Go Through the Formalities First, Half the Phoenix Society Is Here

Thoughtform snapped his fingers, and the two wands in Harry and Luna's hands flew into his grasp.

"Returning them to their rightful owners. You don't particularly need them now."

"Those were your wands?" Ron's eyes widened. He slapped his forehead, finally realizing it. "I should've thought of that. No wonder Bellatrix Lestrange couldn't find any trace of the Stinging Hex.

Wait, then what about Hermione's wand?"

"Of course I replaced it," Thoughtform said matter-of-factly. "I can't tell you the specifics yet."

"Now that you're here, let's go through the formalities first!"

"What formalities?" Luna asked curiously.

Thoughtform raised an eyebrow and waved his black wand, writing a contract in midair.

The contract required confidentiality: they could not reveal the existence of Divine Thunder Hall to anyone by any means, nor could they leave without Aaron's consent.

"We have no problem with the first condition, but isn't the second one a little unreasonable?" Harry frowned. He still had to search for Horcruxes. He couldn't stay here for too long.

"These are my rules," Thoughtform said firmly. "I know you want to deal with Volde—"

"Don't say that name!" Gregorovitch interrupted in panic. "They've placed a spell on that name. The Snatchers will know as soon as it's spoken."

"You needn't worry about that. Divine Thunder Hall's defensive magic is extremely comprehensive. It could hold off even a Holy Magus for a while. Those pathetic Snatchers could never find this place."

Gregorovitch relaxed slightly at that.

The time he had spent locked in the dungeon had become a psychological shadow he would never erase from his life. He had no desire to be captured again.

"I'm not discussing this with you. You must sign this contract." Thoughtform's expression turned stern. "This place is too important. I have to ensure its safety. There