Sherlock was unaware of everything that happened in Hogwarts.

At 11:00 a.m., Sherlock, who had finished today's course, met with Professor McGonagall in Dumbledore's principal's office and prepared to head to an unknown location.

"I must first emphasize to you Sherlock. After the mysterious man completely fell, there was no Order. We were just a group of like-minded friends who gathered occasionally, not an organization specially created for a certain purpose."

Professor McGonagall said with a serious expression in Dumbledore's principal's office.

Sherlock nodded casually on the surface, saying that he knew, but in fact he still couldn't help but complain.

Unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall, who is usually pretentious and upright, will become flexible in certain things.

But it is better not to emphasize this way. Anyone with a slightly normal mind knows that what you say is more proof of certain things.

Dumbledore, who was standing up from the chair, heard what Professor McGonagall said, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"No need to do this, Minerva, you can tell him more clearly."

He turned his gaze to Sherlock, whose royal blue eyes were completely bright, but they also contained some special meaning.

"Last time you came to me to apply to join, I told you that the original purpose of Sherlock Order was to fight against him and his followers. Our partners have many people, wizards, squins, Aurors, bar waiters and even thieves, but we all have a common ideal, that is, to defeat his power."

"You also know what happened later. He failed and his power disappeared. Therefore, the magic world, especially some officials from the Ministry of Magic, were very worried about the Order of Phoenix, a force they could not control. So in order to reassure them, I decided to let the Order of Phoenix temporarily remain silent and fade out of people's sight."

"But I didn't disband it. Every time, everyone would come back from various places, gather and chat, talk about their lives, and keep everyone in touch at any time until when necessary, the Order of Phoenix, which has disappeared in people's eyes, will reappear intact. Do you know why this is the case?"

Faced with Dumbledore's question, Sherlock thought for a moment and came up with the answer, and he spoke gently.

"Because the danger has not been really eliminated, that person may make a comeback."

Dumbledore affirmed his words, but his expression seriously changed one of the words.

"It's not possible, but certain. I don't want the entire magic world to have no power to fight back by that time, so we need to gather our strength."

Sherlock nodded solemnly.

After actually contacting Dumbledore, his impression of this old man was gradually changing.

At first, because his first impression came from the movie commentary that added private goods, he thought that the principal of Hogwarts was a very scheming person.

But judging from the time they spent together, he did have scheming and scheming, but it didn't make people feel disgusted.

Undisputedly, Dumbledore is an old man with a very charming personality. He will do many things privately without hiding them, but you can completely believe that everything he does will not be harmful to anyone.

At the same time, he will tell you all about some things that others think should be concealed, and explain it clearly to you and know why he did this.

He does not hide his unknown preparations, nor does he show his kindness and integrity in a hypocritical manner.

Overall, she felt pretty good.

Dumbledore stretched out his arm, and the phoenix that had been standing on the golden branch beside the door, waving its fiery red wings to his shoulder.

"Catch my sleeve Sherlock."

Sherlock and Professor McGonagall stood on the left and right sides of Dumbledore, and they grabbed his sleeves together, and then accompanied by a long sound of Phoenix Fox, the golden and red flames surrounded them.

The next second, in front of a dilapidated and simple house, the figures of Sherlock and the other three appeared here again.

As soon as they stepped on the solid ground under their feet, they heard a happy voice from afar and remembered.

"Hurry up Arthur, Dumbledore and the others are here, and everyone is about to arrive. Take out the apple pie I made in it, set the tableware, and the banquet will start soon."

This sound is very familiar to Sherlock even.

Soon he knew where Dumbledore had brought them—the Weasleys’ home.

Mrs. Weasley, who came to greet her, had a smile on her face, but after seeing Sherlock, she suddenly became stunned.

Dumbledore walked over with a smile with Sherlock and Professor McGonagall.

"What's wrong with Molly, Sherlock Forrest, do you no longer know him?"

Mrs. Weasley came to her senses. She looked at Sherlock, turned her head to look at Dumbledore, and even stuttered.

"No, no, Dumbledore, we've seen it in Diagon Alley during the summer vacation, but you said you'd bring a new friend to you today, and this person is Sherlock?"

Her abnormal performance made Sherlock feel a little strange. Judging from the enthusiasm Mrs. Weasley showed for him, she shouldn't be happy to know that she had joined the Order of the Phoenix and became a like-minded partner, right?

Dumbledore shook his head gently and patted her on the shoulder.

"Let's wait a moment, I will explain the reason to you when the dinner party."

Out of absolute trust in Dumbledore, Mrs. Weasley said nothing more. She smiled again and said to Sherlock.

"This is the first time you've been to my house as a visit. My child, come and visit. Bill is also back today to prepare for Christmas. I'll let him take you everywhere."

Sherlock could feel her smile a little reluctant, but he didn't ask any more questions at this time. The answer would be revealed when the dinner began.

Hearing Mrs. Weasley's shout, a tall figure and the unique red hair of the Weasley family, with a long ponytail and an earring on her ears, appeared in the house, and a cool young witch who looked from the outside.

The witch saw Sherlock and a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Long time no see Sherlock, although you may not look familiar to me, I can call you that, right?"

Sherlock nodded. Judging from the name of Mrs. Weasley and the age of the wizard, he had guessed that this was William Arthur Weasley, the eldest son of the Weasley family.
Chapter completed!