In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 148
"It should have been taken for granted."

His voice was as indifferent as a glacier floating in the ocean at the North Pole.

"I think you, Professor Dumbledore, recognized my excellence and made me a prefect, and now I'm also the student boy president. But most of the other people in this carriage don't seem to be Think so."

"My stupid younger brothers never admit that outstanding people should get the right to speak. They even look down on progressives and deny that I am better than them. Not only them, there are many people in this school who have similar idea."

"They reject the leadership of outstanding people. They are in such an urgent environment, but they still put their personal senses and emotions first. They have great respect for a student who is only in the third grade, but they have never regarded me as an upcoming student. Pay attention to the leader who has assumed the chairmanship!"

There was no sound in the principal's room.

The tension on McGonagall's face was gone, and she frowned; Lupine's face was still as calm as it was at the beginning; Flitwick fell silent when Percy in flames spoke his first words. Shaking his head and sighing; Lily looked indifferently, her expression looked much colder than Percy's.

Molly had already covered her face with her hands, and tears kept slipping from her palms to her arms; Arthur became serious, and he looked at Percy's face, as if using a stranger's gesture for the first time looking at his son.

But Dumbledore didn't change his expression from the beginning to the end, even though the image left by Percy was clearly talking to him.

"I don't see a future, you know! There's no future in this carriage!"

Percy's voice grew louder, and his emotions began to stir.

"Obviously I did better than everyone else, but I didn't get what I should have! After getting the chairman badge, I was still complacent at first, but after I calmed down, my reason told me that there was no way for this badge Bring me any change!"

"Even if I graduate from this wagon as Chairman, what do I get? Can I enter the Ministry of Magic? Or join Gringotts? No! Nothing! I'm still a wanted man! No matter how well I study , No matter how excellent my grades are, after graduation, I have only one way out like those poor students—”

"In an organization with no future, no future, and no respect at all, confronting the entire magic government! Be a street mouse who clearly has a noble blood in the magic world!"

"boom!"

There was a sound of closing the door in the principal's room.

When Percy in the flames said these words, Lily pushed the door and walked out expressionlessly, as if she didn't want to hear another word at all.

Molly had already buried her face on Arthur's shoulder, her body was still trembling with her sobbing, as if she couldn't accept that her son would become like this.

"My parents, my siblings, are happy with this, but I have to figure out a way out for my own future, Professor Dumbledore."

Percy's voice suddenly calmed down, and the change in his tone showed that what he said next was not an impulsive decision, but a deliberate one.

"I don't completely agree with the theory of blood superiority, but since that gentleman is fighting for the interests of pure-blood wizards, as the person who obtains the benefits, why should I oppose him so much? The world is always about to change, so This gentleman's rule over the wizarding world has become the general trend, and this cannot be changed by just saving a few students from that castle."

"Instead of being crushed by the wheels of the times with the old-fashioned, why should I continue to sit and wait for death?"

"I know that Professor Slughorn is not dead at all. Like me, he sees it better than any of you. He has joined the right side, and now he has obtained the identity and status second only to that gentleman. This It’s a good thing, after I pass by, we will all be the same, with the same pure blood, the same experience with a scandalous experience, and the same repentance.”

He didn't clearly say what he was going to do, but even a first-year student could understand what he said.

"I will never forget the teachings I received in this school, and it is precisely because of this that I did not stay in the carriage to do more things that are beneficial to my future."

Percy looked at everyone coldly.

"Pure blood is not necessarily excellent, but I will prove to everyone that if I change to another place, what kind of respect my ability will give me! And what kind of power will this kind of respect give me and status!"

"Let's wait and see later."

After his last words fell, in the fireplace, the face made of green flames gradually faded away, and an inexplicable silence returned to the principal's office.

Molly almost fainted from crying in Arthur's arms. Arthur also had sadness on his face, but it was more gloomy.

"Unbelievable. Unimaginable"

McGonagall's face was livid. She was obviously annoyed by Percy's last words, but because Arthur and Molly were by her side, she couldn't say more.

Flitwick sighed again. He lowered his head and murmured in a low voice.

"Children grow up to have a mind of their own"

Lupine shook his head.

"But I think it's better not to have such an idea."

Arthur patted Molly on the back lightly, and he looked up at Dumbledore, who had a calm face from the beginning to the end, without any change in his face.

"I'm sorry about Percy, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore finally reacted, he turned his gaze to Arthur, and said.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Arthur. From a personal point of view, what Percy said is not wrong. He has no future with us. We can't give him what he wants."

"However, whether the things he wants after that is whether he took the initiative to fight for them or was generously given to him by others is another matter."

Arthur was stunned, and Molly looked up at Dumbledore with her red and swollen eyes from crying.

Dumbledore's eyes were deep, and he spoke solemnly.

"Percy may have some ideas of his own, but they are definitely not so extreme and radical. The powder he used to record this video, the way he left the carriage without a sound, and the information that Horace is not dead , and revealed the promise that if he did more things with the carriage before he left, he would get more benefits for himself."

His voice grew heavy.

"Someone bewitched him, stirred up his emotions while he was still in the carriage, and gave him a guarantee of his future after leaving us on behalf of the Ministry of Magic!"

(End of this chapter)