Chapter 373

After coming out of the Department of Mysteries, Harry followed Tonks, who still seemed to have something on her mind, step by step. She didn't speak, just walked slowly to the elevator.

"I'm going to the Auror Office." Tonks said, "You can return to the Burrow from the fireplace in the main hall."

Harry nodded. The Ministry of Magic looked very busy at this moment, everyone was in a hurry, and paper airplanes were flying all over the sky.

Harry stood in the main hall, watching the wizards constantly popping out and leaving from the fireplace, a strange feeling rising in his heart. He shook his head, threw the unspeakable sense of incongruity out of his head, and walked to an empty fireplace at will, sprinkling a handful of Floo powder.

"I think the lawn in front of the door is quite good..." Fleur was saying something, when she was suddenly interrupted by Harry who appeared suddenly.

"Oh, Harry, you're back." Ginny said with relief, "Tell me, what happened this morning?"

Harry glanced at Fleur, he deliberately said: "Ah, Fleur, do you remember Donna? Donna Noble?"

"Uh, I have some impression." Fleur didn't mind him interrupting her topic, just followed and recalled, "A student with a lot of personality, a know-it-all, you played quite well with her last year?"

"Yes, she is preparing to work in the Ministry of Magic." Harry shrugged.

"Very interesting, why did she come here? If she didn't fall in love with anyone, Britain is not a very good—"

Ginny coughed several times, as if there was really a sticky phlegm in her throat.

"Although my friendship with her is average, it is really a wonderful thing to see an alumnus in a foreign country." Fleur said lightly.

"Ah right, I can add her to the invitation list," Fleur looked at Ron, "What about Hermione and Alina? I think they also deserve an invitation."

Ron looked away with a stiff face and didn't answer.

"What invitation are you talking about?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's the wedding, Bill and I are already preparing, half a year to a year," Fleur planned happily, "He said he is looking for a place to live after marriage, and the details of the wedding are prepared by me."

"Uh, Ron, if it's convenient for you." Harry didn't want to hear these things at all, "Let's discuss the Order of the Phoenix."

"Of course." Ron followed Harry out without thinking.

"What are you going to say?" They walked out of the door, leaning against the fence by the chicken coop like before.

"Actually, it's just an excuse to come out. However, I also considered, do you want to join the Order of the Phoenix?" Harry asked.

"It's not impossible, it's just," Ron looked at the blue sky, said gloomily, "What is the significance of the current Order of the Phoenix? Without the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord, the Order of the Phoenix is just an ordinary club, or even just a gathering of friends."

"Yes, I also think so, they need to find some new directions." Harry was also a bit distressed, "My godfather and I originally planned to announce the good news of the Death Eaters' collapse at the meeting on Saturday, but—"

But in this way, the Order of the Phoenix should put the resurrection of Dumbledore on the agenda, Yanayev must be staring at this matter.

"Yes, it seems like the Order of the Phoenix has no significance for existence." Harry changed to a painless way of saying it.

"What does Doge plan?" Ron asked.

"This is also a problem, I feel he wants to turn the Order of the Phoenix into an organization like a political party, where members are in high positions, and hold meetings regularly for interest exchange or something." Harry frowned and said, "That's certainly not a good thing either."

"Although Doge helped my dad, but," Ron scratched his head, "I dare not say, I feel I am the only one in the whole family who doesn't hope for Dad to be Minister."

The two looked at the green lawn under the sunlight, silent. Somehow, Harry felt hot all over, he wanted to go into the house.

"Dinner is ready—" Mrs. Weasley's voice called them into the house. For the rest of the day, they never mentioned this matter again.

Early Saturday morning, Harry was not surprised to see his godfather drinking morning tea in the living room. They had originally agreed to announce the truth in front of the Order of the Phoenix, telling everyone that the Death Eaters had been completely dismantled, but at this moment his heart was a bit uneasy.

"What are you thinking about, Harry?" Sirius looked radiant, he just patted Harry on the shoulder proudly.

"I'm thinking, do you feel," Harry said distressedly, "The Order of the Phoenix has changed?"

"Are you talking about Doge?" Sirius nodded, "I have this feeling too, however, although it has deviated from the original intention, it is not evolving in a bad direction."

"Someone has to be Minister, letting Arthur do it is better than letting others do it." Sirius evaluated without taboo in Arthur's own home, "The Order of the Phoenix knows he will be an upright good man, so they strongly recommend him to be Minister, I think this is no problem. You can't say, in order to hypocritically show how fair and selfless we are, deliberately ask capable people to give up the opportunities in front of them, right?"

"Is this Doge's answer?" Harry frowned and whispered, "After eliminating the Death Eaters, this new direction he found for the Order of the Phoenix is to prepare to seize power?"

"Power always falls into someone's hands, rather than handing it to fate, it's better to grasp it in your own hands." Sirius shrugged.

"I can understand this truth, but I feel this deviates from the original intention of the Order of the Phoenix." Harry's eyebrows were tangled together, "I just suddenly thought of this point, that is, you can also let Doge, for example, set up another organization, change another name or something."

"Why did you think of these things for no reason?" Sirius looked at Harry suspiciously, "Is there any saying about this?"

"Neither, I'm just thinking, if Dumbledore were still here, he would definitely not want to see the Order of the Phoenix become like this." Harry exhaled, he felt he had found the root of the problem, this was all due to the nostalgia for Dumbledore.

"Oh, also." Sirius leaned his back completely on the chair, "Shall we go talk to Doge later?"

In order to talk to Doge privately, they arrived at the venue early. This old man who wheezed when he spoke seemed to be the same kind look. Harry felt that he shouldn't be blacked, as long as he spoke clearly, everything would be easy to handle.

"Why would you ask me this?" Doge looked around vigilantly, then whispered, "Isn't the clever trick to paralyze those foreign forces Harry's idea?"

"Ah?" Harry opened his mouth in surprise.

"That day you told me that Dumbledore didn't actually leave any Horcruxes, but you hinted that I should let others believe he left them." Doge said cautiously, "Later Severus told me that this is not only to guard against Death Eaters, but also to deter foreigners."

"Yes, yes." Harry nodded blankly.

"I know you will solve the Death Eaters sooner or later, Sirius, you and Severus have many things hidden from us, I can understand, you don't want people to know what you are doing," Doge's tone didn't reveal dissatisfaction, "But it doesn't matter, I can cooperate, cooperate very well."

"After the Death Eater crisis is resolved, it would be a very strange thing for the Order of the Phoenix not to want to resurrect Dumbledore. The lie of the Horcruxes will be exposed. So I thought, I can pretend to be addicted to power, pretend to use the Order of the Phoenix to satisfy my own selfish desires, then I become the person who least hopes for Dumbledore's resurrection, and also happens to be the person who can really stop him from resurrecting. I can hide the painting, right?"

Harry widened his eyes, he began to understand everything.

"And I can feel that the Ministry of Magic is also wary of the Order of the Phoenix, they have many dissatisfactions with us, it has been like this since Fudge. Actually I also know that it is not good for the Order of the Phoenix to develop in this way, so I think, we can split up." Doge gestured, "Most of the members and I, show the appearance of being obsessed with power, and you can be the minority 'sober faction', secretly uniting the members who are still pure."

"My vision is that you can act quietly, still follow the crowd to attend meetings, and then secretly plan to find the real location where I hide the painting, wanting to set things right by resurrecting Dumbledore. Uh, actually don't be too hidden, you can appropriately let foreign forces and the Ministry of Magic know."

"I originally thought that's what you planned." Doge rubbed his hands, "This is just right to screen out some absolutely loyal members who are righteous. If you encounter any other crises in the future, you can also quickly reorganize that initial Order of the Phoenix, and you can retain combat power."

"But for your reputation..." Harry had already begun to admire this old man.

"Eh, it's good that I can exert some residual heat." Doge sighed, "I always feel that I can't help Dumbledore, after all, my magic level is far inferior to him... of course, you tell me the truth, is he really unable to come back?"

Harry looked at Doge's complex eyes, he knew that Doge didn't directly read his hints, he just preferred to believe that people like Dumbledore couldn't possibly make Horcruxes.

"It is indeed like this." Harry also sighed.

"Yes, I also think he is not that kind of person." Doge shook his head, "However, if Dumbledore really made Horcruxes, that means he is a hypocrite, I would really not agree to resurrect him."

Harry admitted that this was indeed the truth, Doge would not resurrect Dumbledore no matter what, he was speechless for a while.

After a moment of silence, Doge stood up: "Then let's go out, the meeting is about to start."

"This matter of winning over members to plot against you," Harry also stood up, "We will do it very carefully."