Mundungus never thought that he would be suddenly attacked.
To be more precise, he didn't even know who Jon was.
He only saw a young face walk in, and thought that it was a newcomer that Dumbledore had recruited. He greeted Snape and the others, and thought that this newcomer was easy to talk to. So he was about to walk up when Jon slapped him.
With Jon's current state, it was actually not difficult to deal with a Wizard whose state was lower than his. As long as Sirius and the others didn't meddle, he could safely and quickly modify Mundungus's memory.
"To be honest, I feel that there's no point in having him here."
Jon saw the confusion in Mundungus's eyes, and then began to use his magic to shuttle through Mundungus's mind.
"He wasn't present when he first met me, which means that Dumbledore doesn't trust him that much. Now that he's involved in this matter, it really makes one feel helpless."
"These are all Dumbledore's arrangements. Since Dumbledore made such arrangements, he must have his reasons."
Sirius explained, but obviously no one believed his explanation.
"Believe me, Dumbledore just thinks it's troublesome. After all, dealing with him is also a troublesome matter."
Jon's hand hovered near Mundungus's temple. Fine electric sparks burst out between his fingers to modify Mundungus's memory.
Actually, it wasn't that there wasn't a better choice. He could brainwash Mundungus and make him his subordinate, but Jon didn't think it was suitable.
This method was more strange and evil than Voldemort's usual methods — at least in the eyes of the Wizard around him. Even though some extreme methods were needed to deal with Voldemort, such extreme methods might not be acceptable to the Wizard of the Phoenix Society. They couldn't stand Mundungus, and they might not be able to accept the next Voldemort.
So out of consideration, Jon still didn't use that method. He just erased Mundungus's memory of him, and wrote a psychological suggestion in his soul. When he saw Jon, he would unconsciously forget about Jon. In fact, this kind of magic was what the Hufflepuff Family was good at. Professor Sprout had also used this magic before to make Hufflepuff's students not be noticed by Harry Potter.
It was just that Sprout's magic was used on the students, while Jon's magic was used on the observers.
It was just a different route to the same goal.
"By the way, can that child come in?"
Jon glanced at the door, and Mrs. Weasley immediately understood. She cast an anti-interference spell on the kitchen door. It wasn't that the children couldn't be trusted, but there was still a risk of them being exposed.
"Dumbledore wrote him a note. When he arrives, he can take a look and find this place. This house will be left to him sooner or later," the Sirius Sirius said calmly.
Sirius said flatly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"In that case, you've already thought it through?"
"What if I don't? I'm the only one left in the family. I have to bear the responsibility of inheriting the family. At least on this point, the ancestor was right."
Jon nodded and didn't say anything more. In fact, if they continued talking, no one else would be able to understand what they were talking about.
But since he had already thought it through, then it was easy to handle. Jon made a tick in his own plan, then sat down.
This room was very small, and to Jon, the environment was a little dirty.
But he had no choice. He knew that now wasn't the time to be picky.
"Everyone is clear on what to do next, right?"
He wiggled his fingers. "Or do you still need to discuss it?"
"There's no problem with the few of us, but after all, the Phoenix Society doesn't only have the few of us." The Sirius Sirius said, "We still have to wait for them to come back."
Jon had to admit that it was rare to see such a scene. Although the Sirius Sirius and Snape didn't speak, it was still surprising that they could peacefully stay in the same space.
Unfortunately, in his plan, or in reality, the two of them were still going to die.
Jon was about to speak when the sound of the door opening was suddenly heard. Hearing the scattered footsteps, he knew that their guards and savior had arrived.
"I'll go out and take a look."
Mrs. Weasley walked from the kitchen to the door, then quickly walked towards the people who had just entered. Her face was filled with a very warm smile, which was naturally for Harry.
"Oh, Harry, I'm so happy to see you."
She hugged Harry and said softly, then carefully looked at Harry for a while. "You look thinner. You need to eat more, but I'm afraid it'll be a while before dinner."
Then she looked at the Wizard behind Harry and said softly, "He just arrived. The meeting has already started."
This "he" was naturally referring to Jon. Jon was hidden in the corner of the kitchen. Hearing Mrs. Weasley's words, he raised his eyebrows.
The Wizard was still very curious about him. After all, everyone wanted to know why such a young person could be favored by Dumbledore and guide so many things in the Phoenix Society.
However, they rarely showed it in front of Jon. Most importantly, they knew how powerful Jon was. His existence was second only to Dumbledore, just like how Voldemort's strength was to the Death Eaters.
Harry naturally wanted to have a meeting with Mrs. Weasley, but it was a pity that this was against the rules. Only the members of the Phoenix Society could participate in the meeting. To be precise, it wasn't that he couldn't know about this matter, but Jon's existence was a more important secret than him.
Mrs. Weasley led Harry past the curtain, then up the dark stairs. Upstairs was where Ron and Hermione lived. She said a few words to Harry, then patted the young man's shoulder. In the darkness where no one was paying attention, a dark light penetrated Harry's clothes, then tightly stuck to Harry's skin.
The moment the light successfully stuck to Harry's body, Jon's fingers unconsciously twitched.
This magic was naturally his doing. Through Mrs. Weasley, he sent it to Harry's side to monitor Harry's every move.
After all, the following situation was very complicated. He had to use this method to gather as much information as possible.
Joanne could use it.
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