In mid-September, the rainy season in the UK seemed to have come a little earlier. The streets of London, which were originally filled with cold fog, began to drizzle. Pedestrians holding umbrellas walked in a hurry, and it seemed to be a tacit understanding among everyone not to stay on the road.
Ever since thick fog appeared across the UK in July, everyone has clearly felt that something is wrong, especially after experiencing two months of frequent strange events. The dark cloud hanging over everyone's hearts has never dissipated.
Among the hurried pedestrians, a middle-aged man holding an umbrella and a briefcase stopped, tucked the briefcase in his left hand under his right shoulder, reached into his suit pocket and took out a note. After carefully reading the name on it, he raised his head and looked around, as if looking for something. Soon, his eyes lit up, and after putting the note back into his pocket, he walked quickly forward with the briefcase, and soon turned into a coffee shop two stores away.
While putting away his umbrella and putting it on the umbrella stand, Bill, disguised as a middle-aged man, looked around the store and found a blond man in the corner. He smiled and nodded at the waitress, indicating that he had an appointment, and then walked towards the table in the corner.
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
Bill greeted the strange man who was reading a newspaper in front of him.
In fact, this is a command between the two parties. No matter who arrives late, they will say this.
"No, I just arrived."
The man put down the newspaper, smiled and gestured to Bill: "Then let's get started!"
After the password matched, Bill couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Sit down in front of Albert, who is disguised as a blond middle-aged man.
"Take a look at this information first!"
Albert took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to the man opposite.
Bill admired Albert's disguise ability from the bottom of his heart. Even if there were Death Eaters watching here, they would probably not be able to recognize their identities.
No matter who sees this scene, they will think that they are just two ordinary salesmen who are discussing the company's cooperation business.
Bill opened the document and found that it was indeed a company document. At Albert's suggestion, he quickly saw the handwriting printed on it in very light ink.
Every page has it, and the content is very simple:
Albert hopes that Bill can help him deliver a few letters to the healers at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. During this process, he needs Bill and Fleur to disguise themselves as a pregnant couple and deliver the letters when they go to the hospital for a check-up.
"this… "
Bill put down the documents in his hand and looked up at Albert, but seemed to realize something and quickly concealed the surprise on his face.
To be honest, Bill really couldn't figure out what Albert was trying to do
"Actually, if you really need it, I can just..."
"What would you like to drink?" Albert interrupted politely.
"Just like you."
Bill said with a smile after noticing the waitress next to him.
"Please give this gentleman a cappuccino," Albert said to the waitress.
After the waitress left, Bill lowered his voice and asked, "Can't we just send it over?"
"That would arouse suspicion, and I don't want to cause trouble for them. You know I'm in a bad situation. Oh, yes, that's a letter Mrs. MacDougal wrote to an old friend."
"Okay, no problem, I'll help you finish it this weekend." Bill hesitated for a moment and agreed to help Albert. Although he felt that Albert's doing that was completely unnecessary and he could just send the owl to deliver the letter, Albert actually arranged it this way, so there must be a special reason.
Perhaps, this is more covert and less likely to be discovered
Bill didn't refuse. This was not a difficult matter for him. It only required one trip. He just believed Furong would be willing to cooperate.
"By the way, I'm getting married next summer. Remember to come to the wedding." Bill talked about another thing.
"I will. But I think you may have misunderstood me just now."
Albert took a sip of coffee and explained to Bill with a smile.
"I just need a few strands of your hair and borrow your identity. Then at a certain point in time, I want you not to appear outside to avoid arousing suspicion. It will probably only take two hours."
After hearing Albert's words, Bill was stunned.
He never expected that things would turn out like this. He originally thought...
"Oh, okay! Of course no problem." Bill nodded stiffly in agreement. He was really confused by Albert's weird actions.
I thought the other party had something to ask me, but it turned out that they just wanted to borrow their identities.
Albert naturally would not let Bill deliver the letter. He would take Mrs. MacDougal directly to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to find a healer, and use Mrs. MacDougal's relationship to get things done with Galleon to avoid any unexpected problems.
As for disguising themselves as Bill and Fleur, it was naturally to avoid suspicion. What's more, the two were already engaged. It was not a strange thing to accidentally do something before the wedding. The last time the mysterious man was in power, people eloped everywhere.
Bill was confused by Albert and told Furong about it when he returned.
"Could it be that Albert's wife is pregnant, so he plans to secretly contact the healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries." Furong expressed her guess. "Albert is being wanted by that group of dark wizards. If he shows up in a crowded place like St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, he will easily be targeted."
"That makes sense. Maybe it's true," Bill suddenly realized. He kissed his fiancée's forehead and said, "You're really smart. I was wondering why I pretended to be pregnant."
"That guy is really cautious, though." Furong said softly.
Bill got the hair from Fleur and put it in a glass bottle together with his own hair. He planned to give it to Fred and George when he went to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix tonight. Anyway, he would stay at home to tutor Fleur in English during the weekend.
"By the way, Bill, I have something to discuss with you." Furong said suddenly.
"What's up."
"I plan to join the Order of the Phoenix?" Fleur said seriously.
"You want to join the Order of the Phoenix, but... wouldn't that be too dangerous?"
Bill hesitated. He didn't want to drag Fleur into this endless war. That would be too cruel for Fleur. Although the Order of the Phoenix needed more allies, he really didn't want to...
"If we get married, I don't think my situation will be much better than joining the Order of the Phoenix." Fleur looked at the hesitant Bill and reminded him in a pretended angry tone, "Don't forget, I also participated in the Triwizard Tournament. I'm not as fragile as you think."
"Okay, you've convinced me. I'll ask Dumbledore about this for you."
Bill kissed Fleur's forehead again and held the beautiful girl in his arms. He knew that Fleur had nothing to do with this matter, but she joined in because of him, which made him feel guilty, especially since he could see that his sister and mother didn't like Fleur very much, but they didn't complain about it.
Just then, there was a knock on the door and Mrs. Weisley appeared outside.
"I hope I didn't disturb you."
After Mrs. Weasley opened the door, she said to her eldest son, "Lupin just told me that the evening meeting has been moved forward. It seems to be because of some action. I heard that it was Fred and George who came up with this idea."
"By the way, Mum, Fleur is also planning to join the Order of the Phoenix," Bill said suddenly.
"Ah, this..."
Mrs. Weisley stopped and turned to look at Fleur in surprise. She frowned slightly and said, "It is very dangerous to join the Order of the Phoenix, and you must obtain Dumbledore's consent first."
"I will." Bill nodded.
After having a simple dinner with Fleur at home, Bill hurried to 12 Grimmauld Place. Sirius had just finished his dinner, and Mrs. Weasley was helping to sort out the dishes. When Bill walked into the hall, Kingsley was distributing documents to everyone: "Scrimgeour has agreed to the plan and intends to use this opportunity to ambush the Death Eaters. I think he is more eager than anyone else to reduce the power of You-Know-Who."
"That's good news, isn't it?" Fred muttered. "It's more reliable than Fudge. Cooperating with the Ministry of Magic can greatly reduce the threat of Death Eaters. Although those guys in the Ministry of Magic may not be reliable, Scrimgeour seems to be aware of this problem."
Of course, all this is thanks to Albert.
Until now, many members of the Order of the Phoenix are curious about how Albert convinced Scrimgeour, which is a very difficult thing to do.
Who made Scrimgeour's relationship with Dumbledore so ordinary
"This plan has a high success rate. Even if it fails, it's just a matter of time to put on a show." Sirius agreed with this plan. He felt that those guys who tried to target Albert would probably be in trouble again.
"Did he say anything?"
Moody put down the parchment and looked at Fred and George. He believed that it was definitely not an idea proposed by Fred and George. It was most likely Albert's idea.
Well, it really fits that guy's style. He doesn't even need to take revenge himself, others will do it for him enthusiastically. In the whole process, he only needs to pay a hair for it.
"No, Albert has been very busy. He seems to be planning to compile another book on Defense Against the Dark Arts recently." Fred seemed to have thought of something and added, "We are also very busy. We will not attend the next Defense Against the Dark Arts training."
"By the way, we have something good here that might be of great use."
George continued what Fred said. He smiled and took out a few ordinary bags from his pocket. Then, in full view of everyone, he pulled out a metal rod from the bag.
"Traceless Extension Spell?" Kings came to see this scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You really like to abuse this spell."
This was not the first time, he could always see traces of the Untraceable Extension Charm on Fred and George, and all the signs showed that they were abusing the spell.
"What is this?" Sirius was more interested in the thing in George's hand.
"Communication pen, probably," George said uncertainly, "This thing is one of Albert's latest research results. Its use is similar to that of magic coins, but it is more advanced than magic coins. It can be used to transmit messages in a timely manner."
Fred unfolded the metal rod, revealing long strips of metal about five inches long.
"This is an integrated version of the communication bookmark." George introduced it to everyone: "You can use magic to change the text on the metal strip to achieve the effect of mutual communication. Although it is not as convenient as a two-sided mirror, this thing is easier to carry and can convey messages to many people at the same time."
"The disadvantage is that once someone gets hold of it, it will be easily exposed. Of course, as long as you keep things well, others usually won't notice this small bag that has been cast with the Traceless Extension Charm, like this." George motioned for Fred to show others the magical use of this small bag that has been cast with the Traceless Extension Charm.
Just use the sticking spell to pinch it on your clothes, put the communication pen in after using it, and you can easily pick it up with two fingers.
When Albert took out this thing, they were all amazed. They didn't expect that the communication bookmark could be used in this way. Although they had seen Albert make a communication bookmark into a book before, it was very troublesome to use.
Now this thing is undoubtedly a simplified version, and it is cheaper to make. With it, we can easily pass messages to each other.
"If you want to add another communication strip, just take it apart and add the matching communication strip inside." George gestured that everyone could pick it up and try it out.
"It's really convenient!" Sirius guessed the manufacturing principle of this thing, but there are actually very few wizards who are as proficient in transformation spells as Albert.
Changing the numbers on an ordinary coin is much easier than doing this.
Several communication pens were quickly divided up by Sirius and his gang, and they just happened to come in handy in this operation.
"If you think there is any problem, please tell us."
"Are you planning to sell this thing?" Kingslai asked with a frown.
"After the war is over, a low-end version should be sold." George did not hide this fact. He believed that this thing would definitely be very popular.
At least couples would definitely like it. He remembered that Albert used to use this thing to chat with his girlfriend.
"I feel like a lot has changed now." Moody fiddled with the communication bookmark in his hand and sighed softly, "There weren't so many auxiliary props before, and it wasn't so convenient."
Even with a two-way mirror, you can't always find someone in the first place, but this thing will heat up after receiving a message, so you'll be able to sense it as long as you carry it with you, and the message can be kept, so you'll be sure it's received.
If they had had these things during the last wizarding war, perhaps the situation would have been much better.
Albert brought about many changes in their thinking, but the Death Eaters knew nothing about it. This is why the Death Eaters have been defeated since Voldemort's resurrection.
"Okay, it's almost time, Snotlout should be here soon!" Sirius glanced at the clock and reminded.
The meaning is obvious, that is, this matter must be kept secret from Snape.
Everyone's distrust of this spy had been misled by Sirius. In his words, there was no need to let Snape know.
Everyone hurriedly put away the parchment on the table, then took the cups and poured butterbeer for everyone, chatting about some lighthearted trivial matters.
Bill also mentioned that his fiancée Fleur was planning to join the Order of the Phoenix, and this did not meet with any objection from others.
It's just that Mrs. Wesley looks a little depressed.
During the last wizarding war, her two brothers joined the Order of the Phoenix and died as a result. However, now almost all of her family has joined the Order of the Phoenix.