On the first floor of Grimmauld Place Twelve, the portrait of Mother Sirius had been screaming countless times tonight, and every member of the Order of the Phoenix and the tenants who arrived listened numbly to the words that were repeated from time to time,

Mrs. Weasley had already driven the children up to the second floor, but she didn't notice that in that dark and inconspicuous corner, a strange ear was sitting quietly, and Fred and George were watching the movement on the first floor through the gap in the stairwell.

It wasn't until Dumbledore arrived that the portrait of Sirius's mother let out a short scream, and then the curtain was pulled up with a snap, and no more chattering noises were made, Dumbledore did not go directly into the kitchen, but came to the stairwell, he glanced at the stairwell casually, Fred and George held their breath, and at that moment they both felt that the plan had been revealed,

But Dumbledore didn't do anything and turned away, the kitchen door slammed shut, and the twins breathed a sigh of relief, they looked at each other, years of pranks and good quality of night walking, they could make the decision to act according to the original plan without talking,

The telescopic ear slowly came to the kitchen door under the control of Fred's wand, George also knocked on the door of the second-floor room and living room, Hermione, Ginny, and Ron walked out, all with excited and somewhat uneasy expressions on their faces,

Fred sent the flesh-colored ropes one by one, then pointed to his ears and tucked the ropes into his ears.

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"Good evening, everyone," Dumbledore closed the kitchen door and looked around at everyone sitting at the long table, then he sat down, "Welcome to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix."

"Everybody has a drink on hand, right? Well, as you may know, some of you have already started to carry out the tasks that I have given you, and those who do not have them yet will be involved in our two main missions in London, and the formal meeting will start later, when I will explain what we want to do at this stage, and what we will do."

"First of all, I would like to salute all of you, new and old, for all of you who have shown selfless courage in joining this fight against Voldemort."

"I must be proud to say that each of our old members of the Order of the Phoenix, whose name is more or less spread in England, I have no doubt that many of them are the ones Voldemort desires to kill with his own hands."

"I'm not saying this to scare you, Mundungus," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I'm going to highlight a few new members tonight."

"Kingsley. Shackle, I'm sure everyone has heard of this person's reputation, and there's no doubt that Kingsley is a good and powerful Auror, and it's a great advantage to have an Auror of this rank join us."

"Nemphadora. Tonks, oh don't stare at me like that, well, young Auror Tonks, I don't like people calling her name."

"Bill. Weasley, the Egyptian Gringotts spell solver, is in charge of our good communication with the elves." (Note 1)

"Charlie. Weasley, a dragon researcher at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary, is responsible for making more foreign wizards for us."

"Cedric. Diggory, the young man of the Diggory family, unlike his father, did not choose to join the Department of Magical Creatures Management, but became an Auror trainee, I must say that in the past, we have very few active Aurors joining us, and having so many Aurors join will be one of our great advantages this time."

"The last one, a little girl from France, Fleur. Delacour, she did a great job in the Triwizard Tournament that ended recently, and having foreign wizards willing to join us means we're not alone."

"I must once again greet all of you, with you joining us, we have the opportunity to continue to move forward in the increasingly difficult battle, please raise your cup - to the Order of the Phoenix."

"To the Order of the Phoenix." Everyone read it silently, and then drank the wine from the glass,

"Bill and Charlie are going back to Egypt and Romania, and they won't be attending any later meetings." Dumbledore said, "Now, I want you to get acquainted with each other, maybe it's a good idea to have dinner together?"

Dumbledore stood up and bowed, then turned and looked up, his blue eyes seemed to be able to pass through the ceiling, his mouth moved slightly, and he said in a voice that no one else could hear,

"So, Lawrence, please don't look any further at the later meeting?"

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Lawrence, who was in the room on the fourth floor, opened his eyes, and was not surprised that Dumbledore found him, he heard the footsteps of the Weasley twins tiptoeing past the door, and also heard Mrs. Weasley calling for the children to come down for dinner, but he lay on the bed and didn't want to move, he closed his eyes, unexpectedly, the nightmare did not strike, Lawrence slept soundly until he woke up the next day,

Lawrence pushed open the door to the room and walked downstairs, he guessed that it might be early, for the whole old mansion was silent, and as he passed the stairwell on the third floor, a lazy voice came from a portrait,

"I want to say who it is, it turns out to be you, a mudblood......

"Who are you?" Lawrence narrowed, and he wondered if he should pull out his wand, "I think I've seen you?" In Professor Dumbledore's Headmaster's Office?"

"Of course you'll see me there," the portrait says, dressed in a Slytherin silver-green outfit and touching his goatee, "I'm the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and my name is Phineas, Phineas. Nigelles. Blake."

"Now tell me, mud...... Little Muggle-born fellow," Phineas's dark eyes stared warily at the spark from the fingers of Lawrence's right hand, and he ordered instead, "Why are you in this place so early?"

"I just passed through here, or did you make me stop here," Lawrence said impatiently, "I'll shut up if I were you, or I'll go back to the headmaster's office."

"This is our Black house, and I can come as much as I like." Phineas replied contemptuously,

"Young people always think that the world should revolve around them," Phineas did not wait for Lawrence to reply, but continued to speak causticly, "always emotionally unstable and full of pathetic thoughts for frivolous little things."

"I wouldn't say that if I were you," Lawrence pulled out his wand, Phineas was clearly prepared, he quickly shrunk out of the frame, leaving only an empty portrait, Lawrence quickly realized that Phineas was in front of Harry and Ron's room, and Harry had obviously arranged for Harry to live on this floor,

"Harry. Potter hasn't arrived at the mansion yet, and if you don't want Dumbledore to fail your mission, I advise you not to say that word." Lawrence demonstratively let his wand spew out a cloud of sparks, and there was a grunt from the edge of the frame, Lawrence put away his wand and walked downstairs, he came to the second floor and didn't plan to stay longer, ready to go to the first floor,

"Come here."

Lawrence stopped alertly, he turned his head to look at the door of the living room on the second floor, although he was one of the first tenants to move in, he had never entered the living room, he hesitated, and then stepped forward, and was about to turn the doorknob,

"Is that you? Lawrence?" Mrs. Weasley's voice rang out from the stairs as she walked down the stairs, "I thought it was Mondongus who was going to come in early in the morning and steal something to steal and sell."

"I heard a little noise." Lawrence pointed to the living room, Mrs. Weasley's face became tense, she took out her wand and motioned for Lawrence to step aside, and then she turned the doorknob of the living room, she obviously thought that there was someone hiding in the living room, but when she opened the door, there was nothing, and the morning sun came through the cracks in the heavy curtains,

"Bang." The desk vibrated slightly, and Mrs. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief,

"It could be a boggart, my dear," said Mrs. Weasley, "but we haven't had time for this stuff lately, and we have too much to do."

They exited the living room, and Mrs. Weasley tapped her wand on the doorknob of the living room, and the door clicked to lock.

Note 1: There was no inducement, so Bill did not return to the UK.