The people in the cell were curled up in a ball and talking to themselves. The two of them were not found standing in front of the cell door.

Phoenix nodded to Watson, who jerked Bellatrix up with his wand, and was pulled by an invisible hand to the iron door, his whole body pressed against the door.

Phoenix looked her up and down, her eyes were crazy, her face was haggard, her hair was dry and split ends, her body was slender, and she might have been a pretty woman before she came in.

"You-"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in listening to your crazy talk," Phoenix said, holding up his wand, "Dementor!"

Countless scenes flashed by, and the images flashed before my eyes like a movie.

When the Wizengamot was tried, Bellatrix shouted to Crouch, "The Dark Lord will be back, Crouch! Throw us into Azkaban, we'll wait! He will reward us in particular! Only we are loyal! Only we manage to find him!"

Torturing the Longbottoms, torturing his wife in front of Longbottom, and interrogating Voldemort's whereabouts, Voldemort handed her a small gold cup to put in the Gringotts vault.

A memory snippet caught his attention.

Snape knelt on the ground, looking extremely nervous, his arms stretched out unnaturally. Bellatrix next to him looked at him with contempt. Voldemort turned his back to him, fiddling with his wand.

"Please—please, master, that woman, Evans is innocent," Snape said in a low voice, "please." ”

"Ah, Severus, you have surprised me. Voldemort said coldly, "You like that Mudblood?" and laughed contemptuously.

"In the prophecy - that child - I have always been faithful to you. Snape convulsed as if he had been whipped, and pleaded again. Bellatrix's eyes were even more contemptuous, as if she was watching something rot.

"That's true, then—" Voldemort turned, his face pale, and his scarlet eyes looking down at Snape, "this little reward is for you, my faithful servant." ”

Bellatrix was taken aback, not expecting Voldemort to accede to Snape's request, and his eyes turned from contempt to disgust.

Phoenix laughed happily, and there was hardly anyone in this place who could laugh. Gradually, even his shoulders shook, trying not to laugh out loud. I found it, and it was a real surprise.

"How shall I reward you?" Phoenix held out a finger and pressed it to her cold lips, she was already groggy. A silver-white phoenix emerged from the air, standing calmly on his arm, her milky white light enveloping her.

Bellatrix let out a comfortable moan from her mouth, and her dirty hands grabbed Phoenix's arm as best she could, preventing him from leaving.

Just a moment's time.

"Alright. Forget it!" Phoenix said lazily. The power to grab Bellatrix is gone, the white phoenix is gone, and everything has become desperate and painful.

"No!" Bellatrix screamed as she fell to the ground, "No!"

Phoenix and Watson had turned and walked away, disappearing into a faint white mist.

In the afternoon he arrives at the Quidditch Boutique, where Phoenix and Melinda stand in front of a broomstick that is incredibly beautiful.

The description next to the broomstick: The Fire Ballista represents the highest level of craftsmanship at present, and its broom is made of ash wood, which is streamlined and exquisite, treated with a diamond-like polishing agent, and has a hand-engraved registration number. Each broom twig at the end of this product has been selected to perfection in its streamlined shape, so that this product is unrivalled in terms of balance and precision. The bolt accelerates up to 150 miles per hour in less than 10 seconds, and its braking mechanism is fascinating. The price is negotiable.

"Do you know what happens if you change this broom for your team?" Melinda asked in a playful tone.

"Of course, if we don't win the championship, I'll be laughed at for years, maybe for eternity. If Draco can beat him, I won't have to break the bank. ”

"You want the team to win so much, why don't you participate?" Melinda was suddenly bored.

"I'm not interested in this thing, you know. Who said that everyone loves this sport. ”

"And what kind of sports do you like?"

"You'll find out next year. Phoenix smiled and stepped forward to ask about the price of the broomstick.

"Good day, distinguished guest, is there anything you can help with?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile on his face when he saw that the boy and girl were dressed in extraordinary clothes.

"How much does a firebolt cost?" said Phoenix.

"You have a good eye, this new broom is the darling of this World Cup-"

"I'm in a hurry, don't read it to me again. Phoenix waved his hand impatiently, uninterested in the rhetoric. He had a lot to do today, and he had to organize his first party in a while, and Melinda and Nott privately translated PA as Peverell's Army, which they felt would be a great way to make the organization extraordinary.

"A single broom is 7,000 Galleons, and if the whole team changes clothes, we can get a discount, and we also give a full set of maintenance kits for free. The shopkeeper was not angry in the slightest, but was eager to try.

"Seven, mail it to Slytherin House at Hogwarts, and note "Marcus Flint" for it. After speaking, he wrote on the parchment used in the store: I, Phoenix Peverell, have agreed to transfer 50,000 Galleons to the Quidditch boutique in Diagon Alley. Then he struck it with his wand, and a triangular eye appeared in the lower right corner.

"This-thank you-" The shopkeeper was stunned, even some pure-blood families would not have a fortune so great as to spend so much money casually.

"Doesn't that feel lucky?" said Phoenix, holding Melinda's hand, as she walked down the street across Diagon Alley

"How?"

"Not every girl can meet a rich, handsome, powerful wizard like me. It's like a fairy tale character. ”

"Why didn't I find out before, you're so shameless. Melinda chuckled.

"Do you know what the most powerful magic in the world is?" Phoenix said to himself, "You can find friends to help you when you are in trouble, and in order to use this magic, you must master a trick 'shameless'." ”

The two came to a coffee shop with a sign hanging at the door saying "Temporarily closed"

There were already four people sitting inside, and Nott, Hermione, Friedhelm, and Philip gathered their eyes at once. This is a gathering of PAs, mainly to get people to know each other and give them contact information.

"Looks like it's all here. Phoenix took six gold Galleons out of his pocket and distributed them among the others.

"Do you see the number on the edge of the coin?" Phoenix, holding up a coin to show the way, "On the True Galleon, it's just a number, representing the goblin who minted this coin." But the numbers on these counterfeit coins change to indicate when the next rally will be. The coin will heat up when you change the time, and if you put it in your pocket, you will feel it. We each took one and I fixed the time for the next meeting and changed the numbers on my coins, because I cast a change spell and everyone's coins would change the same. ”

"Cool, it's a change spell. Philip said.

"That's N.E.W.Ts level. Friedhelm was surprised.

"Nothing, I don't think you know each other yet. Phoenix smiled and waved his hand, got up and began to introduce everyone, "This is Friedhelm Schenkel - this is Philip Falkenhausen - Theodore Knott - this is Hermione Granger - Melinda Bobin." Everyone whose name was called nodded their heads.

"We are here today because we are all the best people in our age. We represent the future, so we should work harder and forge ahead. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer inventions in the wizarding world these days, and people are thinking about them - this is not a good phenomenon, standing still means perdition, this is not alarmist but a fact that has happened. I hope you will remember. ”

There was a brief silence, and everyone seemed to not understand his words. Hermione looked at him with a look in her eyes that she was saying that your speech was terrible.

"Tell me, what are you going to teach us?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh, teach a little bit of this, teach a little bit of that. Phoenix said lightly, he sat down and snapped his fingers, and a cup of black tea appeared in front of everyone.

"Be serious, speak quickly. "Melinda doesn't eat this.

"Very useful magic, especially this year. When you have enough knowledge and ability, we will be working on some innovations in magic. That's why this organization was created. ”

"Where are we meeting?" asked Nott.

"Aha, I'm waiting for this question," Phoenix was glad that someone had finally asked the question, and pulled out five pieces of parchment from his pocket with a poem written on them, "The secret is in this, and this is the last test, a riddle." ”

"It's logical reasoning. Hermione read the poem carefully, and everyone else frowned.

"Yes, for wizards, if you want to go further in the realm of magic, you must have this. ”

"Hey, that's bad. Philip said with a bitter face.

"A lot of so-called wizards or witches have no clue when trying to develop some magical field. It is because they have no logical reasoning at all - this is something that modern wizard education has begun to change, and the popularization of arithmetic and divination throughout the world is a progress. I advise you to take this course. "Pure-blood wizard families don't pay any attention to this aspect, even now.