94 hp Diagon Alley

They found a cage and locked it up.

"Let it go after three days." He said grimly, "for safety." Then he pointed his wand at Ron and Hermione warningly, and gave Gwen, who was watching the show, a roll of his eyes.

Sirius returned to the Order a few days later, which seemed to be earlier than expected by other members.

He came back very loudly, and had a fight with Mrs. Black who was hanging on the wall.

"Bastard! Bitch! Dirty and sinful bastard! Bastard, freak, ugly bastard, get out of here! How dare you defile my ancestor's house—"

"Shut up, you horrible old hag, shut up!" he roared, grabbing hold of the veil Mrs Weasley had just dropped.

Sirius was wrestling in the meeting room, and from time to time, Snape's sneering and sarcasm were mixed in.

When Gwen, Hermione and Ginny came out of the room, they happened to run into the mysterious Weasley brothers.George quickly put his finger to his mouth, "Shh, let's hear what happened."

Then Fred produced a long piece of flesh-coloured string, and from above the stairs, slipped the end of it under the door.

"How dare they! Dementors appear in Little Whinging District!" Sirius did not suppress his anger at all, "Where are the people on rotation? Before I left, the Order of the Phoenix arranged so many people to protect Harry!"

"Obviously," said Snape sarcastically, in a silky but piercing voice, "that cunning thief doesn't even dare to come to the meeting now, thanks to Dumbledore for trusting him."

The voice in Telescoping's ears was silent for a moment, it seemed that Sirius was scanning the entire conference room to see who the culprit of the absence was.

"Mundungus," he cursed viciously through his teeth, "he should be on duty till midnight. If he loses a hair of my godson's head, I'll kill Mundungus Fry Amazing!"

There was a bang in the room. Mr. Weasley had just arrived from the Ministry of Magic. "Don't kill him just yet, Sirius." He breathed more bad news, "The Ministry of Magic is going to expel Harry and destroy his wand for using the Patronus Charm in front of Muggles. — damn the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act."

Sirius slapped the table and roared, and Mr. Weasley pressed him loudly, "It's not over yet - he must go to the Ministry of Magic for trial at nine o'clock in the morning on August 8th."

"Trial?" Mr. Black finally couldn't bear it this time, and he even laughed angrily, "The Ministry of Magic is not going to investigate the Death Eaters, but is busy interrogating a child?"

This Hermione's face turned pale, "It's really disgraceful. They can't expel Harry, absolutely not. The "Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act" stipulates that magic can be used when life is threatened!"

"Keep down, Hermione." Ron's face turned yellow, "Listen to what else they said."

Just 1 minute later, Tonks walked through the corridor on the first floor from dingling. George quickly put away the retractable ears, and when she entered the door, he decisively stuffed it in through the crack of the door.

"...they've changed their minds, and I think Dumbledore may have tested them." Tonks said quickly, "Cedric is still waiting for news at the Ministry. Harry can keep his wand, and whether he's expelled or not will be decided." Decision after trial discussion." Then she cursed an unpleasant word, and Gwen wanted to, "The trial is in the office of Amelia Burns. Head of the Ministry of Magic's Law Enforcement Division .”

All members of the Ministry who worked or worked at the Ministry breathed a sigh of relief. "Amelia Burns is fine," Mr. Weasley added. "She's fair."

"Then," the gritted Sirius asked sharply, "can anyone tell me why the dementors appeared in Little Whinging. I thought those damn stinky rags should all be in Azkaban."

After that, the children upstairs didn’t hear a word, because Dumbledore finally appeared at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and he immediately solved the bugging equipment—the telescopic ear flew back to Fred himself. pocket.

Gwen stomped her feet anxiously, "It's the key point—who sent the dementors!"

Hermione kept pulling her hair anxiously, "I'm not sure, but both possibilities are scary!"

"I beg you," Ron grumbled, "at least explain what the two possibilities are."

"Oh my God, isn't that clear enough, Ronald." Hermione's lips closed up and down quickly, "Either the mysterious man sent a dementor to attack Harry - that means his power is getting stronger!"

"Well, it's really not good news," Ron admitted.

"As for the other kind," Gwen said with dismay, "if the dementors are still under the control of the Ministry of Magic, then someone from the Ministry of Magic ordered them to go to Little Whinging. But what is this for? I'm not a politician , I have no idea what they're thinking."

"Let's imagine ourselves as Percy," said Fred, "and the Ministry might want Harry to shut up."

"Or just cut him off from the wizarding world," said George grimly. "They want to strip him of his wand—what's the difference between that and killing him?"

"I think the purpose of sending the dementor is to kill him." Ginny's eyes were red with anger. "After all, which 15-year-old wizard can deal with a dementor."

"You're right, Ginny," the twins laughed at themselves. "We don't know the Patronus yet."

"They've got to get Harry!" growled Ron. "That's too dangerous! Sirius is back, and Harry can't stay at his Muggle uncle's house anymore!"

That night, the snow-white Hedwig came to No. 12, Grimmauld Place with three letters hanging on her lap.The three letters were sent to Sirius, Ron and Hermione respectively, with only the same short sentence on them.

"I was attacked by a dementor just now, and I may be expelled from Hogwarts. I want to know what happened and when I can get out of here."

Sirius looked at the note and fell silent. He covered his face in frustration and whimpered like a big dog.Gwen was a little surprised he didn't go to Surrey immediately to save little Harry.It's just that the Order of the Phoenix held meetings for three consecutive days, and each day ended later.There were at least thirty wizards in and out of the old house, many of whom they had never seen before.The door had been cast with an anti-disturbance spell, and the retractable ears didn't work, and the twins spent morning and night trying to find their way, and were busy making the retractable ears break the spell's defenses.

On the evening of the third day after the incident, the elites of the Order of the Phoenix gathered in the basement of Grimmauld Square.Moody tapped his wooden legs on the floor as he went over and over the others' equipment and plans.And focusing on Sirius - who was of course also in the team - the handsome dark-haired man said at least three times that he would definitely follow Moody's lead.

Sharp-eyed Ginny told the others that Tonks, Digory, Lupine and Kingsley were also among them.

Gwen also pretended to clean the fireplace, and stretched her neck to look in through the crack of the door, "There is also that screaming wizard, a dignified and elegant witch wearing a dark green shawl."

George took the slender iron rod from her hand, "Sturgis Podmore and Hayes Good Jones are going too."

"They must be picking up Harry." Ron reassured Hermione. "Dad and Bill stayed at the headquarters. I just heard what Bill said to signal."

"If I were you," hissed a black figure wrapped tightly from head to toe, "just go back to your room and stay. Otherwise, I don't mind giving each of you a potion, and let you group A Gryffindor with too much energy can live peacefully for a few days." Snape emphasized the word "quiet" emphatically, and showed an uncomfortable smile.

The students who were all huddled in the basement and pretended to be working were scared by the Potions professor's threat and ran upstairs.Ron rushed into his and Harry's bedroom almost gleefully, and made Harry's bed for the seventh time today.

"Should I remind him that when Harry arrives, he will be the first to ask him why he didn't reply." Gwen's right eyelid twitched.

"And he will be angry at their concealment." George added without fear of getting into trouble.

The Mysterious Locket and the Trial of the Ministry of Magic

After waiting anxiously for nearly four hours, the members of the Order of the Phoenix and Harry returned to the headquarters in the darkness and cold.

Mrs. Weasley asked the children to stay in their bedroom today and never go downstairs, preferably not even making a sound.The little wizards on the second, third and fourth floors wanted to stick their ears to the door, for fear of missing the moment when their friends came home.

Moments later, Harry crossed the dim landing, turned the bedroom doorknob in the shape of a snake's head, and opened the door.

"Harry! Ron, here he comes, here comes Harry! We didn't hear you come in! Oh, how are you? Are you all right? Are you mad at us? You must be. I know we Your letters are useless nonsense - but we can't tell you anything, Dumbledore made us swear to say nothing, oh, we have so much to tell you, and you have so much to tell us - — Dementors! When we heard—and that thing about the Ministry of Magic trial—it was a disgrace. I checked, they can't fire you, absolutely not, "Reasonable Regulation of Underage Wizards" The Binding Act states that magic can be used in situations where life is threatened—"

"Give him a break, Hermione," said Ron, smiling as he closed the door behind Harry.

Gwen