Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 535 Arrival at the Humble Abode

Chapter 535 Returning to the Humble Abode

Siren had always thought that the Knight Bus was the most unacceptable mode of transportation in the magical world, but compared to the Phoenix, that double-decker bus was as smooth as a baby carriage.

Whether Fox did it on purpose or not, the moment he left the swamp, Celen felt his whole body curl up into a ball, as if he had become a ball being constantly hit.

He didn't even know how he ended up in the garden in front of the Burrow.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Ginny and Hermione looking at him with concern.

"Come quick, Mom! Sheren's awake!" Ginny screamed.

Soon, Mrs. Weasley rushed over.

"Oh, thank God—" She hugged Sirius tightly, stammering, "I was so stupid, I didn't even realize Sirius was an imposter—if I had been more careful, you wouldn't have been captured. It's all my fault. If Dumbledore hadn't come back in time, I don't know what would have happened—"

Silen forced himself to sit up, his stomach churning. He wanted to comfort Mrs. Weasley, but couldn't find the words.

Because he couldn't guarantee that if he opened his mouth, he wouldn't spit it out.

In addition, after realizing that he was in the safe Burrow, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and a deep sense of exhaustion surged over him instantly.

This was the first time he had faced Voldemort and a dozen Death Eaters alone, and had held them off for a full ten minutes. The situation was critical, and he had no time to think. Now, in retrospect, he was amazed at how incredible it was that he had survived until Dumbledore arrived.

"It's a miracle!" Moody said in a hoarse voice. "Dumbledore said you were captured by the Mystic, and after all this time, you've actually come back alive."

Clearly, Moody and Celan shared the same idea, but his words were rather unpleasant. Logically, he should have exclaimed in disbelief at this point.

Xiren thought to himself, he didn't want to answer Moody's question, nor did he want to move. The intense fatigue made him just want to get some sleep.

Unfortunately, that's impossible.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix were eager to know everything related to Voldemort. Since Dumbledore had not yet returned, Sirius, the person directly involved, became the only candidate.

Everyone gathered around, asking questions noisily.

In the end, Mrs. Weasley lost her temper and forcibly drove everyone away.

"What are you all doing? Xiren just went through something terrible; she needs to rest!"

She shouted.

"But Molly, the mysterious person—"

"Dumbledore's gone, isn't he?" Mrs. Weasley said. "At least for now, the Mystic doesn't have time to carry out any schemes."

At Mrs. Weasley's insistence, Siron finally got a moment's rest.

The tent was also provided by Sirius Black. Mrs. Weasley was worried that there might be a trap inside, so she had packed it up in advance and sent Sirius to Charlie's room.

Like the other rooms in the Weasley house, this room was also small, with only a narrow passageway less than three feet wide, besides the bed, desk, and wardrobe.

Mrs. Weasley drove away all the Order of the Phoenix, leaving only a few children behind, but Celeste still couldn't get a good night's sleep.

The moment he closed his eyes, the glaring, deadly curses and the overwhelming flames in his memory would jol him awake. It wasn't until half an hour later that he finally regained some strength.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat huddled together, but it was clear they all had a lot of questions.

Harry, in particular, glanced at him several times, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Xilun naturally knew what he wanted to ask.

"Harry, I don't know how Sirius is doing," he said directly. "That person was Bellatrix Lestrange, who drank Polyjuice Potion. She didn't say anything about the real Sirius."

"I...I understand—" Harry's pupils dilated for a moment: "Thank you. I mean, you were almost killed by Voldemort just now, and you still came to comfort me."

Sirius shook his head slightly. In fact, this was also a question he had been pondering: where exactly was the real Sirius?

"However, there is one thing: Sirius should still be alive," Sirius said. "Bellatrix would have to pluck Sirius's hair while he was still alive if he wanted to make the Polyjuice Potion."

"Really?" Harry's eyes lit up immediately.

"If she hadn't invented a more effective compound decoction," Celen said.

He sat up in bed, and Ron immediately leaned over and asked, "So everything Dumbledore said is true? You really saw—the Man of Void?"

“Yes, I saw him,” Siron said. “A living Voldemort. I was less than two inches away from him at the closest.”

Upon hearing Voldemort's name, Harry and Hermione remained calm, while only Ron suddenly shivered.

"Sorry, I couldn't control myself," he said with an embarrassed laugh.

"So why did he want to arrest you?" Ron continued. "Or maybe Bellatrix thought you were Harry and mistook you for someone else—sorry, bro."

He turned to Harry beside him and said, "But we all know that the person Vader most wants to get rid of is you."

“That’s right,” Hermione said. “Besides, he had no reason to target Cyren. When Voldemort fell, Cyren was only a year old. They didn’t even know each other.”

Not to mention them, even Harry thought so. He felt even more guilty, thinking that he had dragged Siren into this mess.

"In fact, she didn't mistake one person for another." Xiren gave a wry smile.

Ron wanted to ask more questions, but this time Siren didn't answer. Instead, he told him to call the others in.

Instead of repeating it all over again later, it's better to tell them all at once.

Soon, Ron returned. Behind him followed Moody, Kingsley, Tonks, and Lupin.

It can be said that, apart from Mr. Weasley who was still in St. Mungo's and those who were unable to return, almost all the other members of the Order of the Phoenix came.

But the room was too small to fit so many people. Apart from Mrs. Weasley, who could barely squeeze in, everyone else had to stay outside, with even Lupin, who was at the very back, still downstairs.

The stairs were also full of people, making it impossible for him to move.

"Our house is too small, and we've never had so many people come at once before," Mrs. Weasley said somewhat embarrassedly.

This is also a major reason why she doesn't think her home is suitable as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. The last time all the members of the Order of the Phoenix held a meeting was when Dumbledore used the Unseen Stretching Charm on the room, but you can't use a spell every time, can you?

However, Dumbledore also said that the Burrow was just a temporary place and he would choose a more suitable place elsewhere.

After some discussion, Xilun stood up and went downstairs with everyone to the fairly spacious living room and kitchen.