In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Paris France.

Less than a year later, the wizards of the Wizarding World had once again surrounded the French Ministry of Magic.

Compared with last year, this time they were more fully prepared and their momentum was even greater. After all, they had been operating in the French magic world for almost a full year, and social order had been restored to normal. Among the hemp wizards After losing freedom and power and now regaining it, we will naturally cherish it more than before.

It is precisely because of this that they have a deep obsession with completely liberating the entire territory of France and completely eradicating the so-called pure blood theory from French soil.

It was only the constraints of the blood oath of the Triwizard Tournament between Dumbledore and Voldemort that allowed them to take a break.

But this time, Dumbledore came back from England in person and once again announced the actions that would be carried out today.

Except for the Order of the Phoenix led by Dumbledore's core, the other forces in the Wu-Ping line were shocked by Dumbledore's actions.

"Why should we abandon the blood oath like this? Doesn't Jon Green have a great advantage now and is fighting the third game in Hogwarts Castle? As long as we win the championship, we can win directly without a fight , is this why you were willing to make this blood oath with the Dark Lord in the first place? Or is it that you actually have no confidence in your student? You think he will definitely lose today's game, so you broke the blood oath in advance, To completely occupy Paris?”

As the acting minister of the temporary French Ministry of Magic within the witchcraft line, Javier Iniesta was very puzzled by Dumbledore's decision, and he also asked his doubts without concealing it.

Dumbledore just said calmly.

"It's not that I don't have confidence in Jon, it's just because I have full confidence in Jon that he can definitely win this game, so I have to surround Paris in advance."

Iniesta is not a fool, he can hear the implication of Dumbledore's words.

"What do you mean? You think the Dark Lord will break the blood oath after we win the Triwizard Tournament."

Dumbledore didn't give a definite answer, he just said.

"I don't rule out the possibility, but I think he might use other ways to circumvent the consequences, or he might make up for it elsewhere. I have dealt with him for a long time, Javier, in Before he occupied Britain, it was difficult to guess his thoughts at that time because he was crazy at the time. But after he became the master of Britain, all the things and decisions he made would never only go towards the direction. Think in the direction of success.”

"Since he proposed this Triwizard Tournament, it means that he has already thought about the choices he will face in the two situations of winning this game and losing this game. I can't guess what his choice is for the time being. , but one thing is certain, we cannot give up the war completely in order to win without a fight. On the contrary, we must be prepared to fight at all times. Just like now, when the third game is in progress, we must surround Live in Paris, wait until the final result of the game announces Jon’s victory, and then immediately move to the Ministry of Magic.”

Javier had no objection to Dumbledore's decision, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"I know you believe in him, and of course I have the greatest trust in him, but what if, I mean what if that really happens, what if Jon Green loses in the end?"

Dumbledore's eyes were deep, he was silent for a long time, and finally answered Javier's question.

"If that really happens, you leave France with all the other people who are willing to leave and retreat to the territory of the Nordic Wiccan Party. I will stay here."

Javier seemed to have guessed what Dumbledore wanted to do if such a situation really happened. He did not say anything, but quietly signed his name on the mobilization order for all wizards in the wizarding world.

So, on the afternoon of the third game in progress, the French Ministry of Magic in the center of Paris was surrounded again.

Voldemort's two Death Eaters left behind in Paris, Selwyn and Rookwood, stood guard in front of the foyer of the Ministry of Magic with ugly faces.

Dumbledore and the wizards stopped in front of the French Ministry of Magic's tie. Everyone held a wand in their hands, and everyone was blessed with an iron armor spell, so that the number of people left here was less than ten of them. One of the Death Eaters was extremely stressed.

"What do you mean? The Triwizard Tournament is not over yet, and France is still under the protection of the blood oath. Do you want to tear up the oath made with blood?"

Selwyn's question was obviously a bit harsh. He didn't dare to bet on whether Dumbledore had the courage to break the blood oath. He was also not sure what changes had taken place at Hogwarts Castle. Was it Jon Green? They had already won the game, but Wu Pingxian blocked the news and wanted to kill them all.

Dumbledore didn't make a sound, nor did he mean to answer Selwyn. He just looked towards the deepest part of the French Ministry of Magic, where a man holding a wand in his hand and wearing a black stand-up collared robe was holding a wand and heading towards Slowly approaching where they were.

Behind Dumbledore, the wizards on the Witch Level couldn't help but hold their breath after seeing the man's face. Selwyn and his party also noticed Dumbledore's gaze. When they looked back As they passed, everyone had an expression of ecstasy on their faces.

"Owner!"

Voldemort did not respond to their calls, but looked at Dumbledore with a cold and ferocious smile on his face.

"Dumbledore, long time no see."

Of course Jon didn't kill Emile.

It's not that he's afraid of violating any rules of the Triwizard Tournament, or of feeling any compassion.

The competition has reached this point. The Lestranges have made it clear that they want to kill Jon in this castle. Even if Jon is found to have used the Death Curse to kill the participating warriors, as long as they can win No one will or dare to raise objections in the final game.

It's just that Jon is not actually that murderous. Emil can't escape. Voldemort will lose this castle in the end according to the rules of the blood oath, let alone such a family that has been killed by Jon. Son.

Since he can kill or not, Jon usually won't resort to death. If we really talk about punishment, wouldn't it be more painful to keep him than to kill him directly?

As for revenge, if Jon was really afraid of this, he would have committed suicide long ago. Now anyone who wants to kill him is probably queuing up from the British Ministry of Magic to Diagon Alley.

And just when Jon had completely cleared all the obstacles in the castle, and only the wooden door was left between him and the Triwizard Cup, a figure cautiously sticking his head out in front of the library attracted him. of attention.

Seeing Draco, Jon's face didn't change much, instead he smiled.

It’s just that smiling face with squinted eyes, covering up the golden pupils. People who are familiar with him will think that Jon is very approachable, while people who are not familiar with him will only feel cold all over.

For example, Draco now.

He hurriedly stood up from behind the door and raised his empty hands to indicate that he had no intention of resisting Jon.

"I have no intention of dealing with you! Ge, Green, you know. I just heard the noise in the auditorium after entering the castle, so I came over to take a look. I will never compete with you for the championship!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Jon said nonchalantly. He didn't seem to be wary of Draco, so he turned his back to him and walked to the innermost wooden door in the forbidden book area.

This door really didn't look like much from the outside. Jon was more familiar with the current Hogwarts Castle than Emile. He saw the copper eagle-shaped knocker on the wooden door. .

Perhaps many people have forgotten this thing in this era, but Jon, who still remembers the original work, will not forget it.

This knocker is the knocker that guarded the Ravenclaw lounge when Hogwarts was still four houses. Only those who can answer its questions can enter the door.

Seeing that Jon had no intention of doing anything to him, Draco also walked into the auditorium tremblingly. He saw Emil lying on the ground, and also saw the broken and collapsed bookshelves and mess around him. The table and chair finally came to the forbidden book area. At the same time, whether to show that he had no intention of competing for the Triwizard Cup or because of fear, he did not get too close to Jon, but stopped five meters away.

"I, can I know, if you finally win this game, what will you do with students like me?"

Jon was studying the eagle knocker with his head down, trying to trigger it to tell the riddle.

"What should I do with you? Do you think you will fall into our hands? Even if there is no Hogwarts Castle, your principal will not give up on a pure-blooded student like you. Your parents are both him The mainstay of the team, so unless you reach a situation where you are certain to lose, things like this will not happen recently."

Draco gritted his teeth. He didn't know what he was hesitating in his heart, and then asked.

"Then if Mr. Principal loses, how will you treat the pure-blood students?"

Jon finally figured out the principle of this eagle-shaped door knocker. It seemed to have been modified by someone. It no longer had the effect of asking people to guess riddles. Instead, it was given a specific command and control, that is, just say It requires a specific command to open the door.

This is obviously also the design of the referee team. They may have left clues elsewhere in the castle for the participating warriors to find out what this password is.

But Jon obviously no longer wanted to guess the riddle. He directly showed the ring, absorbed the magic power on the door knocker, and solved the problem with the most basic method.

Just as the wooden door creaked open, Jon answered Draco's question.

"According to the relatively mature approach we have studied in France, adult students are the same as normal pure-blood wizards. If they make any mistakes, they will be responsible for them. Even if they make no mistakes, they will be arranged for continuing education and labor compensation, regardless of their status. What kind of stance do these people take? They are all reaping the benefits of pure-blood oppression. As for people like you, you also know what role your father plays under the Dark Lord. Let me tell you the truth. , your parents will definitely die, which is why I refused to cooperate with him at that time. If you do something wrong, you don’t have to be responsible for the mistake you made as long as you correct it. Of course, you will not die, but you still have to Pay the other price."

There wasn't much space behind the wooden door, but the Triwizard Cup was placed in such a room.

Jon saw it, and of course Draco saw it.

It's just that neither Jon nor Draco paid attention to the trophy immediately. Jon answered Draco's question seriously, and Draco trembled after hearing it. , looking at Jon with red eyes.

"But my parents just want our family to have a good life! What's wrong with this?"

Jon looked at him calmly.

"So, you don't even have the most basic correct concepts. Of course there is nothing wrong with loving and caring for your own family, but why would your parents harm other people's families? We are all human beings, and you enjoy a wealthy life. Warm family affection, but have you ever thought about what a group of people your age were suffering from underneath this castle?"

"Then how can you blame us! This is not something our family can decide!" Draco seemed to be stimulated by Jon's words. He lost his previous caution and burst out, "Why should we have to You're going to die! What's the difference between what you're doing and us? If that's the case, how many purebloods will survive!"

The fire in Jon's golden eyes was dancing.

"This is your own choice. The Weasley family and the Longbottom family could have stayed in the UK and enjoyed the benefits and privileges of pure blood, but why are they still willing to take their entire family to follow us in exile? Because They know what is right and wrong, but your parents don’t know, and they don’t teach you the real right and wrong.”

"You are talking nonsense! Who decides who is right and who is wrong! We are obviously not wrong! We are not wrong!"

After Draco vented his anger, he fell to the ground, pulling his hair and making no sound.

Jon looked at him and didn't speak again. It was only after a long time that he suddenly said inexplicably.

"Why don't you do it yet?"

Draco raised his head, tears streaming down his face.

"Do you want me to fight you? If that's the case, just let me out now. I know there's no way I can beat you!"

Jon was very serious. He had never shaken his head so seriously before.

"No, I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to you, Voldemort."