Doomed to be an enemy

Its daybreak.

Voldemort went back to the locket on his own initiative this time.Harry ignored the reluctance that slipped through his heart, only felt that the warming spell seemed not so warm anymore.

The manor gradually became noisy, and Harry took a deep breath to confirm that his expression was normal before he opened the door and walked out.

"It's a hell of a trip!" Hagrid's loud voice shook the air.Harry paused, then hurried downstairs with some surprise, and saw that the living room was full of people.

Hagrid with a tangled beard, and Lucius Malfoy, who sat unbearably at the farthest position from Hagrid, were talking to Cia Flamel.Charlie was with Bill, Ron, and Mr. Weasley.Moody was still alone, and it was he who first spotted Harry.

"Mr. Potter, it's a good luck." He said.

Instead of rushing to give Hagrid a hug as he usually did - as much as he wanted to - Harry smiled and said, "I know."

Hagrid was a little happy: "Harry, we brought back a lot of people. It's a pity that the leaders of the centaurs are unwilling to help us. In fact, they insist on neutrality."

Harry sat down.Listening to them talking about these things on the road one by one, it wasn't until Hermione rushed down and greeted Hagrid in surprise that she realized that the dining room was already filled with the smell of breakfast.

"We went to Albania this time, and we found old Dean, but he refused to return to the Order of the Phoenix." Lupine said, he participated in the two compact operations, which made him look a little tired.Harry knew that he was still busy with the contact with the werewolf, so he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"It's not all fruitless, though," said Moody, his magic eyes still staring suspiciously at the silent Mr. Malfoy.

"How?" Harry asked quickly.

"They did get a bunch of dragon trainers over there, and dragons. That pissed off the Albanian Dragon Association. Old Dean talked them into it, so the rest of the trainers came back with us with their dragons. " Moody said simply, "We put them in an empty valley - it was a secret location. We bought the surrounding area. In order to build a defense system, my friends and I have made several trips .”

Harry frowned a little: "Then how many people did the other party recruit?"

"More than 30, we drove them away before there was more." Charlie interjected, "There are not many dragon trainers in total, and the two sides are evenly matched."

Harry suppressed the worry in his heart and looked at Hagrid: "Hagrid, what do you mean when you said that many people followed?"

"Oh! They are migrating magical creatures, including unicorns, centaurs, thestrals, hippogriffs..." He counted with his fingers, looking happy, "Many of them have come to England, I Meet up on the road, convince them to go where we arranged. I mean, they don't know anything here anyway."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and muttered that it would be fine without the eight-eyed spider.

But Harry didn't think so: "Where do these magical creatures come from? How many are there?" He frowned, and this time Moody answered for him: "How many times do they come together from the French reserve?" The number of thousands. To be honest, we have to go there for a while, and many of them are precious magic materials. It is hard to guarantee that the Death Eaters will not make up their minds."

"Could it have something to do with vampires? Did they say why they migrated?" Harry organized his thoughts and said slowly, "It is said that these magical creatures attach great importance to their territory, and it is impossible to migrate without major events. France should be no better than England. turmoil."

There was a silence at the dinner table as the issue was beyond their scope of responsibility.

Lucius raised his eyebrows, "Maybe I can answer this question." He was satisfied to see everyone's eyes sweeping over, and Harry put down his knife and fork.

"Has something happened in France?"

Mr. Malfoy was amazed by his acumen: "It's not just accidents, France has become a mess. All the wizards of the Ministry of Magic have participated in the operation to eliminate vampires. The fighting power of the people is even worse than that of Britain. When we left, the troops of the Ministry of Magic I have been out of contact for three days." He hesitated for a moment, and said: "Actually, there are several families that originally had friendship with the Malfoy family, and their strength is not bad—"

Moody's gaze suddenly sharpened.

"I persuaded them to help the Order of the Phoenix. I mean the safety of their descendants and the stability of the family are enough to shake them." Lucius said.

"You should be glad you didn't bring them to the Order of the Phoenix." Moody said coldly.

"Thank you for the compliment." Mr. Malfoy smirked.

Harry had a headache for these two: "How many people are there?" Lucius coughed: "Not many, about 100 people." "As a price, there are more than 100 people who applied to join the Order of the Phoenix." In the silence, Mr Malfoy added.

Harry looked calm: "What about the family?"

"The total is between six hundred."

There was a moment of silence at the table, then Moody sneered and said, "So that's what you mean by contacting those six families, the famous French black magic family, it's not surprising at all. Are you sure they are not from the Death Eaters camp?" ?”

Mr. Malfoy's face turned red, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Moody, do you want to duel with me?"

"stop!"

Harry couldn't bear it anymore, this time he was really angry, "A fight won't solve the problem. I believe Mr. Malfoy wouldn't joke about it. But Mr. Moody's worry is not unreasonable, Mr. Malfoy, these families Do you have any dealings with Death Eaters?"

The two wizards looked away angrily, and Lucius suppressed his anger and said: "All the magic families have kept in touch with each other. I can't guarantee that they haven't been in touch with Death Eaters, but there are no Death Eaters, I can guarantee that. Moody flashed him a contemptuous smile.

Harry nodded, and hurriedly said: "Then the family members will be sent to a confidential location. We should treat these applicants equally when they have not proved that they are allied with the enemy. Everyone expected this day when they were able to accept the Malfoy family, so be cautious. Some are true, but…”

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Potter." Moody said coldly, "I will not deliberately obstruct, and I will not let anyone with evil intentions slip in." He stared at Lucius Malfoy, as if Say, look, one has slipped in.

What responded to him was Lucius Malfoy's haughty and provocative gaze.

Harry sighed inwardly, how could these two be more enemies than himself and Voldemort.He quickly changed the topic: "Where did you just say, yes, why magical creatures migrate, and the French Ministry of Magic lost contact, does it mean that the situation there is terrible?"

There was an owl pecking at the kitchen window, "I'll go and have a look." Hermione put down the napkin, and walked into the kitchen with everyone's eyes gathering for a moment.

"It's really terrible." Lucius said bluntly, "According to the news I got, several strong vampires have awakened. They are very dissatisfied with the status quo. France and Italy are plagued by vampires, and they have begun to brazenly develop descendants. , ban Muggles, wizards, they cultivate better descendants, and attack wizards. I very much doubt how long France can last."

"I'm afraid Mr. Malfoy is right."

Hermione came out of the kitchen with a heavy expression, holding an opened letter in her hand, "They asked us for help."

To be precise, he asked Professor Dumbledore for help.Since the civil war in the British wizarding world, diplomacy has long been closed.So four months after the headmaster passed away, the French Ministry of Magic didn't even know about it.Or were they already too busy to take care of it?Harry was taken aback by the guesswork.

After reading the contents of the letter—it was forwarded by Professor McGonagall, and the owl sent it to Hogwarts—they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Maybe we should tell them," said Hermione.

"Hermione is right." Harry sighed, "but it said that more than 3000 people were trapped in Bourges. The French Ministry of Magic was trapped in the north, and the blood soldiers bypassed the Aurors in two ways. They It’s hard to tell the manpower. Even if you want to tell them, you have to think of a way for this matter.”

"Mr. Potter, do you want to support them?" Moody frowned, "We don't have room for so many people."

"No, I want to confirm one thing." Harry's emerald green eyes were full of worry and determination.

"what's up?"

Only Lucius probably guessed his thoughts, and his tone could not help but implicitly admire: "Mr. Potter's worry is whether the present France will be the future Britain."

In the next two days, the Order of the Phoenix held two urgent meetings, one was to select the supervisory team to go to Hogwarts.By the way, he shoulders the responsibility of monitoring the movements of Death Eaters.As expected, Voldemort announced the Hogwarts Neutrality Treaty on the Daily Prophet the next day. Harry had no way of knowing the reaction of the people, but the construction of the magic recorder was put on the agenda, and the Order of the Phoenix set off as soon as it was assembled. Went to Hogwarts.

The next thing is to send people to support France to meet the people.A good portion of the Order of the Phoenix thought Harry was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"A mysterious person has already messed up the wizarding world, and we can't take care of ourselves now. Maybe the situation over there is not so bad?"

"The situation in France is indeed unknown. Hermione has summarized all the information, and it is in your hands. Please read it carefully before deciding whether to agree to this matter." Harry suppressed his anger, and he was cold for the first time. face. "Maybe we should stay in England until the vampires do to us what they did to France."

The information Hermione compiled was as detailed as ever.Including ordinary low-level vampires, vampires, high-level vampires, vampire elders, etc., which were dug out from ancient books. "In their heyday, they could occupy Italy and Europe. Wizards have to be vassals of them. They must unite with magical creatures, werewolves and other races to obtain half of the Dark Parliament."

Hermione explained, "At that time, there were thirteen strongest elders. They had no surnames but governed thirteen ethnic groups. In the Middle Ages, wizards cooperated with the Holy See to destroy the Dark Council and strangle most of the vampires and senior vampires. In order to kill The elders of the dead blood clan, the wizards paid a heavy price, which caused the Holy See to take the opportunity to attack and wipe out the wizards, and we were powerless to resist." She paused for everyone to digest these shocking secrets.You must know that when Hermione found these real histories from Nicolas May's collection, she was also shocked for a long time.

"The vampires who lose their inheritance will lose their power and become low-level vampires, which is the vampire race we see today. And when their inheritance is renewed, their power, wisdom, and even experience will come again. This is why In the defense of Hogwarts, there is a reason for the emergence of vampires who communicate with people-in fact, it is probably between the ranks of vampires and senior vampires. We have to recognize the reality that at least one vampire elder has awakened And as far as intelligence is concerned, obviously more than one has awakened."

Hermione's tone was slow but serious: "Unfortunately, they can help the other extinct ethnic groups to resume their inheritance—although it is difficult, there is indeed a way."

"So, this is not a matter of any country. Obviously these vampires consider wizards as enemies, and they will spare no effort to destroy us. And..." Hermione was silent, and it was almost difficult for her to say the following words.

"And only wizards can save themselves this time, and no one can help us." Harry stood up and said the unfinished words, "If the situation in France is really serious, it means that we will also be in the near future." Facing all this." Harry glanced at the silent members of the Order of the Phoenix one by one, "If the situation is all right, it proves that we still have a chance. I think this is probably not something that any country or organization can solve. When the time comes, we have to unite as much as we can, unite all the strengths — yes, if things get that bad.”

Harry didn't say anything specifically, but no one was stupid, and of course they understood what was being said.

This time, there was no objection. Harry handed over the matter of selection to Moody. He trusted the old Auror's experience, and Moody lived up to his trust, and called his friend Fade Ro John - Vampire bounty hunter.The old wizard gave the members of the Order of the Phoenix emergency training for a day and a night. Harry was the leader of the operation, but he was not in the training room. Instead, he asked Hermione to take notes, but he himself Following Sia Flamel came to the basement.

"Harry, you should be in the training room by now."

Facing Mr. Flamel's disapproving gaze, Harry was silent for a moment, and said, "Mr. Flamel, my fire magic can inflict a lot of damage to vampires, but after using it on a large scale last time, I passed out." He recounted what happened that day, "This time we are going to save people, or in future battles, such things may happen again. I can't get help every time. So, what can you do to save people in a short time?" Do you increase the magic power inside?"

Sia Lemay's expression stagnated, and he gradually became serious.

"Harry, if you want to gain any power, you must pay a price. Equal exchange is the only rule of magic." With a stern look, when facing Harry's clear eyes without any selfish desires, he unconsciously Sighing: "Maybe I shouldn't have taught you that new type of magic. My father told me a long time ago..."

"I'm so sorry, I--"

"No, Harry, it's not your fault. In fact, I would rather you say that this request stems from a desire for power, so that I can refuse without hesitation." Sia Flamel looked a little at a loss.He looked at Harry pleadingly, "Is the situation really that serious?"

Harry had never seen Sia Flame lose his composure like this, but when he thought of the overwhelming vampires, Harry couldn't feel at ease.There are millions of vampires recorded by the Ministry of Magic sent by Kingsley Shacklebolt. There are only three countries in Britain, France, and Germany.These are only their peripheral activity areas, so how much will there be in Italy, which is the old nest?According to the statistics of the Order of the Phoenix, the number of vampires who attacked Hogwarts that day was only [-].His magic is in jeopardy under the [-] vampires, how can he guarantee to protect the Order of the Phoenix and his friends in the coming war?

You are the savior, aren't you?

Harry's heart went cold.He didn't want to see something like Sirius' death happen again. "I won't joke about it." The emerald green eyes were tired and determined.Like a mountain that can block all dangers, Sia Lemay's heart, which was originally heavy because of vampires, felt at ease because of it.

Then he got heavier.Even him, let alone others.

"Harry..." The master alchemist showed a weak and pale smile for the first time, "Do you know what price you have to pay?"

Harry opened his mouth.speechless.He is not a saint, he will be afraid, he will be afraid, he will laugh, and he will cry.He will be afraid of death, just like ordinary people, he will also be sad because of the death of people around him. What he has more than others may be just a little courage, the courage to take action and keep moving forward.

So, he finally said: "I don't know, but I'm willing to trade everything I have."

There was some water in Cia Lemay's eyes. He was not an emotional person, but he couldn't say anything at this time. "Actually, I'm too useless." He murmured, and took a deep look at Harry:

"Come with me, Mr. Potter."

They walked further down the wooden stairs, the silence consuming Harry's courage.He wanted to say, go back, it was just a joke.But the mouth seemed to be closed by a strong adhesive spell, and Harry couldn't spit out a word with all his strength.He could only hold on to his magic wand and suppress his inner emotions according to the method taught by Professor Cia LeMay.

Soon, they stopped.

"Harry, do you remember the new magic I taught you?" Sia Flamel's voice echoed in the basement, and he waved his wand and lit the torch.The cold air is warmed, this is a laboratory.The vast bookshelves were filled with books, and the long table was full of utensils - many of which Harry had never seen, and they even had more silverware than the table in Dumbledore's headmaster's room.

The armchair was so full of dust that Cia Flamel had no intention of asking him to sit down.

"This is my father's laboratory. I haven't stepped in here since his death." Siam Lemay explained.

"Your method has something to do with new forms of magic, doesn't it?" Harry asked.The matter of the price occupied all his thoughts, and he had to admit that the unknown made him afraid, and he was ashamed because of it.

Sia turned around and watched him nod slowly.

"Do you know how that magic came from? My father is a learned man. He has studied Muggle knowledge and created such a magic. What he borrowed is the ultimate weapon in the Muggle world today." .They change violently to erupt with enormous power, nuclear, atomic or whatever."

"The energy manipulated by magic is more active than those particles, so the improved new magic can get more powerful spellcasting effects. But like your situation, magic is the root of magic, yes, my father considered this factor , He tried to put the set that the new magic borrowed on the magic power."

There was a fright in Cia Lemay's gray eyes:

"You know, he didn't die of old age. Not because the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed. It's because he tested the theory on himself 100 years ago—"

The older wizard moved his lips, but all he could say was a short sentence: "He succeeded."

"The fission of magic power speeds up the cycle, and making full use of every ounce of power, combined with new magic, almost made my father the most famous dueling master at that time. He became friends with Dumbledore and was well-known in the wizarding world."

Harry knew the story wouldn't last forever like this.He was waiting for that terrible price.

"Once this kind of fission starts, it cannot be stopped. It starts from a small place and will become more and more intense. That is to say, your magic power will become stronger and stronger until... like a powerful magic, or It's the ultimate Muggle weapon burst."

Cia LeMay said in a bitter tone, "My father discovered this hidden danger a few years ago, and tried his best to solve it. So, when he asked Dumbledore to keep the Philosopher's Stone, I knew that he also It's gone." He looked at Harry, saddened, "He destroyed the most terrible consequences with death, Harry, this is a dead end."

Dead end.

It took Harry several minutes to understand the two words.He couldn't feel the beating of his heart, couldn't feel the temperature of his body, as if all his consciousness was concentrated on it.

Then he heard himself ask calmly: "Is this the only way?"

Sia LeMay shook his head: "There is indeed more than one way to increase magic power. There are a lot of black magic that can be done, but they all have great disadvantages, and once you use it, it is impossible to get close to white magic. So far , the most successful example is the Dark Lord, he is proficient in black magic, but not necessarily proficient in all white magic, it’s not that he doesn’t want to learn, but he can’t do it.”

There was a flash of frustration in his gray eyes, and a gleam of light: "No, Harry, in fact, black magic is quite good. You saw Voldemort's performance that day, and black magic can still destroy vampires. My father has a lot of books , I believe that no one likes collecting more than him, you can find what you want from here, and with your talent, you will definitely be able to learn them."

"Harry, tell me—you are willing to become a dark wizard." Sia Flamel looked at Harry imploringly.Didn't even notice that he said the Dark Lord's name.

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, he tried to smile, but couldn't.

"I think Voldemort, a horrible dark wizard, is enough. I can't even learn the Cruciatus Curse, how is it possible? Even if I become a dark wizard, I'm probably the most useless one. I don't want to see anyone die again In front of me, and I can do nothing. Besides, there are 100 years." He tried to convince himself, "Maybe someone will figure out a way by then."

Cia LeMay couldn't bear it anymore, tears slid down her slightly wrinkled face.

"Harry, I think you need time to think."

"Mr. Flamel, we are leaving the day after tomorrow." Harry tried to make the atmosphere more relaxed, "Perhaps you should be more worried about whether I will be lost in power after the war is over. To be honest, I thought that The so-called 'price' may prevent me from seeing the end of the war."

"It's fine now," said Harry.

Sia LeMay shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Harry, there is no 100 years. My father started doing this when he was five hundred years old, and his magic power was very strong at that time, stronger than everyone else. So 100 years later That's the sign. You're not yet at the age of wizards at their most powerful, so I guess only about twenty years."

Harry fell silent.

"I don't even know, I still have the talent of prophecy." He said with self-deprecation.

Siah LeMay said in a at a loss: "Harry, I think it's better to forget about it, you are just a child, and you can do your best in many things."

"Monsieur Flamel."

Harry bit his lip and said calmly, "How much improvement can I make in this way?"

Sia LeMay opened his mouth, and finally said, "At least after the start, you can use your flame to disperse the darkness as you want."

"Endless?"

"Yes, the magic power cycle will be faster than you can imagine. After each particle dies, the companion will immediately duplicate one, and the time is almost negligible." Sia Lemay said reluctantly.

That's really... enough.

"Can you help me?"

Silence spread in the basement, and it was Cia Flamel's affirmative answer with a thick nasal voice that finally responded to him.