Those who came to pick up Harry were all familiar faces.
Mad Eye Moody, Lymus Lupin, the violet-haired witch, Nymphadora Tonks, Kingsley Shaker, Efias Dorjee, Dedalo Dego, Emmeline Vance, Stogie Bodemore, and Haisja Jones — it could be said that there were quite a number of people who came.
"Is it really necessary for so many people to come?"
Jon, who was standing in another villa not far away, looked at those people and the various magic patterns displayed in his vision. He couldn't help but shake his head.
"Is it necessary for so many people to come just to pick up one person?"
"After all, everyone wants to see Harry in advance. It's a good thing that so many people came. What if something happens? Right? "
"What can happen? It doesn't take long to walk from here to the Phoenix Society's Grimmauld Square. Even if Harry is young and can't use Phantom Transference, so he can only use a flying broom. There are too many people here. "
Jon didn't have much sympathy for this matter. After all, he had never been troubled like this before. Most of the long-distance magic he usually used were Flying Web and Phantom Transference. Firstly, he didn't need to worry about being monitored by the Ministry of Magic because of his identity. Secondly, his strength was there, and it was much faster to directly break through space.
Even when he didn't catch the Hogwarts Express, he flew directly from London to the Hogwarts. As a Wizard who had received classical magic education when he first entered school, he actually didn't know much about long-distance flying.
Ranke didn't say anything more.
He knew a little about Jon's deeds. When he was in his third year, he could fly directly from London to the Hogwarts without using too much Magic Power or using a flying broom. Now, this legendary figure had directly taken over the Phoenix Society, and his strength was second only to Dumbledore and Grindelwald. One had to admit that this world was indeed unfair.
There was really no need to talk about empathy with this kind of monster.
So naturally, it was obviously not realistic to ask Jon to understand the problem that Harry was facing without this kind of trouble.
He didn't dwell on this issue with Jon, but Joanne saw Tonks going upstairs to tidy up Harry's things with her binoculars, so she immediately followed up.
"Speaking of which, the Wizard obviously has more convenient magic to tidy up a room, so why are their residences always in a mess?"
"Maybe it's because of laziness?"
Ranke said, "Anyway, I'm not like this. I keep my own place up."
This could be seen from the state of the house they were living in now. It was very tidy, as if it was a clean place.
"I think that the Wizard's sloppy habits are actually derived from tradition. After all, they often need to concoct magic potions, and the existence of magic potions is destined to not be clean. The Wizard isn't flexible, or rather, it's like asking for their lives to change a little. It's really a difficult thing to do."
Jon himself had a deep understanding of this matter. It was fine if there were elves in the family. Generally, the elves would clean the house very well, but they themselves were not very hygienic. This was the problem of the master of the elves, because their master didn't pay much attention to this, and even took pleasure in bullying the elves. For example, Jon and the Yang family, they thought that the cleanliness of the elves was also a kind of dignity of their family. Naturally, the different thinking would lead to a different environment.
"About this, I think I can write about it."
Joanne made a note in her small notebook. Watching the Wizard leave the house one by one, she also stood up.
"I'll go out and take a look."
Jon and Rank naturally wouldn't stop her. They continued to stand in front of the window, watching the explosion in the sky outside. One broom after another rose into the sky from the back of the Dursley family's house. Joanne stood under the street lamp on Privet Drive, looking up.
The voice of the crazy man faintly came down from the sky. "… Quickly turn left, there's a Muggle looking up!" This Muggle was obviously referring to Joanne, but judging from Joanne's expression, she seemed to have heard the crazy man's voice, but didn't care.
"What do we do next? They've already left, are you going to leave too? "
Rank asked Jon in his ear, obviously asking for the next step of the plan.
Because he was also a member of the Phoenix Society, Jon's next plan was likely to affect his actions.
"Keep your actions the same, and follow the original plan. Your task is always to protect Joanne."
Jon said, "If it's not necessary, we won't use your power. For us, it's more important for you to protect Joanne."
What Joanne was doing now was really important. The Phoenix Society was only going to fight against Voldemort, but what Joanne was doing was directly related to their overthrow of the Secret Law.
One didn't need to think to know which was more important.
"Of course I have to go, because I have to attend the meeting of the Phoenix Society. But Mundungus is unreliable. In order to ensure that my identity won't be exposed, I need to instill some new memories in him. I plan to act first and report later. So after I leave, send this letter to Dumbledore, the slower the better."
"Understood."
Of course, Rank was also unhappy with Mundungus. After all, it had only been a few days since the last incident, and he also knew that … just like what Jon said, Mundungus was unreliable.
"There's not much time left, I'll leave first. I have to go to Grimmauld Square before they arrive. Previously, I asked Dumbledore to warn Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. This warning should be invalid now."
He said a few words, walked out of the door to say a few words to Joanne, and then disappeared into thin air.
He disappeared without a sound.
The speed of his disappearance made Rank think of Grindelwald, and he couldn't help but sigh.
With the difference in strength in front of him, it was truly a matter of despair.
When Jon arrived at Grimmauld Square, just as he expected, Harry and the rest had not arrived yet.
After greeting Mrs. Weasley and Sirius, he walked into the meeting room. Snape was there too.
And Mundungus.
For some reason, when Jon saw this person, he always had the urge to kill him directly.
But he knew that he couldn't do that, because this person was very important, and there were many things that he needed to do. But this didn't stop him from casting magic on Mundungus.
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