[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Every cell in his body was sounding an alarm, and Eli felt as if his limbs and bones had been poured into the bone-piercing ice water, so stiff that he could hardly move.

Voldemort stood before him once more - and the hooded students were oblivious.They stood below nervously and excitedly, looking no different from Death Eaters.

In Eli's two experiences of facing Voldemort, the first experience left him with complete fear, and the dread of wanting to escape quickly and keep a respectful distance; while the second experience brought him an angry heart of resistance , even if he is facing an extremely terrifying dark wizard, if a person has lost enough, the kind of no nostalgia that ignores life and death can make the most timid people strong.

And now, facing Voldemort again, it feels a little different.He stood in the corner, watching with cold eyes, using his own knowledge and keen observation to distinguish carefully, and confirmed that the person standing here was both Voldemort and Professor Laurent Philip.

It's not the Imperius Curse, nor is it compound decoction. They should be two irrelevant people. Only when one of them is willing to dedicate himself and open his body and mind to the other, can such a fusional possession effect appear. .

A decorated ex-Auror and Ministry of Magic official with a bloody feud with the Death Eaters.Even though Eli was convinced that the new professor this time must be Voldemort's minion, he still felt dizzy at this moment, thinking that this result was too cruel.

Why did he come to this point?Eli lowered his eyes silently, as if a stone was pressing on his heart, it was so heavy that he even found it difficult to breathe.

Laurent Philip...or Voldemort, gathered the students outside the school, obviously it was impossible to just gather them for socializing like Professor Slughorn did.But as Eli and Professor Dumbledore guessed, he did not directly cause harm to the students - Hogsmeade is not far from Hogwarts, and on Hogsmeade Day, the professors also Will come over from school and have a drink at the Three Broomsticks.Unbeknownst to Voldemort, the Hog's Head Bar is one of the secret strongholds of the Order of the Phoenix, and there are wizards who can support it. This gathering is actually safer than imagined.

In fact, Voldemort is not a person who can only use violence—most of the Death Eaters under him are tyrannical and have well-developed limbs. As for him, even Dumbledore admits that as long as he wants, he You will be a good speaker, who can stir up the emotions in the hearts of the people and have a subtle influence on them.

That's what happened to the class that he came to give to the students himself.In the name of letting students get in touch with more black magic, show students the forbidden black magic and show their own strength.With his superb and powerful magic attainments, he transformed the students' fear of powerful black magic into longing, fear into admiration, and guided them from resisting black magic to changing that only powerful wizards can use black magic. , you can override the laws and rules...

He strengthened the students' recognition of this idea through extracurricular assemblies time and time again.He also set up a liaison officer for the Consul in each grade: Barty Crouch Jr. in fifth grade, Regulus Black in sixth grade, and...

James Potter.

Eli was very surprised by Voldemort's choice, but after seeing James' reaction, he felt a little bit more understanding.James was very happy to be given this important task. He tried his best to organize the seventh grade students to participate in every assembly, notified every student in place, and sincerely told them how much Laurent Philip was. Well, to dispel the concerns of all hesitant people.

"That's a hero!" he said earnestly to everyone, putting all his trust in those he recognized, "I understand that the course looks a little dangerous - but what we face after graduation is dangerous, isn't it? "

With the progress of assembly after assembly, the senior students of Hogwarts gradually have a common secret.In private, they talked about the powerful magic they saw in each meeting, and they were shocked by the power of the magic mastered by the mysterious man and the Death Eaters.Their psychology is quietly changing: from being optimistic about the outside world, believing that justice will eventually defeat evil, to thinking that the dark wizards have all kinds of lethal spells, and using the magic they learned in school to deal with them There is no way.

A negative emotion gradually formed in their hearts: When you are facing an enemy that is almost impossible to defeat, why make unnecessary attempts?They are precious wizards...It is obviously a better way to protect yourself wisely, preserve your strength, protect your family, keep the fire of hope, and wait until all the dust settles before making plans-anywhere is good, if you don't want to get involved in disputes, then the best leave here.

In the spring of 1978, after the Easter break, in their last school year at Hogwarts, another Hogsmeade Defense Against the Dark Arts after-school assembly, Laurent Philip stood on the stage, the students looked up looking up at him.

The professor who had shown them a lot of the world looked more attractive when he went to the off-campus assembly than in school.A powerful wizard is always full of charm. He showed his strength, so the aura of charm enveloped him, and the students thought it was reasonable.

They looked at the professor on the stage adoringly, and Professor Philip looked down at them lovingly, as if he was looking at his fans, followers, or people.

"Some of you will be graduating soon." He said slowly, smiling at them, talking calmly and eloquently, with a powerful self-confidence that seemed to be born with him, attracting the attention of the students, "The NEWTs exam is approaching, and it's time to choose your future life path. Some of you may enter the Ministry of Magic, or become newspaper reporters, have a decent job, and seem to be successful in the eyes of others... But As long as the war is not over, there will be no peace in the wizarding world. Everyone's life will be affected, and yes, I think everyone here will not be spared."

"Then what should we do, professor?" A seventh-grade student asked in fear, his voice was urgent, and he looked at him with fear and trust, as if he regarded his professor as a life-saving straw.

"Perhaps only the mysterious person can decide the direction of the war. Unfortunately, I don't seem to have the ability to change the overall situation." Laurent Philip said slowly, with a faint smile on his lips, speaking softly, taking it easy Slow down, all eyes are on him.

"But I seem to be able to control and change the fate of the two of you." He said, the students below couldn't help but increase their breathing. After seeing the horror of the mysterious man for more than half a year, protecting themselves became the most important thing.

"You can do things for me." Laurent Philippe raised his voice generously, his eyes seemed to flash a red light, "Not everyone can fall into my eyes, there are not enough people standing here Ten of you, all of you are the most talented and capable students I have carefully examined at Hogwarts—you all have the honor of working for me, children, there is no danger, just study magic in depth, and Convince the naysayers when the time is right. It's not that hard, is it? We're doing a great job."

The students looked at each other in blank dismay. They had already participated in extracurricular gatherings for nearly a school year, and their hoods had already been taken off, so there was no need to pretend.Everyone looked at each other and agreed with Professor Philip's point of view: Indeed, those who are still here are some famous people, and being invited is an honor in itself.

"Why do we have to convince the opponents, professor?" James suddenly asked. He has always been an admirer of Laurent Philip, but now, he frowned suspiciously and felt a little incomprehensible, "If it is doing research , Why don’t we study our own? There seems to be no problem with opponents retaining their views, as there is no point of view that everyone agrees with.”

Laurent Philip's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at James. James shivered visibly, and moved slightly uncomfortably, almost feeling that all his thoughts were being seen through by this glance.

"I noticed that you always want others to agree with you, don't you, Mr. James Potter?" Laurent Philip laughed, and James was taken aback. Following his words, he thought of himself The images of being surrounded by people at school, and those moments when Lily didn't agree with him... To be honest, that feeling was hard, and now Lily who agreed with him was much better.

But Lily could identify with him not because she had changed...but because he was changing.

"...But I don't think it's right to force others to change, Professor." He said with difficulty, he didn't think too much about it, and he had never refuted the former Auror he admired in this way, the expression on his face Very uncomfortable, "If you do it right, then others will gradually understand you; and if you do it wrong, then you have to correct yourself after you realize it. I have done a lot of stupid things in the past... I Correct it, and I think that's the right thing to do."

"Yes, Professor." Lily said from the side, she frowned and looked hesitant, but she still looked at the professor on the stage and said bravely, "I don't want to force others to agree with me, if he does the right thing, then He will naturally come closer to my point of view, I think I just need to do what I want to do, I don't need to force others. I want to be an Auror after graduation, I can't work for you, I'm sorry, but I think your thinking seems a little too idealistic."

Laurent Philip put away his smile and looked at them expressionlessly. The students felt a cold breath hit their backs, which made almost everyone shiver.

"Stupid idea." He said coldly, "Children, you should be more sensible, give up your stupid ideas, and think about the safety of yourself and your family."

Before the students could speak, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

"The gold-medal Auror Laurent Philip whose family members were all sacrificed by the Death Eaters shouldn't say that." Eli stood at the door, retracted his kick, and aimed his wand at Laurent Philip on the stage. Said calmly, "Since when have you become so greedy for life and fear of death, Professor? Or should I call you——Mysterious Man?"

Behind him, Alastor Moody, a group of Aurors, and Albus Dumbledore all stood at the door, drew out their wands, and looked serious.

"Aurors don't say that!" snapped Moody, his expression contorted. "Get out of Laurent, coward! How dare you - insult a hero who fought to the last moment?!"

Laurent Philip turned to look at them with a calm expression.The red light in his eyes was gone completely, and he looked at them and smiled.

"Don't do this to me, Alastor." He smiled, calmly raised his wooden right arm, and greeted Moody, his brown eyes without any emotion, and glanced at the Auror behind Moody , his former colleagues.

He said: "How long are you going to kill me, huh? My family members are dead and it's not enough. Do I have to pay for my own life? I chose justice, so what do I get? With my loved ones Is life not enough as punishment for my wrong choice?"

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