The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Grimmauld Square, located in northwest London, is a somewhat dilapidated old-fashioned square, even though it is only 20 minutes away from King's Cross Station.

The facades of the surrounding houses are gloomy, looking like they are repelling people thousands of miles away. Some homes had broken windows that gleamed poorly in the streetlights, many had peeling paint on the doors, and several had rubbish piled on the front steps.  …

A flying broom suddenly fell from the sky, and then landed on a messy and barren grass in the middle of the square.

The owner of the broom took off his cloak, revealing his scarred face under his thick dark gray hair, which looked like old and decayed wood.

While putting away the broomstick, leaning on the crutches again... Alastor Moody used his bright blue magic eyes to carefully observe the surroundings.

But when he looked around, there was a light explosion sound in the air.

The Auror stepped forward vigilantly, and quickly raised his crutch towards the location where the explosion sounded.

"Alastor, it's me..." A deep and slow voice came from the explosion immediately.

He was a tall, bald, dark wizard; he was handsome, except for the gold earring in one ear, which was a bit of an eyesore.

"Kingsley, damn it..." Mad-Eye Moody put down his crutch again, and complained, "I've said many times, don't go to Grimmauld Place by Apparating... in case you get eaten to death gangsters followed..."

"Sorry... I will pay attention next time..." Kingsley said with a smile, but he didn't seem to care too much about what the other party said: "This is this time... there is very urgent news!"

"Oh?" Moody looked up, and the scarred face became more serious.

"Lucius Malfoy escaped from Azkaban!" Kingsley leaned over and whispered.

...

"Malfoy!" Mad-Eye took a deep breath and whispered, "How is this possible?"

"It's quite surprising... After all, in the hostage exchange a few months ago, Voldemort didn't choose to replace Malfoy... And the current Azkaban is said to be extremely guarded..." Kingsley used his The magnetic voice spoke slowly.

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, the Ministry of Magic doesn't seem to want to make this matter too public... In fact, there are very few people who know about this matter, and I also overheard my boss by accident. I only found out about it when my boss, Gadvin Robards, reported to Rufus Scrimgeour..."

"Is that so..." Mad-Eye frowned, and while he was thinking, he said softly, "So... who is the Auror in charge of guarding Azkaban this week?"

"It's Gadvin Robards!" Kingsley replied calmly.

"This is even more strange!" Moody scratched his messy hair: "It seems that we can only wait for Dumbledore to come over and discuss this matter with him..."

"Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't seen Professor Dumbledore for a long time!" Kingsley said casually.

"Yeah, he's been too busy lately..." Moody nodded, "Because of the Nurmengard incident... But I can't help him with this matter... The Dark Lord was killed by Deng Xiaoping." I had just become a trainee Auror at the Ministry of Magic when Bullido was defeated for the first time..."

"I hope the situation is not as serious as imagined... Otherwise, he is definitely a more difficult opponent than Voldemort. It is said that my grandfather died at his hands..." Kingsley also nodded thoughtfully. Nodding: "Forget it, let's go in..."

"Wait... there seems to be someone there!" Moody interrupted Kingsley roughly, and raised his crutch again.

As soon as Alastor Moody finished speaking, there was another light explosion in the air.

"It's Remus!" Kingsley said hastily.

"That's right...it's me, Alastor..." The man who appeared suddenly raised his hand to Moody.

"Damn!" Moody complained loudly, "I have warned you many times not to apparate to Grimmauld Place...in case you are followed by Death Eaters...you should find one ten miles from here Apparate the location, and after making sure the surroundings are safe, drive over on the broom!"

"Sorry...sorry..." Remus Lupine hurriedly laughed.

Seeing Mad-Eye over there angrily checking his surroundings, Kingsley smiled helplessly at Remus: "Why, you came here from Romania?"

"Yeah...the situation over there is finally settled!" Lupine nodded: "The Ministry of Magic in Romania is really too difficult to deal with..."

"Make sure you're not being followed!" Mad-Eye walked back with a limp, and at the same time interrupted their conversation angrily: "Let's go, let's go in!"

Remus Lupine and Kingsley Shacklebolt could only stop their conversation in a hurry.

Moody took a piece of parchment from his pocket and read it softly... From the upstairs window of the nearest house there was the rumble of a stereo, the pungent stench of rotting garbage From the bulging garbage sacks inside the battered gate.

Then a battered door popped out of nowhere between 11 and 13 Grimmauld Place, followed by grimy walls and spooky windows, making it look as if an extra house had suddenly swelled Get up and squeeze everything out of the way.

"Come on, hurry up," growled Moody roughly.

Growling, he walked up the ragged stone steps. The black paint on the door was peeling off, and it was covered with scratches left and right. The silver door knocker was in the shape of a large coiled snake. There was no keyhole in the door, and no letter box.

Moody drew his wand and knocked on the door.

Then there was only the loud clacking of many metals, and a rattling sound like that of chains.

The door creaked open!

...

"Merry Christmas, Alastor, Kingsley... Yo, Remus is back too!"

Mrs. Weasley happened to be sorting things by the gate, and when she saw the three intruders, her face immediately burst into enthusiastic smiles.

From the large wooden radio on one side, Celestina Warbeck, Mrs Weasley's favorite singer, sang.

"Merry Christmas, Molly!" Kingsley and Remus said in unison.

Mad-Eye Moody muttered something too, but the radio was too loud to make out his voice.

"The meeting has already started, and everyone is basically here, except for Professor Dumbledore, as you know, he is very busy recently!" Mrs. Weasley reminded in a low voice.

The three hurriedly strode towards the meeting room.

The small room was already full of people, and the three of them walked in quietly.

Alastor Moody sat forward and to the right, Kingsley Shacklebolt sat between Nymphadora Tonks and Hestia Jones, and Lupine—

"Remus!" An excited voice came from the side near the door: "It's been a long time since I saw you..."

"Harry Potter!" Remus Lupine whispered the other person's name, then walked over and gave him a warm hug.

"Old man, you look much better than before!" Sirius Black also said with a smile on the side.

"Yeah, the life in Romania is quite comfortable... at least they don't discriminate against werewolves that much!" Remus and Sirius bumped their fists, and said with a smile at the same time: "And you, you've had a good half a year. How about it?"

"It's not the same as before, boring and tedious!" Sirius shrugged: "I have been suggesting that Professor Dumbledore allow me to become a dog and go outside to help the Order of the Phoenix inquire about some information... However, he never replied pass me..."

"Professor Dumbledore is very busy." Lupine said calmly, "You know... what happened recently..."

"Yes!" Sirius Black nodded thoughtfully.

Looking at Harry Potter's curious eyes, Lupine quickly patted his shoulder: "By the way, Harry... go back upstairs and find Ron, our meeting should start soon..."

However, Harry didn't leave as Remus expected, a little dejected.

Instead, he smiled and shook his head at Lupine.

Sirius Black on the side also smiled and said:

"Yes! Professor Dumbledore has agreed... to allow Harry to join the Order of the Phoenix!"