Order of the Phoenix Members Gathered in One Room

The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Someone else is here." Snape raised an eyebrow.

Looking at the opposite corner of the wall, there was something that looked like a mirror, but it didn't reflect the scene in the room. Instead, there were many dark figures moving around in the mirror, but they were all blurry and indistinct.

"This is a modified Monster-Reflecting Mirror, isn't it? In my opinion, it's just a normal mirror under normal circumstances."

"When a wizard appears near your house, these figures will appear." Dumbledore said with a curious look.

"Yes, the original Monster-Reflecting Mirror has always looked like this. If the figures inside show the whites of their eyes, it means I'm in trouble."

"But it's too much trouble, and I'm not a madman like Moody who stares at the Dark Magic Detector all day long."

"Judging by the time, I should go open the door." After Snape made a Void Confrontation with Mad-Eye Moody, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Soon, the room, which resembled a soft-walled prison cell, was packed with people.

At the very edge is Mad-Eye Moody, whom Snape just mentioned.

One of the original members of the Order of the Order of the Phoenix, a friend of Dumbledore, and a renowned and remarkable Auror in the Wizarding World.

He had long, gray hair, a large chunk of flesh missing from his nose (taken by Evan Rosier), and every inch of his face seemed scarred. His mouth was a crooked, gaping mouth, and one of his eyes was the Magical Eye, much larger than his other normal eye. It was round like a coin and a bright, vivid blue. This Magical Eye could see through Invisibility Cloak, walls, doors, and even the back of Moody's own head, hence the Wizarding World called him "Mad-Eye Moody."

One of his legs is a prosthetic leg, and it makes a thumping sound when he walks.

He was an excellent Auror, and he captured more than half of the people in Azkaban, which made him many enemies.

Since retiring in his old age, Moody has become increasingly suspicious, distrusting no one and feeling like he's seen Dark Wizard wherever he goes. So, "always be vigilant" has become his mantra.

At this moment, he was looking around the room with Magical Eye gaze, like a hyena.

It seems that even Dumbledore's presence cannot put his mind at ease.

The person leaning against Moody was naturally Dedalus Diggle Diggle, and only someone as overly lively as him could stay by Moody's side as if nothing was wrong.

"Oh! I've come to the Snape's house for the first time!" His distinctive, high-pitched voice rang out from inside the house.

In his excitement, his hat fell off.

"Hurry up!" A similarly shrill voice rang out from Diggle's arms; it was a huge pocket watch.

"There's no rush now," a square-chinned wizard next to Diggle said with a smile.

His name was Sturgis Podmore Podmore, and he had thick, straw-colored hair. He was also one of the original members of the Order of the Order of the Phoenix.

Beside Sturgis Podmore, to Dumbledore's right, was the only witch present. She had rosy cheeks and was as dark-skinned as Snape, but unlike him, she had greasy black hair.

Her name is Hestia Jones.

"He is Kingsley Shacklebolt, an outstanding Auror in the Ministry of Magic, known for his composure and caution."

"A new member of the Order of the Phoenix," Dumbledore Snape staring at the only new face among them.

Kingsley was a bald, tall, dark-skinned wizard with a gold ring in one ear. Judging by his appearance alone, one could not reconcile Dumbledore's assessment of him with his actual appearance.

"Outstanding?"

"To be able to come here with the other founding members of the Order of the Order of the Phoenix, to a place where Voldemort and his Death Eaters might be, his excellence speaks for itself," Snape said sarcastically.

It's worth noting that he had never heard Dumbledore describe himself as outstanding, steady, or cautious.

"Hello, Mr. Snape."

"Although we did not face the battle we were supposed to, it would be helpful if you could provide information about your encounter with Voldemort and your escape from him."

"Perhaps we can still make it there; he may still be very weak," Kingsley said slowly, his voice low and deliberate, yet possessing a calming quality.

"Yes, this kid is right. It's not that I look down on you."

"Snape, your skills are indeed impressive, but even someone of your caliber could escape unscathed from Voldemort and his Death Eaters."

"Perhaps now is the perfect opportunity to catch Voldemort."

"Speaking of which, my wand has never tasted Voldemort's flavor yet!" Moody's slightly manic voice rang out in the room.

Cough cough.

Dumbledore's cough drew everyone's attention away from Snape.

"Voldemort has not been resurrected, or rather, he deliberately did not resurrect."

"He is now merely possessing the body of the traitors in his eyes, and the subordinates he has summoned back are nothing more than expendable objects in his eyes."

"Moreover, he deliberately avoided harming any Muggle or wizard—except for Death Eaters."

"If we come knocking now, then—" Dumbledore didn't finish his sentence, but the others understood his underlying meaning: he feared the sacrifices among the people before him.

Snape was able to escape only because Voldemort didn't have many consumables that would allow him to unleash his full power.

"Sacrifice? I was prepared for it when I was Auror."

"Albus, you've really gotten old." Moody's Magical Eye swirled wildly in his eye sockets, just like his burning killing intent.

"May I say something first?"

"Voldemort sent me back to sue for peace with us."

"Right now, we shouldn't be focusing on how to catch him."

"As far as I know, the magic that Voldemort relied on to keep him alive meant that even Dumbledore couldn't catch him before he was resurrected."

"We should focus our main efforts on a more important target now—that 'snake' in Hogwarts, the spy whom Voldemort called 'little one'," Snape sneered.

For the next ten minutes or so, Snape began to recount his experiences with Voldemort and his conversations with Dumbledore in his cold, stiff voice.

"Besides those two dead bastards, the Carroll siblings, there are even new faces you don't recognize?" Moody gripped his wand tightly.

"Also, Albus, I also think that Draco Malfoy is highly suspicious."

"Don't tell me you believe him, Potter kid believes him too."

"There was once someone who was trusted by you and that other Potter kid at the time—but what happened?"

"I probably don't need to say that person's name," Moody sneered.

There's another chapter coming out before midnight tonight.

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