There were no telescopic ears outside the kitchen door, and it was clear that Fred and George had not succeeded in eavesdropping on the meeting, and Lawrence followed Dumbledore quietly through the long hallway,

Dumbledore opened the door and made an inviting gesture, Lawrence followed him out of the foyer of the old mansion, Dumbledore took the lead and sat down on the steps in front of the door, Lawrence also sat down on the steps, and the door of the old mansion slowly closed,

"I'm actually quite proud," said Dumbledore, "and even after more than a decade of peace, most of the members have not forgotten our faith and honor."

"I must admit that I didn't think I'd approve of you in the first place." Dumbledore confessed, "I thought Sirius might support you, but it was to my surprise that he convinced Emmeline."

"As Moody and Professor McGonagall questioned, there's nothing you can do at Hogwarts for help but help us watch Harry," Dumbledore said slowly, his words revealing a strong confidence, "As long as I'm at Hogwarts, Voldemort won't be there himself."

"Kingsley is a veteran Auror, he is very keen to guess part of the truth, and I have to say that he is experienced and mature, and has behaved like an old member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"Professor McGonagall may have sensed something, she knows your relationship with Severus well, and she knows that Severus's lack of a statement is almost the same as agreeing."

"But whether or not you joined the Order of the Phoenix is not my purpose in holding this meeting," Dumbledore paused to make sure Lawrence had no other reaction, and continued, "I think you see something too."

"Most of the people who agreed to join me were young members." Lawrence replied, and Dumbledore nodded in agreement with Lawrence's judgment,

"Remus is a great example of why we always turn away young wizards who haven't left school yet," Dumbledore said, "Kingsley's judgment is good, and it's not that bad."

"So it's not that the members who agree to your membership don't have these beliefs, Ephias agrees because he trusts my judgment and always supports my decision," Dumbledore explained, "Sirius is a very capable wizard, he agrees with those wizards and witches who are also capable, and scoffs at our age limit, he thinks that if you want to join on your own volition, then you should be allowed to join, and he managed to convince Emmeline, who is a bit like him, This is always the case with a good and proud wizard like them."

"Mundungus's choice is not a surprise to me, he wants as many people as possible to join, and he even wants every member of the team to be more capable than him, so that he doesn't have too many opportunities to take on more dangerous tasks." Dumbledore sighed,

"As for the other young recruits—" Dumbledore looked at Lawrence, as if waiting for him to continue,

"You're trying to tell the new members something through Remus?" Lawrence asked, and Dumbledore nodded again,

"The phoenix is an immortal magical creature, but we don't want eternal life, but until Voldemort is defeated once and for all, our will needs to be inherited forever." Dumbledore said mildly, and he stood up and smiled at Lawrence,

"Remember my request and Severus' request, and if you agree, feel free to go to Severus, who has agreed to tell you those things that you are wondering about."

Dumbledore left, he disappeared into the street after stepping out of the protective area of the old mansion, Lawrence stood up, took out his wand and knocked on the door, and entered the old mansion, he was next to the mountain monster's foot umbrella bucket at the door, and vaguely heard Mrs. Weasley shouting upstairs for the children to come downstairs for dinner.

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The news that Lawrence was unable to enter the Order of the Phoenix was enough to discourage the twins, who had been listening tirelessly into the content of the meeting, from joining the Order of the Phoenix, but that did not prevent them from eavesdropping on the inside of the Order of the Phoenix with greater enthusiasm.

It's just that since Lawrence attended that meeting, he didn't follow anyone else to eavesdrop on the content of those meetings, and to paraphrase Fred, "Lawrence wishes there weren't any meetings now, so he can spend more time with Fleur."

It's been almost a month since the summer vacation, and the letters of complaint sent by Harry have piled up like a small mountain, but Dumbledore had told everyone a long time ago that he couldn't tell Harry anything about the Order of the Phoenix.

But just last night, Lawrence just heard the sound of Fred and George coming downstairs, just less than a minute, the two of them returned to the fourth floor in frustration, and knocked on Lawrence's door, this was an extremely failed eavesdropping operation, the five of them were caught by Dumbledore in the stairwell on the second floor,

"I suspect you walked straight to the stairwell on the second floor and pulled out your telescopic ears, not noticing Dumbledore standing nearby." Lawrence laughed when he heard the news,

"He must have used the Illusion Charm, okay?" Fred complained,

"If you're here, you'll be able to remind us." George also complained,

"Not necessarily." Lawrence's smile receded, "If Dumbledore doesn't want to be seen, there's always a way for him."

"It's time to revamp our telescopic ears?" Fred looked at George, who nodded solemnly,

"Without that line, the chances of being found are greatly reduced." Lawrence advised, "It's like listening to Wizard Radio."

"Good idea, but let's not mention that yet, Ron and Hermione said that our poor little Harry was running out of life in the Muggle family." George said blinking, "He must be giving up on himself thinking about how we forgot about him."

"So the two of them are going to order Duke Honey's premium candy box for Harry's birthday," Fred continued, "and they asked if we had any more Galleons to support."

"Garon—" George let out a painful cry, "not enough."

"Garon—" Lawrence picked up his tone as he pulled out a densely written sheet from the parchment scrolls scattered across the bed, recording all the current possessions of the three of them and the magical materials they still needed to acquire,

"This month—there are about twelve gold galleons, four silver sicos, and fifteen bronze nats left to use." Lawrence squinted and quickly calculated the result, and handed the parchment to the twins, "Our owl mail order service hasn't started yet, and we still have to buy experimental materials, production materials, and a large part of it will be left for future store rentals - Merlin willing, Galleon don't depreciate." (Note 1)

"I suppose each of us can sponsor a Golden Galleon?" Fred said bitterly, "Mundungus told us last night that he could get some 'interesting' gadgets."

"The Daily Prophet will be running our ads starting tomorrow," said George, hopefully, "and hopefully we will get enough orders by then."

"Well, I think it's almost time, and they should finish their regular meeting." Lawrence jumped out of bed, waving his wand and tidying up his appearance,

"Isn't it boring for you to go out for a walk every night?" George asked,

"It's not boring." Lawrence replied,

"I look forward to the day when you're bored." Fred snickered maliciously,

"Is this your experience from the past?" Lawrence fought back, "Don't worry, I'll tell Angelina the truth."

"We have something to say—" Fred shouted with a laugh,

"But I do notice," said Lawrence, "and Ginny doesn't seem to like Fleur very much?"

"Well, yes," said George, laughing, "you wouldn't have noticed it before."

"It's always hard to guess what a girl thinks," Fred said, shaking his head, "even if this girl is our little sister."

"But in that case," George said, "I think it's because she was supporting uh in the first place...... Another young lady?"

"Well, speaking of 'this,' you and Fred had a lot of fun betting a few times, right?" Lawrence squinted, staring at the twins' scalps tingling, and then with an abrupt explosion, Lawrence cast a phantasmagion and disappeared from the room,

"Well, this can only save twenty seconds at most, right?" George said sourly, as he and Fred picked up the parchment rolls scattered on Lawrence's bed, filled with their business plans, and the next second, he and Fred bumped back to their room.

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Note 1: According to Quidditch Through History, in the sixties of the thirteenth century, one hundred and fifty Galleons at that time was equivalent to more than one million Galleons today.