Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

The Burrow......

The moment he saw the name, the memories of the Burrow seemed to be unsealed and flooded into Harry's mind. Warm scenes emerged in his mind, familiar laughter, the aroma of stew, and the Weasley family around him.

Harry raised his head suddenly, and a familiar and lively courtyard appeared before them as if it had suddenly emerged from the air.

In the middle of the yard is a house that looks shaky but stands firmly in a miraculous way. The outer wall of the house is made of bricks and wooden boards, covered with traces of random repairs. The floors become narrower as they go up, like an asymmetrical building block tower, with a sense of modern art beauty.

The windows are of various shapes, some are even barely pieced together with a few pieces of old glass, and the window frames are painted bright red and green. Although they are a bit peeling, they make people feel warm and familiar.

The roof was covered with mottled tiles, and a few iron chimneys protruded from it. White smoke rose up and slowly dissipated in the night sky.

The most eye-catching thing is the big magic lamp on the top of the house. The shape of the lamp is a flying phoenix with lifelike feathers, emitting soft light, illuminating the whole yard like daylight.

"So cool!" Harry couldn't help but admire, "That magic lamp is amazing, I've never seen it before when I came here!"

"That was Fred and George's work. They said it was to celebrate Dumbledore setting up the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix in their house."

As he spoke, Sebastian took the parchment from Harry's hand, raised it and shook it, signaling his attention: "Remember, important information must be burned after reading."

He loosened his grip, and the parchment slowly fell to the ground. However, before it touched the ground, a ball of blue flame suddenly rose from the paper and burned it up in an instant.

"Let's go, don't keep everyone waiting." Sebastian walked forward, stretched out his wand and knocked lightly on the door.

Accompanied by the mechanical sound of metal colliding, the gate of the courtyard creaked open to both sides.

"Cool, the door is brand new too, did Mr. Weasley pay for it or did the twins make it?"

Before he could investigate further, Harry saw a yellow shadow rush out from the open door.

He looked down and saw a large, furry, ginger face that looked like it had been squashed raising its head and whining at him.

"Crookshanks! Did Hermione ask you to pick me up?" Harry bent down and rubbed Crookshanks' big head.

Crookshanks meowed and turned his head to look behind him.

Harry looked up and found Hermione standing not far away, waving at him desperately. Ron stood beside her and shouted loudly.

"Harry, why are you still standing there? This isn't your first time here, so don't be so formal."

Harry grinned, and immediately stepped forward to give each of them a big hug.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Mrs. Weasley came out from the front door of the house with Ginny. With a warm smile on her face, she hugged Harry in her arms, almost breaking Harry's ribs.

"Harry, I'm so glad to see you. You look thinner. You must have worked hard practicing spells. You guys can go into the house and watch magic TV. Ron, remember to take out the candy you bought."

As she spoke, she walked towards Sebastian: "Everyone is here, Dumbledore has also arrived from the Ministry of Magic, and the meeting has already begun. Let's go, Sebastian."

Sebastian nodded and walked with Mrs. Weasley to the magic tent next to the house.

"Come on, buddy. Even if we stay here, we can't hear what's being said in the tent. Fred and George have tried many times." Ron hugged Harry, who was greeting Ginny, and dragged him to the living room.

"How many people came today?" Harry gestured to the magic tent outside. Even though he couldn't hear what was being said, he couldn't hide his curiosity.

"Quite a few, including Professor Snape, Lupin, Sirius, Neville's parents, Professor Moody, etc. There are probably more than twenty people."

Ron counted on his fingers and said, "By the way, there's an Auror named Nymphadora Tonks. She's a natural Metamorphmagus, very interesting. You must meet her."

"But she doesn't like people calling her Nymphadora. Just call her Tonks, or she'll get angry."

"Also, she's a huge fan of Lupin, and she'll be happy if you talk to her about Lupin."

"It's quite interesting," Harry sat on the sofa and took the juice brought by Ginny. He thanked Ginny first, then continued to ask, "Are there usually so many people here?"

"Not really," Ron picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth, "Usually there are only a few people here, but today it was mainly because of the attack you got into that almost everyone is here."

Ron shuddered at the thought: "Dumbledore was furious. When he found out that Mundungus had left without permission, his face was so gloomy that I've never seen him like that."

Speaking of Mundungus, Harry felt a little depressed. He scratched his hair and said dissatisfiedly, "I heard Professor Swann say before that the Phoenix Society sent people to protect me, but I only found out today that they usually stay opposite the Dursleys' house, with their neighbor Mrs. Figg."

"Sirius must have been there too, but he didn't come to see me before. That's really not nice of him."

"Harry," Hermione volunteered to explain, "I heard Sirius complain that Dumbledore had ordered not to disturb your uncle and aunt's normal life."

That’s how it turns out…

Harry nodded slightly, picked up the juice and took a sip.

Judging from Sirius and Uncle Vernon's personalities, if these two met, they would probably quarrel. In this case, it would be better not to meet. At least he would not be caught in the middle.

"Harry," Hermione took out a thick magic book and placed it on the table, "I checked. The Ministry of Magic has no right to destroy your wand, let alone sentence you for breaking the law."

"Look," she said, looking at the legal text in the book, "It's clearly written here that there is no problem for underage wizards to use magic when their lives are threatened. As for the trial at the Ministry of Magic, with Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Swann here, you will definitely be fine."

"I'm not afraid," Harry said confidently, "I can't wait for that day to come. Professor Swann said that if I perform well this time, he will personally recommend me to join the Order of the Phoenix."

"Hermione, the clause you found is very useful. I will prepare it well and embarrass Fudge and the others."

Snap, snap, with two unique explosions that only Apparition would make, Fred and George suddenly appeared on the sofa.

"Hello, Harry," the two men pushed Ron aside, "You're right, you want to let the Ministry of Magic see how powerful you are. We all support you."

"By the way, you just said that the professor would recommend you to join the Order of the Phoenix?"