"I don't think he'll be able to come, Ron." As Lady Weasley spoke, she placed a large plate of roast chicken in front of Harry. "He's really busy right now, but Arthur told me that Kingsley will be coming tonight. Remus and the others will be there too. We can celebrate on a small scale."
Busyness was the norm for the Order of the Phoenix. In the next few days, everyone who came here was in a hurry.
Even Bill had been assigned a task and couldn't help make the flying broom.
In fact, Harry soon discovered that living in the headquarters of the anti- Lord Voldemort wasn't as interesting or exciting as he had thought.
Although the members of the Order of the Phoenix came and went regularly, sometimes staying for dinner, and sometimes only staying for a few minutes to whisper, Lady Weasley made sure that they didn't hear anything.
The public opinion in the outside world was also calm. After suffering a huge setback in the trial, Foggy suddenly became well-behaved.
He seemed to finally understand that the more he did, the more mistakes he made, or that he was hatching a new conspiracy.
In short, Foggy returned to his old ways and began to slander Dumbledore, Elwyn, and Harry through the Daily Prophet, trying to discredit them as much as possible. But this time, the media in the market were no longer one-sided articles.
Elwyn's Hogwarts Magic Newspaper was full of negative comments about Foggy, which attracted a large number of readers.
This was a collision of two completely different voices, and for the time being, neither could win the other.
To be honest, compared to Foggy, the ordinary people of the magic world seemed to be more willing to believe in Dumbledore.
However, the resurrection of Lord Voldemort was an exception, and no one was willing to believe it.
They thought that Dumbledore might have gone senile, but Foggy was actually worse than him …
Just as Lupin had told Elwyn, the reason Foggy had won the election wasn't because he performed well, but because his competitors were worse than him. It was actually a game to see who was worse than who. That was the nature of an election campaign.
They didn't need to worry about these things. Under Elwyn's guidance, they were able to focus on making the black, thick, and large flying brooms.
Hermione and Ginny had already drawn up the design, but there were still many difficulties in turning it into a real object.
Other than that, Elwyn was also organizing the battle techniques and spells that he should teach them.
He found that apart from himself and Hermione, everyone else didn't even know all the common duel incantations, so he had to help them learn the basics.
Harry and Weasley's family were not too bad. Many adult wizards might not even be able to cast Armour Spell.
It sounded funny, but it was the truth …
As for training them according to the Auror's methods, they were still quite a ways off, so it would take some time before they could begin.
In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of the holiday.
Elwyn was drawing runes on a piece of parchment, designing the sensors for the flying brooms. This was the most difficult part. Beside him, Harry was cleaning up Hedwig's feces on the top of the wardrobe. Just then, Ron walked into the bedroom with three envelopes.
"The book list is here. It just arrived." He threw Elwyn's and Harry's books to them. "I was downstairs with Ginny just now, and a flock of owls rushed in. They're really too slow this year, I thought they'd forgotten. In the past, they would've been here long ago!"
Elwyn opened the envelope. He would be entering the fourth grade at the start of the new semester. There were two pieces of parchment inside: one was to remind him that school would start on the first of September, and the other told him what books and things he needed for the next school year.
Apart from the normal items, there was nothing new, only the Defense Against Black Magic class required new teaching materials.
This was something that was obvious. Every new Defense Arts of Black Magic class would have different teaching materials.
"There are only two new books." Harry said as he read from his list. "'Standard Incantations, Level Five', by Miranda Gorshak, and 'Defense Against Black Magic Theory', by Wilbert Slinka."
With a snap, Fred and George's phantoms appeared beside them.
"We were just wondering who ordered Slinka's book." Fred said gently.
"Because this means that Dumbledore has found a new teacher for the Defense Against Black Magic class." George said.
"It's about time he found one." Fred said.
"What do you mean?" Harry said doubtfully as he jumped down and landed beside them.
"Oh, a few weeks ago, we used telescopic ears to eavesdrop on Mom and Dad's conversation." Fred said, "From their conversation, we could tell that Dumbledore had gone through a lot of trouble to find someone who could do the job for this school year."
"Looking at what happened to the previous five teachers, it's not that surprising, is it?" George said.
"One was fired, one was forced to resign, one died, one had his memory erased, and one was locked in a box for half a year." Harry counted with his fingers. "Yes, I understand what you mean."
This position had been cursed by Lord Voldemort. Whoever took it would have bad luck. This year, it was Umrich's turn.
"Right, no one dared to take this position, and I don't know who had the guts." Fred said as he moved to Elwyn's side. "Elwyn, have you finished designing the sensor device? I can't wait to try riding the new broom! "
"I still need some time. There are some things I still need to think about." Elwyn said.
"As long as you can design it before the competition starts." George said. "Hey, Ron, what's wrong with you?"
Ron didn't answer. A few of them turned around to look.
Ron stood there motionless, his mouth slightly open. He stared blankly at the letter Hogwarts gave him.
"What's going on?" Fred asked curiously. He walked behind Ron and peeked over his shoulder to look at the parchment.
Then, Fred also opened his mouth in shock.
"Prefect?!" He swallowed hard and stared at the letter in disbelief. "Prefect?!"
George quickly rushed forward and snatched the letter from Ron's other hand. He turned it over, and a red and gold object fell into his palm.
He was immediately stimulated, and his eyes widened.
"Impossible." George said in a low voice.
"There must be a mistake!" Fred snatched the letter from Ron's hand and held it high under the light, as if he wanted to check the watermark on it. "Who in their right mind would choose Ron as prefect?"
The twins' heads turned in unison, and all four eyes stared at Harry.
"We thought it would be you!" Fred said.
From his tone, it sounded like Harry had deceived them in some way.
"Yes, we thought Dumbledore would choose you!" George said indignantly.
"Yes, you did so much," Fred said.
"Ron isn't bad either. He was the school's champion last semester!" Elwyn said. Ron's letter had been passed to him.
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