Chapter 169 – Riches
"I'm sorry it's like this, but you must understand." I began, looking at the group and nodding towards Krum before my eyes scanned over the girl I also recognized. I didn't need to think for long to recall that she was named Hermione before I let my gaze finally settle back to Neville.
"I do." He smiled, looking back and forth between us, "Say, the news... Are they real?"
"They are." We answered in tandem, "I am not playing around this time, Neville. I know you are with the Order, but I consider them an enemy."
"I understand... But not everyone is one."
"I understand that too, but it won't make me rethink it..."
"What are your goals?" Hermione asked, stepping forward, looking directly at us, and surprising me with her intensive gaze.
"To defeat both sides and make it so that the wizarding world can start anew." I answered without waiting, and it was Quincy who continued explaining it.
"Right now, there is a battle for control, for power, and both sides have already lost their ways. I don't care what they say; we see them as equally guilty of the same thing. One is fighting to be an immortal wizard, while the other is on a quest to collect three magical instruments to become basically the same. Their methods may differ, but their effects on people and their lives are the same."
"I don't think he would do that..." Neville whispered, but his voice betrayed his already shaken belief. "And I don't think they are the same!"
"We know he would... and we saw how they operate, killing off their own. Tell me if that is in any way, shape, or form different than how HE does it."
"How you know?" Krum asked, wanting to know more, but I wasn't going to reveal that. If they want to learn it, it is up to them to figure it out.