Wizards of Hogwarts

The Order of the Phoenix, a secret society of wizards that became famous at the end of this century, dedicated to resisting the most powerful Dark Lord Voldemort and the army of Death Eaters in history, is now just a prototype.

Even the term "prototype" is not very appropriate, because the current organization is actually just a small international wizarding network established by Dumbledore through his personal charm and friendship. The mission of the organization is to secretly deal with those Major events that threaten the survival of the wizarding world, such as the Grindelwald Revolution in recent years.

Most of the members in the "prototype" are extraordinary wizards that Dumbledore met in the past, including the famous French alchemist Nicolas Flamel, and Eulali, the youngest professor since the establishment of the American Ilvermorny School. Hicks, etc., even Newt is a candidate for the Order of the Phoenix.

In fact, the name "Order of the Phoenix" was just a temporary idea that Dumbledore came up with just now.

As for why it is called "Order of the Phoenix", there are two reasons.

First, there is a story circulating among the Dumbledore family that whenever any member of the Dumbledore family is in urgent need, the phoenix will fly.It's a real phoenix, not an Irish phoenix.

Second, on the magic alchemy liaison device built by Nicoléme himself, the raised part of the cover is engraved with a flying golden phoenix.

Dumbledore believed that other members of the organization would not reject the name.

However, Dumbledore's confidence obviously will not affect Elrohir's decision.

"Order of the Phoenix" Elrohir asked nonchalantly, "What is that?"

The time and place of the invitation are bad, and Elrohir is not interested at all.

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said: "A peaceful wizard organization dedicated to dealing with unknown dangers."

Elrohir picked up the cold tea, took a sip, and then asked indifferently: "Is this the real purpose of your visit today?"

Naturally, Dumbledore would not say that this idea was just a temporary idea. He only came up with it after realizing that Elrohir came from a mysterious and powerful underwater race with extremely high magical talent.

"That's more or less it." Dumbledore said vaguely. He turned to look at Newt and said, "Newt, if you are willing to join the Order of the Phoenix, I would also welcome you. I have always been optimistic about you. Among the people I know, I I appreciate you more because you never craved power or popularity, you just wanted to do the right thing, no matter the cost."

Newt looked at Dumbledore in surprise and said nothing.

After a while, he said dryly: "Thank you."

Dumbledore looked at Elrohir again, waiting for his reply.

"I don't think I have any interest in joining the Order of the Phoenix you mentioned." Elrohir said coldly, "Maybe you can ask Newt for his opinion, maybe he will join."

"Okay, but let's think about it more." Dumbledore stood up from the sofa neatly and nodded to Newt, "It's getting late, so I'll leave first. I have something to do at Hogwarts. Wait for me to deal with it.”

Elrohir sat on a cushioned chair, drinking herbal tea silently, turning a blind eye to Dumbledore's behavior, which seemed a little rude, but he was really not welcome to Dumbledore.

Newt stood up and said to Dumbledore: "See you next time, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore took a deep look at Elrohir, his eyes paused for a moment on his pointed ears and wrists, and then immediately started to disapparate.

Elrohir and Newt were the only two people left in the living room.

At this time, Elrohir finally relaxed her tense body and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Being in such close contact with Albus Dumbledore, a top wizard, was a lot of pressure for Elrohir.

Elrohir had long been prepared to draw his feather sword at any time to deal with the enemy. Fortunately, no conflict broke out.

With his mind calmed down, Elrohir took a big gulp of the tea that had completely cooled down in the cup. He chewed the yellow-green tea leaves in his mouth, and the slightly bitter taste made him calm down even more.

"What do you mean by Dumbledore?" Newt sat down and asked Elrohir in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Elrohir asked.

After Dumbledore left, facing Newt alone who was not good at Legilimency, Elrohir naturally did not need to keep the Occlumency in progress at all times, and her tone of voice also changed from the original Furui Mubo to a much more lively one.

"I'm talking about Dumbledore's actions, of course," Newt said. "His behavior today was weird, at least in my opinion."

Elrohir asked: "What image does Dumbledore have in your impression, Newt?"

"Very talented, gentle and kind-hearted, with a calm demeanor. Everything he does is extremely organized and rarely acts out of whim." Newt gave a long paragraph of excellent comments, "He has a lot of qualities. High insight and quotient, able to understand a person’s true character, not just judge a person’s quality.”

"Are you Dumbledore's little fan?" Elrohir said speechlessly. I'm asking you what Dumbledore's image is like, and why are you praising people in such a fancy way?

"Little fanboy" Newt wondered, "What is that?"

Elohirpi replied without a smile: "He is just a little man who wants to hold Dumbledore in his arms."

"You." Newt glared, "Forget it, I won't argue with you."

After a while, Elrohir waited for Newt to calm down and asked: "By the way, do you know about the Order of the Phoenix?"

"I don't know," Newt hesitated for a moment, "I've never heard of that name, but"

"but what"

"I can't guarantee the accuracy of the information. It was what Theseus once told me." Newt reluctantly gave his brother's name.

"Go ahead."

"Torgil Travers" noticed Elrohir's doubts, and Newt took the initiative to explain, "The Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the British Ministry of Magic is also the immediate boss of Theseus and Leta."

Elrohir gave a gesture: "Continue."

"Travers suspects that I was sent to the United States by Dumbledore," Newt organized. "He and Theseus said that behind Dumbledore, there is a very small international network of contacts, which means It's against the rules of the Ministry of Magic."

"Do you believe this?" Elrohir asked.

"No, I don't believe it." Newt shook his head and said, "Dumbledore is not Grindelwald. He will not do anything that violates the laws of a country because of personal interests."

Elrohir asked: "In other words, he may have violated the requirements of the Ministry of Magic because of other interests."

"If the Ministry was indeed wrong," Newt said cautiously, "then I think Dumbledore would do that."

Elrohir asked again: "Speaking of which, Newt, were you sent to the United States by Dumbledore?"

"Not really," Newt shook his head, "but it was Dumbledore who told me where Frank was and where he came from. Because of that, I would go to Egypt first and then to the United States."

"Well," Elrohir paused, digesting the information in Newt's words, "Do you think that small international network is the Order of the Phoenix that Dumbledore just mentioned?"

"It's very possible," Newt said. "The Dumbledore family does have an unusual relationship with birds like the Phoenix. Because of Frank the Thunderbird, I have studied other great birds that exist in the world. I know that Dumbledore Blido's great-grandfather once owned a phoenix, but after his death, the phoenix flew away and was never seen again."

Albus Dumbledore, Order of the Phoenix.

These two terms wandered back and forth in Elrohir's mind, and his mind swayed with these two images.

"I have decided." Elrohir stood up from the sofa.

"What did you decide?"

"I'm going to run away," Elrohir said seriously to Newt, "I don't want to see Dumbledore's bald face again in the next few months."

"What?" Newt frowned, "What are you going to do in the next few months?"