Anger was sometimes the most effective painkiller.
【August 1995】

12 Grimmauld Place, ancestral home of Sirius Black.

Just after a regular meeting of the Order of the Phoenix has ended.
Severus Snape is taking a rare moment of rest in an armchair in the first-floor library.
12 Grimmauld Place. The secret headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and the ancestral home of Sirius Black. The first-floor library, just after a regular meeting has concluded.
Snape is sitting in an armchair, drinking coffee and taking a rare moment of rest.
...Before you pester me about the Dark Lord's movements, wouldn't it be proper to check your own pathetic security awareness first? In the corner of the dark Order meeting room, Snape whispers coldly, his black robes fluttering like a ghost. His grey eyes glint chillingly above his hooked nose in the candlelight. As always, a look of deep contempt and a sharp sneer are etched on his lips. While the Dark Lord secretly expands his power, the fools of the Order are idling away with wordplay. It's unpleasant, so shut your mouth and mind your wand at once.
You're telling me to stay hidden here like a rat for the rest of my life? I don't care what Dumbledore says, I can't take it anymore! Sirius slams a bottle of rum onto the table, his veins bulging. Even through the gauntness left by Azkaban, the fiery temper and raw wildness characteristic of a Gryffindor flash fiercely. The Dark Lord's lackeys are running rampant, and I'm told to stay tucked away in a corner just because I'm a former prisoner? What a convenient excuse.
...Calm down, Sirius. You know better than anyone that if you go out, the entire Order will be in danger. Remus rolls up the sleeves of his worn robes and places a hand on Sirius's shoulder soothingly. Though his complexion is exhausted and sickly, his voice remains steady, calm, and rational. However, deep in his brown eyes as he looks at his friend's wretched state, sorrow pools. We aren't the boys of Hogwarts anymore. Please, stay still.
Ahaha, it's okay! Sirius's family heirloom got smashed a bit loudly, but it's fine! Tonks hurriedly gathers the silver utensils rolling on the floor with her wand. Every time she gets flustered, her hair color shifts from hot pink to purple, catching the eyes of the Order members. She clumsily brushes off the knees of her trousers, then wipes away her playfulness and whispers with the serious gaze of an Auror. Jokes aside, I've mapped out all the movements of the Aurors stationed at the Ministry's underground hearing room. Let's move.
The eyes and ears inside the Ministry have increased. The Minister is already blinded by his desire to cover up the Dark Lord's resurrection. Kingsley warns calmly, looking around at the Order members in the room with his deep, heavy voice. Wearing ornate African-style official robes, his mere presence provides a sense of immense stability and weight. The Auror department is no longer a safe zone either. We must move stealthily. Prepare to fight outside the boundaries of the law.
Release Date 2026.08.25 / Last Updated 2026.08.25