenclaw blue.

"That's a bad boy!" Mad-Eye Alastor Moody smacked the ground with his cane, and added resentfully, "Sly Harris family, these sly Hans! Look! What kind of people are there around them! It's a spider demon and a manticore! Their family has mastered the evil knowledge and spread it to their lackeys to learn, obviously for today." Moody Recalling the fact that he was beaten by Muggle-born Penello during the Quidditch World Cup, he once again confirmed that the opponent's endless means came from the Harris family.

Harry couldn't say anything when he heard the front, but after hearing that Moody and his good friend Hermione started to attack, he couldn't help but bravely retorted: "Hermione is not a lackey! I saw that she saved the Lots of people! She even saved you!"

Mad-Eye glared at Harry with his constantly spinning magic eyes: "If Harris and the Mysterious Man hadn't taken advantage of your recklessness, we wouldn't need her to save us!"

"That's enough, this is part of the plan in itself, my child is not your turn to teach!" Sirius stood up and stood in front of Harry, "And the way to strengthen the success rate of transforming into an Animagus is When I made a deal with him, I thought he would just turn into an ordinary animal, but who knew that he had the talent to master the means of transforming into a magical creature Animagus one step further."

Remus Lupine had suspected before that it was his best friend who taught the secret arts of the Black family. Now that Sirius himself confirmed it, he sighed and decided to speak a fair word and calm down the crowd by the way. The atmosphere: "But to be honest, this is not a bad thing. If the two girls hadn't transformed tonight, the Ministry of Magic and our losses would have been even more serious. Even if they have their own goals, at least the goal is to fight Voldemort the same as ours. "

Kingsley Shacklebolt shook his large, bald, dark head, which caused the gold earring in one ear to wobble, and said, in his characteristic deep, slow voice, : "But it will be different after tonight."

"It's really different after tonight." Dumbledore finally let himself in, interrupting their conversation.

"Dumbledore? Are you..." Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was obviously very puzzled by the fact that Dumbledore, who was supposed to be negotiating with the Ministry of Magic, appeared at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix so early.

"It will be different after tonight...but Kingsley, what we should worry about is Tom's problem." Dumbledore paused, looking at the brows and eyes of the people in the room full of regret and regret, "After you After leaving, Alan Harris fell behind the curtain."

In an instant, an unbelievable exclamation sounded in the room.

"Alan Harris?" Lupine stood up in surprise. There is no doubt that Alan Harris is the most talented student he has ever met. The students still like it, and the other party is sincerely doing things for them werewolves, the marginalized people in the wizarding society.

"My God, what can Daisy do? Her favorite brother... No, I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic to watch her." Thinking of Daisy Harris, his best friend and bodyguard, Tonks jumped out of the chair She got up and rushed to the door without looking back. In a panic, she didn't notice the sundries outside the door, so she tripped over her boots and fell, but she tried to hold the ground with her hands before she landed. He got up and rushed out the door.

Seeing that even Moody, who was cursing, shut up, Harry was a little puzzled by the abnormal behavior of everyone in the Order of the Phoenix, "Behind the veil?" Too many things happened tonight, which made him not give himself back tonight at all. Bewitched by the curtain of the death hall, he almost walked in, even though he was slapped by Allen a few times because of it.

"Potter, it was used as a place where death row inmates were executed in the past. No one who traveled through the past could come back alive." Professor McGonagall explained softly in a much gentler tone than usual. As the vice headmaster of Hogwarts, even before She has a lot of opinions on Allen, but when she heard the news of the other party's misfortune, her eyes were red all of a sudden. It was only her good upbringing that kept her from crying directly.

Harry was stunned for a moment, and after linking the curtain with the arch he had encountered before, he turned his head to look at Dumbledore suddenly: "Principal Dumbledore, you must have a way to rescue Alan, yes wrong?"

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do." Dumbledore sighed regretfully again, shook his head at Harry, and then looked at Sirius, "Harry should go back to Hogwarts, other things will wait until tomorrow Besides, you should all get a good night's rest. Alastor, Kingsley, we need a tougher family with Tom in charge of the Ministry of Magic, don't worry about the Harris family."

Mad-Eye and Kingsley looked at each other and nodded knowingly. Since the Harris family lost their most powerful wizard, no matter how powerful they are, they no longer need too much attention. In this case, Owen became a The new minister of the Ministry of Magic is actually just a good thing for them, because obviously they can only fight the Death Eaters to the end after they have formed a deadly feud with the mysterious man, and they need the protection of Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in history. The Order of the Phoenix is ​​actually considered a good thing.

"Can't Harry stay here for one night?" Sirius looked at his godson with some concern. He knew that Alan and Harry had been close friends. Some practices are still supported, especially at this time, when some evil deeds of the other party are reduced and the help to him is magnified by memories.

"I'm sorry Sirius, I think it might be better for Harry to go back to Hogwarts, he needs to stay with his friends." Dumbledore looked at McGonagall again: "Minerva, if Miss Granger's side Don't punish her for not going back to school tomorrow."

Professor McGonagall nodded quickly and then turned his back. Thinking of the situation of his proud student Hermione at this time, the serious head of Gryffindor couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

Dumbledore sighed and turned to Harry, "Harry, surely you haven't passed your Apparition exam yet?"

"No," Harry replied with red eyes, choked with sobs, "I think I have to be 17 years old...I'm not as talented as Allen..."

"You also have talents that no one can match, Harry." Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder, then stretched out his forearm and said, "Then you need to hold my arm tightly."

Harry grabbed it in a daze, and then felt that Dumbledore's arm was about to break free from his grasp, so he quickly grasped it even tighter, and then he found that the surroundings became pitch black, and he was strongly squeezed from all directions , I couldn't breathe at all, my chest seemed to be squeezed into an iron hoop and tightly strangled. His eyeballs were squeezed back into his head, and his eardrums were pressed deep into his skull. Then, he sucked in the cool morning air and opened his tearful eyes. The pipe was squeezed out, and it took him a few seconds to recover and find himself standing there with Dumbledore, right next to the wooden covered bridge outside Hogwarts Castle.