The Last Lesson
The ones left at a loss by the sudden bombshell were not just the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Now, the members of the Defense Association who had learned from Albert that the final battle with Voldemort was near were all like students before their final exams, anxious about the impending test.
Before the final battle arrived, people always held a certain degree of anticipation for it. But once it truly came, most were left with nothing but confusion, fear, and unease.
It was obviously impossible that none of the Association's members were afraid because of it. But Albert had made things clear to them from the very beginning: even if someone truly wanted to quit, they would not have the nerve to say so. From the moment they became members of the Defense Association, they had been swept forward by the tide of the times.
Hadn't they spent so much time learning magic, honing their combat skills, so that they could stand beside Harry Potter in the final battle and face Voldemort and his Death Eaters with him?
Inside the meeting room at the Defense Association headquarters.
Albert looked around at the young wizards staring at him expectantly and repeated what he had said before.
"The time has come for our final battle with The Dark Lord. It's time to end this Wizarding War."
"I know what you're worried about, but if we keep the initiative in our hands, our chances of winning can increase by at least twenty percent."
"Most people who know me understand that I never do anything I'm not confident about."
Hearing that, everyone suddenly relaxed considerably, because it was true. Since Albert had made ample preparations, he naturally would not do anything without confidence.
"This time, we'll shove The