Yet Fred and George had no idea about this from start to finish.
If Mrs. Weasley knew they left their own brother behind, she would tear their ears off at the least, and adding two more beds in St Mungo's wouldn't be impossible.
"Bless them... hope they're okay." Kael said sincerely.
Cedric beside him also nodded with a heavy face.
They were just worried for their own safety, so offering blessings now was a matter of reciprocity.
Hope Mrs. Weasley spares them, so they can at least see each other alive... well, hopefully.
"Where do you plan to go next?" Cedric asked.
"I should go to St Mungo's." Kael replied.
Although his relationship with Percy wasn't particularly close, it was decent, and given the connection with the Weasleys, he had to visit in any case.
"What about you, staying here to help?"
"No, I might be going somewhere else." Cedric said.
"Where to?"
"Seems like some kind of square, but I can't remember." Cedric took out a note, "Oh right, No. 12 Grimmauld Place."
Kael looked at him, and the note in his hand, somewhat surprised.
"Who gave this to you?"
"Professor Dumbledore." Cedric said casually, "Why, haven't you seen him?"
"No." Kael shook his head, "Where did you meet him?"
"Right at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic. We talked a bit and he handed this to me, also said I should go if I have time..." While saying this, Cedric suddenly stretched out his hand, "Look, isn't he right there?"
Kael looked up in the direction Cedric pointed, and indeed saw Dumbledore talking solemnly with Amelia Bones.
However... he didn't look too well, his face was haggard, and his right hand seemed injured, hanging rather weakly.
Kael frowned, it seemed that Voldemort appearing in Austria wasn't just a diversion to lure Dumbledore away; he was really there.
After all, besides Voldemort, Kael couldn't think of anyone else who could injure Dumbledore.
Oh, there was another, the one trapped in the Nimongard Tower, but that's unlikely.
As if sensing Kael's gaze, Dumbledore also looked over, but he didn't say anything, instead went elsewhere with Amelia Bones.
But Kael didn't think too much of it, assuming they had business... being given the address of No. 12 Grimmauld Place proved Dumbledore wasn't an imposter.
"Wait, where did the writing go?"
At this moment, Cedric suddenly exclaimed, the paper which originally had writing had somehow turned blank.
"No worries, just remember the location." Kael laughed, patting his shoulder.
"You seem to know." Cedric looked at Kael, a bit puzzled. "So what exactly is that place?"
"I can't say much more." Kael thought for a while, "Remember the D.A. you held at Hogwarts?"
"Of course." Cedric nodded, "What does it have to do with that?"
Back then he put in a lot of effort to conduct classes for the other students, sacrificing almost all his spare time, second only to the memorable Quidditch matches, so of course he remembered.
"In simple terms, it's like a more formal version of the D.A., but it has another name—Order of Phoenix."
"Order of Phoenix?"
"Keep it down." Kael lowered his voice, "Anyway, come with me to St Mungo's for now, someone will take you there later."
"But I just got back from St Mungo's." Cedric seemed a bit hesitant; he felt this place needed more assistance, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed back.
"There are so many people here, it won't miss you." Kael gave him a push, "Besides, if you want to visit the place on the note, you need to come with me. People from there are mostly at St Mungo's now."
"Well... alright then." Cedric sighed helplessly.