The shops in Diagon Alley were much quieter than usual.

"That's normal if your shop also has rows of Death Eater photos posted on the door..." Madam Malkin said as she measured Felix's size.

Felix enjoyed warm service in the robe shop.

He glanced at the wanted posters in the window and various large purple notices, and thought her words made sense. Passersby on the street were in a hurry. Everyone went in groups of three or five with clear goals, and went straight to where they were going. After buying things, they never stayed for long and left quickly through the public fireplace. After

coming out of the store, he walked into Sword Castle with a vanilla ice cream bought from Florin Fusco's ice cream shop and stayed there all day.

"The principle of the anti-thief waterfall is very complicated. The key point is the mixture of seventeen alchemical materials and multiple magic spells. Some obscure places may use the magic unique to goblins. I checked and found that the anti-thief waterfall technology appeared when wizards and goblins were in the honeymoon period?"

"You are absolutely right," said a staff member of the Ministry of Magic who was sent over. "The goblins are so bad that they actually kept a hand in the communication!" The short and fat wizard said angrily.

"But you haven't found it yet." Fred whispered to George in the crowd.

In the following time, everyone divided the work and cooperated, each doing their own job. What Creme said was right. The research wizards in the company were extremely efficient. Several staff members of the Ministry of Magic present were amazed again and again. They found that their knowledge of the anti-thief waterfall was quickly understood and digested, as if they were not facing a single individual, but a humanoid creature with dozens of heads.

Before the end of the work day, the researchers of Future World Company had caught up with the previous progress of the Ministry of Magic and successfully restored the ratio of the three alchemical materials.

"I will stay at the old house for one night today." Felix said to Fred and George. They were now in a room on the top floor of Sword Castle. The interior decoration was plain, like an empty office, but the fireplace here was connected to the old Black house.

If Tonks and Sirius connected the Ministry of Magic with the Order of the Phoenix, then Remus Lupin connected the Future World Company headed by Felix and the Order of the Phoenix. To some extent, Fred, George and Penelope also played a similar role.

It took some time to wait for Percy, and he arrived half an hour later than expected.

"Ms. Bones used you too much." Penelope said dissatisfiedly.

"The Ministry is seriously understaffed," Percy said happily, "It's time for me to show my skills." He hurriedly rolled up a few documents and stuffed them into the big pocket of his clothes. Then he passed through the fireplace and just caught up with a pot of hot food.

Mrs. Weasley received Penelope warmly.

"We came back too late yesterday. Not only was Harry's birthday party forced to be cancelled, but I didn't get many opportunities to talk to you."

"Mom, there will be plenty of time in the future." Percy muttered.

"But the first few times are the most important." Mrs. Weasley said with a straight face.

At the dining table, Bill was talking about his new job.

"I really didn't adapt to it at first. It was all office work, which was far worse than what I had before. The good thing is that I have a lot more time to work for the Order of the Phoenix... I'm partnered with a group of old gentlemen whose pace of life is frighteningly slow." He imitated his colleagues and handed the ketchup bottle to Harry, who was sitting next to him, with his movements more than ten times slower.

Everyone around the dining table laughed. Harry accidentally met Ginny's eyes, and Ginny's grinning mouth immediately closed, and her movements with the knife and fork became elegant. "Yes, Ginny imitated it the most." Bill praised loudly.

Hermione chuckled.

"What's wrong?" Ron looked at her puzzled.

"Nothing." Hermione said immediately, and she turned to look at Harry. Harry's face suddenly became very hot, and he didn't know why.

Dinner was stew, treacle pie and vegetable soup. Felix put down his cutlery before Mrs. Weasley could serve him soup, so Mrs. Weasley turned her attention to Penelope.

"Is the food not to your taste, dear?"

"Oh, no," Penelope said, and found that her bowl of soup was immediately filled.

Sirius came late, and when he came back, everyone had almost finished eating and was chatting. He sat in the vacant seat and ate the remaining food in big mouthfuls.

"The interrogation work is only one-third done--" He drank the soup in his bowl in one breath, "Thank you, Molly, fill it up--everyone lied that they were under the Imperius Curse, but Amelia didn't intend to let them go easily, especially McNeill and Rookwood, both of whom had criminal records."

Felix knew that the former was regarded as the mastermind of the Quidditch World Cup riot, and the latter was a confirmed Death Eater who had been in Azkaban for more than ten years and had only escaped from prison a few days ago. It would be a miracle if Ms. Bones was willing to let them go.

Sirius swallowed a rolled-up pie in two or three bites, sighed comfortably, and slowed down his movements.

Ron stared at him without blinking, as if he was watching an interesting TV show.

"By the way, Sirius," Felix asked, "I heard that a Unspoken person was injured?"

"Is that true?" Sirius raised his head from the soup bowl.

"The one named Bode." Felix reminded.

"Bode," Sirius thought and said slowly, "I have some impression... It seems that there was an accident in his research and he was sent to St. Mungo's for treatment. I was too busy yesterday and didn't pay attention to these little things. What happened to him?" He asked sensitively. "

Let's talk about it at the meeting." Felix answered briefly.

Sirius showed a thoughtful expression. After staying with Amelia Bones for a month, his sense of smell became much sharper, and he immediately realized that this might not be a coincidence. Harry, Ron and Hermione on the side also showed interested expressions.

"This name sounds familiar." Ron muttered.

"We met him in the camp for the Quidditch World Cup," Hermione whispered. "He works in the Department of Mysteries?"

Harry also remembered.

"Wait." He almost instantly connected this matter with Voldemort. He looked at Mr. Weasley, "You told us that the work in the Department of Mysteries is top secret."

"This--"

Mr. Weasley's expression was very surprised, but Harry was racking his brains to think.

"This means, it means that Voldemort wants something in it! Or information or something! And Bode is either an undercover Death Eater, or he's been cursed!"

"Children--" Mr. Weasley said hesitantly.

"It's okay, Arthur." Sirius said, "See what they can analyze, I can give it to Amelia - I mean, even if we stop them, they will discuss it secretly in private, it's better to listen, maybe we can get some useful inspiration."

Harry glanced at his godfather gratefully. "Uh." He was suddenly stuck.

"What is Bode's specific job?" Hermione asked. Sirius frowned, "I'm not sure-"

"Which hall does he work in? The Time Hall, the Prophecy Hall, the Brain Hall, the Space Hall, or the room with the stone arch?" Hermione asked again, and Sirius almost bit his tongue.

"How did you know!?"

It was Hermione's turn to be stuck, and she glanced at Felix secretly. "I-oh-I guess, it's from a book?"

"Information from the Department of Mysteries is never leaked." Mr. Weasley said seriously.

"She must have seen it in Nick Flamel's information," Felix explained. "I gave it to her before the end of last school year. There's too much information and I haven't read every one of them. Maybe Nick mentioned it casually in one of his notes."

Professors can really lie...

Hermione blinked and put on an expression of "that's it."

Sirius and Mr. Weasley suddenly realized.

"Nick Flamel... No wonder, that makes sense." Mr. Weasley said. Since the students of Beauxbatons stayed in Hogwarts for a whole year last year, it was no secret that Felix inherited all of Nick Flamel's inheritance.

For a while, the newspapers even reported it in great detail.

"I heard Fleur mention it," Bill said suddenly, "You are also a board member of Beauxbatons."

"Fleur?" Harry, Ron, Hermione and the Weasley twins shouted at the same time.

"What's going on?" asked Mrs. Weasley. "Am I mistaken? Isn't she one of the warriors of Beauxbatons? Is she a Frenchwoman?"

"She's my new colleague, and she just started working two days ago. I promised to help her with her English... You all know how boring office work is." Bill shrugged and said, "I really hope the war will end soon."

"That's not up to us," Ron muttered, "The You-Know-Who won't admit defeat obediently... By the way, Harry, why did Headmaster Dumbledore come to you today?" "

Dumbledore came during the day?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Yes, but he didn't say a few words, and then he took Harry away for the whole day. Harry didn't come back much earlier than you did." Ron said.

Several adults looked at Harry.

"Can you tell?" Mr. Weasley asked very measuredly, "If Headmaster Dumbledore asked you to keep it a secret, then don't tell anyone."

"Well, I'm not sure." Harry said blankly, "We didn't seem to do anything. Headmaster Dumbledore took me to an old friend's house for afternoon tea and ate a belly full of pineapple candied fruit. Headmaster Dumbledore also persuaded the old friend to move to a safer place to live..."

"Who did you visit? Do you remember his name?" Felix asked.

"Horace Slughorn." Harry thought for a moment and said.

"Professor Slughorn?" Mr. Weasley shouted, and looking at the reactions of others, he explained: "He used to teach us, me and Molly. He is an excellent potion master. I guess that's why we can't let him fall to the other side?"

After dinner, the adults went to the room for a meeting, and the children sat in the living room dissatisfied. "At least I'm with you." Penelope said, scratching Crookshanks' chin at the same time, and the cat lay comfortably on her legs.

...

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, in an ancient building. Large tracts of flowers were overgrown with thorns because no one cared for them, casting messy and twisted shadows in the darkness. There was no one around, and it was very desolate.

A bug looking for food did not learn a lesson from its companions and flew straight into the castle. It climbed up the beams of the house along the ancient and mottled walls, and in the dim light, it stared at the solemn and depressed crowd below with its compound eyes.

"Shh."

The bug was burned to ashes by the sudden force.

Severus Snape was attending a meeting of Death Eaters.