A friendly day at Hogwarts

Mundungus was a little distracted for a moment.

Unlike when facing other members of the Order of the Phoenix, he would always take off all disguises in front of Dumbledore.

"I understand, Dumbledore." He took a deep breath, "I'm going to help Mad-Eye and the others."

All members of the Order of the Phoenix, including Dearborn and Professor McGonagall, were summoned to the headquarters, and even Lockhart, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared in the crowd.

He has changed a lot during this time, and he looks a lot more haggard and depressed. He has long lost the high-spiritedness he had when he was around Fudge, and he no longer has the signature smile that hangs on his face all day long.Apparently, he wasn't having an easy time at the Ministry since parting ways with Fudge.

Of course, apart from them, there is one person who is definitely not here.

Severus Snape.

As a double agent, when such a war is about to begin, it is even more necessary for him to stay with Voldemort and wait for opportunities.

"Why don't you see Severus?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly and said, "Severus has more important tasks and will not participate in today's action."

No one doubted his words, but Mrs. Weasley raised another question: "Alastor, are you sure? Those children...really fell into the hands of Death Eaters? Could it be. ..”

Her face was filled with worry, not just for Harry, but for her youngest son, Ron.

For her, her family was always the most important thing. Ever since she learned about Voldemort's return, this had always been her biggest worry.

"Sorry, Molly..." Dumbledore said slowly, "At present, all the evidence points to this possibility."

"Oh, God..." Mrs. Weasley could no longer hold back her tears and threw herself into Mr. Weasley's arms, unable to suppress her cries any longer.

Everyone was silent for a while, not knowing how to comfort her.

The atmosphere became a little solemn, and Dumbledore spoke again: "The matter may be as serious as you worry, Molly."

Mrs. Weasley looked up with a sob at his words.

"Voldemort's purpose is to get that thing. I believe that with Harry's wisdom, he will definitely notice this and use it to threaten the Death Eaters. If they want to get the thing smoothly, they will not dare to hurt Hermione and Ron."

Mrs. Weasley seemed to be persuaded by him and subconsciously looked up at her husband. Mr. Weasley nodded quickly.

The encouraging effect of this sentence was particularly obvious, and the tension in the entire room was dissipated a lot.

At this moment, Mad-Eye suddenly stood up, walked to the door, and yanked it open.

"Ouch!"

With several exclamations, the twins who were originally leaning on the door lost their balance and fell in.

Ginny stood behind them, telescoping ears in hand, bewildered.

"What do you want to do?!" Mrs. Weasley quickly wiped away the tears on her face and returned to her usual tigress-like majesty.

"Harry is also our friend. Of course we want to rescue Harry with you!" Fred said immediately.

"Don't even think about it!" Mrs. Weasley stood up and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Mr. Weasley shook his head without hesitation: "This is impossible. You have no idea what you are facing in this operation."

George looked very unconvinced: "We have become adults!"

"Being an adult doesn't mean you have learned enough." Lupine persuaded patiently, "After all, you haven't graduated from Hogwarts yet, right?"

Fred was reluctant: "There is only half a year left. We have already mastered what we need to learn, and with the defense association organized by Glenn and Harry in school, we are fully capable of handling the battle."

He said and looked at Glenn, and George looked at Sirius for help.

"I think..." Sirius secretly glanced at Mrs. Weasley and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Glenn.

"Sorry, Fred," he said, "I agree with Remus this time. I don't deny that you have mastered enough spells, but those exercises were done without threat, completely It can’t be compared to a real battle.”

"Well...Glenn is right..." Sirius agreed.

Many members of the Order of the Phoenix were opposed to their joining, even Glenn and Sirius, who were most likely to support them. Fred and George had no choice but to take Ginny and slam the door in anger and leave.

It was obvious that if they hadn't been able to stay together, Ginny would have found a way to join in no matter what.

"Please keep an eye on them, can you?" Glenn said to Qiu, "I'm worried that they might find a way to sneak out together."

"Okay." Qiu nodded lightly, "If Morgana and I don't go either, they will probably be able to feel more balanced."

She said, getting up and going to find them with Morgana.

"Let's talk about the arrangements for tonight." After they left, Dumbledore spoke again, "Gilderoy, I need you to see Fudge..."

"Ah?" Lockhart looked confused, "Why? Even if I go to find him, I'm afraid he won't want to see me, right?"

"Indeed, so before that, you have to find Rufus Scrimgeour first." Dumbledore nodded, "You have to tell him that Voldemort is likely to bring someone to break into the Ministry of Magic tonight and let him Always be prepared.”

"Will he believe it?" Sirius asked, frowning.

Dumbledore said without hesitation: "Don't worry, he may hesitate, but he will definitely believe it."

"So, I'm going to ask Scrimgeour to take me to Fudge and tell him that Voldemort will show up at the Ministry of Magic, right?" Lockhart asked again.

"That's probably it." Dumbledore nodded, "But don't worry, wait until our news comes before looking for him."

Lockhart nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

After making arrangements for Fudge, Dumbledore looked at Mad-Eye.

"Alastor, it's still early. If I guess correctly, Voldemort will probably choose late at night." He said thoughtfully, "We need a few people to stay there in advance, bring your invisibility cloak, and see Let us know as soon as you get to Harry."

"no problem."

Mad-Eye immediately stood up to make arrangements. Sirius volunteered, but was rejected without hesitation.

"I know you are worried about Harry." Moody shook his head and said, "But at times like this, the more patience is needed. We'd better find someone who works in the ministry. Kingsley, thank you for your hard work."

"it is good."

Kingsley, who had always been calm, nodded, took the silver-gray cloak he handed him, and apparated away without delay.