No. 12 Grimmauld Place

Sirius Black, dressed in a black suit, took several steps back, as though his next step would carry him into the darkness.

"Remember to come to Grimmauld Place tomorrow. I'll meet you there." Sirius Black spoke softly to Eli, then truly vanished into the night.

Feeling the lingering magical fluctuations, Eli confirmed that Sirius Black had indeed left.

Eli turned and went back inside. When he entered, he saw Harry watching him with an inquisitive look. Eli hesitated. Should he tell Harry about the Order of the Phoenix?

Dumbledore's intentions were, of course, protective. That was why he had kept the Order of the Phoenix from Harry, even trying to prevent Harry from taking part in the fight against Voldemort anymore.

There was nothing wrong with that concern. Although Harry was no longer weak, and his magic was outstanding among those his age, compared to the Dark Wizards who lived on the edge of a knife, Harry was still far too green as an underage student.

On top of that, Harry was simply too important. The title of Savior was no lie. According to Dumbledore's research, the one who could truly put Voldemort to death in the end would still have to be Harry.

Therefore, Harry absolutely could not be killed before he was ready to face Voldemort.

But Eli knew Harry's nature well. Harry would never be willing to become a little lamb protected in a pen.

Harry might usually seem a little dim, but he was definitely not stupid. From what had just happened, Harry could sense that something was being kept from him.

"He left?"

"Yeah." Eli nodded instinctively, still wrestling with the matter in his mind.

"Nothing else?"

"Of course not. What else could there be?" Eli brushed him off casually and headed upstairs. He rather