Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - H.P.S.T Chapter 856: Failed Eavesdropping
Prophecies, they were mostly filled with vagueness and uncertainty, capable of being interpreted to fit any explanation.
Perhaps, there was no servant at all, it was just needless worry.
In the broom room, Hermione and Ron were also trying, in their way, to persuade Harry to cheer up.
“Well, what’s going on here?” said Harry with a sigh, trying not to think about all the messy things. “Why did Sirius’s house suddenly become a headquarters? I heard Evan say that this is the Order of the Phoenix. What is it?”
“It’s a secret society,” said Hermione quickly. “When we were in Egypt, Bill told me Dumbledore’s in charge of this society, he founded it. It’s the people who fought against You-Know-Who last time.”
“Who’s in it?” Harry asked casually. “Of course, if it’s confidential…”
“Don’t be silly, Harry, we all believe in you, just like we believe in ourselves,” said Evan, his hands in his pockets. “I didn’t finish just now. There’s indeed a connection between you and Voldemort, but he will not know what you’re thinking and the secrets in your head through this connection, nor can he see what you’re doing anytime and anywhere. If he does, he needs to pay a certain price, which may not be what he wants. It will cause a lot of harm to him.”
“Then why is Dumbledore not willing to tell me anything?” said Harry, still bothered by this.
“Just by precaution, and he just wants to protect you. As long as you learn Occlumency, there will be no problem. Well, let’s stop talking about this topic, it’s just speculation,” said Evan. “As for the members of the Order of the Phoenix, besides those you’ve just seen, I know there are Sirius, Lupin, Snape, Fleur, Bill and Charlie…”
“We’ve met about twenty of them,” said Ron, “but we think there are more.”
“That’s not bad, what about Voldemort?” Harry continued, and this was what he wanted to know the most. “What’s he up to? Where is he now? What are we doing to stop him?”
“That’s what we want to know, too…” Ron whispered.
“We’ve told you, the Order of the Phoenix don’t let us in on their meetings.” Hermione continued, “Evan and I don’t know anything about the Order of the Phoenix. We’ve been in Egypt; so we don’t know much more than you do.”
There was another silence, and Harry looked at his friends apologetically.
He shouldn’t have been angry with them just now. He had no reason for anger here, except for some worries.
However, according to Evan, all the problems should be solved by learning Occlumency.
“Fred and George should know something. They’ve invented Extendable Ears. They’re really useful,” said Ron. “Come on, they’re going to use them to eavesdrop on Snape tonight. We should go to their room…”
Hermione was explaining to Harry what the Extendable Ears were, and they heard Mrs. Weasley roar as soon as they went out.
She’d apparently found out that Fred and George were eavesdropping on the meeting with the Extendable Ears and she went berserk.
The four of them looked at one another and then silently retreated back to the broom room.
A few seconds later, with two loud cracks, Fred and George suddenly appeared in the middle of the room.
“Hello, Harry,” said George, beaming at him. “We just heard Kreacher say you’re here.”
“Yeah, we thought we heard your dulcet tones,” said Fred, also beaming. “It’s almost as loud as Mom’s, you don’t want to bottle up your anger like that, let it all out.”
“You two passed your Apparition tests, then?” asked Harry grumpily.
“With distinction,” said Fred, who was holding what looked like a piece of very long, flesh-colored string.
“It would have taken you about thirty seconds longer up the stairs,” said Ron.
“Time is Galleons, little brother,” said Fred, shaking the flesh-colored string in his hand. “We just heard halfway through. They’re having an important meeting, and old Snape is giving a top secret report.”
“What did you hear?” Ron asked with interest.
“It’s the same as before. They’re talking about some guard duty, as though they’re standing guard over something,” said George. “Snape is reporting on this. It seems that there’s some new progress. It’s strange…”
“It’s not about protecting me, is it?” Harry said sarcastically. “The progress has been to bring me back.”
At the thought that Snape was in charge of protecting him in secret, his mood that had just improved immediately became worse.
“Possible,” said Fred.
“It must be so,” said Ron, with a look of dawning comprehension.
Evan knew what was going on. Voldemort was planning to get the prophecy ball placed in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic.
Of course, he wouldn’t stop it. The prophecy ball itself was not very meaningful. Even if Voldemort knew the complete prophecy, it wouldn’t change much. He also hoped to follow them in and get the Time-Turner.
“To be honest, we’re more concerned about what Sirius is doing in Norway than that,” said George.
“Snape was going to talk about it. He mentioned Norway, but we were discovered by Mom,” said Fred regretfully.
“We should give it another try,” George took out new Extendable Ears.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Harry said hastily, and he also wanted to know what Sirius was doing.
Just then, there was a slight knock on the door. Hermione went to open the door and a long mane of red hair appeared.
“Hello, Harry, I thought I heard your voice.” Ginny walked in and said brightly.
Like her fiery red hair, she’d also grown quickly, and her tall figure was much more beautiful than ever.
At the very least, Ginny was the most beautiful in Evan’s year.
“Hello, Ginny!” Harry also waved his hand, not looking at Ginny, staring at the Extendable Ears in George’s hand.
“No, it’s no go with the Extendable Ears. I saw Mom put an Imperturbable Charm on the kitchen door,” said Ginny to Fred and George. “I just verified it; I’ve been flicking Dungbombs at the door and they just soar away from it, so there’s no way the Extendable Ears will be able to get under the gap.”
“Unfortunately, Mad-Eye must have told her,” Fred heaved a deep sigh.
“Shame, I really fancied finding out what old Snape’s been up to,” said George, looking crestfallen.
“He’s on our side now,” said Hermione reprovingly.
Ron snorted. “Doesn’t stop him being a git. The way he looks at us when he sees us…”
“No one likes him,” said Ginny, as though to settle the matter.