Chapter 811 The Situation in the Magic World

Ai Wenming could remember everything in that old house, but he couldn't remember the address and couldn't say it.

12 Grimmauld Place is protected by the Faithful Charm, everything there is hidden by magic...

"Yes, the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​at 12 Grimmauld Place, London!" said Dumbledore gently.

With his words, the address of No. 12 Grimmauld Place suddenly appeared in Ivan's mind. It was very clear, but he still couldn't tell others about this place. He was still bound by magic. The power is very strong.

"I must thank you again, Sirius!" Dumbledore continued, "We need a safe place to be the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and honestly, there is no better place than the ancestral home of the Black family, which was Protected by as many magical spells I can imagine, second only to Hogwarts, simply replace some of the spells that don't work."

"It's nothing, otherwise that house would be sitting idle, and I'm glad I could do something for the Order of the Phoenix," Sirius said, turning suddenly and frowning at the portrait on the wall.

Phineas, his great-great-grandfather, had just shouted a prodigal, throwing the headmaster's office into chaos.

"Okay, Remus is still waiting for you there, it's getting late, I think you two better go now!" Dumbledore said, beckoning up slightly, the fire burning in the fireplace Suddenly it turned green.

Irving walked into the fireplace, and after a whirlwind, he drilled out of the fireplace at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

This is completely different from before. The last time Ivan came to the restaurant in this old house, it was almost a cave-like deep room.

The room is surrounded by rough stone walls, and a curtain full of insect eyes conceals the secret passage leading to the underground library. The ground is covered with dust, and dangerous black magic items are scattered everywhere. The air in the whole house is very dull, like a haunted house. .

Now, here is a new look.

The dark ceilings and floors were gone, they were all rubbed and gleamed as if they had been waxed, and the drapery and trim that almost reflected people, and the Blakes emblazoned with them, were all replaced with new ones, Everything is neatly arranged in the cabinet.

Ai Wen blinked and almost didn't recognize it. Is this still 12 Grimmauld Place? !

"Kreacher did it. He spent about a year cleaning the house, even though no one lives here." Sirius said, pushing Ivan out of the large fireplace, "when my mother was still When I was there, it really looked like this.”

"Good evening, Master Sirius, Master Aiwen!" A bullfrog-like voice sounded, "Welcome back, please change your shoes!"

Ivan saw Kreacher, the house-elf, running over with two pairs of slippers, and the clothes he was wearing were also washed clean.

Around his neck was a fake Slytherin locket with a picture of him and Regulus, a Christmas present from Irving.

As for the locket that Regulus used to replace Voldemort's Horcruxes, it was still in that spooky cave, and it was impossible to get that locket if no one drank all the liquid Voldemort had left in the stone basin.

But now, everyone knew that it was a fake locket, and naturally there was no need to take it out, and Dumbledore would not drink those deadly poisons.

For Kreacher, it was enough that Irving gave him the imitation.

Like this old house, he is now full of new vitality, and he can't see the old age and decadence at all, and his attitude towards Ai Wen is extraordinarily respectful.

After Aiwen and the others retrieved Regulus' body and let Kreacher understand why he died, Kreacher's attitude improved greatly. House-elves work like that.

"Good evening, Ai Wen, Sirius, Dumbledore informed me that you will be back today." Lupin said with a smile, he was sitting by the long wooden table in the middle of the room, still wearing the patched suit The old robe, the mental state looks good.

"Hello, Remus!" Sirius walked over to hug him, and Ivan also hurriedly greeted him.

"How, did your trip go well?" Lupin asked, pouring each of them a cup of coffee.

"A lot has happened, let's talk a little bit..." Ivan said, turning around and looking at the house elf behind him, "Kreacher, can I trouble you to get us something to eat? We haven't had dinner yet, don't worry too much. Trouble, keep it simple!"

"No problem, Master Aiwen, this is an honor for old Kreacher." He bowed and disappeared with a bang.

"I like this house elf, he has a much better attitude than I remember." Lupin said, motioning Ivan to sit next to him, "Of course, he will still whisper bad things about me behind my back, but at least It's not going to kick me out of here like I used to."

"Speak ill of you?!" Sirius frowned, "I'll tell him not to do that..."

"No, Sirius, it's good to stay as you are, you know, I'm not a very popular visitor among most wizarding eyes and magical creatures," Lupin said, waving his hand. "As a werewolf, It's an occupational hazard."

After a moment of silence, the werewolf incident had a great impact on Lupin, and it kept him from putting down his burden and starting a new life.

"Okay, tell me about the interesting things that happened on your trip to the giant tribe?"

Next, Ivan and Sirius briefly described what happened, and asked Lupin about the current situation in the magic world.

"It's not very good, there is no news about Voldemort's return on the surface, all the media are silent, as for our newspaper..." Lupin smiled bitterly, "Just like before you left, they sent someone to check the content of our report, Strict controls are in place and the number of newspaper subscriptions continues to decline. I have protested to the Ministry of Magic for a while, but all the petitions have come to nothing and no one has responded to us."

"They can't do it all the time, people need the truth. We can separate the news of Voldemort's return and the claims of the Order of the Phoenix and secretly mail them to those who need them," Ivan suggested.

"It's a good idea, but if it's discovered or reported, then Fudge will definitely not miss this opportunity. Dumbledore said, we'd better not provoke him and confront the Ministry of Magic." Lupin said, "Fudge recently A lot of crazy things have been done, and I heard that he is ready to intervene in Hogwarts teaching activities. Next term, the Ministry of Magic will send a senior investigator to Hogwarts to conduct an overall assessment of the school education. The matter has been determined, but I don't know the candidate!"

Ai Wen knew who this senior investigator was, and the terrifying image of a woman who seemed to be a pink toad appeared in front of him. Browse and read the address: