I'm playing a big knife at HP

Sirius had been arranged to meet Harry in a room in the Hog's Head.

When Marciana led Harry and Ron and Hermione to the room, Sirius had already ordered a large table full of delicious food and three glasses of butterbeer.

Ron sat down with a cheer, "Can I have some potato and beef pie?" After getting Sirius' approval, he was very happy to dig a large spoonful of burnt and soft baked pie onto his plate.

Marciana said hello to the Aurors on duty, Kingsley and Jones, and the two went to the Three Broomsticks for a drink.

Harry looked at Sirius with twinkling eyes, "Are you all right? I mean, you look really good."

After recuperating for more than half a year, Sirius has visibly strengthened, and his complexion has become rosy and healthy. It looks completely different from the previous skeleton.

"I'm fine. St. Mungo said I've basically recovered." Sirius shrugged. "It's just a little boring. I have to be accompanied by an Auror everywhere, and most of the time I just don't go out."

He nodded to Marciana, "Please come with them, Martha."

"You're welcome." She found a corner and sat down very casually, "Talk. If you don't want me to hear the conversation—— Sirius, you will use earplugs to listen to the spell, right?"

Sirius and the three students expressed that they didn't mind her listening, and even wanted to hear her views on some things.

Marciana smiled and nestled in the chair, restraining her magic power, and soon they were immersed in discussions and reminiscing about the past, and naturally ignored her.

Sirius and Harry gossiped about old Crouch's murder of his relatives, and because his son missed the post of Minister of Magic, and his wife finally separated, they talked about Snape.

Harry and Ron mentioned that Karkaroff broke in in Potions class and must talk to him, and wanted to show him something on his arm, and the three children quarreled while talking.

Hermione pointed out that Dumbledore had always believed in Snape, and that he had saved Harry in the first year.Ron retorted that Snape was probably afraid that Dumbledore would drive him away.They were arguing so heatedly that Marciana, who was in the corner, didn't notice that she had quietly sat up straight when she heard Karkaroff and Snape's names.

Marciana huddled in a corner thinking—Sirius didn't know what was on the Death Eater's arm, but as a retired Auror, she knew it very well.She quietly listened to the two teenagers' doubts about Snape, and decided to keep the matter of the Dark Mark under wraps.

"I think what you both say makes sense." Sirius looked at Ron and Hermione thoughtfully, "Ever since I heard that Snape was teaching here, I've been wondering why Dumbledore hired He. Snape had always been fascinated by the Dark Arts and had become famous for it at school. He was a greasy, slippery, oily-haired little boy... ouch!"

Sirius' chair was kicked by Marciana, and he turned his head to look at her in surprise.

"It's too much," Marciana was still nestling lazily, only slowly withdrawing one long leg, "Is the mouth poisonous? Do you understand the difficulty of our teacher's work? Why do you slander him when you are so good? And in front of our students."

Ron and Harry snickered at each other, and Hermione gave her a grateful look.

"Okay, sorry." Sirius shrugged insincerely, "But one thing to say, he is indeed obsessed with the dark arts. When he entered school, he knew more curses than half of the students in the seventh grade. He is still a Members of the Slytherin clique, that gang almost all ended up as Death Eaters." He snapped his fingers, "Rozier and Wilkes... the Lestranges..."

When Sirius mentioned Rozier, Marciana's eyelashes fluttered, but no one noticed.

"Whatever you say about Martha," Sirius turned to stare at her, "I'll be wary of Snape. Harry should be wary of him, too."

"If Snape intends to kill Harry, with all due respect, Harry is already dead." Marciana's voice became sharp. "In the first year, he only needs to relax a little bit, and Voldemort has already succeeded."

Both Harry and Sirius had expressions of displeasure on their faces.Marciana thought, after all, you just don't believe Dumbledore's judgment.She felt a pang of weariness - no wonder Harry, he spent a year with Voldemort in his first year and a year with a basilisk in his second year, no wonder he doubted Dumbledore's judgment.

What if you are on guard?So what if you put Harry on guard?Even if Harry was wary, with such a disparity in strength, if Snape wanted to attack, would Harry be able to guard against it?Marciana couldn't help complaining in her heart, but she couldn't say it all.

She closed her mouth and waved her hand sloppily, expressing that she didn't want to refute any more.

Seeing her like this, Sirius froze, but comforted Harry, but Dumbledore trusted Snape and would not put Death Eaters in Hogwarts.

But Marciana opened her mouth, and Sirius thought of her, "Speaking of which, how are you doing recently? I read the "Daily Prophet"...don't pay attention to that reporter, I know you are not that kind of person .”

Hermione said anxiously: "We all know that none of what Skeeter said is credible. I found some information, and we all know what happened to you back then."

Harry and Ron nodded quickly.

Sirius didn't know the past, and Hermione told him in a few words.Sirius laughed after hearing this, and stretched out his hand to pat her on the shoulder, "Good girl, you did a great job. Even if you killed Titus Roll on purpose, I have to say that it was a good job."

Marciana quickly glanced at the three students, shook her head, "It was wrong for me to do that."

"Why?" Harry interrupted her, and the usually reserved teenager stared at her stubbornly, "I mean...is there anything wrong with avenging one's own family?"

Seeing his father's increasingly similar face and his familiar green eyes, Marciana was stunned for a moment.

Yes, he is almost 14 years old when he is 15 years old, and he has reached the age of youthful spirit.

"I can't do that as an Auror. An Auror's job is to bring suspects to justice. I don't have the authority to execute him." That's all she said.

"Is that why you resigned?" Hermione asked hesitantly, "They said you were the youngest Auror in history to pass the qualification examination. You must really like that job..."

Marciana lowered her head, avoiding the eyes of the little witch, "Yes. As Sirius said, when Crouch was the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement a few years before I joined the job, many people were arrested without trial. Into Azkaban, and Aurors have the right to kill. Think about it, just say that you are suspected of being a Death Eater, and the Auror can immediately throw you to the dementor or kill you without giving evidence, Don't take any responsibility. At that time, to be honest, the average wizard in Britain was only a little less afraid of Aurors than Death Eaters..."

She paused, and then said: "Then something happened. An Auror killed a 16-year-old kid by mistake, just because he was wearing a mask for fun... The kid was a squib, and he didn't even have a magic wand in his hand. It’s all fake. This incident aroused public outrage. Later, Crouch’s reputation was discredited, and Auror’s power was re-limited. When the force that was supposed to protect the people is used to achieve their own political goals, the persecution may be innocent people, or...or for personal revenge..."

Marciana pressed her finger on her forehead, "At this moment, the boundary between justice and evil is blurred. This boundary is more fragile than you think. Once trampled on, once the Aurors lose the trust of the people, think about it... …when risking their lives to work, the supposedly beloved Aurors are viewed with suspicion, fear, and even hatred…the damage takes years to recover. I learned later that justice is more than just fighting evil , and know when to put away the killing blade.”

Ron's face was clearly blank, Harry seemed to understand, but Hermione was thoughtful.Sirius lowered his head and remained silent like her.

"As for revenge—revenge sounds very brave and just." Marciana laughed at herself, "But Principal Dumbledore once said a word to me—I was as old as you, Harry— No matter what it is for, there is no glory in killing itself." She looked down at her hands, the hands with slender ten fingers, the tiger's mouth, palms, and knuckles were thick with calluses, and whispered, "Someone told me , 'Revenge is the only justice', but is this really the case? In the final analysis, revenge is only to satisfy my own selfish desires, so what justice can there be?"

"Sometimes we have no choice." Sirius said suddenly, "To protect more innocent people."

"Yes." Marciana replied.She raised her head to look at the innocent face of the boy and girl, and smiled softly and sadly, "Sometimes we have to fight, but you...you are fine as you are now."

"I'm not afraid," Harry blurted out, "I'll fight too."

Both Sirius and Marciana smiled slightly, but there was a faint sense of distance in their smiles, and even Sirius didn't encourage Harry or praise his courage.

"It's not something you have to worry about right now," he said. "You guys play hard, you guys play hard."

Marciana also said gently, "With us here, it won't be your turn for a while."

Hermione found that the expressions on the faces of the two adult wizards were very similar at this moment, and there was something bottomless in their eyes.She faintly felt that it was the imprint left by the war, life and death, and blood on their souls, and this imprint was exactly what the two tried their best to keep them away from.

The author has something to say: 1. My writing skills are weak, but when I wrote this part, I happened to think of the chaos in the United States not long ago-I don’t need to repeat it, everyone knows what it is-it’s a feeling.Martha's whole case is actually a bit like this discussion - where are the boundaries of Auror's power?How should Aurors who cross the line be punished?Strictly speaking, she is actually guilty, itmaynotbeasin, butitisacrime.She escaped prison, but what she did was procedurally wrong, so she deserves to pay the price.

2. The Seal of Sirius - In a way, Sirius and Lupine are different from ordinary people, their behavior and values ​​are inevitably affected by the First Wizarding War, this is what I said of engraving.Take a chestnut.In the original text, when they caught Wormtail, their first reaction was not 'hand him over to the Aurors', but 'we killed him' - this seems inconspicuous, but let's put it in and think about it, you Would your first reaction really be to kill someone who is crying and begging for mercy in front of you?Let alone your former friend, even if it is a stranger, can you really do it?Sirius and Lupine joined the Order of the Phoenix at a young age. We graduated from high school and didn't even think about majors. They watched their comrades fall one by one, lost their best friends, killed people, and might be killed. Think about it It's very gruesome.Rowling writes about this subtly but delicately.