[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

After Laurent Philip's voice fell, Moody's breathing quickly became heavy and short.Unbearably rushing towards Laurent - being stopped desperately by his colleagues, he struggled furiously, pointing his wand at Laurent who was watching him intently.

"What do you think you're talking about?! Huh?!" Moody snarled. "Who killed your family? Who recommended you to stay in the Ministry after you lost your arm? Who are you doing now? Working hard?! When you dream, do you dream of your mother and siblings? Your wife and ten-year-old daughter? You betrayed everyone who supported you! How dare you?!"

Laurent Smith looked at him indifferently, with a calm expression.

"Let me think about it." He said, tilting his head slightly, showing a thoughtful expression, with a smile on his lips, "It was Brant Dodd and Noah Waters who killed my relatives, I Know who, my sister was the last to be killed, and she left me a message in the last moments before she died. At that time, Aurors were not able to use the Unforgivable Curse on Death Eaters. The situation of exterminating the family is unacceptable, I have the strength, I can rely on my own ability to take revenge... Then what do I get? An Auror who is immersed in the tragedy of the murder of his family and cannot use black magic, uses it on the Death Eaters suffered a Cruciatus, and was removed from Auror duty."

The expression on Moody's face froze for a moment, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched convulsively.

"The transfer is because you lost your dominant hand, Laurent Philippe." He hissed, staring at Laurent firmly, "not because of using the Unforgivable Curse - there were indeed some critical voices at the time , but everyone at Auror Command is defending you! Trying to keep you safe! We've been pushing this since then, and now Aurors can use the Unforgivable Curses on missions too! We're at When you encounter a problem, you should solve him instead of shamelessly turning to the perpetrator who caused you harm!"

"It's too late." Laurent said indifferently, "I still remember what the newspapers said about me, an Auror who lost his right arm and wand, was injured because of his own weakness, and caused casualties to relatives and colleagues, and was not hurt. Any punishment, old age in another department of the Ministry of Magic, the murder of the enemy with impunity - they are wrong, Alastor, I have avenged myself. Just three months after that happened, I left St. Mungo's , not back when the Ministry of Magic was assigned to file. I killed them, Brant Dodd and Noah Waters, with Avada Kedavra. You know, Alastor? Once you loosen your moral shackles, you will be much stronger than you imagined. You haven’t used Avada Kedavra on people, have you? It’s actually very simple, and harvesting the lives of your enemies is also a pleasure.”

Moody's face stiffened, his wand still pointed at Laurent, his pupils constricting.

"You turned yourself into the same person as a Death Eater." He gritted his teeth and said, but his emotions gradually calmed down, as if cold water had been poured on his head, facing his old partner with a kind of knowing The ending is irreparably sad.

He said: "People should have a bottom line, otherwise they will become animals. The law will punish those who have done wrong things. No one has the right to decide whether others live or die—it is not enough to become a god with power."

Laurent smiled nonchalantly, and drew his wand as well.

"You want to take me back, don't you?" He asked slowly, "Then let's see if you have the ability. Alastor, I don't want you to die here, but you are just an ordinary mortal People will lose their eyes and legs in battle. I'm tired of the feeling that I can't control my own destiny... Come and see, and experience the few moves I've learned. I'm not interested in the mysterious man's grand ambitions, but He's a really capable guy."

Laurent Philippe waved his wand, and a hurricane circled the room.

The wind was so attractive that it rolled up the wooden boards, tables and chairs in the room, making it impossible for the students in the room and the Aurors at the door to stand still.The ceiling and surrounding wooden walls were blown away by the hurricane, and the sawdust was scattered and scattered. The black smoke gradually dyed the rushing wind into an ink-like color.Some figures with hoods appeared in the wind. They waved their wands, and the red and green lights interspersed, shooting all around indiscriminately.

The Aurors took up their wands to fight back, and most of the students were so shocked by what they saw that they lost their voices. They also drew out their wands, but they couldn't cope with this situation. They hesitated and didn't know who to point their wands at.

Without the barriers of the walls and ceiling, the fighting inside the room quickly spread outside.On the streets of Hogsmeade, more innocent people were involved. Dumbledore waved his wand, and while joining the battle, he put a barrier on the students who stood stupidly in the room.

"It's relatively safe to stay inside." Time was running out, he said succinctly, "If you see a green light, avoid it."

Eli didn't continue to pay attention to them, he also joined the battle - this was not the first time he had participated in the battle, since he was an adult, whenever he was outside the school, he had always acted with members of the Order of the Phoenix.Although he hasn't graduated yet, his spell mastery level and combat talent are good, and he can do his part in any place, and now there is a shortage of people everywhere.

Dumbledore is a brilliant wizard, but he can also get busy when one side is wreaking havoc and the other needs to protect everyone else in the room.Eli had no one to arrange. He went straight to his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Laurent Phillips. He was now fighting with Moody and another Auror. Eli's joining relieved the pressure and made the two of them All became able to catch a little breath.

But Eli didn't come to participate in the battle entirely. While casting the spell, he spoke to Laurent Philip.

"I don't understand, Professor," he said, ducking through a cloud of black, lightless smoke, looking at Laurent, and asking loudly, in a voice audible to everyone else present, "Why does a man like you Also stand on the side of the mysterious man—do you remember your mission as an Auror? As a powerful person, to protect more weak people from harm! I have a friend who has always admired you, He thinks you're a real hero!"

"What's so good about being a hero?" Laurent looked at him through the black wind flying around, his face stern, "Eli Smith, you chose to be a hero, it's great and admirable. I used to be the same Such a person, with a modest salary, is doing everything he thinks is noble. What has this kind of life brought me? Apart from the passing of your parents, what has it brought to you? Do you know? If you Clearly recognize the gap in the situation and stand on the stronger side. They would not have died. Your self-sacrificing spirit has not touched anyone. No one will thank you. It is your struggle that makes everything It can’t end sooner.”

"You have to live up to your conscience!" Moody snarled unacceptably, his wand slashed forward like a sword, "Shut your mouth, Laurent! The way you look makes me sick!"

Eli's face was slightly pale, but he shouted out his answer with a louder voice than before.

"Because I have been educated, have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and know what is right!" He said, as he and Moody approached together, his eyes were shining, and his voice was firmly transmitted to everyone's ears, " No matter how high-sounding the excuses for the invaders to start the war, the starting point is not noble. Those who blame others for their stubbornness wield a sickle and have no regard for the lives of their followers! He asked you to come here, do things for him, and die for him , and he himself didn't even dare to stand in front of Dumbledore and confront him head-on-Voldemort, the Dark Lord who is full of fear? No! He is just a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

After the last words came out, the chaotic scene quieted down almost instantly.For a moment, people forgot to cast the spell, and they stared at him dumbfounded, as if he had just spoken the language of another world and opened the taboo Pandora's box.

They backed away involuntarily, leaving him alone in the middle, Moody staring at him from the other side, and Eli watching Laurent Philippe with a determined gaze.

"Grindelwald has failed," he said in the silence, his voice slightly hoarse, "to Dumbledore, and to his whimsical career goal - to rule Muggles! The strong treat the weak like ants , the same as human beings, no one has the right to play with other people's lives! Your family, my family, all those who have suffered from persecution in that era and this era, not because they are not strong enough, not because What did they do wrong! This should never have happened, no one has the right to reap the lives of others!"

"Senseless resistance!" Laurent snapped, looking irritated by Eli's words.

"Wizards who risk their lives to fight aren't stupid, they just know someone else is going to do it!" hissed Eli, feeling genuine anger too, with a fire burning in his chest, "Muggles are fighting for themselves They have their own normal life, but because a lunatic wants to treat them as livestock, they have to accept their new fate of being pigs waiting to be slaughtered? Is that what you think now? According to this logic , don’t your family members deserve to die too? Because this is the fate they deserve as weak people?”

"How strong are you? Think you're stronger than before, don't you?" He said coldly, and sneered, "Forget it, are you stronger than the mysterious man? Can you guarantee your own safety in front of him? You can't, you have changed from a person who can protect other people's lives to a person who carefully begs others to let you go. What's the point of living like this, professor? Death eaters are a group of dogs wagging their tails at their masters, Then obey the master's order to bite others. You look down on others—and you were a hero! No one can escape death, and you used to be able to meet your family with everyone's memory and a clear conscience! Now? You An accomplice to their murderer! You have gained strength, but this power allows you to swing your knife at the weaker, and you will not see your family after you die! Those noble souls!"

Laurent faced him with a dazed and frozen expression for a moment.Then this hesitant and relaxed mood quickly disappeared, a gleam of red light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand towards him.

"Avada—"

Dumbledore knocked back the green light from his wand, the innocent crowd scattered through the streets, the students huddled under his shield, and he walked towards Laurent Smith - who was now Voldemort.

"Just as Grindelwald will fail." Dumbledore said calmly, "You will also fail eventually, Voldemort. If one thing is fundamentally wrong, then no matter how high the castle in the sky is built, it will definitely fail." It will fall apart, and that day will come."

"You are so beautiful, Dumbledore. If I remember correctly, you are the one who is being questioned now, not me." Voldemort smiled coldly, Laurent Philip's body gradually became transparent, Aurors Spells shot straight through his body, unable to hit him again, the Death Eaters apparating, and out of here, his eyes fell on the students in the dome.

"What I have said still stands, children," he said. "You are excellent wizards, very good... A bright and smooth path to fame, status, glory, and peace awaits you, and I welcome you at any time. Work, the war will not last long, now is the time to make a choice."

The students in the dome stared at him dumbfounded. In the silence, someone spoke suddenly.

"I will not point my wand at innocent people!" James Potter said loudly, pulled out his wand, strode out of the dome, and pointed his wand at Voldemort.His hands trembled a little, but he stabilized quickly. He looked at the object of his admiration opposite him, breathed hard, and his gaze was firm.

"I wouldn't do that!" he exclaimed. "That's wrong! You're wrong too!"

"Is death that terrible? Everyone is going to die." Sirius Black said calmly. He also stepped out of the dome without pulling out his wand, and looked coldly into Laurent Philip's red eyes, "You It's not like Professor Philip, is it? I hope you're not hiding in someone else's body when I see you next time, looking a little timid."

Lily took a deep breath, looked at the two people in front of her, didn't speak, just pursed her lips, and also stepped out.Behind her, Severus Snape moved his hand, but he didn't lift it in the end.

"You will fail." Eli looked into the red eyes of the person opposite, and said firmly, "Evil will not hide the sky forever, and we will do our best to let the latecomers wait until this day as soon as possible." .”

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