Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 1413 Prejudice

  Late at night, in the kitchen of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

  The dazed Mrs. Weasley was staring at the cup of hot cocoa that had just been cooked, what was she thinking?

   "What's the matter, Molly?"

  Mr. Weasley put the cloak in his hand on his wife's shoulders, and asked with a frown.

  Mrs. Weasley shook her shoulders slightly, looked sideways at her husband, and said in a low voice, "They really did that?"

  Molly really couldn't accept her son doing such a thing.

"You should be very aware of the situation in the British wizarding world. If this wizarding war continues, they will have to face it sooner or later." Arthur knew what his wife was worried about, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, they won't Something will happen, you should trust Albert, that kid is very stable and doesn't like taking risks."

   "No, I just..."

  Molly put down the cup in her hand and said with a trembling voice: "I just... think it's bad to do that, you know, I really don't want them... to kill people."

  She knows exactly what her child looks like.

  Fred and George are mischievous, but still good people.

However, ever since they put forward that amazing plan, Molly felt deeply uneasy. She really couldn't understand why Fred and George became so radical. future will be affected by this.

   "No one likes to kill, but...sometimes you don't kill, others will kill you, we are not Dumbledore after all, we can't be like him..."

  Mr. Weasley twitched his lips slightly. He knew how ridiculous Molly's thoughts were, but he could only calm her down with soft words.

  Who made Molly his wife?

  Arthur knew very well that his wife was not a naive person, but only involved her son, which made her lose her usual judgment.

   No one likes to kill.

  However, in this age, there is no harm in being ruthless.

   "They are very close to Anderson, and it is normal to be affected to some extent. That guy is very hostile to dark wizards."

  Moody, wearing a thick cloak, came in from the door, holding a bottle in his hand, drinking the spirits inside to keep out the cold.

  Moody actually disliked what they did, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it, especially after seeing so many Muggles were brutally killed by dark wizards and made into ghost corpses, it was even harder to say anything.

   In the final analysis, no matter whether it is Sirius, or Fred and George, if they attack the dark wizard, they will only increase their chances of winning a little bit.

  It is really thanks to Albert that they can now grow to the point where they can rival the Death Eaters.

   "If possible, no one would like to do that, but after all, someone needs to stand up against the mysterious man."

  Kingsley took the hot cocoa from Molly, said thank you, took a sip, and sat down on the armchair next to Moody.

"Those guys are completely crazy. They recently destroyed a small village and turned all the residents there into corpses." Kingsley couldn't help but sighed deeply when talking about this incident, "The numb people killed by them There are more melons than you expected, those guys... all damned."

Kingsley originally planned to do it himself. He had been in the Ministry of Magic for a long time and knew far more about the internal situation of the Ministry of Magic than Sirius, but Sirius declined this proposal because according to Albert's prophecy , he is likely to become the Minister of Magic in the future, and if that is the case, it is best not to leave a stain.

   "This is, in Anderson's words, recycling!"

  Moody stuffed the bottle inside his cloak, sniffed a piece of hard meat pie, and handed it to Kingsley who was drinking hot cocoa.

   "Don't you have some supper?"

  Kingsley took a bite of the mince pie, and then he knew the reason, and threw the remaining meat pie into the hot cocoa to soak.

   "I'll get you two servings of mashed potatoes. It's a quick meal that Fred and George bought from Muggles. Arthur tasted it and said it tastes good."

   After Mrs. Weasley helped boil the water, she scooped a few spoonfuls of mashed potato powder into the cup, washed it with boiling water, stirred it evenly, and sprinkled some black pepper powder on it.

   "How does it taste?" Arthur asked curiously.

   "It's not bad. It's much more delicious than the previous food called instant noodles, but it's a bit monotonous and not freshly prepared." Kingsley took another spoonful into his mouth and commented.

   "The taste is a bit bland."

  Moody sprinkled more black pepper powder in it, which is undoubtedly more delicious than hard meat pies.

  Although Moody really didn't like Albert, even he had to admit that Albert did give them new hope.

   "It would be nice if that guy wasn't so ruthless."

  Moody himself has killed many dark wizards, but he still feels that Albert is too ruthless and his mind is too scary.

  Especially after he used Scrimgeour's hand to kill hundreds of dark wizards in one go, Moody realized that he was a guy more dangerous than Voldemort, and couldn't understand why Dumbledore was so reassuring about him.

   "It's better to be ruthless, our enemy is the mysterious man after all." Kingsley took a deep look at Moody, shook his head and said, "That is never an opponent that can be easily defeated."

  Moody stopped talking because Kingsley was right.

"If Anderson's prophecy is followed, those dark wizards will sooner or later become our enemies in the final battle. Instead of turning them into enemies who may harm everyone in the end, it is better to reduce the number of enemies first. I admit that his approach is indeed a bit... But That is also impossible.”

  Kingsley put down the finished mashed potatoes and said with a self-deprecating expression.

"If the Ministry of Magic is not controlled by the mysterious people, they can catch those murderous dark wizards, and they can also receive a pretty good reward from the Ministry of Magic. The current situation is indeed quite special, but I don't think they will do that. There is a problem, in the final analysis, this matter is still a problem for us and the entire Ministry of Magic."

   "They're just being forced to make the moral line a bit more flexible, thinking about the people in the shelters who get shelter."

  Kingsley does not want everyone to have any prejudice against Albert, after all, the hope of defeating the mysterious man is pinned on him.

  As for Harry, of course Kingsley also believes in Harry, but... In short, he hopes everyone recognizes the reality.

   Defeating the mysterious talent is the most important thing.

   There was a brief silence in the living room.

  At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the corridor, and the kitchen door was pushed open. Harry appeared at the door, looking at the people inside in a little surprise: "Aren't you all asleep yet?"

"What's wrong?"

   "Nothing, I just can't sleep."

  Harry looked complicated, and he overheard all the conversations here through his extended ears.

   "Is hot cocoa okay?" Mrs. Weasley started boiling hot cocoa for Harry with freshly boiled water.

"Thanks."

   "You're welcome Harry."

  Harry looked at Kingsley and Moody and said, "I heard that Sirius plans to get some Galleons from the Ministry of Magic's bounty to subsidize our expenses?"

   "Sirius is already working on it, and it has achieved good results for the first time. I heard that they are planning how to get a lot of money from the Ministry of Magic." Kingsley nodded and said.

"Very good. I heard that those dark wizards have killed a large number of Muggles. It is good for everyone that such scum dies sooner." Harry said suddenly: "After all, being too kind to the enemy is sometimes being kind to yourself." The cruelty of people, if they don't kill them, God doesn't know how many Muggles will die at their hands."

  (end of this chapter)