[Main HP] Detective Malfoy's Auror Promotion

In the moment of the final explosive fire soaring into the sky, Draco disapparated with Harry.

Destination—his small flat in London, the first place he thinks of in an emergency.

After that, it rained abnormally all over London. If this is also a means of limiting collateral damage, and this level of magic that controls the weather... Draco found it difficult for him to imagine the true strength of the Einstein Foundation.

As soon as he hit the ground, he freed Harry from the swift restraint.

"You can attack me, use all the ways you feel relieved, I will not fight back."

Harry's question came as Draco expected, "We could have saved her!"

But Harry had long since ceased to be a stunned teenager, and he certainly wasn't going to attack Draco just to get angry - it didn't help.

It only takes a little thought to understand that Emily has already wanted to die, and the result of surviving may be worse than disappearing in the fire.

It's one thing to understand intellectually, but another to be able to accept it emotionally.

As always happens to adults - Harry was just overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness.

Emily died, all the clues of the Einstein Foundation were eliminated, and the Slytherins who died tragically did not get a fair explanation.

— This was his worst failure as an Auror.

But Draco didn't think it was a failure, on the contrary, it was the greatest achievement that could be achieved at the least cost at this stage.

The Einstein Foundation suffered heavy losses and went underground, and the other party did not deliberately target pure-bloods and Slytherins. They were chosen as victims only out of interest considerations; Not constrained by intentional design.

Draco found himself quite easy to please now.

And there are more underground organizations, Draco can list as many as five or six pure blood organizations now, and none of them can make waves so far.

Where there are people, there will be conflicts of interest, and if there are conflicts of interest, there will be group dissatisfaction. Of course, dissatisfied groups will form groups, either public or private, even if it is just to keep each other warm.

You can't stop these things, you can only control, limit and divert them.

The two were silent in the living room of Draco's small apartment, one with frustration, the other with hope.

"We can only continue to collect evidence slowly." Seeing Harry's breathing calm down, Draco said, "I don't believe that the Einstein Foundation will not show any leaks in the future, and we will catch them. If it doesn't work in a year, it will be two years, five years, ten years, I am confident."

Harry didn't answer right away, his Adam's apple rolled, "We...have evidence."

Facing Draco's suspicious gaze, Harry took out a very familiar item from Draco's long-distance running pocket - the mobile phone he gave Harry.

"I recorded it," said Harry. "Everything Emily just said, I recorded it."

"You actually..." Draco almost held his breath, "...the recording cannot be used as a confession, if there is only a recording and no other tangible evidence..."

"You know more about the Wizengamot than I do, Harry. Evidence is more important than testimony. This is the logic of modern justice—because people tell lies, and Emily didn't drink the Veritaserum."

Harry's hands were clutching the phone tightly, his knuckles turned white, "Maybe... But despite this, people still need to know the truth."

Yes, truth, dangerous stuff...

In all fairness, it's impossible for Draco not to want those wizards who hurt Slytherin to be punished, even if they don't know who the perpetrators are now, but if there is a large-scale trial...

Draco is 36 years old this year. This age, coupled with his ups and downs, and being a Malfoy who is good at overall management, all of this is enough for him to think about the next few steps or even dozens of steps before taking an action. s consequence.

Unfortunately, at the age of 36, he has also learned to think from the perspective of others...

He's actually more of a "politician" than Harry - and "politician" is a derogatory term in this context.

Draco closed his eyes, then shook his head, "No, Harry, you can't release this recording, you'd better destroy it."

"Huh?" Harry's eyes were still determined, "What are you talking about?"

"Have you thought about the possible consequences, Harry?" Draco said with great solemnity.

"If this recording were to be released, Muggle-born wizards, they would be worse off than they were during the war, a nightmare worse than Umbridge's Muggle-born Registration Committee - all Muggle-born Wizards will be suspected of being members of the Einstein Party, and Emily did not say how big this organization is at all. And this will definitely be exaggerated and used by those who want to."

"Some of Emily's words are very reasonable. Until today, the situation of Muggle-born wizards has not improved substantially! Think about what you told me, Umbridge, who was on the sidelines when you went to steal the locket box, told a A trial of a Muggle-born girl? Even if she was married to a wizard at the time! It wasn't a trial at all, it was a one-sided persecution, and you've seen how easy it is to inflict a crime on an innocent person! You think that Is the trial happening again? Would you like to see Granger in the dock?"

"I can't believe it, you actually..." Harry frowned and questioned, "It's wrong that the perpetrator escaped punishment."

"During the First Wizarding War, many... no, even most of the Death Eaters got away with it, including my father. I know that seems to you an intolerable ambiguity of justice, but they were It is necessary to stabilize wizarding society under the circumstances. It is also true now that the status of 'Muggle-born' involves too many groups. In the absence of tangible evidence, the status of membership of the Einstein Foundation will become people's A sharp weapon used to suppress each other."

"Don't do this, Harry," Draco said sincerely, "Your results are already much better than the results of the first battle. If they make another storm, we will know and we will be prepared."

"Even Dumbledore will compromise when necessary and step into the gray area..."

There seemed to be wavering in Harry's green eyes, but he persisted, not sure whether to convince himself or Draco, "It's not right," he said softly.

Draco grabbed Harry's hand holding the phone, "If you released this recording, it would be an excellent tool for political struggle and racial persecution, and you gave it away!"

"They would rather kill by mistake than miss! Think about it, what if the whole party only had 10 people? How many innocent Muggle wizards would you cause to be framed?"

"You just need to think about Granger, her political opponents will definitely take advantage of this topic and be the first to beat her down!"

He sighed, "It's true that the public needs to know the truth, but when has the public ever, ever really known the truth? Think to yourself, Harry, do we know all the secrets about Voldemort and you?"

Seeing the storm in Harry's eyes, Draco knew he was on point.

"Don't deny it, Harry, I know that in the whole process of you defeating Voldemort, there must be many secrets that I can't even imagine. There is definitely more than the confrontation between Avada Kedavra and your weapon."

He licked the corner of his lips, a little excited, "The last battle, you and Voldemort, I have been thinking about the details before and after for almost 20 years-the only conclusion is that I will never know."

Without giving Harry a chance to add more, Draco continued to speak quickly, "But I don't want to know, Harry, you don't need to tell me, and the public doesn't need to, let alone know. They just need to know that Voldemort was saved. Stars defeated - as they imagined and hoped for at first - your secrets? They just can't understand. Crowds are blind and ignorant, they only believe what they want to believe, like a one-year-old boy Born with the ability to defeat evil wizards, however absurd it may be."

"People from the Einstein Foundation, including Emily, killed Slytherins, and those Slytherins... died worthless! Like a piece of meat! I am also very sad!" De Laco noticed that his voice was shaking, but he couldn't suppress it.

"If... if I were 16 years old, Draco Malfoy, who just joined the Death Eaters, I would be reckless and want to kill all Muggle-borns to make the wizarding team 'pure', terrible Right? But, I'm not that silly kid anymore."

"Don't start a group confrontation, Harry, I admit that I am a bad person with a vague sense of good and evil, and I never care about these things," he stared into Harry's eyes tightly, "I only know that if it really gets worse, you will How painful it is, that's all I care about."

He knew that with Harry's IQ, and his experience of participating in and witnessing all kinds of political struggles at the Ministry (even reluctantly), he would understand everything he had to say.

Draco shook Harry's hand holding the phone, "Once you start this way, you and I, we will have to face a situation that is more difficult to parry than Voldemort. This is politics, it is evil people's hearts, and There's nothing you can do about it," he said finally, slowly.

Harry took a deep breath and closed his eyes, their eyelashes trembling.

Afterwards, he bent down and put down on the floor the mobile phone that contained the only statement about the Einstein Foundation so far.

The Chief Auror tightened his wand tightly, his rolling Adam's apple revealing his pain and hesitation.

Draco didn't know how long it took, maybe it was only a few seconds, or maybe it took a long few minutes, and finally, Harry shattered the phone on the floor.

The confession was torn apart, the secret was torn apart.

The small apartment was quiet, and both of them needed time to calm down.

"Sorry Draco, this is a gift from you." Harry said softly, unable to tell if he was joking.

Draco shrugged, not knowing what he was talking about, "It doesn't matter, I'll buy you a new one."

But Harry felt as if all his strength was taken away, "Can I be alone for a while? I think I need to go for a walk." He turned around, pushed the door and left, leaving Draco with a lonely but tall figure .

The author has something to say: *This final solution was thought out from the very beginning. The Death Eaters were not wiped out in the original book. The Death Eaters organization was still active after Voldemort’s first destruction, even Quite a few of them have a high status in the wizarding world.

Going back to the way of handling the Einstein Foundation, as an adult, just like the dialogue between Harry and Draco in the article, there is no completely correct way to do it after considering the consequences of all parties.

I personally feel that during the Second War, the "Muggle-born Registration Committee" headed by Umbridge that appeared in the seventh book was not only ruthless persecution for a group (Muggle-born wizards) , is an insult to human rights.

To tell the truth, this committee is much more detestable to me than Voldemort.

After the war, people of Muggle origin would group together to protect their own interests, and even desire more power in the wizarding society. Personally, I think there is some rationality.

Anyway, the original intention of this article is to see how many Muggle-born wizards have no sense of existence in a considerable number of fans, so they think of blackening them _(:」)_It’s just a small piece of nonsense, There must be a lot of immaturity, thank you for your tolerance and support~