A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Hermione pursed her lips and chuckled, and Harry laughed more heartlessly.

"What's wrong?" Lupin asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing," Harry laughed even wider, "of course the professor is on our side, how normal is that—"

"You're right," Lupin said solemnly, "but he's so autonomous, and sometimes the news doesn't match... I almost got beaten to death by him."

"What's the matter?" Harry stopped smiling.

"I took a few days off a while ago to catch up with my friends," Lupin said gloomily. "You should know that I mean my kind..." Harry and Hermione nodded slightly, knowing that he said The werewolf.

"Originally, Dumbledore wanted me to sneak into the werewolf community, but my face has gained some fame and I have been in the newspapers a few times... So I simply acted semi-publicly, trying to persuade the relatively moderate werewolf groups to promise to provide stable Wolf poison potion, let them stand on our side, and at least remain neutral. As a result, Felix came to find a dark wizard once - the relationship between werewolves and dark wizards is very complicated, and sometimes they mix together, probably It's because they are all on the fringes of society, but the werewolves were forced... Then there was a little conflict, a few impulsive werewolves rushed up, and the next second was struck back by black lightning."

"The speed is too fast to react at all." Lupin said with lingering fears, "but the mission is completed, and the werewolves moved out overnight."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other.

"Guys, I'm not saying this to blame Felix—though he did get a little rough," Lupin said at last, "but you have to realize this: werewolves are dangerous. Although divided into brutal and moderate, But they are all in the category of danger, the only difference is whether they take the initiative to attack people, so don't form the illusion that moderates are good-tempered-"

"I don't think so, Remus, you have a better personality than most people I know." A young woman's voice emerged from the living room.

The witch had a pale, heart-shaped face, gleaming black eyes, and short spike-like hair a vivid violet, and she was also Muggle-inspired, with a grotesque shirt, patchwork jeans, like the rebellious teenage Harry occasionally sees.

The face was familiar to Harry, and he looked at her for a few seconds before he remembered seeing her in third grade.

"Hello, Tonks," Lupin introduced to the two calmly. "Tonks is an Auror of the Ministry of Magic and has been chosen to reside in the Order of the Phoenix as a liaison between the two parties."

Harry and Hermione understood immediately.

Tonks stepped forward and looked at them with great interest. She held out a hand, "Hello, I've been looking for a chance to chat with you." She said familiarly.

Harry and Hermione hurriedly stretched out their hands, and Tonks leaned in and whispered to them, "I've joined the Order of the Phoenix."

"Congratulations—" Harry said timidly, he couldn't think of anything to say.

During this time, Kreacher remained silent, and when Harry looked at him, he bowed respectfully, "Please allow Kreacher to make tea for the young master."

"Oh, uh, okay," said Harry. Then Kreacher disappeared right before his eyes. He found Kreacher's attitude a little odd.

"He treats us like air," Lupin said. "Because of my werewolf status, he should have treated Tonks better, but—"

"My mom got kicked out of the Black family," Tonks said with a shrug. "I don't think he recognized me either."

"Removal? That tapestry?" Harry asked.

"Yeah." Tonks gestured to fire a spark.

Hermione watched the conversation between them puzzled.

Harry explained in a low voice: "There is a tapestry on the wall on the second floor with the family tree of the Black family, but not everyone is on it, and some members who seriously violate family traditions will be wiped from the tapestry, before Sirius. That's it."

Hermione nodded in understanding.

"Then—you're welcome." Lupin smiled and spread his arms, hugging Harry.

...

Harry and Hermione were sitting on the sofa, feeling strange all around.

"Just a few of you?" Hermione asked.

"Of course not, Sirius contributed here as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Usually everyone is very busy, it is rare to get together, and they are all looking for free time to come here." Lupin explained, "Molly packed out a few rooms. , now barely able to live in."

"I remember Sirius and Kreacher tidying up the house before," said Harry, who had lived here for a few days before the conditions were bad.

"Well, let me put it another way, it barely fits the needs of the new residents," Lupin said with a smile, "Sirius is a bachelor, and Kreacher... I would say he's doing his part, but he's old, and I strongly suspect that his aesthetic has been skewed..."

Lupin looked up at the time, "Sirius is almost back, he said to get off work as early as possible today, and I'll cook."

"Need help?" Tonks asked.

"No need," Lupin said, but Tonks followed him out. After a while, there was a "ping ping pong pong" sound and Tonks' apology from the stairs below—"Oh! I'm sorry—"

As soon as the two of them left, Kreacher appeared, and he brought a pot of tea, "This is Master Harry's—" He thoughtfully poured hot tea into the cup, and then he glanced at He with his big eyes. Min, no movement.

Embarrassed, Hermione poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip.

"If Master Harry has any orders, just call Kreacher, Kreacher is always at your service." The house-elf disappeared with a bang.

Harry explained in a low voice, "Kreacher has served the Black family for generations, and is greatly influenced by pure-blood thinking. It took Sirius a lot of effort to get him to stop cursing, but I guess it's only half the battle, and Kreacher is now completely ignoring it. Not a pure-blood wizard."

"I can understand." Hermione held the teacup and looked at the direction of Kreacher's disappearance with interest.

"Let's go, I'll take you around the house. I've been here a few times before, but it's strange, I didn't find any place suitable for practicing magic... We're on the second floor now, the first floor is the entrance hall and restaurant, There are several bedrooms on the third floor, but a lot of rubbish was piled into it during the cleaning before, I don't know what's going on now... At the end of the corridor is the study..."

Harry and Hermione glanced into the study and saw the professor sitting in a chair, talking to himself, "Animagos?" He looked up at Harry and Hermione and asked, "Sirius is back. ?"

"Not yet," Harry said honestly.

"Professor," Hermione asked, "where can we practice magic?"

"There are two places. In addition to the two bedrooms on the fifth floor that once belonged to Sirius and Regulus, there is also a spacious activity room, which was locked before, and practicing general magic is not a problem, the basement floor is the kitchen The location, but go down from another hidden entrance, and after a long step, you will find a huge space, barely counted as the second underground floor, I guess it may be the spell laboratory of the Black family, which was later abandoned, but the walls there They are all made of extremely solid stone, and there are all kinds of magical protection..."

After Felix explained, he asked again, "By the way, do you know about the award?"

"Honor?" said Harry and Hermione in unison.

Felix smiled, "Ms. Burns said it herself, you have a chance to win the Merlin Medal, this is not a lie."

Harry had completely forgotten about it.

Harry was still dizzy when he returned to the living room, he was about to get the Merlin Medal?

...

When it was almost eight o'clock, there was some noise from downstairs.

Harry pricked up his ears, he heard the familiar footsteps, it was Sirius!

"Harry!" Sirius appeared at the door of the living room, smiling at Harry, "Mundungus finally did something reliable." He sat down opposite Harry, almost slumping on Mundon On Gus, "Ouch—"

"Is it time for dinner?" Mundungus said sleepily.

"Not yet," said Sirius. He switched positions and sat down, Crookshanks jumping on top of him, letting Sirius scratch his chin.

Mundungus muttered something that no one could hear, and continued to sleep with his tattered clothes over his head.

"What have you been up to lately?" Harry asked.

"There are a lot of things that can be done," Sirius leaned on the sofa wearily, "We are in the preparation stage now, both sides are very cautious, in fact... we have never faced each other head-on - if you don't count a few Dementor injuries We think that Voldemort is secretly recruiting, drawing troops, or planning some conspiracy... Anyway, he will not be idle. We are doing the same thing on our side, but we are on the side of the solid line of defense," he said. Glancing at Harry, "While living in no fixed place and having a big family at the same time, that's the situation."

"The magic world has been peaceful for many years. Most people are not vigilant. There are many loopholes to be exploited. You should have heard about Azkaban... Amelia has been working as a paper craftsman all this time."

"And Floo," Mundungus muttered in his sleep.

Sirius grinned.

"That's right, who would have thought that the humble Floo Network Authority would become so important in times of war? Amelia ordered the Floo Management Team to clean up old and illegal lines and monitor them for anomalies—"

"What about here?" Harry asked, remembering that Mundungus had told them before that the Black family had some of the technology to build the Floo network.

"Don't worry for the time being," Sirius said slyly, baring his teeth, "This place has been casted on the Faithful Loyalty Charm, and the Ministry of Magic can't find it. At most, they found an uncontrolled node, but they couldn't locate it at all."

...

During dinner, people exchange information while eating.

"Fudge was sent to lobby in various European countries, reminding people to be wary of the Death Eaters' activities in the local area... It is also considered to be the best use of people." Sirius said with a shrug.

Harry was amazed.

"Molly told me that she will move in in two days, with a few children." Lupin also revealed a message.

Harry and Hermione were thrilled to hear the news.

"I'm going out for a few days," Felix said. "I'll be back before the awards start."

"Where?" Lupin asked sharply.

"Visit Mr. Scamander, I miss the little ones he keeps in the basement."