Compared with the Defense Association's celebratory feast afterward, the atmosphere on the Order of the Phoenix's side was considerably worse. They were holding an emergency meeting to discuss last night's Rescue Operation.
There was no helping it. George's use of the Portkey Albert had made to send those five family members away had dealt them a major shock.
Having lived through the First Wizarding War, the Order of the Phoenix members all knew perfectly well that they could not expect every wizard to bravely stand up against The Dark Lord. Still, they had never imagined anyone could be as pathetic as those five family members. It had completely exceeded their expectations and left everyone who had gone to rescue them feeling deeply uncomfortable.
"That's the reality. Those of you who lived through the First Wizarding War should know that perfectly well. Most wizards can't be relied upon. It's already good enough if they don't become our enemies." Moody was very dissatisfied with the oppressive mood hanging over the room.
The actions of those five people had indeed affected everyone's mood, making them wonder: What exactly am I fighting so desperately to defeat The Dark Lord and restore peace to the British wizarding world for?
It certainly was not for that bunch of traitors, cowards, and fugitives. They were not worth it.
"You don't need to comfort us. What those people did was truly revolting. Honestly, I even suspect they were under the Imperius Curse." Diggle's face was full of disgust. "I don't think they were worth risking our lives to save. If I'd known they were that kind of people, I would've abandoned them outright."
"All right, Diggle, they aren't warriors. You can't—"
"No one starts out as a warrior, Remus." Sirius Black cut him off. "I dare say that