Chapter 1372: Three seconds of silence
“Is the Wizarding War finally over?”
Albert's hands that were naughty and active on his fair skin paused, and he asked softly, "Why do you say that?"
"If it weren't for the fact that this Wizarding War was about to end, I'm afraid you wouldn't have chosen to hit those Death Eaters hard at this time." Isobel thought after listening to Albert casually chatting about several major events that happened in the British wizarding world. Such a premonition.
Isobel has always been a smart woman, more astute than most wizards in many things. Moreover, she not only knew every inch of Albert's body, but also his style of conduct.
“Not so fast, it will take about a year and a half. After the Horcrux problem is solved, the war will be almost over.”
“That’ll be quick too.”
Isobel took Albert's hand and placed it gently on her thigh.
"Yes, it will be soon." Albert murmured: "When the war is over, we can go back and live the life we want."
"Katrina should be very happy. She has never liked staying... To be honest, I'm really surprised that you would mind." Isobel stared at Albert's handsome face and reminded with a smile, "Don't Let what you get slip through the cracks in your hands."
“I’m just...a little overwhelmed.”
Albert didn’t want to discuss this embarrassing issue and stiffly changed the topic, “The UK is probably going to be uneasy again recently, and I don’t know how long they will be crazy this time.”
“My dear, you are so cute.”
Isobel held Albert's face and kissed it: "Tonight is still very long. Let's go to bed later. There is nothing to do tomorrow anyway!"
"I really don't mind, you know it." Albert emphasized again.
"But I mind. Mom is a case in point. She actually hopes that someone will inherit the surname McDowell, which is one of the reasons why she acquiesced." Isobel said with a smile, "She is very satisfied with you."
“Because I’m good enough.” Albert muttered.
"Of course, that's one of the reasons." Isobel turned over and sat on Albert, leaned down and put her head to Albert's ear, and said in a warm voice, "But, men, always If you need to be satisfied, especially if you are surrounded by beautiful girls, I must feed you first."
“You should have confidence in me.” Albert raised his eyebrows.
"Of course I have confidence in you, but I don't have confidence in anyone else." A hint of gloom flashed in Isobel's eyes. She had recently learned a piece of bad news.
“I always feel like you’re hiding something from me.” Albert said suspiciously.
“I’m not hiding it from you.”
Isobel blocked Albert's mouth again and prepared to continue discussing other things with him.
The next day, the young couple got up early to do morning exercises as usual.
After breakfast, Albert prepared to go to the headquarters of the Defense Association.
Katrina stared at the disappearing back, looked at the radiant Isobel again, and muttered: "The time turner is not for you to use like this."
"This war will probably be over within the next year, and then you can do what you want to do." Isobel put Alice, who had just been fed, back into the stroller.
“We have had similar conversations countless times.” Katrina reminded her with a slightly raised eyebrow.
“We did talk a lot.”
Isobel didn’t care either, and told her sister about the big event that Albert mentioned last night.
“Isn’t this a good thing?”
Katrina also believed that the reason the Death Eaters were so miserable was entirely due to Albert's fault.
“It may not be possible for you.” Isobel reminded.
“It really surprises me.” Katrina raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, “This is not like your style. What happened?”
“I recently discovered a big and unpleasant secret.” The expression on Isobel’s face was quite complicated.
Albert didn’t know what the big secret was in Isobel’s mouth. As soon as he arrived at the headquarters of the Defense Association, Shanna came to the door with trouble.
"So, those wizards who were left in another shelter were very dissatisfied with their situation?" Albert was not surprised by this. Humans are very complex creatures, especially when they know that they have been People are treated specially after.
"Yes, they are very... ungrateful." Shanna briefly considered her words.
"This means they no longer need to be taken care of." Albert put down his quill, raised his head and said to Shanna, "Let the people staying in the shelter come back. I guess the British wizarding community will not be safe during the next period. There’s no need to stay outside anymore.”
“Will they die?”
Zannah understood what Albert meant and left them to fend for themselves.
After all, they are not nannies. Many times they need to face the cruel realities themselves.
And this often results in the death of a group of people, because Death Eaters are not good people and will not give them a chance to regret.
“So, we just give up on them?”
Neville's eyes were full of confusion and confusion as he watched the few people who had previously agreed to join the Defense Association leave the shelter.
"We are not their nannies." Kenneth said coldly, "It is our greatest kindness to remind them. Don't expect yourself to convince others, especially before facing the cruel reality."
With that said, he asked Hannah to call the other wizards who had accepted asylum to come to the window to see what happened to those people.
“Why not save them.”
Looking at the few unlucky guys who were knocked down and dragged away by Death Eaters who appeared out of nowhere just after they left the house, the dumbfounded wizards finally couldn't help but ask.
"I have already warned them, but they are determined to die. How do you ask me to stop them?" Kenneth said expressionless words that would make people angry, causing the wizards around him to stare at him with great annoyance.
"You should not be angry with me, but be angry with the enemy, because only cowards will vent their anger on their own people." Kenneth coldly glanced at the thirty or so people present and reminded, "You are all adults. You have your own judgment. We can only give you some suggestions. Whether you listen to it or not is your own business. If your life is in danger due to your own choices, don’t expect anyone to take the risk to save you. If you die, it’s purely a matter of course. We deserve it, just like those people just now, don't say we are cold-blooded, think carefully about my warning just now, they are so anxious to seek death, what can I do?"
“Are they really going to die? They shouldn’t be reborn…”
"The mysterious man and the Death Eaters have been angered. I estimate that several of them will die after being tortured and tortured inhumanely."
"Can't you just say a few words?" Hannah looked at the group of adult wizards with pale faces and comforted them like children, "This shelter is very safe and has always been protected by the Loyalty Curse. Death Eaters You can’t get in.”
"They should be made to recognize the reality. This is war, not playing house. I estimate that more people on the other side will not listen to advice and will die more miserably." Kenneth glanced at Hannah and reminded, " Also, you are the child who has not graduated yet."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The more you talk, the less willing they are to listen. Only when you ignore them will they work hard to find answers and allow themselves to accept the reality.
This is what Albert always calls being a bitch.
Sometimes Kenneth really felt that Albert saw people very clearly.
"Have a good rest and take good care of yourself first." Hannah reassured casually, "At least there are no dementors here, and they won't let you go hungry."
Everyone looked at each other and suddenly became very confused.
In fact, as Kenneth expected, a brutal massacre was taking place outside another shelter.
After the members of the Defense Association received the news from the headquarters, they followed their usual practice and gave the last reminders and advice to the wizards who were still making trouble, and then evacuated directly with the help of house elves.
Some wizards who did not listen to the advice were directly attacked by Death Eaters as soon as they left this terrible shelter.
That group of Death Eaters did not capture the people back to Azkaban, but directly used the Cruciatus Curse to torture them to death in front of the survivors of the shelter, trying to use this cruel method to lure their prey to the bait.
This series of tragedies eventually turned into a less than five-minute broadcast at the Wizard’s Lookout Station the next day. Probably only the person involved could truly appreciate the cruelty described in Lee Jordan’s brief words.
“…Unfortunately, just yesterday, 28 wizards did not listen to the advice and insisted on leaving the shelter where they were. Unfortunately, they were ambushed by the black-eating wizards and died tragically on the spot. Let us mourn for three seconds of silence for the dead people…”
(End of this chapter)