Chapter 392: The Order of the Phoenix Base (Sorry I wrote it but forgot to post it)

After leaving Hogwarts, Mike returned to the Masonic Secret Realm, and using the fireplace built there, he took the public Floo network directly to Norwich in the east of Ying Country.

This is a peaceful city, and the buildings there have a feeling of the 1980s in the coal country. Of course, these are a bit outdated in this era.

The Floo network node set up by the Ministry of Magic here is located in an abandoned villa on the edge of the entire city. When Mike walked out of it, he found that the yard of the villa was already overgrown with weeds. In addition to the street name written on the notice board at the door, it was also carved with skulls and various ghost sketches with a knife - needless to say, this must also be a "haunted house" full of ghost legends.

Mike did not stay here for long, summoned the Firebolt and flew westward.

There are relatively few forests in Ying Country, so Mike took advantage of the night wind and searched in the air for only half an hour before he found the forest that Dumbledore wrote on the note.

But when he landed on the river in the middle of the forest, something unexpected happened!

I saw that the trees near the lake in the middle of the forest were all wrapped with a lot of vines. The moment Mike landed, these vines twisted their bodies and swept towards Mike.

'Devil's net! '

With the bright moonlight in the sky, Mike immediately recognized the identity of these vines, and then he drew his wand!

"Boom!"

There was a bang in the air, and a large ball of red flames ignited from the blackthorn wand. The devil's nets that were originally sweeping towards this side began to retreat when they sensed the heat of the flames!

However, they did not give up Mike, their prey, and stopped after shrinking back to ten meters away from Mike, staying in the dark, ready to rush up at any time after the flames disappeared.

With a sigh of relief, Mike vigilantly observed the surroundings while walking towards the three huge elm trees growing side by side not far away.

This is the forest where Dumbledore's safe house is located. Although Mike can easily turn this forest into ashes with his current strength, it is foreseeable that by then, even if Dumbledore's safe house is not destroyed by the fire, it will definitely be affected.

When he came to the three elm trees, Mike only saw the forest full of fallen leaves and trees like the surroundings, and did not see the shadow of the house at all.

But he was not in a hurry, but closed his eyes and silently recited the address given by Dumbledore.

'On the west side of the small lake in the center of the forest twenty miles west of Norwich, there are three parallel elm trees. '

Repeated silently three times, when Mike opened his eyes again, he found that the forest in front of him had changed dramatically!

The space in front of him suddenly twisted, and a dilapidated villa suddenly emerged, twisting and squeezing all the surrounding trees, including the three huge elm trees, to both sides!

Although he was used to all kinds of wonders in the magic world, seeing such a huge Fidelius Charm for the first time still made Mike temporarily lose his mind.

When he came to his senses, he found that the space in front of him had stopped distorting, and a shabby villa with a garden opened its door in front of him. After

taking a deep breath, Mike held up his torch-like wand and walked towards the villa. The garden of the villa was already full of thick fallen leaves. These fallen leaves were rotting in the humid forest, forming a dark brown mud on the ground. Stepping on it felt like walking into dog shit, which made Mike very unhappy.

But no matter how unhappy he was, Mike had to move forward.

However, as a revenge for the garden owner's laziness, Mike did not wipe the mud off his feet on the stone slab at the door when he entered the villa. As a result, as Mike strode into the villa, a series of black footprints were printed on the dusty stone floor in the villa's foyer.

In the foyer of the villa stood a house elf with drooping ears. Mike guessed that he should be sent by Dumbledore to greet him, but he seemed very dissatisfied with Mike's behavior of bringing in the mud outside, and he stood there trembling with anger.

Unfortunately, as a house elf, he did not have the power to beat up guests.

So after staring at Mike for a while, he gritted his teeth and pointed at the stairs leading to the second floor.

"You are a bad house elf," Mike suddenly said to the house elf when he passed by the house elf walking towards the stairs, "This villa is very dirty, especially the garden outside. It can be seen that you don't work hard at all!"

After that, Mike walked up the stairs with a smirk on his face, leaving the house elf staring at Mike in amazement.

It was unknown how long it took, until Mike disappeared around the corner, the house elf reacted.

He snapped his fingers and conjured a broom, then gritted his teeth and walked towards the garden outside the villa.

At this time, Mike walked into the only room on the second floor with an open door.

This is a room full of various books. Compared with the outside, it is relatively clean. Although it is still a bit messy, at least there is no dust everywhere.

The only thing that could be called furniture in the room was a set of desks placed right in front of the window. The person Mike was looking for, Dumbledore, who was wearing an orange robe with white spots, had his back to Mike, looking through the transparent glass window at the small lake not far away that reflected the moon.

"You shouldn't tease Little Teacup. He is a very good house-elf. The reason why this place is so dirty is not because he doesn't work hard, but because I just borrowed him from a friend's house and haven't had time to start cleaning."

Dumbledore's iconic voice came slowly, and Mike didn't say anything. His behavior just now was indeed a bit bad and childish, and those words might also cause immeasurable psychological damage to the house-elf, so he said expressionlessly:

"Sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore. I will apologize to Little...Little Teacup later for my words and deeds just now."

"Very good," Dumbledore turned and looked at Mike with a warm smile on his face, "So Mike, why did you come to see me?"

Dumbledore was wearing a nightcap on his head. It was an orange velvet pointed hat that looked a bit like a Christmas hat, but at the end of the hat there was a huge snow-white ball of wool.

As Dumbledore turned around suddenly, the ball of wool shook violently, which was very funny with Dumbledore's nightgown.

Mike suppressed his smile, forced a straight face, and said seriously,

"It was Harry. I used Legilimency on him when I was teaching him Occlumency, but I didn't expect to find that he had started having nightmares again recently. And this time, Voldemort appeared in his dream!"

Hearing this, Dumbledore's face changed drastically. His warm smile suddenly disappeared, and he put on a serious expression and asked:

"What kind of dream is it?"

"You can see for yourself."

As he said this, Mike took out the blackthorn wand, put the tip of the wand against his temple, and slowly moved the wand after accumulating power.

As Mike moved, a light band emitting bright silver light was pulled out by the tip of the wand.

Seeing this, Dumbledore also understood what he meant, and casually took out a huge marble table taller than the entire desk from a drawer of the desk. There were a lot of ancient magic words engraved around the stone table, some of which even Mike could not recognize.

And at the top of the stone table there was a semicircular groove, which was filled with a pool of bright silver liquid.

Pensieve!

Mike made a judgment, and then raised the wand to put the light band into the basin.

As waves of ripples spread, Dumbledore couldn't wait to bury his head in it.

...

"The Hall of Prophecy, his target is that prophecy!"

Ten minutes later, when Dumbledore stuck his head out of the Pensieve, he blurted out this sentence.

At this time, Dumbledore's expression was very complicated, with a bit of surprise, but also seemed to be somewhat relieved, as if he had expected Voldemort to do this, but he had never dared to believe it.

Mike was secretly happy in his heart. He knew that Voldemort's target was the prophecy about him and Harry stored in the Hall of Prophecy, and on the way here, he had already thought about this plan in detail.

In the original book, Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix did fight a battle with Voldemort and his Death Eaters in this Hall of Prophecy, but the result was bleak, because although they stopped Voldemort's conspiracy, they also lost a capable general-Sirius Black! This

was unreasonable in Mike's view. Voldemort took advantage of Harry's impulsiveness and Dumbledore's inadequate preparation, which was why he won a small victory in this war.

Mike is confident that with his presence this time, the trap Voldemort set for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix will become his own prison!

His Freemasonry and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix will join forces, and there is a high probability that they can directly beat Voldemort back to a wandering spirit in the Ministry of Magic.

Even if it doesn't work, they can kill all of Voldemort's Death Eaters!

Of course, this requires Dumbledore's cooperation, and this is the purpose of Mike's trip.

"Oh? What Hall of Prophecy?"

Thinking of this, Mike pretended to know nothing and looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

Dumbledore in front of him did not speak evasively as Mike had expected, but explained directly:

"The Hall of Prophecy, that is the place where the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic keeps prophecies, and Voldemort's target is a prophecy stored in it."

Dumbledore paused here, as if he was struggling whether to tell Mike what happened next, but after struggling for a moment, he still said:

"I believe you also know the story of Harry defeating Voldemort fifteen years ago, but that was actually because of that prophecy. It was a prophecy made by Trelawney, your Divination professor. It claimed that a child born at the end of July would kill Voldemort. Afterwards, I immediately protected Trelawney, but the general content of the prophecy was leaked out and Voldemort knew it. So you should have known what happened next. Voldemort broke into Harry's attack and eventually died."

"Why did he have to get that prophecy?"

"Who knows? Perhaps because he was defeated by Harry before, he wants to carefully confirm the details of the prophecy and wants to completely control Harry's fate."

Dumbledore sighed deeply and said,

"Okay, I know what happened, Mike. You go back to Hogwarts first and pay attention to Harry's situation. If he has any dreams again, you can use this to contact me."

After that, Dumbledore handed a small mirror to Mike.

A two-sided mirror, a set of two mirrors, can be used for long-distance video calls.

Mike put the mirror away expressionlessly, looked up and asked:

"What are you going to do?"

"This is not what you should..." Dumbledore suddenly noticed Mike's serious expression halfway through his words, so he changed his words, "Well, I plan to inform Fudge about this first and ask him to strengthen his defenses. Of course, he probably won't believe me. So I will send someone I trust to keep an eye on the place, and I will rush there in person if there is any movement."

"Why don't we just steal the prophecy first?"

"Because the prophecy ball is cast with an irreversible curse, only people who are closely related to the prophecy can remove it."

"In other words, only Harry and Voldemort can remove the prophecy?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said:

"What do you want to say?"

"I think this is an opportunity, Headmaster Dumbledore." Mike looked at Dumbledore with sparkling eyes. "Harry's brain is connected to Voldemort's for some reason, and they can know each other's thoughts. This is a foregone conclusion after a series of events. This means that Voldemort really wants to get the prophecy.

However, the prophecy can only be taken by him or Harry, so he either has to go to the Hall of Prophecy himself, or trick Harry into going to the Hall of Prophecy to take the prophecy, and then he will send someone to snatch it.

No matter which option he chooses, he must send his Death Eaters to the Hall of Prophecy, and if the Death Eaters are in a disadvantageous situation, he may even do it himself.

So now that we know this, why not take advantage of the situation and catch them off guard in the Hall of Prophecy?"

Mike spoke out his plan in one breath, and then stared at Dumbledore, waiting for his response.

Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite him, was stunned and staring at Mike. Mike could tell from his trembling white beard and his fixed eyes that Dumbledore was extremely surprised.

After a while, Dumbledore finally recovered. He swallowed and murmured,

"I have to say, you are a very imaginative child. But what I want to say is that although your plan seems feasible, it actually has a fatal flaw in its execution."