Chapter 474: Spiritual Support, Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix (1/2)

Chapter 474 Spiritual Support, Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix

"Dumbledore must know that you left the letter." In the Shenming Hall, the thought body said very confidently, "Maybe he guessed it when he saw the letter, but there is no evidence."

"I think so too." Aaron sighed deeply, "There is always a loophole! If I had known, I would have cast a forgetfulness spell on the owl before leaving last night.

No, I should have used the Imperius Curse to let it find a random passerby, so that it might be able to muddy the water."

"It's meaningless to say this now. He has been trying to trick you tonight."

"I have also made my attitude clear. I just don't want to stand by and watch him die, and I don't want to get involved in his fight with Voldemort."

The thought body smiled bitterly and shook his head. "You think too easily. Dumbledore has never given up on fighting for Gaius' power, but there is no suitable opportunity.

What's more, you have shown a strong ability of prediction this time. He may be more determined to tie us to the chariot.

Unless you drop out of school now and stay at home honestly, otherwise you can't avoid it after all."

"That won't work." Aaron waved his hand and said, "It's impossible to drop out of school, at least before you grow up.

Besides, the situation is not that bad. As long as we don't take the initiative to get involved, Dumbledore will have no way to start no matter how powerful he is."

"That's the only way to think about it."

The thought body said embarrassedly, not realizing that a flag was inexplicably set by them.

......

The next day, the Christmas holiday officially began.

After breakfast, hundreds of wizards who decided to go home for Christmas left Hogwarts Castle with their suitcases.

Aaron also felt a long-lost sense of relief, especially when the thirty members of D.A. left one after another, which made him so happy.

It is really difficult to be a conscientious teacher, especially when the students' levels are uneven, which is even more difficult.

He also compared himself with the teachers at home, and concluded that the teaching level is completely different, and he is not a little bit behind.

But later he found out that he was wrong. There must be a gap between his teaching level and that of his ancestors, but not so much. The reason why he felt this way was purely because he taught different students.

The ancestors taught a genius like him, and it was one-on-one tutoring, so it was natural to be relaxed, but he taught thirty wizards of different ages with obvious differences in basic skills, and Merlin would feel tired when he came.

"Finally, I'm leaving. I can have a good rest before the end of the holiday." Aaron couldn't help but sighed, and Abe, who was squatting on the side, nodded.

"Are you really here?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

The man and the dragon turned their heads and saw Hermione panting with a little embarrassment on her face.

"How did you know I was here?" Aaron asked in surprise.

"Celine said you were not in the common room, and Ms. Pince said you were not in the library.

I didn't find the place you often appeared, so it is very likely that you are in the Room of Requirement."

"You are smart." Aaron rolled his eyes, "But if you want to tell me about the next arrangement of the D.A., you'd better keep it to yourself.

Holidays are for relaxation, and I don't want to add burden to myself."

"No, I came..." Hermione hesitated for a long time before she seemed to make up her mind, "I came to apologize."

"Apologize?" Aaron was a little confused, "Why apologize?"

"I, I...did you write a letter to Ron the night before last?"

"No, there is absolutely no such thing. Why would I write a letter to him?" Aaron denied it flatly. This matter cannot be admitted. It will not benefit him at all.

"I know it's you." Hermione said anxiously.

Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Some things require evidence."

"I don't have any evidence, but... I gave Professor McGonagall the idea of ​​using Hedwig to find someone."

"What?" Aaron opened his mouth in astonishment, wanting to curse, but couldn't say it when the words came to his lips.

"I really didn't mean it." Hermione said weakly, "I didn't know it was you in advance."

Puff!

Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, and felt that his heart had suffered a 10,000-point critical hit.

"I thought it was Dumbledore who found the flaw, but... how could it be you?"

"I'm sorry."

"It's too late to say sorry now. This time I was screwed by you." Aaron said depressedly, "Dumbledore talked to me last night."

"Didn't punish you?" Hermione asked nervously.

"No, I didn't admit anything." Aaron said unhappily, "But I'm afraid his attention to me will increase sharply in the future."

"That doesn't sound like a bad thing!"

"Then you really think too much. Why do you think I secretly slipped the letter to Ron in the middle of the night?

First, it's troublesome. Umbridge monitors the communication channels of Hogwarts. It's much easier to send a letter to Ron than to the headmaster.

Second, it's still troublesome. Voldemort's activities are becoming more and more frequent. If I go directly to Dumbledore at this time, it's basically no different from taking sides."

Hermione frowned slightly when she heard this.

"Aaron, you may not be happy to hear me say this, but I think we should support Dumbledore."

"I support it!" Aaron said seriously, "Spiritual support. After all, I don't want Voldemort to rule the wizarding world. He looks perverted, but in fact he is crazier than anyone else."

Hermione:......

"I'm not talking about spiritual support, but actual support."

"I support it too. That letter helped Mr. Weasley save his life to a large extent." Aaron said lightly, "This can be regarded as protecting the power of Dumbledore's side, right?"

Hermione Suddenly speechless, "But can't you be more straightforward?"

"No." Aaron said bluntly, "I am different from you. One of the ancestral precepts of the Gaius family is not to get involved in large disputes between wizards or between wizards and Muggles unless it is absolutely necessary.

The cost of violating this ancestral precept is unbearable for me. On the contrary, as long as I don't get involved, even if the world is in chaos, the fire will not burn me.

So I will try my best to remain neutral, which is also what Slytherin is best at, to protect oneself."

Hermione nodded, not quite understanding. Today Aaron has made his position clear.

Although neutrality surprised her a little, but since they brought out the ancestral precepts, it would be very difficult to convince him to join Dumbledore's camp.

"Okay! I think I understand." Hermione said listlessly, and then changed the subject, "But I have another question. Since you choose to be neutral, why do you still send a letter to Ron!"

"It seems that there is no conflict!" Aaron said lightly, "The night before last, I only got a prophecy that Weasley was in danger of life, but I don't know which Weasley it was. I sent the letter just out of concern for my friend.

To tell you something you don't want to hear, if I got a prophecy that Malfoy was in danger of life, I would also give the letter to Draco."

"I see." Hermione suddenly realized and said meaningfully: "This should be regarded as a loophole in the rules!"

"Hey, you can't say that." Aaron rolled his eyes at her and continued: "Dumbledore must have an organization specifically against Voldemort, right?"

Hermione hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

"How do you know?"

"Do I need to guess?" Aaron said speechlessly, "If it was just Dumbledore alone, he could fight against Voldemort and it's possible that he would win.

But if Voldemort and the Death Eaters, then he alone would have no chance of winning. If there is no force to oppose the Death Eaters, Voldemort might be able to lead a group of people to attack Hogwarts directly and eliminate the biggest threat to his rule over the wizarding world."

"Tell me honestly, have you joined this organization?"

"Well... not yet." Hermione said with some regret.

"Thank God." Aaron breathed a sigh of relief. "For the sake of our friendship, I'll give you a piece of advice. It's best not to join this organization."

"Why?" Hermione frowned. "Only by joining the Order of the Phoenix can we unite to resist the power of the Dark Lord. Otherwise, what's the difference between us and a pile of loose sand?"

"Order of the Phoenix?" Aaron smiled indifferently. "Dumbledore did give it a good name.

What you said makes sense. I don't deny it.

But the death rate of members of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​probably not ordinary. Moody, Lupin, and Sirius who were seen at Platform 9 and 3/4 should all be members of the Order of the Phoenix.

To fight Voldemort, you must be prepared to die at any time. They obviously have this awareness.

Some of them joined the Order of the Phoenix many years ago, and some are elites absorbed after Voldemort's resurrection. You are just an underage witch, there is no need to get involved."

"I'm not afraid." Hermione said firmly.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Aaron couldn't help clapping his hands, "Gryffindor is worthy of being courageous.

Hermione, I'm going to ask you a question, I hope you can answer it honestly."

"What's the question?"

"Are you alone?"

Crack!

A thunderclap suddenly sounded in Hermione's heart.

She seemed to understand what Aaron meant, her face turned pale, and even her originally firm heart began to waver.

Seeing her expression change, Aaron shrugged slightly, "It seems that you have figured it out.

You can put life and death aside for justice and peace, but if you really have an accident, what will happen to your parents? Can they accept their daughter..."

"Don't say it."

Hermione squatted down, holding her chest, tears welling up in her eyes.

She felt heartbroken just thinking about that scene. At this moment, she had to admit that she was not prepared. Aaron's words cooled her enthusiasm.

Aaron sighed, then took out a bottle of butter beer from Abe's pocket and gave it to her.

"Thank you!"

Hermione took it and drank it in big gulps.

After drinking half a bottle of beer, her condition barely recovered a little.

"What I said just now was a bit cruel, but it's the truth.

When you persuade others to join such an organization with a high mortality rate, put yourself in their shoes and think about whether you can do it."

Hermione nodded with difficulty, and then seemed to think of something, "Harry and Ron..."

"Come on, you are different from them." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Harry is the boy who survived a disaster and the savior of the wizarding world.

His parents died at the hands of Voldemort, which destined him to stand on the opposite side of Voldemort.

As for Ron, let alone... His parents are members of the Order of the Phoenix, and it is not ruled out that Charlie and Bill have also joined the Order of the Phoenix. In other words, he is a legitimate reserve member."

Hermione's expression froze. It was true that she said so, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that both of them were relatives, and she was a grassroots person?

"They have no choice, but you do." Aaron said earnestly, "Fortunately, you haven't officially joined the Order of the Phoenix, otherwise it would be difficult to quit."

Hermione forced a smile, "But according to what you said, if everyone chooses to protect themselves, then there will be no one to stop the Dark Lord.

His reign was the darkest period in the wizarding world. We can't just watch and do nothing, right?"

"Correction, Voldemort is not that powerful yet.

The wizard war he launched was only within the scope of the British mainland, which is much worse than the wizard war that swept across Europe launched by the previous generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald." Aaron's tone was a little disdainful, "Besides, you worry too much.

Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to support it, not to mention that the sky is not falling."

Hearing this, Hermione instinctively felt that Aaron had something to say, but she didn't care much.

Tall? It's probably Dumbledore!

But it's true, as long as the White Lord is alive, the Dark Lord can't cover the sky with one hand.

"Haha!" Hermione smiled bitterly, feeling that she was a joke at the moment.

She originally planned to persuade Aaron to join the Order of the Phoenix. He certainly disagreed, but it could plant a seed in his heart.

But now the situation seems to be reversed, and she has become the one who was persuaded. What a thing!

"No, no." Hermione seemed to have thought of something, "Don't change the subject, I just said that not everyone can choose to be prudent and protect themselves, the Order of the Phoenix needs fresh blood to join."

"You are not missing one." Aaron said indifferently, "Joining the Order of the Phoenix means standing on the front line of the charge, with a high mortality rate and a low success rate. There is no reward except excitement, and your relatives will be in great crisis. It's not worth it no matter how you calculate it.

If you really feel bad, you can choose to become an ally of the Order of the Phoenix, so the danger may not be so high."

"You really deserve to be a Slytherin." Hermione laughed dumbly.

"Be content with yourself. I wouldn't say so much to other people."

"Thank you. I will seriously consider it.

I plan to visit Mr. Weasley at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Insects. Do you want to come with me?"

"I have always spent Christmas at school. I definitely can't go there." Aaron said, and then seemed to think of something, "I may need your help with something."