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Chapter 439 Phoenix Society Discussion
Chapter 439 Phoenix Society Discussion
The Godric Valley was as quiet and deserted as usual over the weekend. With Christmas approaching, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the heavy snow made people shiver as they walked on the road.
However, once you step into a warm indoor space, this coldness might be alleviated quite a bit.
Absolutely not!
Loila stood in the corner of Dumbledore's room, looking at the few people around her, and trembled slightly.
No—Dumbledore, you didn't tell me there would be so many people here today!
When Loila woke up yesterday, she received a message from Dumbledore asking her to come to his house in Godric's Hollow the next day, apparently about the Order of the Phoenix.
But as soon as Loila opened the door, she was surprised to see the only person in the house, who was also a stranger.
He was an old man with a fake eye that looked around aimlessly, who leaned on a cane, appeared somewhat bald, and had a sharp gaze.
This kind of character, who seems to be an old professor, is exactly what Loila fears most! He's practically identical to Professor Graham from Durmstrang!
He didn't speak when he saw Loila, but simply stared at her with that eye, his gaze intensely scrutinizing her, which frightened Loila so much that she didn't dare to lift her head.
Why are you staring at me? — I clearly washed my hair before I left home today — Or is he discriminating against Veela? Well, sorry — I'm really sorry — I won't come to the meeting next time!
Loila stood trembling in the corner, too afraid to even sit down.
This awkward situation lasted for a long time until the door to the room was pushed open again.
Dumbledore, it must be you! Come quickly!
This was the first time Royla had ever looked forward to Dumbledore's arrival so much.
Unfortunately, it wasn't someone else who pushed open the door, but another person that Loila was afraid of.
"Heh." Snape walked in and sneered when he saw the two people present, especially when his gaze fell on Loira.
He didn't greet anyone either, but instead walked to a corner by himself.
For a moment, the three people in the room stood in the corner, forming a triangle around the living room table.
So... Professor Snape was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix?
Loila really hadn't expected Professor Snape to be like this—in her opinion, Professor Snape wouldn't like to get involved in such troublesome matters—could it be that you also have some kind of leverage over Dumbledore?
If all else fails, why don't you join the UMNO party? We won't use your weakness against you!
But—but Professor Snape and that person don't get along well either—they didn't even exchange a single word—Loira was sizing up Snape when their eyes met, and she quickly shrank back, not daring to utter a sound.
"hehe."
Professor Snape's cold laugh seemed to bring in the snow from outside, making Loira shudder.
Fortunately, this situation did not last long, because the next person to push open the door and walk in was indeed someone Loila knew, and someone she was very familiar with.
"Loila? And—Moody?" Lupin paused for a moment upon seeing the people present.
"Lupin—Mr. Lupin!" When she saw Lupin walk in, Loila almost collapsed to her knees. Finally, someone she knew had come—she didn't have to stand here so awkwardly anymore!
"What are you doing—" Lupin raised an eyebrow, looking at Loila's grateful eyes, then smiled as if he understood something.
"Remus—it's been a while." Seeing Lupin, Moody nodded slightly and walked over. "I heard you've been doing quite well lately?"
"Ah—this is all thanks to Loila," Lupin said, looking at Loila. "Her research is very useful."
"Loila?" The middle-aged man, whom Lupin called Moody, was silent for a few seconds, then raised an eyebrow: "So you're Professor Hamilton—"
"Ah—yes—yes." Loila pursed her lips and answered softly, hiding behind Lupin.
"I thought she was Albus's granddaughter," Moody said, laughing loudly, then coughing violently, seemingly from laughing too hard.
Are you alright, uncle?
"He is Alastor Moody—" Lupin began, introducing him, "a very powerful Auror."
"In the first confrontation with Voldemort, he was the one who took down most of the dark wizards in Azkaban." Lupin nodded slightly as he spoke. "So you don't need to be afraid of him."
"Hmm."
Hearing this actually scared me even more!
Could he have some special connection to dark wizards?
“You really don’t need to be afraid of me.” Moody nodded. “But Albus did the right thing; the fight against darkness must start with children.”
What do you mean by starting with children?! I'm talking about age—I'm already over sixty! Even excluding the years I spent sleeping, I'm already in my twenties!
"I'm not a child!" Roy glared at Moody, but then shrank back in fear because of the rotating fake eye.
"Moody, Loila isn't a child," Lupin explained. "She's a professor at Hogwarts."
"And they've already fought Voldemort."
"You fought Voldemort?" Moody immediately became serious upon hearing this. He subconsciously took a few steps closer and asked somewhat nervously, "How strong was he?"
"Has there been any regression?"
"Did you kill him?"
Ugh!
It's even scarier up close! But—wait a minute—is that eye actually a demon eye?
It looks like some kind of magical artifact—could it be related to a magic circle?
Can I play with it?
As Moody drew closer and observed the inner workings of his peculiar eyes, Loila's curiosity was immediately piqued. Almost instinctively, she exclaimed, "Is this eye—the Demon Eye?"
"Huh?" Moody paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "You're the first wizard to ask me that—but yes, it really is the Magic Eye!"
"Can I borrow it to play with?"
"?"
Moody's smile vanished instantly: "Fighting the darkness is no game—"
"Ah!" Loila shook her head as if realizing something, realizing her statement was ambiguous. She quickly corrected herself: "What I meant was—it was—the solution—the division—the research—"
Why does it feel even stranger?
Mr. Lupin, please don't look at me with that strange gaze!
In this somewhat strange atmosphere, the door to the room was pushed open again.
This time, it wasn't any of the other members of the Order of the Phoenix who walked in, but Dumbledore, with a gentle expression and a faint smile on his face.
Upon seeing the three of them, he bowed slightly and said, "It seems you get along quite well."
How did you come to the conclusion that it's not bad?