They came out of the training room, and when they passed the meeting room of the Order of the Phoenix, Fred took out his retractable ear and tried it. "No, they've learned

their lesson." They returned to the living room, and Penelope made tea for them.

"Don't we need to call Percy down?" Hermione asked.

"He's working on a report upstairs." Penelope said.

"That sounds familiar." Ron scratched his chin

and said, "Wouldn't it sound better if it was 'he's working on a paper upstairs'? We've been hearing it for seven years." Fred said with some sadness, "I was saying that I always felt something was missing this month, and now it's finally made up."

Neville chuckled, "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

At this time, Penelope used her wand to direct the teapot and teacup to fly onto the table.

"You don't know, the director of his department has not been decided yet, and he is holding back."

"He is so confident? Is it possible?" Harry asked in surprise. Percy's department is the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation. The previous director was Barty Crouch. After Crouch was imprisoned in Azkaban, this position has been vacant and is served by former Minister Fudge.

"It's about the same as the possibility of him suddenly getting the Order of Merlin." Penelope made a joke, "but he always has hope."

"It's not that difficult, is it?" Ron said half-seriously, "As long as you are hit by the Cruciatus Curse of a mysterious person."

Penelope looked at him with a reproachful look.

"Why do you think you got the medal? Just because of the Cruciatus Curse?"

"Uh"

"It should be to set a few examples at the critical moment." Harry remembered what Ms. Bones said to them.

"The Order of Merlin is not that cheap." Penelope said.

Harry was a little unconvinced. If someone like Lockhart can get the Order of Merlin, what else can't happen?

"Is it because we are still alive?"

"Just being alive is enough," Penelope said pertinently. Harry looked at her in confusion, and she said very rationally: "You've disrupted the You-Know-Who's plan. He probably didn't plan to find three witnesses for himself. Sorry, it's four."

She touched the wand to the teapot, and the teapot immediately emitted puffs of white steam, followed by a small stream of water flowing out of the teapot, forming a small vortex at the bottom of the cup. "Not bad, isn't it? I learned it from my mother during the holidays."

"What? Uh, yes," Harry said, still struggling with the topic just now. "But why?"

"You can see that you didn't listen carefully to Ms. Bones' speech." Hermione pointed out the truth unpleasantly.

"Did she make any remarkable speeches besides stalling time for reporters to take pictures?" Ron asked.

"Of course," Hermione straightened up and cleared her throat, which almost foreshadowed that she was going to have a long speech. Sure enough, she began to imitate Ms. Bones' way of speaking.

"In the past month, oh, this is for all wizards, I continue to not have much sad news. No one has died mysteriously, and there is no Dark Mark hanging over your neighbor. In fact, all the unrest is caused by the new measures of the Ministry of Magic. I heard some complaints. The Ministry of Magic must assign a group of people to deal with all kinds of sarcastic questions and shouting letters. However, what is more worthy of vigilance is the reason behind this phenomenon: there are still many people who choose to believe and doubt the bad news of the return of the mysterious man..."

"… Taking advantage of this opportunity today, the Ministry of Magic, together with the Wizengamot and the Anti-Dark Arts League, solemnly announce: The You-Know-Who is really back, hiding in the darkness, lurking among the crowd, gathering Death Eaters and his minions who once depended on him in places we can't see. If we are still ignorant, the contribution of the four people sitting on the stage waiting to receive the award today will be greatly reduced, and the time they have bought for us will be wasted. It is also a huge blow to the Ministry of Magic staff, Aurors, strikers and pioneers from all walks of life who took action at the first time..." "

…We must have confidence and courage before the enemy shows up, because more difficult days are yet to come. Fortunately, we already have role models. When they fell into darkness, they showed a strong will and told us that there is no need to be afraid and daunted. They successfully walked out with injuries and issued a warning of war."

"I hope we can stay positive and optimistic. Although the road ahead is full of fog, I still want to imagine the joy of victory. When people look back on this history, they will find that the seeds of victory have already been planted..."

Hermione finished, "The following is an introduction to the Ministry of Magic's current wartime policy."

The people present looked at her without blinking.

"Did you memorize the Minister's speech?" Ron asked with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at some strange creature, such as a blasting-tailed skrewt that suddenly broke into the kitchen.

"The complete speech is in the newspaper. I read it several times, and if you get up early enough and are willing to help in the kitchen, you will find that this speech is repeatedly played on the magic radio." Hermione said to them.

"So you still memorized it." Ron said persistently.

Penelope looked at Hermione with shining eyes: "I should have met you earlier. We must have a lot in common. How about coming to the "Future World" company after graduation?" She couldn't help recruiting talents.

"Hey, we have been eyeing Hermione for a long time and are going to invite her to join the "Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes." Fred pretended to complain.

Harry choked on the water. He really couldn't imagine the image of Hermione being associated with prank objects.

"You're thinking of robbing people so early?" Ron asked in confusion.

Fred and George sighed in unison.

"Strike first, don't you see Penelope doing the same?" "

Then there's no need to do it so early. You haven't even graduated yet," Harry said. As a result, he saw the twins looking at each other tacitly. A bold idea came to his mind. He said in a lost voice: "You're not planning to drop out of school, are you?"

"How could that be?"

"You're thinking too much,"

the two said in unison.

"You can't even fool Valen with this, can you, Valen?" Ron said. Valen heard someone calling him and looked up from the sofa. He was holding a small fishing rod in his hand, with a ball of yarn tied to the hook. He was playing a game with Crookshanks lying on the carpet.

"You've become smarter, my dear brother," Fred said gloomily.

"But not smart enough," George added.

"So you really plan to drop out?" Harry said, a voice in his heart shouting that Mrs. Weasley would never agree to it. Even if they were tied up with tape and stuck to the luggage rack of the Hogwarts Express, she would not hesitate at all.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Fred said in a panic. "Let me put it this way, we are not planning to drop out of school, we are just preparing to put up our own sign in advance."

"In fact, there is a better choice, using the store of the 'Future World' company." George said depressedly, "but Remus refused."

"But why?"

"Different concepts," Fred spread his hands and made the shape of "antique" with his mouth, "We think that people's mood will continue to be depressed in the future, and they will definitely need to find some fun at this time. Prank items will be very popular."

George nodded, "Now it's our turn to show our skills."

"We are going to open a store, not in Diagon Alley, but in Hogsmeade." Fred said his plan.

"We didn't think about dropping out of school. Mom would hang us up and beat us." George muttered, "Or stuff us into the sink and drown us, pretending we never existed."

"Great," Ron said, "What products have you prepared?"

"A lot." Fred and George grinned, "But don't count the sound transmission mirror and the anti-curse series. Those two will be kept in the 'Future World' and returned to us after the war is over."

"Safety"

"We chose to be neighbors with the Future World." George winked at Neville who asked the question.

"What about the store staff?"

"Let's hire someone first. We will inspect when Hogsmeade is open, and use owls to contact us at other times. It's a pity that all the secret passages in the school to the outside have been sealed." Fred smacked his lips and said, "But since we only have one year left... it's still bearable."

"I may join the Ministry of Magic after graduation." Hermione said, "But I don't want to give up my study of ancient runes." She said with a headache.

"Do you want to be an Auror too?" Fred asked in surprise, looking at Harry and Ron.

"Hermione wants to be the Minister of Magic." Harry said without hesitation.

Hermione glared at him but didn't argue.

"I just think that some things have to be done," she said calmly.

Fred and George gave a thumbs up.

At this moment, there was a noise in the hallway, and Fred glanced downstairs. "The meeting is over," he turned around and said.

So when Felix, Sirius and others came to the living room, they saw a group of people drinking tea quietly. "I thought you would eavesdrop, and the door was opened several times in the middle." Tonks sat down between them with a smile.

"I'll talk to Emilia tomorrow." Sirius said to Felix, referring to Bode's matter.

"Please bring this amulet to him." Felix took out a pendant that looked like a snail shell from his ring and handed it to Sirius.