It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 357

After confirming that Harry had memorized the information on the parchment in his heart, the letter suddenly spontaneously ignited, destroying all the records on it.

Then Sherlock took Harry to the outside of house No. 11. He first made sure that there were no idlers at this time, and made a boring move of poking his head out of his room to look in their direction, and then told Harry road.

"Think seriously, you just saw that address on the paper."

And just when the string of place names emerged in Harry's mind, a dilapidated door appeared out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13 in front of him, and then the dirty walls and gloomy windows also appeared. Appeared, and it looked as if an extra house had suddenly swelled and pushed things apart on both sides!
A house was suddenly squeezed out of no gaps at all, and the movement caused was of course very loud, but the Muggles living in the rooms on the left and right sides seemed not to notice it at all, and the architecture and geology changed drastically. .

Sherlock gave Harry a slight nudge from behind.

"Hurry up and go in, there are many people inside waiting for us."

Together they walked up the battered stone steps. The black paint was peeling off, the door was scratched left and right, and the silver knocker was in the shape of a large coiled snake. There was no keyhole and no letterbox.

Sherlock tapped on the black door with his wand, and with a loud clang of metal and a rattling sound like a chain, the door creaked open.

The room behind the door was pitch black, but when they walked in, the candlesticks on both sides lit up one after another, and the dim yellow light illuminated the space here.

Walking through the hall, someone inside seemed to have heard the movement, there was a flurry of footsteps, and then Harry heard the sound of men and women talking excitedly.

"Don't get in my way, I'm going to be at the front!"

"Don't you know Forrest, Tonks?"

"I haven't met Harry a few times! Besides, Sherlock was really handsome that night! If I don't like handsome people, I'd fall in love with him!"

The owner of the voice walked in front of them very quickly, and Harry saw that eight or nine people suddenly appeared from around the corner as if some audience were entering the venue.

Some of these people were people Harry had met, and Sherlock seemed to be on good terms with them.

"Ah, Sherlock, if you don't count the incident a few days ago, the last time we met was during the Quidditch World Cup last year."

A dark-skinned wizard, whom Harry knew as Kingsley, hugged Sherlock.

That bluffing witch with curly violet hair, named Tonks, was a Transformmagus.

One of the pale, middle-aged wizards, Harry, was even more familiar to him. He was Professor Remus Lupine, who had been an assistant teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts for a year.

The other three wizards are Efia Dogo, Dedalus Diggle, and Sturgis Podmore, and the two witches are Emmeline Vance and Heska Jones.

Harry didn't know these people, even Sherlock had met them once at the party when he joined the Order of the Phoenix three years ago.

The last person to come out was Mrs. Weasley, she was still holding a spatula in her hand, she was wearing an apron, and she looked like she had just walked out of the kitchen.

"You came at the right time, the meeting is just about to start."

Sherlock and Kingsley were chatting and the group walked towards the further interior of the corridor together, and Harry was about to follow them forward when Mrs. Weasley grabbed his arm.

"No, Harry, only members of the Order of the Phoenix are allowed to attend the meeting. Ron and Hermione are upstairs, and you can wait with them until the meeting is over."

Harry could only watch helplessly as Sherlock and a group of adult wizards walked into a room inside.

He was also full of doubts now, looked up at Mrs. Weasley, and asked.

"What is the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Ron and Hermione will explain everything to you, dear, I really have to hurry." Mrs. Weasley led Harry upstairs and whispered distractedly, "Here , They came to the second landing of the stairs, you are the second door on the right, I will call you after the meeting is over, you can come down and have something to eat."

Just as Harry went upstairs, Sherlock and a group of people had already walked into a meeting room.

This room is huge, and a huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, illuminating every darkness here.

There was a long table in the middle of the room, which looked very similar to the four tables belonging to different colleges in the Hogwarts auditorium. At this time, many people were already seated around the table.

Dumbledore was sitting in the first seat, and when he saw Sherlock and the others walk in, he nodded to him and indicated the empty seat on his left.

This chair was obviously reserved for Sherlock alone, and Sherlock sat on it without refusing or tweaking anything.

After he sat down, he had time to look at the dozens of wizards sitting here, many of whom were his acquaintances.

Facing him obliquely, sitting fourth from Dumbledore's right hand, with a cold face, the person looking at him in this direction was none other than Snape.

And Professor McGonagall, sitting directly opposite Sherlock, with Dumbledore sitting first on the right.

Next to him was a handsome middle-aged wizard with a sallow complexion. After careful identification, Sherlock realized that this was Harry's godfather, Sirius.

Compared with seeing him at that time a year ago, he seemed to have cleaned himself up a lot, which made Sherlock not recognize him for a while.

And Moody, sitting opposite Sirius, beside Snape, he also nodded slightly in response after meeting Sherlock's eyes.

Others were Arthur of the Weasley family, the eldest son Bill, Mundungus who had taken care of Harry before Sherlock, and Kingsley Tonks who had just taken his seat.

The people sitting here are definitely not all members of the Order of the Phoenix, but most of the mainstays have gathered here.

Seeing this scene, Sherlock couldn't help but feel a surge of water in his heart. One hundred and eight heroes gathered in Liangshan to do justice for the sky, overthrow the Ministry of Magic, and recreate the weird feeling of the world.

Before he had this strange feeling, Dumbledore's calm voice echoed throughout the conference room.

"Okay, now that everyone who can be here has arrived, today's meeting is just beginning. Let's not talk about other gossips. Let Sherlock talk about the situation he encountered when he rescued Harry."

(End of this chapter)