Chapter 615: The Huge Difference in Strength

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In an affirmative tone, he said, "Recognizing the gap between you and Voldemort is essential to saving your lives. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

There is a huge disparity in strength between the people of the Order of the Phoenix and Voldemort, and even Dumbledore is powerless to face Voldemort, let alone others. If the people of the Order of the Phoenix could not even recognize this most fundamental fact, all their actions would have been in vain.

George's terrifying black eyes were like the most terrifying monsters, like the most powerful spells. Moody bet he wouldn't feel such a lot of pressure even when an Avada Curse was fired at him.

He was trembling, he was absolutely not afraid, he still clearly remembered what he was saying in his mind, he kept ordering his body, "Move, move for me." ”

But he didn't even have the strength to hook his fingers, he didn't even have the ability to turn his eyes, and even the magic eye in his eye socket seemed to be frozen. The only thing he could do was shiver.

It was something that even the most powerful bondage spell couldn't do, but just looking at George's horrible black eyes, the unthinkable happened.

This subverted all common sense in Moody's for the past few decades, how could a wizard be so powerful!

Moody's heart was filled with panic, "Is this the power possessed by the most powerful wizard in the world, and if Voldemort also has such power, then how can we possibly be able to fight against this demon king." ”

"So, it's time for us to go now. George set his eyes on Lupin.

George's words seemed to have boundless magic, and Lupin nodded and walked to Ron's side.

He said slowly, "Next, we apparitions will go to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, Mr. Soros, please come with me. ”

George walked over to Lupin's side and put his hand on his shoulder. Lupin grabbed Ron's shoulder with his hand and began to apparition.

The world swirled, and they appeared in front of a dilapidated house.

It was a filthy and dilapidated building, with thick mud and dust on the walls, gaps and cracks in the doors, and eerie windows as if they hadn't been opened since they were built.

"It's really. George frowned slightly, hoping that when he entered the room, he would not be so tattered and dirty.

Lupin explained with an embarrassed face, "The history of this place is too old, and no one has lived in it for a long time, and we haven't been here for a long time, and we are slowly cleaning up this place." ”

He continued, "We also have to be careful not to get the attention of the Muggles around us, so our cleanup is progressing very slowly. ”

Lupin drew his wand and tapped on a silver knocker in the shape of a large coiled serpent, followed by the loud sound of many metal crashing and a clatter like a chain. The door creaked open.

"I hope you'll be a little more responsible, it's dirty in here. Lupin said embarrassedly.

He turned to Ron again, "Ron, stay close to me, don't touch anything, you'll see your mom in no time." ”

They walked into the almost pitch-black foyer. The air was damp, dusty, and a sweet, rotten. The place feels like an abandoned empty house.

"I'll get a little light out. ”

Lupin whispered, flicked his wand, and a row of old-fashioned gas lamps lit up on the wall, casting a flickering unreal glow on the peeling wallpaper and polished carpet of the long, eerie foyer.

A spider-web-like chandelier flickered overhead, and portraits blackened with age hung crookedly on the walls.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Ron's mother, Mrs. Weasley, stepped out of a door at the other end of the foyer. She walked towards them in three steps and two steps, a warm smile on her face.

She nodded at George and said kindly, "Long time no see, Mr. Soros, it's a pleasure to see you." ”

As she spoke, she pulled Ron over and hugged him fiercely in her arms. Then, she pushed Ron away a little and looked at it carefully, "It seems that you are doing well, much easier and fatter than your two brothers." ”

She turned to George again, "You're a little early, and you'll have to wait a little longer for lunch." ”

George asked softly, "What about Dumbledore?"

Mrs. Weasley looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Soros. You're a little too early, Dumbledore just wasn't there, he's usually there at night. ”

Although Dumbledore sent George an invitation, it was really impossible for Dumbledore to stay in the house all day waiting for George's arrival, and under normal circumstances, they thought that George would only arrive at night.

George put his hand on his forehead and made a headache expression, "Okay, it's my fault, I came too early, I don't like to stay up late." ”

He shrugged, "I'm still in the stage of growing my body, and I'm used to a regular schedule. "He's not an unreasonable person, after all, he didn't contact the time in advance, and when he came too early, it was no wonder that he missed it.

Seeing George's understanding, Lupin said gratefully, "Then now, if Mr. Soros is interested, I can show you around this house." It's dirty and shabby, but it's a lot of history. ”

He explained, "This is the mansion of the oldest and most famous pure-blood wizard family, the Black family. There's a lot of old collections here, and we're packing up the house, so there might be something in there that will interest you. ”

George looked around at the historic room layout, and with some interest, he said gently, "It's okay, maybe there will be a collection here that I don't have." ”

He had never seen such an old house. After all, although wizards are old-fashioned, most of them still pay attention to some quality of life. It is not easy for this eerie and ancient dark wizard's abode to be preserved for so long.

"If there's anything you like, please take it, I'll be very happy if I can help you. A loud voice said briskly.

The voice came a tall, athletic, handsome man with black hair and dark gray eyes.

"Hello, are you?" asked George, curiously, he felt that the man in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.