Chapter 967 The First Gathering

True, Fudge was not the type to hold his breath.

If the Ministry of Magic really had such a powerful weapon, he would use it against Dumbledore now.

But if it's not weapons, what are members of the Order of the Phoenix guarding at the Ministry of Magic?

In other words, what exactly did Voldemort want?

Since his resurrection, he has been disappearing and hiding in the dark, but he is planning something here in Norway and the Ministry of Magic.

Ivan doesn't know what's going on in Norway, but he knows that the Ministry of Magic has a memory ball about prophecy. Voldemort wants to use it to figure out why he failed back then. From this point of view, because he takes death too seriously, he seems to be He is a person who especially believes in "fate".

As soon as they reached the bar, the bar owner flashed sideways through a back door and came up to them.

Aberforth was a grumpy-looking old man with a mass of long gray hair and beard, vaguely resembling Dumbledore, tall and thin, with almost identical eyes, but a shorter beard, The lines on the face are also much stiffer.

It has to be said that this is another alien from an ancient pure-blood family, and has the title of weirdo.

"What do you want?" He mumbled and asked, as if he was not surprised that Ivan and the others appeared here, but his eyes quickly swept away.

He paused for a moment on the scar on Harry's forehead, and then looked at Ivan again.

"Five butterbeers, please," said Hermione hastily.

He stooped and pulled three dusty, filthy bottles from under the counter, and set them down heavily on the bar.

"Ten Sickles," he said.

"Let me come, do you have a bigger box upstairs?" Aiwen said, and handed over the silver coins. "We will have a private party later, and there will be a lot of people coming. It may not be convenient to sit downstairs."

"No, this place is the biggest here, and the upstairs is full of guest rooms!" Aberforth replied rudely, putting the money Ivan gave him into an old wooden cash drawer, and the drawer slid open automatically, swallowing the money go in.

"This guy has such a bad attitude, it seems like someone is really going to live here."

Several people picked up their own butter beer, quickly retreated to the table farthest from the bar and sat down, looking around.

Meanwhile, the man in the dirty gray bandages rapped his knuckles on the counter, said nothing, but soon got another smoky drink from the barman.

"It's not a bad thing, is it? What do you think?" Ron murmured suddenly looking at the bar with great enthusiasm, "Here we can order whatever we want, and I'm sure that guy He'll sell us anything, he doesn't care that much. Honestly, I've always wanted to try the Heat Whiskey..."

"Don't forget, you're a prefect, Ron!" said Hermione viciously.

"Oh!" said Ron, the smile fading from his face. "Yeah, you have to lead by example."

"Who did you guys contact to come meet us?" Harry asked, unscrewing the rusty cap of his bottle of butterbeer and taking a swig, "I informed Neville, Dean, Ernie from Hufflepuff, and the rest of the team, and besides that, Cho, whom I met alone on the pitch the other day..."

"Speaking of which, the people we know are pretty much the same." Hermione looked at her watch and looked anxiously at the door, "I talked to Lavender and Parvati. I found out about this, I guess there might be a dozen people coming, most of them are from Gryffindor College."

"I told the Frobishers, I think they're more reliable!" said Colin, "and my brother."

"I have here mainly a few first-year students who I think are trustworthy. After all, I have been in contact with them more recently." Aiwen said, and opened his bottle of butter beer, "Well, besides that, there is Lu Na."

Many people in the school know Ai Wen, but Ai Wen does not know many people.

He usually doesn't have much time for social activities, and he can't even recognize people his own age, let alone students from other grades!

"By the way, I told Astoria Greengrass about it after the spell class a few days ago, and she seemed very interested."

"Astoria Greengrass?!" Hermione froze for a moment, "You mean the pure-blooded Greengrass family?"

"Ivan, you actually notified the people in Slytherin!" Several people looked at her in surprise.

"Yeah, not all Slytherins are bad guys, are they?" Ivan said disapprovingly, knowing why they were so surprised, "I've had contact with Astoria a few times, and it feels pretty good."

"But..." Ron hesitated for a long time before continuing, "But she's a Slytherin!"

"As long as you are willing to stand up against Voldemort, I think it is on our side." Ivan said, "Slytherin is also a part of Hogwarts. Not all Slytherins support Voldemort."

Judging from the expressions of Harry and Ron, they didn't take Ivan's explanation seriously.

At this moment, the door of the bar opened, and a thick, dusty ray of sunlight split the room in two, and then disappeared again, blocked by a large group of people rushing in.

Neville, Dean, and Lavender came in first, followed by Parvati and Padma Patil, and Cho and one of her chattering girlfriends, and then alone, looking Dazed, as if Luna walked in inadvertently, she stood at the door for a long time to get used to it, and seemed to realize what was going on.

Behind her are Katie, Alia and Angelina from the Gryffindor team, and this year's new substitutes, Richie and Demirza.

Because of the training during this period, they are now very familiar with Harry and Ron.

And then there's Kate and three first-year students who walk in timidly, seemingly intimidated by the Hog's Head pub outfit.

Then there's Colin's younger brother Dennis, who's almost as small as a first-grader.

With him were the Frobishers, apparently well dressed.

After a few seconds, Hufflepuff's Ernie and Justin also came, Hannah followed them, and there was a Hufflepuff girl whose name Ivan couldn't name, with a long braid Drag on your back.

Then there were three Ravenclaw boys named Anthony, Michael and Terry, and Ginny, who probably had been notified by Ginny.

Unlike several others, Ginny is very popular in school and knows many people.

Behind her was a tall, thin, yellow-headed boy with an upturned nose. He held hands with Ginny, as if he was a member of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, but Ivan couldn't remember the name of the other party. Name up.

Judging from the hand-holding action between the two, it seems that the relationship with Ginny is not that simple...

At the end were Fred, George, and their friend Lee Jordan, all three carrying large paper bags full of things they bought at Zoko's Joke Shop. Browse and read the address: