"The clown, warrior, lion, firebird...what do they mean?" Ms. Borns asked tentatively. If the first two sentences opened the curtain of the times, then the last four sentences were obviously important characters on the stage. She actually had some speculation in her mind, and she wanted to confirm it from Dumbledore and Felix at this moment.

"Before things really happen, all we get is guesswork." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

"But, some things like the Firebird Nirvana refer to a phoenix? Or someone related to the phoenix?" Ms. Bones said, looking at Dumbledore without any concealment.

As we all know, the principal of Hogwarts has a Phoenix named "Fox".

"This is a drawback of prophecy," Dumbledore said with a smile. "When you try to explore the 'truth', you are already deeply trapped in it. I can think of more than a dozen wizards related to 'firebirds'. If you include foreign countries, there will be more. It may represent some kind of magical animals, such as a phoenix; or some magic, such as a unique patron saint, a metamorphosis; or even a state, a kind of quality... All we are guessing at the moment is what we hope to see."

...

As time passed day by day, Felix took the time to go to the Ancient Magical Society. With Cremy leading them, they came to the office of the President of the Ancient Magical Society without any obstacles. It was actually a separate study, filled with various stone tablets, notes and ancient characters.

Felix saw Old Vera at a glance. He was lying on the table with a row of magic cards on the table, muttering words.

Cremy coughed twice, but the person at the table didn't react.

Cremy had to walk over, knocked her finger on the table, reminding her: "Grandfather, Professor Happ is here..."

"Who is here?" Old Vera raised her head and looked at her blankly, as if her attention was still on the table, "Forget it, don't worry about that, help me see how to understand it here first?" He waited for a few seconds without a response, so he looked up casually, and when he met Felix's gaze, his eyes suddenly widened.

"I heard from Cremy that you have time recently, so I suddenly came over." Felix said with a smile: "I have read a few books you wrote recently, and I have some questions and want to discuss with you..."

Facts have proved that no matter how stubborn a person is, he will give up when someone takes the initiative to hand out the ladder.

At least Old Vera is such a person. He has compromised a lot and doesn't care about embarrassment this time.

At the beginning, Felix asked a few questions symbolically, and happened to talk about Old Vera's pride. He began to talk a lot, but after more than ten minutes, he took Felix's hand and asked about the magic card.

"I want to compile a sequence according to the difficulty level for learning reference." Old Vera said.

Felix was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't expect that he was thinking about the textbooks.

"Although I'm studying theoretical magical texts, at least they have something in common," Old Vera reluctantly 'cited' the definition proposed by Felix and explained: "As long as I think, it's not a problem to learn dozens of practical magical texts a day, but they just need to adjust their writing and cognitive habits."

Felix understood that this was a trick. As Old Vera said, the overlapping parts of the two are both theoretical magical texts and practical magical texts. They must be very fast to learn, but the remaining ones will take a lot of time.

According to this idea, the old antiques in the Ancient Magic Literature Association who have studied theory of magic literature for a lifetime can actually master hundreds of magic literatures casually, and the subsequent learning will not be too slow.

Of course, there are not so many practical magical texts on the market for them to learn. They are all in the hands of Felix.

"Mr. Vera, I have one thing to ask you," said Felix. "This year, Hogwarts' ancient magical class will undergo a curriculum reform, which is divided into theoretical and practical parts, and the two parts will be tested separately. The theoretical part is okay, but the practical part needs to be re-planned. I think what you are doing now will be very helpful in writing the textbook."

"You mean to let me participate too? Are you willing to give up this part of the right?" Old Vera looked quite surprised.

"The decision is definitely still in my hands," Felix said calmly.

The ancient magical literature has developed to this point, and it is no longer his own, and there is no need for this. He just needs to focus on the most important places without making any mistakes, and not let the development direction deviate from expectations.

...

Before the start of school, a good news finally came from the sword castle. The anti-thief waterfall was completed.

"It seems different from Gringott's?" Sirius looked at the products in the laboratory.

In front of him was an arch, with both sides straight, no difference from the normal door frame, except that there was a half arc on the top, and a thin layer of water curtain was hanging from the arc. Sirius and Ms. Bones looked at each other's hazy figure through the water curtain.

"The principle has changed. I have incorporated some magic circles to replace the magic magic part." Felix said. "The effect is almost the same. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."

"How to do it? Does anyone have a compound decoction on them?" Sirius looked at the others with his exploratory gaze. Everyone else shook his head. He looked at Felix again, and Felix looked at him with a smile on his face.

Sirius was stunned for a moment, what does this mean? But he suddenly woke up.

"Animagus?"

Felix nodded at him, yes, that's what you thought.

Sirius did not refuse, and his body quickly turned into a big dog covered in black hair. Its fur is smooth and smooth, and it is huge, like a bear.

Sirius in the form of Animagus looked a little excited, and shouted twice, shook his tail, and circled Harry who was coming together, looking very happy.

Ms. Bones' thick eyebrows jumped hard. She had to clear her throat. At this time, the big black dog had already put two front paws on Harry's shoulders. "Oh, Sirius, Ms. Bones seems to be calling you." Harry said with some difficulty, almost being knocked down by it.

The big black dog turned around the arch twice, then got into one side, and the water curtain on the arch rippled in circles. Harry suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen something incredible.

The same is true. The thin water curtain seemed to have another secret. Half of the big black dog's head disappeared from one side, but did not appear on the other side immediately. It was completely unknown about all this and walked forward. When only two hind legs were left, half of the head appeared on the other side of the arch, which looked like Sirius' body was taken away by someone, which looked very funny.

Harry shrugged his shoulders and held back his laughter. The rest of the people present, including Ms. Bones, also raised their lips.

But the next second, the comedy turned into a thrilling scene. The big black dog's head began to shrink and deform, and the black hair quickly faded away. Then his shoulders, arms and body parts, and he returned to his human form.

Sirius shook his head, as if he couldn't figure out where he was. It took a few seconds to wake up.

"It's so magical." He was amazed and circled around the arch. His appearance was no different from when he was deformed before. He reached into the water curtain with one hand and then pulled it out again. The water curtain had no obvious reaction this time.

There was a neat applause in the laboratory.

...

A week before school started, Felix got his new wand. Thirteen inches, ebony, and the core of the wand was taken from a piece of his own hair. When his fingers touched the wand, the fingertips suddenly became hot, and the wand vibrated slightly, as if they were thrilling, cheering, and couldn't wait for his first spell cast.

Felix held the wand, wielding the air like a long sword, Ollivander stared at the 'crack' that seemed to be connected to another place, and quickly expanded, sucking the surroundings in. The small wand shop seemed to be changing shape and appeared in a barren land full of weeds.

Everything seemed so real, with dim light, swaying bushes, and whimpering whimpering, Mr. Ollivander also smelled the smell of fresh soil sent by the wind. He tried to walk forward two steps, but it ended up hitting something, but there was nothing there.

"An illusion? No, it's more real than an illusion..."

He pulled a handful of weeds from the ground and watched it turn into stars in his hands.

The next second, the whole vision disappeared and they returned to the wand shop. Felix nodded with satisfaction. Although the specific effect remains to be verified, the magic of the Thinking House alone has made obvious progress. He can make the memories in his head appear in reality more easily. "It's much better than I expected, Mr. Ollivand, thank you, you are the best wand master I have ever met."

"You are the one who matches the wand," said Mr. Ollivand with a wry smile. "Even if you change someone or change the material, there will be no effect."

Afterwards, Felix paid enough.

"I want to thank you even more," said Mr. Ollivander. "Thanks to you to remind me, I found two groups of sneaky people."

"Am I a Death Eater?"

"Probably," Mr. Ollivander himself was not sure, "those people were hiding their heads and tails. Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic issued warnings to every store. Just click on the Aurors patrolling the streets and they would arrive quickly. They didn't have time to do anything."

...

"Remus, I'm so happy to see you. I thought you forgot us." Sirius hugged Lupin and pretended to complain.

"He may not forget you, but he must forget me, the boss." Felix said quietly from the side.

"Ahem" Lu Ping turned his head guiltily.

"What the hell is going on?" Sirius asked. They were sitting in the living room of Black's old house, waiting for people to come to attend the meeting.

"I met a closed and xenophobic community," Lupin explained. "It is unwise to venture under the noses of a group of nerve-sensitive werewolfs. I stayed until the end of the matter." He had a look of lingering fear on his face, "One or two times I almost thought I could not come back."

Sirius said nothing, but just patted him on the back twice.

Kingsley and Emilyn Vance came over, and everyone warmly welcomed Emilyn's recovery, and the taciturn witch kept smiling.

Soon, Snape also appeared. Everyone entered the conference room one after another. "Don't expect eavesdropping, I can do magic." Mrs. Weasley warned the children.

"It's like you've done this for the first time." Fred muttered. The door closed heavily in front of him.

In the conference room

Snape was the first to start speaking.

"What I next read is a top-secret document. At the request of President Dumbledore, it is not allowed to be mentioned publicly on any occasion, nor is it allowed to be disclosed to non-Order members." He deliberately glanced at Sirius, and Sirius "cutted".

"Based on reliable information, the Dark Lord's Mystery," Snape changed his words expressionlessly, "has a strong interest in something in the Mysterious Affairs Division and is searching for it without any effort..."

"After there is a waterfall in the anti-thief?" Sirius interrupted him.

"...You will find that that thing can't stop him." Snape said lightly.

"I know his ability, I have fought with him."

"You mean escape?"

Snape and Sirius were almost in front of each other, which gave everyone a headache.

"Okay, we can put the greetings after the meeting," Kingsley said.

“…In view of the failure of using the Soul-Snatching Curse to control the silent man Broderick Bode, he may send Death Eaters to collect intelligence. He has shortcomings in this regard. August Lukewood, a Death Eater who has worked in the Department of Mystery, was locked up in Azkaban again…”

"...The waterfall of thieves is not omnipotent. It cannot detect people's hearts. Whether it is willing, forced, or unintentionally revealing secrets, it cannot detect or warn..."

Snape finished speaking, then leaned his body against the back of the chair without saying a word.

"Well, then I'll continue to talk about this topic," Kingsley said calmly: "We were prepared for this, so things were imposed with complex protective magic, and the silent people who could access it under normal passage were strictly restricted, but loopholes might occur during the period after get off work. Dumbledore convinced Ms. Borns to ask the Order of the Phoenix to take on the protection task, because the reason is to avoid leaking the news."

Not everyone in the Order of the Phoenix knows Voldemort’s goal, so when they talk about prophecy, they use ‘that thing’ to refer to it.

"I have nothing to say here," Sirius said. "We were somewhat relieved after having the anti-thief waterfall. Amelia decided to set up one in Azkaban, and the time was tentatively set for the day after tomorrow..." His tone suddenly became complicated. If there were such things a few years ago, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Snape raised his head, his eyes flashing with a strange light. He whispered: "Azkaban? Are you together too? Yes, I don't think you will miss it. You met many friends there..."

The conference room almost evolved into a arena.

...

After the meeting, the Order of the Phoenix, who had no mission, stayed to enjoy a leisurely afternoon tea. Snape and Professor McGonagall each left with their own things. Felix stared at Snape's disappearing figure and asked Mr. Weasley: "Has he been so busy?"

"Maybe, he won't stay too much on weekdays." Mr. Weasley muttered. They came to the living room to sit down, and soon Mrs. Weasley and Tonks appeared with some dessert plates, "Precaution the last step." Mrs. Weasley reminded.

"Oh, OK," said Tonks, then hitting his head on the umbrella stand and the plate came out.
To be continued...