Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Not long after, the doorbell of number four, Privet Drive, rang. Vernon jumped up from the sofa and trotted to open the door.

"Mr. Swan, you are here!" Vernon said anxiously, "You must see Dudley. He has been shaking since the attack just now. But Dudley said he didn't see anything, he just felt very cold suddenly, and then he seemed to never feel happy again."

trembling?

Didn’t Harry just say that he chased the Dementors away as soon as they showed up? The fat guy shouldn’t have been sucked by the Dementors like in the original book. He must have been simply scared.

"Ordinary people really can't see Dementors. Don't worry. I'll just check it out."

Following Vernon into the living room, Sebastian saw Dudley sitting on the sofa, his face pale, holding a large piece of chocolate in both hands, chewing mechanically while trembling, while Petunia, with a worried look on her face, whispered comfort to him.

"Chocolate is very effective. There is no problem with Harry's treatment." Sebastian nodded and took out a small bottle of potion from the traceless stretch bag. "However, if you think the effect is too slow, you can try this. Joy potion. You will be full of energy and vitality immediately after drinking it."

Vernon took the potion, hesitated for a moment, then quickly walked to Dudley and asked him to drink it without saying anything.

After a few seconds, Dudley's face quickly turned rosy and his originally stiff expression relaxed.

"Mr. Swann," Penny hesitated and spoke with difficulty, "I heard from Harry that the man who killed Lily is back again. Was the Dementor tonight sent by that man?"

Vernon's face looked very ugly when he heard what Petunia said. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally gave up the idea.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with that person. It's just that someone wants to cause trouble for Harry." Sebastian smiled and comforted him softly, "Besides, there is magic protection here, so you don't have to worry about your safety."

As he spoke, Harry ran down the stairs, carrying the cage containing Hedwig.

"Professor, my luggage is packed and I can leave at any time."

"Okay, let's calculate the time. You've been back for almost thirty days. Let's go."

After saying goodbye to the Dursleys, Sebastian took Harry to the lawn outside the house, then he grabbed his arm and disappeared in a flash.

After a familiar squeezing feeling, Harry found that the two of them had come to a wilderness.

"Professor, aren't we going back to Swann Manor?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Of course we go back," Sebastian said with a smile, "but before that, we need to make a detour. There is an urgent meeting at the Order of the Phoenix that I need to attend."

Order of the Phoenix?!

Is it nearby?

It's quite mysterious.

Harry immediately perked up and followed Sebastian closely. "Professor, why is the Order of the Phoenix located in such a remote place? There is not even a single family living nearby, and it is overgrown with weeds and looks very desolate."

"Remote?" Sebastian couldn't help laughing. "Don't let Ron hear this, or he'll be mad at you."

"Ron?" Harry looked confused. "What does this have to do with him? His home is not here."

However, as soon as he said this, his expression suddenly changed. He found that he could not remember the exact location of Ron's house no matter what.

Not only that, but all the memories about Ron's home, such as the appearance of the house, the layout of the living room, what Ron's bedroom looked like, etc., all became blank.

This is not right!

I've been to Ron's house several times, so how come I don't have any impression of it?

"Professor," Harry was a little flustered for a moment, "I think there's something wrong with my memory!"

"Don't panic," Sebastian said calmly, "This is the effect of the Fidelius Charm. Mr. Weasley has contributed his family as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix."

In the original book, Sirius Black contributed his home, 12 Grimmauld Place, as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. However, now Sirius Black can't even enter his own home, let alone contribute his house.

Sebastian initially planned to give Dumbledore a property from his own name as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. However, before he could take action, Mr. Weasley took the lead and took the initiative to propose that his house be used as the base of the Order of the Phoenix.

However, compared with 12 Grimmauld Place, the space of the Weasley family was obviously a bit cramped. In order to solve this problem and avoid disturbing the lives of the Weasley family too much, Sebastian simply donated a magic tent and set it up directly in the yard of the Weasley family.

This magic tent provides ample space for members of the Order of the Phoenix to hold meetings and rest, while ensuring confidentiality while also preventing the Weasleys' house from being turned upside down.

Sebastian said softly, "For safety reasons, Dumbledore personally served as the secret keeper and protected their home with the Fidelius Charm, so there is no need to worry about harassment from the You-Know-Who."

Harry suddenly realized and the uneasiness in his heart finally dissipated.

It turned out to be the curse of loyalty!

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with my brain.

"Professor, I have a question. Why don't you just join the Order of the Phoenix, but become a special advisor?"

After hearing that Dumbledore had established the Order of the Phoenix to fight against Voldemort, Harry wrote a letter directly to Dumbledore, expressing his desire to join it.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore rejected his request on the grounds that he was too young, which made him very unwilling.

In contrast, Sebastian was personally invited by Dumbledore, but chose to assist only in an advisory capacity, which always puzzled Harry.

To be honest, this doubt has been weighing on his mind for a long time, and he decided to take this opportunity to get to the bottom of it.

Hearing Harry's question, Sebastian smiled and patiently explained, "The management of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​too loose, and the composition of its personnel is a bit complicated. I don't like it very much, so I didn't join it directly, but became a special consultant."

"Take today for example. Dumbledore clearly arranged for Mundungus to be on duty, but he actually left his post without permission, forcing you to cast spells outside the school, which gave the Ministry of Magic a handle."

"Then again, even if Mundungus is here, he can't do anything. He doesn't know advanced spells like the Patronus Charm. In the end, you'll have to do it yourself."

"However," Sebastian changed the subject, "everything has two sides. With this incident, your chance to join the Order of the Phoenix has come."

Harry became excited. Although Sebastian didn't think much of the Order of the Phoenix, he was different. He dreamed of joining it.

He couldn't wait to ask: "Professor, where is my chance?"

"It's simple," Sebastian said with a slight smile, "This trial by the Ministry of Magic is your chance."

"In the Order of the Phoenix, most people think you are too young and it is too early for you to join the Order of the Phoenix."

"So, you have to show everyone that you are no longer a child, but a mature warrior who can calmly deal with any accidents and tests on your own."

"As long as you perform well in the Ministry of Magic trial, I will personally recommend you to join the Order of the Phoenix."

"Okay, we're here." Sebastian stopped and took out a piece of parchment and placed it in Harry's hand. "Read it and remember what's written on it."

Harry took out a magic lantern and read the words on the parchment:

The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was located at the Burrow on the outskirts of the village of Ottery St. Catchpole.