Phoenix spent only a few days of his summer vacation at his parents' house in Germany, because Watson, with the help of the Ministry of Magic, spent a year figuring out that the last person who could be found in the Resurrection Stone was a man named Marvolo Gaunt, the last living descendant of Slytherin.

When he left, only his mother took the time to see him off. Phoenix didn't have much feeling in his heart, he was already used to being alone, in a different world.

The hooded man stands on a country road flanked on either side by tall, tangled hedgerows. A flash of fire appeared next to the man, followed by a man with a hood. However, it can be seen that he is still a child.

"Good evening, Watson. ”

"Good evening, Master Phoenix. With that, Watson led him along the path, towards the wooden signpost ahead.

"I hope the ring is still in their house. If someone takes it away, it's really looking for a needle in a haystack. ”

"Master, that Morfin didn't have the ring on his hand when he was tried for the second time at the Ministry of Magic, and old Gaunt was already dead by then, so it is likely that someone stole it, or he took it for granted. Watson took him to the left and made a steep run down the hill.

"Either way, we'd better prepare for the worst," he continued, glancing at the valley landscape, "get two Muggles, in the past." ”

"What is the relationship between Marvolo Gaunt and Tom Marvolo Riddle?

"Old Gaunt has a daughter, but he disappeared when he entered Azkaban, and we only find out that the Dark Lord was in the orphanage in his early years, and that Dumbledore himself went to pick him up. ”

"Orphanage, that's interesting. So he's half-blooded. Phoenix chuckled softly.

Coming to the bar, the Muggles seemed to be cheering loudly, celebrating something. Everyone was cheering, looking at a strange box with Euro 1992 written on the left and right ends.

"Out of body!" Phoenix can use magic around Watson, because the Ministry of Magic traces can only detect magic, but they can't tell who the caster is, and his family also has an informant in the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

A Muggle in front of him suddenly vomited, and the people next to him immediately carried him out of the bar, where no one noticed that two strangely dressed men had ever visited.

A dilapidated house half-hidden in the middle of a patchwork of trees. Watson's wand lit up with a glimmer, and he went to check for defensive magic first.

"Safe. Watson said cautiously.

The two men who followed them had cold expressions on their faces, and their eyes were confused and ignorant, and they didn't know where they were. They entered the ruined ruins, where debris was everywhere, and the rotting floor was not solid and could break at any moment.

"Okay, let's find out. Anything suspicious should not be let go. "Phoenix did not show a disappointed expression, not being confused by the sight in front of him, the basic quality of a magician. And the detection magic told him that there was soul magic here.

The faint sound of turning stones or wooden blocks is like some kind of wild animal roaming around the house.

"Found it. Phoenix flipped over a piece of rotting wood, faint waves of magic emanating from the damp earth. Watson nervously came over, his wand held steadily in the air. Phoenix stepped back to make room.

The ground arched slightly, and a golden locket suddenly jumped out. To be on the safe side, he asked the Muggle with the flag painted on his face to open it, and a rough, ugly black gemstone gold ring lay quietly in the box.

A combination of a Horcrux and a resurrection stone is really not easy to do. Looking at the ring, Watson looked at it for about ten minutes. Only then did he speak: "Very powerful spell, I can cast it." But it's hard to crack it, and the slightest mistake can trigger another protective magic, which is very ingenious. ”

Phoenix nodded, since the best thing to do is this. He nodded at Watson.

Muggles with flags painted on their faces, pick up the ring. The moment he put it on, he snorted, was knocked away by an invisible force, fell to the ground and convulsed, and his skin became shriveled and scorched and lifeless.

Phoenix didn't step forward and picked up the ring. Another Muggle, as if not seeing the death of his companion, put on the ring. More than ten seconds passed, nothing happened, and he maintained the posture of wearing the ring. Wearing a pair of quaint brown gloves, Phoenix carefully removed the ring. "Copy in pairs. A complex constantism enchantment was then used to keep this perfect replica from disappearing for years to come, as it wouldn't be there forever according to Gamp's basic law of transformation.

"Put it back in protective magic. "Give the fake ring to Watson.

"Avada suo!" a green light, the Muggle, still wearing a ring, began to spew nosebleeds.

"Forget it, it's better for you to deal with it. Phoenix grimaced.

He was very puzzled in his heart, it stands to reason that such an important thing should be strictly protected. However, there was no trace of magic in the whole process, except for the protective magic on the ring, and the protective magic was still a one-off. Is he really stupid enough to think that no one can find out about his relationship with the Gaunt family? But it's not good to say, before Hogwarts went to school, he had read about Horcruxes, the world looked at souls too simply, and it was extremely risky to split his own soul. They do it in a very crude way, which inevitably leads to unpredictable consequences.

And the trail of the ring is not difficult to trace - it is likely that his father deliberately left it for him, yes, perhaps he already knew the whereabouts of the resurrection stone, and most of the protections have been lifted. That makes sense.

There was a burst of heat from inside the room, and then Watson came out and nodded, signaling that everything was taken care of. Phoenix walked back the way he came, and Watson followed half a step behind.

"Isn't there still no clue at all about the Cloak of Invisibility?"

"Young master, not at all. Not at all. I suspect they may have changed their names or even intermarried with Muggles. In this way, they will no longer be shown on the wizard's family tree. ”

"It doesn't matter. I wasn't interested in it either. How's the Ministry of Magic staffed? It's not going to be the same as last year. Eden landed lightly on Phoenix's shoulder, looking around curiously.

"The Auror Command, the Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, the Office of Floo.com, and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, all of these key departments have our people, plus people from the Department of Mysteries - but the people from the Department of Mysteries will be directly accountable to you. ”

"Good. But why didn't I see him?" Phoenix knew that his father had begun to infiltrate England years or even a dozen years ago, and how could he have taken refuge with only one of his men.

"I think that's what the lord meant, and he'll show up when he's supposed to be. ”

"Have you found the man I wanted, knowing that we're going to be in England for a long time, and since Professor Dumbledore thinks he's coming back, we'd better be prepared. ”

"Young Master, it will take some time to sift through this, after all, the conditions you are asking for are very high. Watson had a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"Make this a top priority. "A flash of red light Phoenix disappeared in the hedges when it came.

The next day, Phoenix was busy again. It took hours to think of a name that didn't come up with anything new. The "Phoenix Society" is abbreviated as P.A. This is not for recruiting for future wars, but only for academic discussions. Studying magic alone is always boring.

Choosing the right prospect from this long list of achievements is not an easy task. However, it is not enough to have only paper data, and when the school starts, we have to confirm whether they have real talent and learning, rather than just studying hard.