[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

"There are always things that are more important than life." Penny said, picking up the standard military cap she put on the table, and putting it on her head straightly, "I think at this moment, our common answer is the same, then The British Empire, Prime Minister."

"That's right." Marshall Bruce nodded behind the desk. He didn't get up, watching the people in the special liaison office stand up and arrange their clothes.His fingers twitched involuntarily, like an uncontrollable aftershock after making a crucial decision, and he looked at them for a while, then turned his gaze to the other side, to the empty space hanging on the wall. picture frame.

The wizard in it—or the image of a wizard, forgive him, it is too anti-scientific for a portrait in a painting to have thoughts, and he has not yet figured out the principle of it, nor can he use an accurate definition to call it The portrait of the one in charge of liaison with the Ministry of Magic.At the end of the just-concluded meeting, he disappeared for a step to report the situation to the Ministry of Magic. Now several people in the office are his confidantes, and they still have a few minutes to talk before the next meeting.

"How do those wizards guarantee that the dark wizard will obediently run to the place where we set up an ambush?" Prime Minister Marshall Bruce frowned slightly and couldn't help asking.According to the agreement they reached with the wizard, a military base in the outskirts of London has been arranged.Far away from the residential area, surrounded by a forest, it is already the most suitable place they can think of. Although when the things buried in the soil explode, the surrounding area will definitely turn into a sea of ​​flames, but the lesser evil is the lesser evil, this is already is the best choice.

Since their enemy is rumored to be a master who is extremely good at Legilimency—it is said that it is similar to the mind reading they know, so very few people know the complete plan, and many people who are in a certain link They all only know what they are responsible for, but not the whole picture of the whole thing, and the context is in the hands of the person in charge.Marshall admitted that this was indeed a good way to prevent the leakage of secrets, but he had never been so disturbed.

The opponent is illusory, but the influence is real.After everything happened as planned, no matter whether the dark wizard named Voldemort was wiped out as planned or not, the cabinet would definitely be spied on and attacked by the international community for sudden military experiments.There are too many people involved, and the wizard may not be able to deal with the aftermath well. In fact, he doesn't want to hand everything over to the other party. There must always be enough things in his own hands.

"Use the lives of other people to ensure the implementation of the plan, Prime Minister." Petunia said calmly, saluted him with a sure military salute, her gaze was firm, "We have to pay for force and space, wizards have to pay for their lives and face risks, In this respect, both parties have shouldered their own responsibilities, there is nothing unfair. If they do not handle it well, it should not be a big problem. The Special Liaison Office assures you, Your Excellency, that the right to fire weapons will always be firmly established In the hands of the Special Liaison Office, it will not be taken by any of the wizards, even if our men fall. The sacrifice of one man may be small, but the will of the British will be united in one unbreakable torrent, and we are both The agent among them will always be in this cohesive torrent."

They ensured that they held the right to fire the weapon—no matter which companion fell.No matter whether your partner is hit by the Imperius Curse, Cruciatus Curse, or other control-type spells, once hit, leave the battlefield on the spot—solve it yourself or let your teammates handle it.Everyone guards their mission.Once the vital signs of the last person also cease, the remote signal of death and life will be synchronized immediately, and the fighter jets will launch indiscriminate bombardment attacks on the ground, using a big fire as a funeral for the heroes who stood firm.

"If possible, I hope you all come back alive." Prime Minister Marshall said with a sigh, his gaze passing over the faces of everyone in the Special Liaison Office one by one. personal.He looked at everyone carefully, and finally turned his gaze back to Petunia, and said, "Take this, Evans."

He handed something over, and Petunia raised her hand to take it, her eyes fell on it, and she saw that it was a pen with a black casing.

"The one that Benjamin usually uses." Marshall said lightly, "It will protect you. If there are souls in this world, as the wizards say, then the heroic spirit of Prime Minister Benjamin will be with you. Thirty-six years have passed since the Second World War, and we are entering a new war - and you are the warriors sent to the battlefield by the British Empire, I wish you victory."

"I wish us success," James said, ruffling his son's hair.One-year-old Harry doesn't mind being played back and forth in his hair, grinning, still looking for his toy broom, green eyes full of longing - he just rode it all over the house After flying around for a while, his parents finally got him under control 10 minutes ago.

"It's good to be safe." Lily murmured, looking at her son who was swaying his hands and feet in the stroller, she leaned over slightly and kissed him on the forehead, "Be safe, healthy, and have a long and beautiful life, That's the only thing Mom and Dad can expect from you, Harry."

"Yes, don't get too attached to your legendary savior status, son, it doesn't matter, our family doesn't live on your name." James agreed, "But you look very similar I, son, hope that when you grow up, your personality will be more like your mother, she will be more likeable, she is the best."

Lily smiled shallowly, glanced at her husband who was still in the mood to joke at this moment, and did not pat him with a half-smile and half-smile as usual.She turned her face, looked at her husband with her green eyes, stared at him, and after a while, said in a low voice: "It will be fine, right?"

"I can't guarantee it." James shook his head, looked away from his son, and looked at his wife next to him, "Actually, I thought of a few words suitable for engraving on our tombstone... want to hear it? Maybe not right now? But I thought about it for a while, and I thought it would be cool if we could decide this before we were alive?"

Lily glared at him: "I don't know how to lie to me at this time, so that I can feel at ease?"

James smiled, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose: "I never lie to you, you know that."

All right.Lily withdrew her gaze, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.She didn't keep her straight face anymore, she just said, "I don't seem to be able to deny your opinion. Well, so what did you think of?"

"There are quite a few, and this is the one I'm most satisfied with right now." James said, "What do you think of 'the last enemy to be defeated is death'? "

"It's super cool to think about the words on your tombstone while you're alive," Sirius said. "James has a good idea, but the sentence is a bit longer. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to engrave a word. I don't want to To sum up my life, I don’t need others to remember what kind of person I am through that line. The only thing I hope is that my tombstone will not be erected in a place where everyone can see it. When you think of your future children From time to time, three or five come over to have a picnic in front of my tombstone, and I feel very noisy."

"You say this at a time like this?" Remus Lupine asked him in disbelief.Surrounded by the bleak wind and the Death Eaters looming in the mist, Voldemort, as they had predicted, vainly vained his judgment and came to take his hostages - heading straight for James, as expected. The best friend came. After realizing that the center of the Death Eaters' attack was himself, Sirius couldn't help grinning, and output the above inconspicuous remarks to Lupin. Gossip.

"Don't be so nervous," Sirius said calmly. "It's just a more exciting adventure. Remus, you take Peter away later - he is too timid, and facing Voldemort will definitely scare him completely." It's useless to stay here, size is a key target, take him to evacuate as soon as possible, and you protect yourself, please tell me Regulus, I have already left our house to him, and My Gringotts vault, the key is in a picture frame in my room, he will know how to get it. And my flying motorcycle, maybe he can pass it on to Hagrid for me, I know he has always liked my motorcycle -"

"Don't tell me that!" Remus interrupted him unacceptably, he gave Sirius a painful look in the spell of shuttle rush, his breath was short of breath and his voice was hoarse.

"You are still full of these friends you care about until now, yes, I know this is you." He said quickly, panting heavily unbearably, looking at him with bloodshot eyes, hoarse Say, "But not all your friends are worthy of your trust. You think about him so much, but he..."

Their conversation was interrupted. Voldemort's cold and high-pitched voice resounded in everyone's ears. The noisy and chaotic sounds on the battlefield stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell into a deadly silence. Everyone's movements were in the same direction. Stop, as if tightly bound by the stagnant air created by Voldemort, unable to move.

"Everything is going well, of course, as it should be." Voldemort said leisurely, and he casually took two steps closer to Sirius. Sirius managed to break free from the oppressive thick air that was almost solidified, lifted his His wand was pointed at him vigilantly.

"Maybe it's not me who you should point your wand at. After all, if your good friend hadn't revealed your whereabouts, I wouldn't have seen you again so soon." Voldemort sneered softly, his voice arrogant and playful The ground stretched out. "Isn't it, Wormtail? Look, my friends, a hero of justice can have such ugly friends, and I think we're all better than him."

The Death Eaters laughed loudly in unison, and Sirius was stunned for a moment. He turned his head inch by inch amidst Voldemort's cold, high-pitched laughter and the mocking laughter of the Death Eaters, and looked at the man whose expression had changed because of Voldemort's words. Desperate and dismal gray-white, a short figure trembling uncontrollably.

Even in this battle, he had taken the initiative to stand in front of this timid friend.

"I don't...I'm not!" Peter Pedilu said hurriedly, shaking his head violently in his sight, "Obviously...Obviously..."

He couldn't finish, and getting Voldemort to fall for him was also an important part of the plan.He couldn't say the rest of the words, he could only look back at Sirius anxiously, eager to express that the expression was not what Voldemort said.

"Our Wormtail seems to take issue with all this?" said Voldemort mockingly, his expression cruel and impassive. "Then let us hear his answer—are you my use, Wormtail? Thanks Only with your information can we successfully clean up the Burns family, and of course people like you are useful at certain times, and waste at certain times will also have some value."

Sirius didn't speak, he seemed to have forgotten that he was on the battlefield for a moment, and just looked at Peter so firmly.

Lupine closed his eyes. Even a person like him who just knew and kept silent felt that he couldn't look directly into Sirius' eyes. Peter's body was shaking violently, and he lowered his head in embarrassment. Under everyone's gaze, he didn't speak In a word, trembling from hair to toes.

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Thanks to Similu for the landmines, overji Chuanbuki.’s landmines × 2~