Chapter 274

On Friday night, when Harry slept in the soft bed, smelling the faint laundry detergent fragrance of the quilt, he felt peaceful and leisurely, and the best school life was nothing more than this.

Early Saturday morning, when Hedwig sent Sirius Black's letter, reminding him to go to the Order of the Phoenix meeting in the afternoon, he couldn't help but let out a groan: wanting to be a middle school student who only needs to worry about exams was impossible for him.

"Harry, where are you going?" Luo En was a little curious about his movements.

"I'm going to attend the Order of the Phoenix meeting, you know, it's just a group of adults gathering together to discuss how to deal with Death Eaters." Harry shrugged.

"So cool, can I go?" Luo En's eyes were full of hope.

Harry really didn't want to dampen his spirits. At least in his opinion, the work of the Order of the Phoenix seemed to be just gathering together to talk, so why exclude these aspiring young people?

However, the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was located in Deng Buliduo's old house, and it was said that it was protected by a Fidelius Charm. Whether from the nature of the club or the characteristics of the Fidelius Charm, Harry didn't think he could bring Luo En to this gathering.

"I'll try to introduce you to them." He said. "So we can go together next time."

In the end, Luo En stayed at school with some regret, while Harry came to the Three Broomsticks, had a light meal of roast ribs and sweet corn with Sirius Black, and then apparated to Godric's Hollow, preparing to go to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw Elphias Doge stretching his neck to look. When he saw that the people who came were Harry and Sirius Black, he showed a little disappointment.

"Ho, Doge." Sirius Black greeted him. "What are you doing here?"

"Ah, it's like this, do you remember what we said last time?" He said. "A big shot from the Ministry of Magic is coming. I mean, I'm hesitating, we certainly shouldn't expose the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix easily, but if we don't do this, where can we show our sincerity enough?"

"Ministry of Magic? To hell with it, I don't care at all." Sirius Black said disdainfully.

"Yes, of course you can not care, but you have to know, the Ministry of Magic represents legitimacy." Doge kept rubbing his hands while speaking. "We can't let the Ministry of Magic treat us as terrorists, we are still counting on the help of Aurors."

"What can Aurors help with?" Sirius Black was not in a hurry to leave, but stood here and started talking to Doge. "And their number is also quite limited."

"Yes, the most important thing is, we don't intend to go to war, so even if the Aurors decide to help us, it doesn't make any sense." After Harry finished this sentence, he suddenly felt that he understood Doge a little bit. "Oh yes, conversely, precisely because we don't intend to go to war, we will need to get the official support of the Ministry of Magic."

"But, even with official support, it won't make any sense." Sirius Black shook his head. "Don't forget we still have to collect Horcruxes and eliminate Death Eaters. Counting on the Ministry of Magic to help say a few words, will the clues of Horcruxes jump in front of our eyes? Or will there be Death Eaters who abandon darkness for light because of the recognition of the Ministry of Magic?"

"On the contrary, the Ministry of Magic just hopes that we will please them like this." Sirius Black said unhappily. "Let the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters compete under the rules they set, so no matter who wins or loses, they will become the biggest winners."

"Is that so?" Doge looked at Harry seriously. "I thought they were on our side, after all, you see, for such a long time, *The Daily Prophet* has been praising Harry."

The three were silent for a while, and suddenly three figures appeared in the air. Harry looked carefully and couldn't help but feel very kind: the leader was Johnny English, and the two people following him were not completely unknown to him. One of them was someone he had met once, Johnny's deputy Bough; the other was a newcomer in the Auror Office. Harry couldn't quite remember his name, but he remembered that he was walking with Johnny at the Quidditch World Cup.

"Hello, Harry." Johnny shook hands with Harry solemnly, then nodded to Doge. "Hello, Elphias."

"Ah yes, you are..." He looked at Sirius Black, was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "What is your name here?"

"You can just call me A-Hei." Sirius Black said.

"Yes, yes, let's just call it that for now, the Black family is very famous, it's very normal to have a few more people." Johnny seemed to respect the official report of the Ministry of Magic very much, insisting on denying the fact that "Sirius Black is at large".

"Let me introduce, this is my assistant Bough, this is the elite Auror Clister Lindonwan." He said. "We are prepared to send an Auror to join the Order of the Phoenix to provide you with help, if you are willing to accept it."

Just at this time, the active Auror Jin Wei Silai Shacklebolt ran over. When he saw Johnny, he was stunned for a moment, and then said in a flat tone: "Aberforth decided to change this meeting to the Hog's Head Inn."

"Not bad either." Sirius Black put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Do you want hot or cold butterbeer?"

After a dizzying Apparition, they appeared in the dilapidated, dirty Hog's Head Inn. Harry shook his head, didn't notice that many people were looking at him, and blurted out: "I want cold."

Then he regretted it, because he saw Aberforth use a rag that was perhaps originally pink but now pitch black, reached into a cup full of oil stains and wine stains to wipe it, and then handed it under the big barrel containing butterbeer. Immediately after, a cup of liquid with a thick sheep smell was handed to Harry.

Fortunately, Elphias immediately started introducing the three Aurors, and people's attention was quickly focused on them. No one paid attention to whether Harry's lips really touched the cup.

"I think this is a very meaningful thing, we need the help of formal Aurors." Jin Wei Silai said seriously, as if his own Auror work was just a temporary job. "But the problem is, what should we let the Aurors do?"

"I need to remind you of one thing." Johnny interrupted. "Only one Auror will stay, the Ministry of Magic only gave one quota."

"This Bough is my assistant, who has received my true teachings. Both his way of thinking and his ability to act can reach a level not inferior to mine." Johnny introduced with satisfaction. "And this Clister is a newcomer, I don't know why, the Minister insisted that I bring him, but he is certainly a qualified Auror—who do you want to stay?"

"Clister." Jin Wei Silai said without thinking, and Harry pulled his sleeve anxiously.

"I think it's better for Clister to stay." Doge also said.

"Obviously what we are going to do is more suitable for someone like Clister to participate." Sirius Black immediately followed up.

"Oh?" A hint of disappointment appeared on Johnny's face, but he quickly shrugged. "Then that's it, let's go back to the Ministry first, wish everyone success."

After the two left, Sirius Black leaned down and said to Harry in a very low voice: "We all know English is a straw bag, and perhaps even he himself knows it."

Harry looked at the clearly very shrewd and capable Clister with some confusion.

"So, if we chose Bough, that would almost be telling the Ministry of Magic that we don't intend to cooperate." He lowered his voice and said. "Choosing Clister, and then finding him something that looks very meaningful, but actually has no impact at all, and can be done for a long time, is more appropriate."

"In fact, there is something that needs your help right now." Lupin said. "Can you help us mix some wine? I certainly don't mean that Aberforth is not doing well, it's just that we should try the taste of young people occasionally."

"I only know how to squeeze fruit juice." Clister shrugged.

"Fruit juice is also fine." Harry quietly placed the cup on the windowsill. That thing looked like sheep urine, smelled like sheep urine, and tasted like sheep urine. He didn't know why the wooden barrel was written with the four words "Butterbeer".

"I believe everyone has read the newspaper, I mean, since Harry Potter enjoys such a good reputation," Doge said, "and the newspaper and the Aurors are in the same system... Clister, why don't you go and help Harry?"

"Sure, what is Harry's current mission?" Clister asked while cutting watermelon at a very fast speed.

Harry and the others looked at each other, and he himself didn't know what mission he should undertake.

"He is forming Deng Buliduo's Army." Someone who obviously read the newspaper often said.

"But, since Harry is doing it." Clister started washing a large glass pot. "Why not call it the Potter Salvation Army?"

"Uh, in fact, there are three reasons for choosing this name." Harry was already prepared for this question. "First, Deng Buliduo's Army represents our respect and nostalgia for Headmaster Deng Buliduo; second, one of the important goals of Deng Buliduo's Army is to find a way to rescue Headmaster Deng Buliduo who is sealed; finally, we hope that Death Eaters will be scared when they encounter members of Deng Buliduo's Army, just like they encounter the real Deng Buliduo."

"This is great." Doge said softly.

"I am selecting brave students who are full of justice to join this group," Harry said, and he felt much smoother. He felt he had an idea again. "If I can get the help of Aurors, I think this is very good. I hope you can take time to give classes to the students and teach everyone dueling skills and defensive spells."

"I am preparing to cultivate Deng Buliduo's Army as peripheral members of the Order of the Phoenix, and in the future, I can also select excellent people from it to join the Order of the Phoenix." Harry said this completely out of a temporary idea, but he felt it was good. It could not only let Luo En and other students have a certain sense of participation, but also find something for some followers (such as Seamus or Colin) to do. Most importantly, this could avoid Clister, this tentacle of the Ministry of Magic, from participating in the Horcrux matter.

"Deng Buliduo's Army" happened to be such a thing that "looks very meaningful, but actually has no impact, and can be done all the time".

"Can." Clister nodded. "Then what do I do when I'm not teaching? Do you need me to help manage the Hog's Head Inn?"