Chapter 599: Phoenix Society Non-Staff Member
"Do you know where Kyle used magic?"
Looking at Hermione's reaction, George said angrily: "The Leaky Cauldron, it's unbelievable!"
"This is impossible!" Hermione blurted out: "I've read in a book that the function of the trace is to detect magical reactions in an area. In a place like the Leaky Cauldron where wizards gather, the Ministry of Magic can't find out who used magic."
"But we saw the letter with our own eyes." Fred said.
"And we confirmed it many times, and we definitely didn't see it wrong."
"But..."
Hermione wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.
"Okay, dear." She took the two to the kitchen, "Anyway, they are all fine now, that's enough.
"I think you must be hungry, I made beef pies and roast chicken, as well as various jam breads..."
Mr. Weasley did not come in with them, "Okay, I have to go."
"Let's finish lunch first."
"No, there is still a lot of work waiting, I can't leave for too long. "
With that, Mr. Weasley Apparated away.
Fred and George also immediately became interested. They also Apparated from the hallway to the kitchen.
"That's enough, both of you." Mrs. Weasley was startled and shouted, "You can use magic, but that doesn't mean you have to use magic for everything you do. And I've said it many times, don't Apparate in the room!"
"Okay, Mom!" Fred and George responded, and then ran away with a smile.
Based on Kyle's understanding of the two, they probably didn't take it seriously.
During the meal, Professor Moody and Tonks also came back. Several people sat together, and Mrs. Weasley distributed beef pie and mashed potatoes to everyone's plate.
"So, you have joined the Order of the Phoenix too?" Tonks said happily, and her hair turned into a bright golden color.
"Actually, I'm not sure. "Kyle said that Dumbledore had not told him this explicitly, but since Mr. Weasley had invited him, it meant that he had obtained Dumbledore's consent in advance.
So, Kyle was not sure whether he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, or was he a temporary worker now?
"It doesn't matter. I think Dumbledore must think you are not old enough." Tonks said, "Just like the others."
She glanced at Harry and the other two sitting opposite.
"Wait..." Ron said hurriedly, "Aren't we members of the Order of the Phoenix yet?"
"Of course not." Tonks said with a smile, "Every official member of the Order of the Phoenix must sign a magic contract. Have you signed it?"
"This..." Ron and Harry looked at each other. They really hadn't seen any magic contract.
"After all, you are still students." Lupin said, "But as long as you can be in this house, you are all trustworthy people. When you graduate, you can join the Order of the Phoenix naturally, I promise. "
"But that will take another three years. "Ron sighed, poking at the mashed potatoes on the plate in frustration.
He thought he had joined the Order of the Phoenix and was excited for a long time, but in the end he found it was a false joy.
"Don't say that, Remus." Tonks' hair turned a light pink again, "There are conditions for joining the Order of the Phoenix. What if their grades are too poor and they don't meet the requirements."
"What?" Ron said subconsciously: "It depends on the grades?"
"Of course." Moody said gruffly: "The Order of the Phoenix is to fight against the Death Eaters. How can we not be strong enough? Instead of going to die, we might as well stay in a safer place."
After that, he lowered his head and sniffed the beef pie in front of him, as if checking if it was poisonous.
This action made Mrs. Weasley very dissatisfied.
"Alastor, I made all this myself. "
Moody didn't say anything.
Of course he knew this, but it's not easy to change a habit that has been maintained for decades.
If he doesn't check it, he won't eat it even if it's something he made.
Mrs. Weasley angrily gave him the smallest portion of mashed potatoes, which was probably only a small spoonful.
But Moody himself didn't care.
Everyone enjoyed the meal very much, and everyone was excited for Kyle and Harry.
Everyone was chatting while serving the food, and the topic soon shifted to Moody and Sirius.
"Will you go to Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked, "Continue to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
"I will definitely go." Sirius said without hesitation, "I dare say that the curse must have expired. In this case, what is there to worry about?"
"Great! "Harry said excitedly, but the next second, he suddenly covered the scar on his forehead with his hand.
But everyone's attention was attracted by Sirius, and no one noticed this.
"Alastor, what about you?" Tonks asked.
Moody hesitated for a moment and did not answer.
After Voldemort's resurrection, he was destined to be very busy. Whether it was guarding against Voldemort's sneak attack or investigating the whereabouts of the Death Eaters, it would take a lot of time.
But at the same time, the poor defense against the dark arts of Hogwarts students also worried him.
After all, they will face Voldemort next, and they cannot do without the ability to protect themselves, so he has been hesitating about what to choose recently.
As for Sirius... To be honest, his strength is very good, but his teaching ability is a bit average, and he can only be considered barely qualified.
"Let's talk about it later." Moody cut a small piece of pie with a table knife and put it in his mouth, saying, "Maybe Dumbledore can find a better professor."
"I don't think it's likely." Kyle muttered softly.
Although it is not clear what the situation is this year, the curse should not be over.
And under normal circumstances, no one would want to take this job. If there is, it must be that he forced a friend to come.
Anyway, Dumbledore has many friends. If he grabs one a year, it will definitely be no problem to continue for another fifty or sixty years.
In a cheerful atmosphere, this lunch gradually ended.
After that, Tonks and Moody returned to the Ministry of Magic, and Kyle found Sirius who was chatting with Lupin.
"What did you say? Books?"
"Yes." Kyle nodded, "The Black family has been passed down for so long, there must be a lot of books here, I want to see."
"Well, let me think..." Sirius frowned slightly, thinking hard for a long time, but he couldn't remember where the books in the house were.
He knew there was a study upstairs, which was his grandfather's room. There were probably a wall of books in it, but Kyle definitely didn't want those.
"Kreacher, Kreacher!" Sirius shouted loudly without a clue.
He didn't know, but he was not the only one here.
Soon, Kreacher, the house elf, appeared in front of him.
"Master Sirius, Master Kyle." The elf bowed and said, looking very excited, "Do you want to eat raspberry cookies?"
"We have already eaten." Sirius said casually, and then asked: "Do you know where the books here are... Not in the study, but in a place like a library."
"Of course Kreacher knows." The elf said proudly, "The old master specifically told Kreacher to protect it no matter what, and said that it is the most important wealth of the Black family."
Kreacher suddenly began to sob and said: "Master Regulus' favorite thing before was to go to the library, and now Master Sirius finally asked Kreacher."
A touch of embarrassment flashed across Sirius' face.
To be honest, if Kyle hadn't asked, he might never have thought of looking for the library in his life.
But seeing the house elf crying, he was too embarrassed to tell the truth.
"Yes, yes." Sirius said with a wandering look, "Take us there, we want to go inside and take a look."
The elf glanced at Kyle, and his expression seemed a little struggling and hesitant.
Because someone had told him before that only people from the Black family could go to that place.
"Why."
Since Kreacher had not responded, Sirius could not help but frown and said, "Can't we go?"
"Of course there is no problem." The elf made a decision in his heart, "Although Master Kyle is not from the Black family, he brought Master Regulus back, and even if the old master knew, he would definitely agree.
"Kreacher will take you there right away!"
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