Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

The manor is quiet and quiet under the dark night.

Until a sharp shout broke the silence here.

"Ah!!! Stop! You idiot! Waste! You poured too much!"

Peter, whose face was as sallow and weathered as Lupin's, tremblingly moved the hand holding the potion away from the hollow in his master's chest.

"I told you! This time you only need half the amount last time! Wormtail! What on earth are you doing, you loser!"

Peter explained in a tearful voice.

"Hug, I'm sorry, Master... you know, even if it's not a full moon night... this kind of moonlight makes me very uncomfortable... it, it makes me unbearable Stop shivering..."

"roll!"

Peter huddled in a corner as if he was forgiven.

After putting on his robe again, Voldemort stood up from the chair and looked as bloodless as a paper man.

His face was extremely ugly, and combined with the noseless face, he looked like a monster crawling out of hell.

There was no one else in this room except him and Peter, and it seemed particularly desolate compared to the previous scene where Death Eaters gathered together.

Voldemort leaned back on the chair. His condition was obviously very bad, and he might not even have the strength to stand up from the chair directly.

He glanced at Peter who was curled up in the corner and sobbing softly with disgust, and said sternly.

"Is there any news from Menggos?"

Peter answered cautiously.

"He said that he had already handed over to the dementors. Although those things did not explicitly say that they would cooperate with us, several dementors had reached a short-term deal with Mengos privately. He arranged for two dementors to Do what your master has commanded him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Voldemort roared. .

"He didn't send people over until now! Until now! How stupid can you be to do such a thing! Harry still had a chance when he just returned home from Hogwarts! Going now will only let them know We have already reached Azkaban, nothing else is of any use!"

"I, I don't know...Lord, master! It's all Menggos...it was Menggos himself who wanted to do this!"

The series of Cruciatus Curses that Peter feared originally did not fall on him. Voldemort fell silent at this time. Except for his chest that was still rising and falling, his terrifying face was extremely gloomy.

"Go find Lucius for me."

Peter was stunned for a moment and did not hear clearly what Voldemort said at first.

"Master...you, who are you looking for?"

"Lucius Malfoy! Go find him, don't let Dumbledore's people find him, bring him to me!"

...

The day after the Order of the Phoenix meeting, after eating breakfast made by Silk at home, Sherlock got up and headed to 12 Grimmauld Place.

Although Hilke expressed that he wanted to go there with him, Sherlock still refused.

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After all, he knew very well how dangerous it would be to do things in the Order of the Phoenix. Even Dumbledore couldn't ensure his safety. Of course, Sherlock didn't want Silk to take risks.

Although Silk seemed a little unhappy, he still chose to leave on his own.

When I arrived at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters through apparation, the children living here were having breakfast.

In addition to Harry, Ron and Hermione, the Weasley family also moved here, as well as Lupin and some other members of the Order of the Phoenix. Sirius naturally also lived here, after all, No. 12 Grimmauld Place was his home.

When Sherlock first walked in, the Weasley children were telling Harry about Percy.

"He is now hired as an assistant to the minister. It is said that Fudge gave advice to the newly appointed minister Scrimgeour after he became an adviser."

"Percy was so happy that he almost went crazy. He felt that his future had never been so bright. He came home and wanted to show off to his parents, as if his father would really praise him."

Fred took over George's words, their voices deliberately kept low, not wanting Mrs. Weasley who was still busy in the kitchen to hear them.

"Dad actually didn't say anything to him, he just expressed his concern. There is no problem with Scrimgeour's position, but he is not with us after all. Fudge's suggestion to him is probably to promote him to the minister's side as a momentary surveillance on us.”

Ginny said gloomily with her pretty face.

"Then he went crazy and yelled that it was because his father didn't work hard at the Ministry of Magic that his family had such an image in other people's minds! He hated his father for delaying his promotion!"

Harry and Hermione listened carefully. Among the Weasley brothers and sisters, they actually had the most normal relationship with Percy, and they had no intention of speaking for Percy now.

Ron gritted his teeth.

"He said that he would rely on his own abilities to make a big difference in the Ministry of Magic, and let other wizards know that not everyone in the Weasley family is like his father. He is an orthodox and ancient pure-blood wizarding family. successor!"

"After a big fight with his father, he moved out of the house and now lives in London. His mother wanted to visit him a few days ago, but he didn't even open the door! He cried for a long time when he came back! "

The children at the dinner table were silent. It was only then that Bill discovered Sherlock standing in front of the foyer.

"Oh, how long have you been here, Sherlock." He stood up and greeted Sherlock.

Sherlock sighed.

"I've been here since you said Percy broke up with your parents."

The scene at the dinner table was sombre, and Ron couldn't help but mutter.

"Fortunately, when he was in school, Professor Forrester was very optimistic about him, but he never had the intention to stand with us from the beginning to the end, white-eyed wolf!"

"Everyone's pursuits are different. We can't always hope that everyone's ideas will be on the same line as ours." Sherlock said softly, "But Percy will understand. Just wait and stay there." The longer he goes, the more he will understand whether what he has been longing for is precious to him. "

His words obviously couldn't make the Weasley children's grudge against Percy go away, but they also made their low mood improve a lot.

Then Sherlock asked Bill.

"When will Professor Dumbledore come back?"

Bill has applied for a transfer from Gringotts in Egypt to work at Gringotts in Diagon Alley. In addition, he is older than Sherlock and knows a lot about the Order of the Phoenix.

"Sir, he should be still at the Ministry of Magic now. After talking to Scrimgeour, he will come back here for lunch at noon. You should be able to see him then."