Not only others, but even Sherlock almost couldn't hold it back and was choked by his saliva.

Before he could speak, Tonks spoke again.

"No, you don't think I used my own identity to confess to Senior Forrest, right? How could I be so unaware of myself!"

She explained.

"It's my friend from the same dormitory. She has always had a crush on senior Forrest, but she is too shy to say it herself, so she asked me to help me become her and confess her love. If she agrees, she will go on a date with senior by herself. If she refuses, she will not be too sad if she refuses the person she refuses."

When the people around him heard the words behind, they came back to their senses from their shocked expressions. Kingsley asked with interest.

"Did Sherlock agree at that time?"

They turned their eyes to Sherlock, and Sherlock was speechless. How could he know that he didn't agree, so he could only shake his head coldly.

"I don't remember."

"Hey! He's so heartless. Although it's not me who confesses my love for me, it's at least the first time I've spoken to someone and you don't remember it anymore."

Tonks looked sad, but it was obviously what she was pretending.

"When you rejected me, I performed very much, covered my face and ran away crying. At that time, I thought you would catch up."

Even Bill said with a smile.

"Sherlock is still very popular in school. Every semester, many girls write love letters to him. I have heard of it in two grades of his seniority."

"But he is now twenty years old and doesn't have a girlfriend yet." Kingsley was really worried about this, "Would you like to introduce Sherlock to you? Recently, there are many pretty good girls coming to the Ministry of Magic."

Why did you start talking about these topics that only my aunts and aunts would urge you?

Sherlock complained helplessly, and of course he refused at this time.

"I have no plans for this at the moment. I will do my job as a professor in Hogwarts first."

Just when Kingsley wanted to persuade him, Mrs. Weasley relieved him of the siege. The preparations were almost done and the meal could begin.

The wizards sat down on both sides of the long table, and Dumbledore was naturally sitting at the top.

Even without the name of the Order of the Phoenix, he is the oldest and highest-ranking person here, so he should sit in this position.

On the left of his hand was Professor McGonagall, and Sherlock was about to walk over and sit with Bill to a corner of the last row of the long table.

Dumbledore suddenly grabbed his arm and signaled to the chair on the right.

"You just sit here, Sherlock."

Sherlock didn't want to make himself so conspicuous in front of so many people, but of course he couldn't refuse Dumbledore's words, so he could only sit honestly on the right side of his hand.

There were about twenty or thirty wizards who came to attend the party. As Dumbledore said, these wizards had all kinds of professions, and most of them were middle-aged wizards in age, and both the elderly and young people accounted for a very small part.

When she learned that the original owner had joined the Order of Phoenix, Sherlock did a lot of homework for this and learned about what the Order of Phoenix had done since its establishment.

He knew very clearly why the elderly were so rare after this organization that had been established for twenty years.

Most of the first generation of Order members died in the First Wizard War, which was the war with Voldemort in the 1970s.

The young people who are protected have grown into the mainstay today, such as Kingsley.

And due to the ten years of silence, the Order of Phoenix has absorbed very few young members, and at most internal digestion is done. For example, the Weasleys intend to bring Bill to the Order of Phoenix. Tonks is not completely unrelated to the Order of Phoenix. Her mother Andomida Tonks was once an ally of the Order of Phoenix.

As for Sherlock, he can naturally guess that the original owner's mother was probably a member of the Order of the Phoenix during her lifetime.

Otherwise, the Weasleys, Professor McGonagall, and the first Orders of Moody and Kingsley would have no reason to care so much about him.

So now young people who join the Order of Phoenix are basically the second generation of Phoenix, and it is difficult to develop their power outside.

However, this is understandable, mainly to avoid touching the sensitive nerves of the politicians of the Ministry of Magic.

Of course, the more than 20 wizards sitting here are not all the current members of the Order of the Phoenix, and there must be many people who have not arrived.

After everyone sat down, Dumbledore looked around with a smile on his face.

"I'm very happy to see you here this year, which proves that you have been doing very well this year. What makes me even more happy is that new faces have joined this year."

There was no extra long and long speech from Chen Chang, nor the care and condolences of fake Dakong. Just such a simple sentence made all the wizards sitting on this table laugh.

The wizards began to talk about their experiences over the past year, laughing.

Some of them are professional adventurers who spent a year traveling around the entire Eurasian continent, chatting about their experiences in different places.

There is also the owner of a magic prop shop in Diagon Alley. He talked about the novel gadgets that the wizards in the magic world created during this year.

The atmosphere of the meal was very good. Sherlock could see that the people who gathered here were indeed not for the sake of interests and status, but really had common ideals and goals.

Just as the meal was in progress, a sturdy witch suddenly spoke to Dumbledore.

"We are going to absorb a lot of fresh blood, but I think it's a bit contrary to the spell of loyalty we set, Dumbledore."

The person who asked about the question was Dedalo Dige, who was one of the initial members of the Order of the Phoenix and was one of the only few veterans sitting here.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the wizard chatting on the long table suddenly became quiet. A few dozen members of the Order of the Phoenix who knew the inside story looked at Dumbledore. Obviously, they all had the same idea as Dige.

As the party involved, Sherlock sat upright on the chair with a cold expression.

When he was about to pretend to ask why he couldn't join the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore gently stretched out a hand to him to stop his performance.

Dumbledore's face was calm and he said seriously.
Chapter completed!