Vol 3 Chapter 503: Where is the Order of the Phoenix

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Galadia Melos seemed to be taken aback: "Isn't there a Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who can serve for more than a year... Such a terrifying curse..."
The old lady touched her heart, and said: "I have heard such rumors before... I always thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true... How did it happen, that boy... Tom -Riddle..."
"Riddle is just his former name." Jon replied calmly: "Actually he hates this name from his father, so after graduation, he put Tom Marvolo Riddle (Tom Marvolo Riddle) The letters in this name have been rearranged and become a new name-Voldemort (IamLordVoldemort)."
Hearing what Jon said, and hearing Voldemort's name with his own ears, the old lady's emotions were rather calm.
"It turns out that he is Tom, no wonder..." She could only hear her muttering to herself: "It seems that I have retired for too long and ignored world affairs for too long..."
While thinking about it, Professor Melos said, "...I heard that he has escaped and is no longer in the UK, is that right... So you want me to help lift this curse?"
"Yes." Jon Hart said frankly: "This curse has caused too much trouble for Hogwarts over the years."
"To be honest, this may be a bit difficult." The old lady looked a little embarrassed: "Albus is obviously better than me in terms of black magic... But for so many years, he seems to have no way to deal with this curse; so I may not be able to achieve any results."
"It's like this in theory." Jon said, "But now, Voldemort, who laid down this curse, is falling into an unprecedented weakness, so I personally feel that now is the best opportunity.
"Is this...I will try my best to find a way." Professor Galadia Melos nodded thoughtfully.
"Thank you so much, Professor Melos." Jon said quickly.
"This is what I should do." A sly smile appeared on the old lady's face. She looked up and down at Jon carefully, and said slowly:
"It's you, Principal Hart... At your age, taking over the legacy of Albus Dumbledore is really a challenge!"
"I know this too well, so I will do my best." Jon nodded calmly.
"Good luck, Principal Hart!"
"I also wish you a pleasant stay at Hogwarts, Professor Melles."
...
Surrounded by fields and clusters of trees, a small building can be seen vaguely.
It used to be a stone bunker. Later, some rooms were built on it, the height of which was several stories high; the workmanship was crooked, as if it were forcibly built by magic. There are four or five chimneys on the roof of the red house, and a sign is inserted diagonally in front of the house, which seems to be written with two words
"The Burrow."
Jon Hart, who had caught Fox and Apparated and arrived at Ottery St. Catchpole Village in Devon, stopped and took a closer look at the small building.
There were some high-top leather boots thrown by the gate, a rusty crucible, and a few brown chickens pecking in the yard... There should be no wrong way.
After confirming that his destination was correct, Jon walked across the field to the small building and knocked gently on the door.
After meeting with Professor Galadia-Merles and coordinating her accommodation (Professor Merles’s former office, Slughorn is now living in it), Jon went on his own. I feel here.
He hadn't forgotten the agreement made between Auror and Kingsley-Shackle this morning. He would come here to have a formal meeting with the core members of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Who!" Mrs. Moli Weasley's voice came from the room.
Since the 12th Grimmauld Square was attacked by the "Grindelwald believers" a few months ago, the "Burrow" has become the temporary headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and all large and small meetings are held here.
Although it is a bit crowded, it is indeed a very safe place.
"It's me, ma'am." Jon said gently, "I'm Jon Hart."
It took almost half a minute before Weaslev realized who the owner of this voice was.
"Hart... Principal, please come in!" She stammered a little: "They are already here, Alastor and Remus are waiting for you."
"Not so polite, ma'am...you can just call me Jon from now on." Jon relaxed towards Mrs. Weasley, and then walked into the slightly crowded living room.
...
From the outside, the Burrow seems to be more crowded...but the conditions inside are fairly spacious.
The core members of the Order of the Phoenix sat on both sides of the long table in turn-after Jon Hart came in, almost all the eyes here were on him.
Alastor Moody’s huge magical eye stared at Jon; Kingsley Shackleh lowered his head and fell into contemplation; and Sirius Black used a different kind of Looking at Jon with an expression of trust...
Most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix were present (with the exception of the professors at Hogwarts), including the infamous Montonks-Fletcher, and the young man who joined the Order a few months ago. Harry Potter.
"Good afternoon!" Glancing at the serious witches and wizards, Jon said indifferently.
"Good afternoon..." There was a sporadic response~EbookFREE.me~ It seemed that everyone was not energetic.
"Any new news recently?" Jon asked casually.
"There is news about Voldemort!" The first one to speak was Remus Lupin, who was also one of the few wizards in the Order of the Phoenix who had a good relationship with Jon: "Someone found his whereabouts in Albania. ..."
Jon listened patiently to Lupin’s introduction, and then thoughtfully: "There is no doubt that we cannot catch Voldemort in the Black Forest of Albania... But as long as he is alive, one day he will return to Britain again. …So we just have to wait, and that’s it…"
"Any new news?" Jon continued to ask.
Arthur Weasley and Sirius Black looked at each other.
Finally, Sirius Black spoke softly: "One thing we all care very much about... that is, where should the Order of the Phoenix go from now on, Mr. Hart?"
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