In just the first week of school, Phoenix felt that the schoolwork was heavy, and each teacher didn't care if they could complete it, constantly reminding them of the importance of OWL and the reasonableness of leaving so much homework.

The homework assigned by the teacher was not difficult for him, but it still consumed him several nights to write. Anyway, Friday night, they finally had time to rest. Phoenix still insisted on finishing Professor Trelawney's dream interpretation.

"It's been a choking week. Noether slumped in his armchair. Bress came from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

"You'll be glad of the news," Bress has been listening to the specifics of Harry's confinement for the past few days, "Professor Umbridge punished Potter for copying sentences, and you're right. ”

"Oh, really?" Phoenix was making up his dreams, and Draco was on the sidelines. Hearing the result, he raised his head and asked.

Knott shrugged and said, "So take out your bets." ”

"Oh, well, you're in luck. Reluctantly, Draco went back to his dorm room and pulled out his and Phoenix's booze. Ask Knott what he plans to do with it.

"Wait until it's time to celebrate, so that Professor Snape won't know about it, and we can celebrate with joy. ”

"It's—it can be a dream," Phoenix wrote on parchment of the new inspiration. "I'm at a party celebrating a Quidditch victory—"

Draco returned to his seat and continued to write with gusto. It's almost certain that it's not homework, and no one laughs while writing homework.

"What are you doing?" said Phoenix, looking at the dysfunctional Draco as he finished writing the dream interpretation section.

"New song, you know," Draco smiled and shook his head, feeling like admiring his talent, "Weasley's fool is going to tryout for Team Gryffindor, and I can cheer him on tomorrow." ”

"That's good, don't wake me up when you leave tomorrow. ”

"You're not going, oh, please," Draco discouraged, "it's going to be fun, trust me." So if you go too, I'll borrow Montay's dream interpretation homework. ”

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" said Phoenix, with his arms outstretched, a 'you're kidding' expression.

"Yes. Draco replied crisply, knowing that Phoenix would definitely agree in order to save trouble.

"Damn, who gave you courage. ”

"Maybe he should go to Gryffindor. Knott said.

"Yes, sometimes I think our branch is too sloppy. Phoenix nodded in agreement.

On Saturday morning, Phoenix sat lazily at the table, cutting sausages and eating them while reading the newspaper. Daphne next to her suddenly stopped, staring at the "Daily Prophet" that had just been delivered.

"The Ministry of Magic has learned from a trusted source that Sirius Black, the notorious murderer - wait, wait - is currently hiding in London!"

"But it didn't work, they hadn't been able to catch him for so long. Phoenix yawned and brought himself a cup of coffee, "Maybe it will make the people feel like the situation is still under the control of the Ministry—at least know where he is." ”

Phoenix knew that Sirius was really in London, and he wasn't worried that the Ministry of Magic would catch Black, as the Aurors in charge of hunting him down were among the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

He flipped the page, and most of the page was occupied by an advertisement for the "Madame Morkin's Robe Store," apparently in a sale at a reduced price. There is also a headline at the bottom: Trespass Stoji Podmore, Chinese New Year's Eve, lives at No. 2 Golden Chain Flower Park in Krapen District, and is currently on trial in Wizengamot, accused of trespassing into the Ministry of Magic on August 31 and attempting to commit robbery. Podmore was captured by Ministry of Magic guard Eric Munch, who discovered that he had attempted to break through a Level 1 secret door at 1 a.m. Podmore refused to defend himself and was convicted on two counts and imprisoned for six months in Azkaban.

He remembered that there was this person on the list of members of the Order of the Phoenix, how could he be caught? It seems necessary to contact Snape, although he is not the only one with the Order of the Phoenix, but the informant has been sent to contact some high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic who may be on the side of the Order of the Phoenix, a task that means that the latest information within the Order of the Phoenix will not be available for a long time.

The international plate, as always, looks like a chaotic world.

The headline reads: A Muggle military plane strayed into the vicinity of Wan Bangcheng and shot a guardian dragon, and after urgent discussions, the Muggle pilot was handed over to the Pacific Rim Joint Command. Wizengamot will go to trial in the coming days, accused of illegally trespassing Wanbangcheng and killing the fire dragon on September 2, and then escaped. There has been debate about whether Muggles are used in the various laws of the wizarding world, and if they don't know it, it shouldn't be considered illegal.

A Muggle cruise ship met a group of migrating merfolk in the Atlantic, recorded by a Muggle machine, the cruise ship was registered in Italy, and the Ministry of Magic had urgently sent amnestics to the cruise ship -

He scribbled through the news.

"It's time to go, Phoenix. Draco ran over excitedly, as if someone was going to train them in a moment.

"Okay, okay, here we go. He swallowed the sausage in his mouth and set off with the group.

They came to the castle in large groups, and many people followed them, in addition to Slytherin, there were other house Quidditch players, Gryffindor was always the most active in training, and everyone wanted to know something.

The weather is good today. The light is soft, the breeze is gusting, and in the distance there are some owls flapping their wings hovering over the owl tower.

They were in the stadium with a few couples, a few sneaky seniors, presumably to spy on Gryffindor's intelligence and training programs, and a fan club in Phoenix, but the numbers had dropped significantly from last semester. There were also a few figures on the opposite side who were sporadically cheering on Gryffindor, or some students chatting and reading.

"When are you training?" Nott asked Draco as he waited for training to begin.

"Oh, next week. Montay plans to train every two weeks, so it's hard to schedule. ”

"yes, most of the team went in through the back door. Brayce said disgruntled that Draco had chosen to become temporarily deaf.

"Here they are—"

No sooner had they walked out of the Gryffindor dressing room than the Slytherins erupted in a burst of disgruntled boos and laughter, and the troublemakers, who had gathered in the middle of the stands, reverberated loudly around the empty pitch.

"What's a Weasley's broomstick?" Malfoy said in a contemptuous tone, "why would anyone cast a flying charm on moldy broken wood like that?"

The crowd laughed loudly and screamed wildly. They rode around the field on their broomsticks, and as they passed the Slytherin stands, they booed again, and Ron was visibly red in ears and face as he flew past Phoenix. That's exactly what they're for.

"Alright, right here," Angelina said loudly, hovering and soaring in the sky with a Quaffle under her arm, then slowed down and flew in front of the team, waiting for them to stop and gather around her, "Okay, everyone, let's pass a few balls to warm up, all the team members pay attention-"

"Hey Johnson, what's that hairstyle?" Pansy asked in a shrill voice below, "why would anyone want to make themselves look like an earthworm is coming out of their head?"

"Okay, let's get ready, I want them to surprise. Draco commanded the crowd to stand, with a few people holding musical instruments. (To be continued.) )