Neither Thought nor Longing

According to Snape's intelligence, Voldemort's overall strategy consists of three steps:

First, win over Pure-blood families who were either neutral or inclined towards Pure-blood ideals during the last Wizarding War.

Voldemort promoted Pure-blood ideology.

Although the ideas are outdated, go against the trend of the times, and can even be said to be very politically incorrect.

But as the Dark Lord, Voldemort actually promoted this ideology.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the Chosen One and last hope of the Pure-blood families.

The Pure-blood will be the ultimate beneficiaries, so many families will side with them.

These families were Voldemort's base of operations.

Secondly, any creature oppressed under wizarding rule is a target for Death Eaters to recruit.

Which creatures are oppressed by wizards?

Naturally, these include Werewolf, Giant, vampires, Goblin... and even some intelligent and destructive Fantastic Beasts.

Merlin, I never knew Voldemort was a racial egalitarian.

He was determined to fight for enough benefits and living space for those creatures who had fallen into darkness, walked on the edge of a knife, and were ostracized and oppressed.

I just don't know if these empty promises will actually come true.

Third, rescue the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban, and... kill the traitors to quell the unrest in people's hearts.

The Death Eaters of Azkaban are Voldemort's most loyal servants and will never betray him.

Traitors, on the other hand, must be executed with thunderous fury, like that double-dealer Karkaroff.

It is said that Voldemort possessed a skull, which belonged to a traitorous Death Eaters, and he turned it into a drinking cup.

From the perspective of an enemy, Voldemort's strategy was not too surprising and could be largely predicted.

If you can guess, you can respond. This Order of the Phoenix discussion is precisely aimed at countering these measures.

They were locked in a fierce battle, each responding to the other's moves!

After Dumbledore the tasks, he brought up Harry's safety again at the end of the meeting.

In the past, Harry relied on his mother's protective magic and a Squib to keep an eye on him.

But that won't work now; we need to send more people.

Therefore, the wizards who remained in the United Kingdom would take turns providing secret protection every two days.

Of course, Professor Snape was excluded. Otherwise, he might have been tempted to strangle Harry when no one was around.

"No one is allowed to tell him anything about the Wizarding World, the Order of the Phoenix, or headquarters. Not a single word can be mentioned."

Dumbledore eyes glanced at Sirius.

Sirius frowned and said, "Why? I thought he had the right to know."

"I have my reasons for saying this," Dumbledore said sternly.

William knew the reason.

It's very simple: Harry is Horcrux, and Tom's soul is in his forehead.

Did Voldemort obtain Harry's blood during the summer holidays? This greatly strengthened the bond between the two.

Voldemort might be able to learn about the Order of the Phoenix's every move through Harry's mind.

"But who would attack Potter? The You-Know-Who won't show himself right now," Mundungus Fletcher also objected.

"Isn't Mrs. Figg by Potter's side?"

Let Mundungus Fletcher go gather intelligence? He'd be happy to help. It's a job that's neither dangerous nor easy.

But asking him to secretly protect a junior wizard? That's asking too much of him.

The Order of the Phoenix is an underground organization, and it's completely non-profit; they don't pay salaries.

We can certainly fight against Death Eaters, but we also need to support our families; we can't rely solely on love to keep going, can we?

If I have to work two days a week, I'll miss out on a lot of opportunities to earn money.

"Mrs. Figg is just a mute? She's completely incapable of handling emergencies!" Mrs. Weasley said angrily.

"But... I'm very busy too..." Mundungus Fletcher said unhappily.

"Busy reselling the cauldrons you stole?" Mrs. Weasley glared at him.

Mundungus Fletcher scoffed. "I have a whole family to support and feed. I'm not Potter's nanny."

"Sell this? It should be enough to get by this summer, right? Harry won't need protection after school starts."

Sirius lost a wine glass? He looked down on Mundungus Fletcher, but didn't show any disdain; his indifferent attitude said it all.

Mundungus Fletcher completely ignored Sirius's attitude and was instead carefully examining the wine glass.

He said greedily, "This is pure silver, isn't it, buddy?"

"Yes," Sirius said, glancing at the cup with disgust, "The finest silverware made by fifteenth-century Goblin, and it even bears the Black family crest."

Everything in this old house was disgusting to him.

"That's quite a good thing," Mundungus Fletcher said vaguely, polishing the cup with his sleeve before putting it in his pocket.

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"Now you can get back to work, right?" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.

"Of course," Mundungus Fletcher said cheerfully.

William shook his head slightly.

It seems that the wizards in the Order of the Phoenix are a mixed bag, including all sorts of wizards from different backgrounds.

In short: Although the team is developing, it is not pure enough, and ideological education is lagging behind.

But then again, the Order of the Phoenix was born because of the Dark Lord, and it will also be destroyed because of the Dark Lord.

What need does an organization solely focused on combating Death Eaters have for a political program and guiding principles?

They don't even have a branch, yet they have to come to the Youth University Study Session every week.

After the meeting ended, everyone got up and headed towards the living room.

Dumbledore, however, kept William behind.

Once everyone had left, the headmaster waved his wand, conjuring up parchment and a quill.

"William, I'm writing you a few letters that I need you to pass on to some wizards before the International Confederation of Wizards Conference begins."

William nodded.

This is Dumbledore paving the way for him and helping him expand his network.

It's important to know that the wizards who can attend the International Confederation of Wizards Conference are basically representatives selected by the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

Most of these wizards were quite old, and their status and influence in their respective countries were extraordinary.

Dumbledore and you'll understand.

Other wizards may not have had his level of influence, but they have certainly held the top position at some point.

This would be a huge political asset.

Whether it's helping William eventually take over the International Confederation of Wizards, or helping Hermione become a minister.

William hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Professor, why did you allow someone like Mundungus Fletcher to join the Order of the Phoenix?"

"He was a member from the very beginning of the Order of the Order of the Phoenix," Dumbledore said without looking up.

"He's very useful; he knows all the swindlers and petty thieves, and like your little bird, he can bring a lot of useful and important information."

"I know what you mean, William." Dumbledore's quill continued to move.

"Mundungus Fletcher does have a lot of problems."

But we need to gather all our forces to fight Voldemort.

You should treat people the same way in the future; you can't just hire upright individuals.

"Then he should be gathering intelligence; professionals should do professional work," William retorted. "Using that to protect Harry isn't suitable; it'll only cause trouble sooner or later."

Dumbledore sighed and said, "I know, but we're short-handed..."

"That's it, maybe it's time we got some fresh blood?" William finally voiced his thoughts.

Dumbledore finally raised his head, looking at William with a half-smile, and said:

"For example... your pen pal's France name is 'Little Girl Phoebe '?"

"Phoebe has already graduated; she's definitely qualified for the Order of the Phoenix."

"Of course, it would be better for her to develop her career in France. She can help us contact wizards France." William had already considered this.

"You're right, go on," Dumbledore said with interest.

Without hesitation, William said, "What I'm trying to say isn't just about Phoebe, but also about Cedric, George, Fred."

They're all adults now. I heard you rejected their applications?

"Yes," Dumbledore. "The Order of the Phoenix does not accept underage wizards or students who have not graduated."

But I...

"You're different." Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at William. "You know how high my expectations are for you."

William, I hope that if anything happens to me, you can continue to lead the Wizarding World and the Order of the Phoenix.

"Professor, it's the same thing. Don't look down on young people."

William said seriously, "These three people alone are perfectly capable of taking care of Harry."

They will be responsible and more reliable than your Mundungus Fletcher... Give young people more opportunities and patience.

You'll find that they are no worse than anyone else.

"Yes, I've also noticed this flaw in myself; I tend to overprotect my students."

"So I'll seriously consider what you have to say," Dumbledore smile.

"Ah, speaking of students, I do have a troubling matter to discuss, and I need your opinion."

"What?" William asked, puzzled.

"The fifth-year Prefect... Gryffindor House, I'm a little hesitant, who should I give it to?" Dumbledore twirled his quill.

Who did you originally intend to give it to?

"Harry... but then I dismissed that idea, I think..." Dumbledore stammered.

He already has too many responsibilities... to bear.

William thought for a moment, then said softly, "Why not give Neville a try?"

"Neville?" Dumbledore squinted, taken aback.

"Neville is completely different now; he's no longer so timid," William said calmly.

"After Voldemort's resurrection, he also needed courage and encouragement even more."

"I remember..." Dumbledore said, squinting, "It was him and his grandmother who went to capture Barty Crouch Jr. Crouch Jr."

"Yes," William smiled, "Isn't this arrangement quite good?"

"It's really good."

Dumbledore nodded, handed William a stack of letters, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Have a pleasant journey with Hermione."

"Thank you." William stood up, preparing to leave.

Just as he was about to leave the room, he suddenly turned around and hesitated, saying, "Professor, Hermione and I may have to go to Nurmengard to deliver a message."

Do you need me to pass on a message to him?

Dumbledore's body trembled slightly. He remained silent for a long time, then closed his eyes and said:

"Do not think about it, do not dwell on it."

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