Dumbledore set the contact point for the reconstruction of the Order of the Phoenix to a place that no one could have thought of - No. 12 Grimo Square, which is... the old house of the Black family.

Of course, this place was hidden by the spell of loyalty. All the members of the Order of the Phoenix received a notice to go to Kings Cross Station, which is only a twenty-minute walk from Grimo Square, and the passenger flow is extremely large. As long as you mix in the crowd, you can easily hide your traces.

On the weekend, after hearing the location from Dumbledore's mouth, the members of the Order of the Phoenix walked away from King's Cross Station, and then found the old Black family house between the two Muggle buildings. When they opened the door, an unexpected person was waiting for them with a smile.

He was tall and had a somewhat astonishing pale face. His carefully carved black half-length hair was softly draped over his shoulders. He was waiting for everyone to arrive in the hall, and then stood up and spread his arms in the shape of a master, as if he was welcoming something.

"Except your weapon!" Moody's reaction was the most intense. He raised his wand and sent a disarm spell, "Blake family's miscellaneous!"

"Iron Armor Protects." Although the opponent was attacked, he was not angry. He just used the Iron Armor Spell to resist the attack. "Mr. Moody, your hot temper should be restrained. We are on the side now."

"This is impossible." Lupin also pulled out his wand next to Moody, "Regules, I remember you, you are a Death Eater."

"Yes, I used to be a Death Eater." Regulus smiled and put away his wand without hesitation. "But what can that happen? Are you still a werewolf."

Lupin was speechless for a moment - indeed, if a member of the Pure Blood Family means that he is not involved with Voldemort, the identity of the werewolf would probably be even worse.

"Mr. Black, don't try to change the subject." Seeing Lupin being speechless in his slightest confrontation, Nifadora stood up, "You shouldn't be here at this time-"

"This is so funny." Regulus's smile became even more intense. "This is the Black family's mansion, I am the heir for granted. Shouldn't I show up here?"

Just as Nifadora wanted to say something else, Kingsley finally waved his hand.

"Okay, go into the house first-Regules is different from what you think. He is reliable and one of us."

One of us?

The other members of the Order of the Phoenix looked at each other, not understanding what was going on - why a Black joined the Order of the Phoenix.

At this moment, Dumbledore arrived.

"Why are you still standing at the door?" Mr. White Wizard stuffed a piece of hard candy into his mouth as he entered the door. "Come in, Kingsley is right. Regulus is one of us. Just yesterday, he also helped me a lot!"

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"What the hell is going on?" After sitting down in the living room, Lupin, who had always been gentle, couldn't wait to speak, "Professor Dumbledore - why, Regulus?"

"In fact, the matter about Mr. Regulus is quite complicated." Dumbledore organized the language a little, "Indeed, as everyone knows, Regulus was once a Death Eater--but you should know that although he became a member of the Death Eater at the age of sixteen, he did not commit any substantial guilt, he did not participate in the battle, nor abuse the Muggle, and even had little help to that person."

The members of the Order of the Phoenix looked at each other. After thinking for a long time, they found that the matter seemed to be as Dumbledore said. Although Regulus was a Death Eater, unlike those guys who often killed people, he did not do anything serious.

"Later Regules accepted a special task, and the man asked him to hide a pendant, and Regules recognized the pendant."

"Yes." At this time, Regulus finally took over the conversation, "That's the Horcrux - I felt the breath of the soul on the pendant and judged its identity."

"Horcrux?"

The members of the Order of the Phoenix looked at each other - this word sounded very evil, but after a few whispers, they did not come to a conclusion or figure out what it was.

"The Horcrux is an evil magic product." Regules saw everyone's doubts and explained, "Through the shameful murder ritual, the black wizard can split his soul, and the items attached to the fragments of the divided soul are the Horcrux."

The members of the Order of the Phoenix frowned and had some unknown premonition in their hearts.

"That's right, just as you think." Regules sighed. "The Horcrux can guarantee that a person will not be killed. Unless the Horcrux is destroyed, the caster will be immortal-the man split his soul and created several Horcruxes, and at that time I was responsible for preserving one of them."

"Regules discovered his conspiracy and was unwilling to join him again." Dumbledore continued the story of Regules, "He transferred the Horcrux he had kept and left the Death Eaters team by pretending to die and disappeared."

"Strictly speaking, it's not a fake death." Regulus corrected Dumbledore's statement. "I almost died that time--fortunately Clicher was a great house elf, so he got me."

(At this moment, some excited house elf was cheering in the kitchen.)

"Then, Regulus saw the news of the man's return in the Daily Prophet." Dumbledore blinked, "He found me, and handed me the trouble of Horcrux, and asked to join the Order of the Phoenix to be one of us-I promised him."

"Dumbledore." Moody still couldn't trust Regulus, "You're sure he-"

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded, "In fact, I just learned about the Horcrux... and I have another Horcrux here. He is even more crazy than I thought. In order to survive, he seemed to tear his soul into pieces."

"So, this time." Professor McGonagall, who had digested all the news, rubbed his fingers with some anxiety, "We are going to find and destroy all... Horcruxes."

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "Regules gave me a pendant, and Lucius gave me a diary."
Chapter completed!