"Everyone has their own choices, and we can't impose our opinions on others, even if we think it's good for them."
Dumbledore's voice was flat and steady, making everyone quiet.
"I have been a teacher at Hogwarts for nearly 80 years, and I have met all kinds of students. In terms of education, we can educate and guide, but we cannot impose our ideas on them, no matter what. We feel how right our thinking is."
"Even if we are ourselves, can we be sure that what we think must be right? Wizards are also human, and everyone makes mistakes. We can't be sure that our choices are right, so how can we be sure that others' choices aren't also right? "
His remarks made many people bow their heads and ponder, but Mrs. Weasley still said worriedly.
"But he is still Sally's child. We promised her together by her side that Sherlock will be kept out of danger for the rest of his life, and the war will not be spread to the next generation..."
"Doting thoughts!" Moody said dissatisfiedly. He was the only one among these people who had no objection to Sherlock's joining the Order of the Phoenix. It was no wonder that the original owner had the best relationship with him.
"The protected baby bird will never become an eagle in the sky, staying in the warm bird's nest all the time. If danger strikes, how can he continue to be stable? In danger, even If you don't have absolute certainty to ensure your safety, how can you be sure of his stability?"
"There is no danger now, Moody," objected a wizard named Elphias Doge. "You-Know-Who has been dead for so many years, and the Death Eaters have been taken into Azkaban, The entire magical world is at peace."
"You think peace is just a scene where you haven't seen the danger." Moody said gruffly, "To this day, dozens of Aurors still die every year, and dark wizards are everywhere, every once in a while. There's turmoil!"
Moody alone argues with other wizards who oppose Sherlock joining the Order of the Phoenix.
At this time, Sherlock also heard why Mrs. Weasley and others objected to joining the Order of the Phoenix.
They are afraid that he was going to be in danger.
After all, the Order of the Phoenix is still a vigilante organization, and even if Voldemort has been "dead" for more than ten years, there is no way to erase its essence.
As long as there is a conflict in the future, Sherlock who is in it may be in danger.
Sherlock's heart was silent.
He used to have some intrigue, but everyone was pure.
It's just that there is a disagreement on how to protect him.
These wizards headed by Dumbledore are not necessarily the most powerful in the magic world, but they must be the most honest and selfless.
Just as Moody and the members of the original Order of the Phoenix were disagreeing, Dumbledore clapped his hands lightly, calming the scene and focusing everyone's attention on himself.
"Sherlock wants to join the Order of the Phoenix, this is not just his own will. Sally also said, when she was alive, that if her son had the same ambition as her, then joining the Order of the Phoenix is her will. She had a plan from the beginning."
Everyone who was arguing before fell silent. They didn't want Sherlock to join them because they had promised Sally that her son would no longer be in danger for the stability of the magic world.
No one would doubt whether Dumbledore was lying. Since he said that this was the will of Sherlock's mother during her lifetime, it must be.
It wouldn't be in their line to object.
Kingsley took the initiative to stand up and toast Sherlock from a distance.
"Welcome to the Order of The Phoenix, Sherlock."
He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the other wizards on the long table also raised the glass in their hands.
"Welcome, Sherlock."
Sherlock was infected by their actions and wanted to stand up and give a toast, but he was a little hesitant about whether such a move was too sudden if it was according to the original owner's character.
Just as he was struggling, a golden-red light lit up beside Dumbledore, Phoenix Fox spread his wings and appeared on his shoulder, with a note in his sharp beak.
Dumbledore took the note and saw the content on it. The expression on his face slowly became serious, and the corners of his brows were wrinkled together unconsciously.
Just when Professor McGonagall wanted to ask him what happened, he suddenly stood up from his chair.
"Sorry everyone, something happened suddenly at Hogwarts, and I have to go back first with Minerva and Sherlock."
After hearing his words, Professor McGonagall and Sherlock also stood up from their seats. Dumbledore grabbed their arms, and Fox lit up again and teleported away from here with them.
The rest of the members of the Order of the Phoenix at the long table looked at each other, wondering what happened.
On Sherlock's side, with a flash of fire, they returned to the headmaster's room at Hogwarts in the next second.
Here, Professor Flitwick was anxiously waiting for them. After seeing Dumbledore, he immediately said out of breath.
"Another attack this time Colin Creevey, a first-year student!"
Dumbledore did not return to the headmaster's office, but signalled Professor Flitwick to lead the way, and hurried to the attack scene with Sherlock and Professor McGonagall.
"How is that student doing now?"
"He hasn't died yet. Like the last student, he was petrified. The normal spell removal does not affect him. I have sent the student to the school hospital."
They still came to the scene of the incident first, where there are still many students gathered.
As soon as they arrived at the scene, Professor McGonagall shouted at them sternly.
"All go back to class! Don't gather here! Go back to class!"
She usually has a high prestige among the students. No one dares to stay in the same place anymore.
Except for the petrified Colin who was carried to the infirmary at the scene of the incident, the things he left have not been taken away.
It was a Muggle camera, lying on the ground at this moment.
Sherlock recalled.
"Colin told me yesterday that he plans to take pictures of every part of Hogwarts and go home and introduce them to his family."
Professor McGonagall responded immediately.
"The camera probably captured the murderer's appearance."
But when Dumbledore picked up the camera and opened the back cover, it was burnt out and nothing was left.
"Very powerful magic."
Dumbledore murmured.
Sherlock looked at the burnt camera in his hand and pondered, feeling that at this moment he could tell the only clue he still remembered.
"There is a wizard-made black magic creature, a basilisk, whose eyes seem to have such a powerful petrification effect."